"Why is there no astragalus?"

Lu Chuan looked at Zhou Mingyuan in surprise, and immediately covered the child with a futon. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhou Mingyuan's face was suffocated, and he said uneasily, "This...... Although I am literate, I don't know what astragalus is...... At that time, the doctor refused to prescribe astragalus, but in the end, he still gave it, could it be ......?"

In the end, it still didn't open?

He looked at the ten-year-old child lying on the bed who was delirious, and Zhou Mingyuan was also anxious, "Doctor, what can I do about this?" or ...... I'm going to run again, this time I must get the astragalus back!" Zhou Mingyuan turned around indignantly, vowing to seek justice.

"Wait, we'll have to wait until he wakes up for a diagnosis. ”

After a while, the child was wrapped in a quilt, his face gradually warmed up, and even the bloated face gradually receded, leaving only a bruise at the corner of his cracked mouth.

Lu Chuan asked Zhiqiu to bring clean cotton and moisten his lips over and over again with boiling water, so as to replenish some water.

Estimating that the time was almost up, he finally stopped what he was doing, and Lu Chuan probed the child's forehead again. As if feeling the warm touch on his forehead, the child opened his eyes tiredly, and said hoarsely: "Big, husband...... Cold...... It's cold......"

Lu Chuan frowned, she didn't intend to feed the child with that prescription, but used it to scrub her limbs, because this was the fastest way she could think of to reduce fever.

But the burning and falling are fast, and the rise is also fast, so for the prognosis, she added astragalus to the formula!

Unexpectedly, the most important medicinal herb in this recipe was not added!

"It's good to stop in time, it's okay, you've got the fever down, just warm up in the quilt."

Lu Chuan sat in front of his bed and comforted him with a whole futon.

After a while, he probed his forehead again, "How are you feeling?"

The child opened his eyes and said weakly, "Better...... I'm sleepy......"

Just now, the decoction wiped the limbs to reduce fever strongly, and there was a lack of medicinal materials that blindly stuck to the original, saying that there was no harm to the body, which was false.

He is now mentally weak, and his weakness is the consequence of too much medicine.

Lu Chuan nodded, "Okay, you wait for me to finish my pulse before going to sleep." ”

Su Jun sat in a wheelchair and watched this scene quietly.

Below the first floor, Su Kang called the shopkeeper to ask about something, "Do you have any children with Hou Ye?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, there should be two." ”

At that time, it was raining heavily, and they were leading a six-year-old boy, and another was held in his arms, but he didn't see it clearly.

Su Kang nodded, played with Lu Shu's delicate little fingers, and said to the shopkeeper who was standing on the side: "Oh-my brother-in-law is the granddaughter of the Pei family, the world doctor, and this time she was ordered by the emperor to deal with the 'plague'. ”

The granddaughter of the Pei family, the wife of the Hou Ye--the little girl in blue just now?

But isn't she blind?

The shopkeeper had doubts, but he still only laughed with him, and he didn't speak. Now he is afraid that this grandfather will be unhappy and will take his sacrificial sword.

There was a lot of commotion in this room before, and he vaguely heard something, as if someone was going to die or live.

He smirked for a while, but Su Kang stopped talking, "That master, I'll go back first if there's nothing to do, and you can come and tell me if you have something." ”

"Well, you go down. Su Kang looked up at him.

Inexplicably, the shopkeeper scratched his head after stepping back.

It turned out that the miracle doctor was Hou Ye's newlywed little wife, and his eye disease had been cured like this. But what does the prince mean by this?

The divine doctor wants to cure the plague, even if he is cured, what does it have to do with him running away from the hall.

On the third floor, at the same time, Lu Chuan motioned to Zhiqiu to write: "The pulse is slippery...... There is belching. He asked the child to stick out his tongue again, "The tongue is pale red, fat and tooth marks, and the moss is thick and greasy." ”

Fingers through the clothes and under his armpits, he asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

The child's eyelids lifted weakly, and he hummed, "Hmm......"

Lu Chuan added the sentence "Chest association swelling pain...... The thyroid texture is soft......"

Removing the wind and cold, these are the symptoms of thyroidism.

Lu Chuan pondered for a moment on the undried ink...... The symptoms of enlarged thyroidism are so similar to liver depression.

However, there was no documented medicine for thyroidism until then.

There is no way to learn from the previous car...... After thinking about it again and again, Lu Chuan finally put pen to paper and wrote down "tangerine peel, green wood incense, tulip, melon shell, neem seed, ......"

These herbs all have the effect of rising first and then falling, improving qi and water, reducing swelling and removing bloat, and nourishing the five organs.

Zhou Mingyuan said seriously: "Doctor, shall I go to grab the medicine?"

In fact, to talk about it, he has also heard of this Dai Xuanzhong, Zhou Mingyuan also won the fame back then, Dai Xuanzhong became a tanhua at a young age, and this matter has been a sensation for a long time.

Zhou Mingyuan is about five years older than Dai Xuanzhong, and at the age of thirty, he is still just a showman, which is ashamed.

However, although he is just a showman, he also understands the truth of "making the best use of things and making the best use of talents". The same thing will be used differently, and the benefits will be very different, so the same should be true for the use of talents and talents.

Since he Dai Xuanzhong is good at learning, he will be born well, but he has to come to be a doctor. Zhou Mingyuan attributed all these mistakes to Dai Xuanzhong's arrogance.

Although he has nothing to do with this young man, the big neck disease is closely related to him, and he hopes that this disease can be completely cured, and only in this way will the suffering of the people be completely ended.

"Well, okay, let Zhiqiu go with you. Lu Chuan also nodded. Zhiqiu knows herbs, and he will definitely not be fooled anymore.

This big neck disease seems to be incurable, but in fact, it is also a disease such as cysts and nodules, so Lu Chuan mainly used drugs to guide evil spirits and water.

The child in the hospital bed gradually fell into a deep sleep. Zhiqiu and Zhou Mingyuan went out and went down to the inn hall on the first floor.

The shopkeeper greeted him politely: "Yo, the two of you are going out?"

"Yes, someone has a cold, we have to get some medicine-"

Oh, grab the medicine, that little lady is a miracle doctor, an ordinary wind and cold must be a medicine for her.

At this time, the Rejuvenation Hall was about to close, and Dai Xuanzhong was sorting out today's prescription, when he saw the person who came to grab the medicine in the afternoon came again.

"What's the matter? The patient has recovered?" Dai Xuanzhong said with a smile as he put away the prescription in his hand.

Zhou Mingyuan glanced at him impatiently, wouldn't he really be able to cure his "magic stroke" to make people sick?

Zhiqiu blessed his body, "My young lady sent me to grab the medicine, and I hope you don't change the prescription at will this time-"