余十有三岁而失所怙,母氏以教为爱,逾四十无所成,自谓膝下之药有足以尽此身者,忽抱
终天之恨,泪涸而痛不定。试为陈之母氏,素患头风,岁十数作,作必呕痰,加以昏眩,因得默斋
抚干叔父乌辛茶方,于是作少疏,虽作亦易愈。近时乌附不易得,每闻入京有便,必以买川乌为
先。或它出亦预合数服以进。前数年或鼻塞不通,或脾弱无味,随证审方,储材合剂,或丸或散,
朝构暮成,未尝敢求诸市肆。头风则年余不作矣。矧又饮食顿 ,但觉脚力微怯,岁旦家常茹素,
饭则尽碗羹,亦称美。炬卿私谓吾母今年七十而胃府如此,眉寿何疑者。越八日忽有小红粟粒
发右耳旁,次日右颊右目颇肿,命医视之。用药敷贴,脓毒渐出,谓可徐徐抽减,谨重太过,专守
头面,不可妄施针砭之说。有令灸三里穴下抽者,医持不可。未几,其肿愈坚,似疮而根则大,名
疖而反无脓,外不热而内不疼。旬日后始窘甚矣。吾母至,谓炬卿曰∶汝抄方嗜药,胡为不晓。此
证仓忙中罔知所措,更医亦云无策。母氏神识了然,以至不救。日月不居,俄至卒哭。客有携示
蜀本《灸经》与竹马灸法者,备述克验,内在鬓疽、疔疮乃知咸有灸法,而竹马一法则诸证无不
治。痛哉,痛哉!何嗟及矣。炬卿平时每虑风在头目,犹谓老人脱有隐疾,可以延寿,幸而头风
已痊,又孰知危证之窃发,喜未几而痛罔极哉。此所以仰天捶心而呕血也。世有此方,吾不早得
而见之,吾母不存而其方则存,其方存而后之人有早得而见之者,庶几乎吾母虽无及而犹及人
也。遂与乌辛茶方并刊以传焉。吾母山阴博古石氏也。
淳佑乙巳五月朔孤学乡贡进士孙炬卿序
At the age of thirteen, I lost my father. My mother loved me by emphasizing education, yet by the time I passed forty, I had achieved nothing. I believed that the medicinal knowledge at my parents' knees was sufficient to fulfill my filial duties for this life, but suddenly I embraced the eternal regret of losing them; my tears dried up, yet the pain remained unceasing. I once attempted to treat Mother Chen, who had long suffered from head wind disease (toufeng), attacking more than ten times a year. Each attack was accompanied by vomiting phlegm and dizziness. Thus, I obtained the Wuxin Tea prescription (Wuxin Cha) from Uncle Muzhai, a Fugan official. Consequently, the frequency of attacks decreased slightly, and even when they occurred, recovery was easier. Recently, Chuanwu (Radix Aconiti Lateralis Preparata) and Fuzi (Radix Aconiti Lateralis Preparata) have been difficult to obtain. Whenever I heard of someone traveling to the capital, buying Chuanwu was always my priority. Even on other trips, I would pre-prepare several doses for use. In previous years, sometimes I suffered from nasal congestion, or weak spleen with loss of taste. Examining the condition and adjusting the formula, I stored materials and compounded agents, making either pills or powders, conceived in the morning and completed in the evening, never daring to seek them in markets. The head wind disease did not recur for over a year. Furthermore, my diet suddenly increased, though I only felt slight weakness in my legs. On New Year's Day, I usually ate vegetarian food at home; if eating rice, I would finish a bowl of soup, which was also praised as delicious. Juqing privately told my mother, "You are seventy this year, yet your stomach organ functions so well; how can there be doubt about your longevity?" Eight days later, a small red millet-grain-sized swelling appeared beside the right ear. The next day, the right cheek and right eye were quite swollen. I summoned a doctor to examine her. Medicinal applications were used, and pus/toxins gradually emerged. The doctor said it could slowly subside. Being overly cautious, we strictly guarded the head and face, adhering to the saying that acupuncture and moxibustion should not be applied recklessly. Someone suggested moxibustion below the Zusanli point (ST36) to draw out the toxin, but the doctor insisted against it. Soon after, the swelling became harder, resembling a boil but with a large root, named a boil (jie) but lacking pus, external heat absent and internal pain nonexistent. Only after ten days did the condition become critically distressing. My mother arrived and said to Juqing, "You copy prescriptions and favor medicines, why do you not understand? In this panic, we knew not what to do. Other doctors also claimed no strategy." Mother's consciousness remained clear, yet she could not be saved. Days and months do not wait; soon came the period of mourning. A guest brought to show me the Shu edition of *Jiu Jing* (Classic of Moxibustion) and the Zhuma Moxibustion method, detailing their verified efficacy. It was known that internal temporal carbuncles and ding sores all had moxibustion treatments, and the Zhuma method cured all conditions without exception. Alas, alas! How could I lament in vain? Juqing often worried about wind in the head and eyes, still thinking that if an elder had hidden ailments, it might prolong life. Fortunately, the head wind had recovered, yet who would suspect that a critical condition would secretly erupt? Joy lasted briefly, followed by boundless pain. This is why I beat my chest and vomited blood looking at the sky. Since this prescription exists in the world, if I had seen it earlier, my mother would still be alive, yet the prescription remains. If the prescription remains, future generations may see it early. Perhaps although my mother could not be saved, others can be. Therefore, I published the Wuxin Tea prescription together to transmit it. My mother was from the Bo Gu Shi family of Shanyin.
On the first day of the fifth month of the Yisi year of Chunyou, Sun Juqing, the solitary scholar and provincial recommended jinshi, wrote the preface.