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According to Lin Zeng's instructions, Lei Hai filled the cauldron with water and boiled for half an hour, and the tea soup wafted out a charming aroma. The pot of tea that Lin Zeng boiled for him before was just a small pinch of bitter herbs, and the aroma wafted out of the room, and this jar of bitter herbs was boiled for half an hour, and the dormitory of the officers of the Northern Military Department where Lei Hai lived, within a radius of 100 meters, could smell this very comfortable smell.

Different from ordinary herbs that have been boiled for a long time and have a greenish-brown color, the whole pot of tea soup is boiled two-thirds, and the soup color is still clear, which is a color like ice yang green jade, which looks full of gelatin.

Lei Hai made a large kettle, put the boiled bitter herbal tea into the kettle, and then went straight to the Beijing City Armed Police General Hospital.

He saw the message sent to him by Miko, and the doctor told them that the best medicine had been used, and if the development of inflammation inside the body could not be controlled, they could only count the time.

Lei Hai rushed to the hospital, and everyone in the ward looked sad and their eyes were red and swollen. The old man experienced more than ten days of illness and suffering, and seemed to be in poor condition, unconscious.

"Brother Lei!" The haggard young man named Xiao Huashen shouted in a low voice when he saw Lei Hai coming in.

"Godmother, give me my godfather's towel to wipe his face. Lei Hai didn't have time to explain more, and put the kettle on the table of the hospital bed. After many years in the army, he has a vigorous and resolute character engraved in his bones, looking at the frowning brows of the old man on the hospital bed, Lei Hai simply started it directly, avoiding the time to explain to them.

The others were stunned, not knowing why, and didn't know what Lei Hai was going to do.

However, Xiao Huashen reacted the fastest, took out a wet towel from a shelf next to the hospital bed, handed it to Lei Hai, and asked, "Brother Lei, does your friend have a way?

"I'll try it first. Lei Hai opened the lid of the kettle, and the aroma wafted out of the kettle and diffused throughout the room. Everyone in the room smelled this aroma and felt a shock to their spirits, and a woman with a delicate face but dull eyes next to her seemed to suddenly return to her soul, and her eyes fell on the kettle. Lei Hai poured some bitter herbal tea on the towel. Because the amount of bitter herbal tea is not much, Lei Hai is extremely careful, for fear of spilling a little.

The light-colored towel was dyed green by the yang-green tea soup, and Lei Hai's fingers just touched the tea-soaked towel, and he felt a particularly comfortable coolness on his fingertips.

The towel wiped the old man's cheeks, and the faint aroma never dissipated.

Xiao Huashen heard his father-in-law's moan, his frowning brows tightly, relaxed slightly, and his expression looked much more relaxed.

"Da Lei, can this cure our family's old Song?" A woman in her fifties with charitable eyes and an extremely haggard spirit walked up to Lei Hai, took the towel from his hand, and asked expectantly in her eyes. She is Lei Hai's godmother, and she is also the lover of the old man on the hospital bed for decades.

"Try it, godmother, you just follow what I just did, wipe my godfather's body all the time, wipe all the herbs in this jar without pulling a drop, focusing on the chest and abdominal cavity, as well as the position of the face, I will find these herbs again now." ”

In Lin Zeng's words, the effect of bitter herbal tea is mainly against inflammation and infection. When the effect of Western medicine and antibiotics is not obvious, this treatment method can play a certain role, the most important thing is that it is mild in nature, for frail patients, the side effects are very low, and will not cause serious consequences to other organs of the body.

Lei Hai did not wait in the hospital for how effective the medicine was. His godmother's actions in taking care of patients are much more careful than that of him, a man with five big and three thick feet.

He just solemnly told him to wipe all the herbs in this pot as soon as possible, and after hearing the assurance, he immediately got up, booked a plane ticket, and flew to Qinghe City to find Lin Zeng.

Half an hour after Lei Hai left, there was still half a pot left in a full pot of bitter herbal tea.

The old man on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, and he saw that his loved ones were familiar with the hole in the ground, above the line of sight. Xiao Huashen shouted in surprise: "Dad, you woke up, how do you feel?"

The old man, who hadn't eaten for a long time, was in a very weak state, but he rarely showed a smile and said vaguely: "What is this, I feel very comfortable." ”

"This is the herbal soup that Lei Ge brought back, and it is a home remedy for inflammation. Brother Lei is now going to Qinghe City to look for herbs, and he will be back soon. ”

The old man nodded softly, and then fell asleep.

Lin Zeng took a taxi directly from the airport in Qinghe City to Jianghua's farm.

He did not grow bitter herbal tea in other places, but only planted a piece of land of about ten square meters on a small farm in Jianghua. After planting, Jiang Hua is responsible for managing pruning.

Jiang Hua was still in Qingyi Elementary School at this time, and she had to complete her last post before the teacher who replaced her arrived.

Send her a message that Lin had dropped off at the gate of the farm.

He has the key to the small farm of Jiang Hua.

Open the door to enter, the entrance is a field of pink and purple flowers, the flowers are splendid, no less than the beautiful scenery of the sea of flowers in the tourist resort. However, this beauty, obscured by the farm wall, is rarely known, and the spring is warm and the bees and butterflies are flying. The sea of flowers is nearby, and the Chinese bees raised by Jiang Hua collect pollen honey nearby, and the yield is higher than in winter.

Lin Zeng swept the growth of honey fragrance lavender on the farm, which was thriving and vibrant, without any problems. Then he turned around and walked around the cottage on the small farm to a small clearing in the backyard.

Originally, the open space in the backyard was used by Jiang Hua to grow seasonal vegetables, but with the planting of indoor vegetables, Jiang Hua did not sow ordinary vegetables anymore, and Lin Zeng used them to plant some special plants that were easily refined.

Most of these special plants, native plants, are weeds that can be found everywhere in the fields. Bitter herbal tea, one of them, is also a mutant herb with good quality.

The native bitter grass, also known as the great bitter grass, has a leaf shape somewhat similar to plantain, and is also a very common weed species in Qinghe City. Jiang Hua told Lin Zeng that the old man often picks bitter herbs and boils tea to drink, which has an excellent effect on throat diseases, especially tonsil inflammation.

Lin Zeng walked to the edge of the bitter grass field to check its growth.

After refining, the form and native plants of bitter grass have undergone some changes. Its leaves grow in cascading upwards, looking like a green feather duster from a distance. Usually, the leaves of the bitter grass are picked, the topping is selected, and then the leaves are picked at the right time, and after the topping, new branches and leaves will grow next to the main branch of the bitter grass.

As it was picked, it grew more luxuriantly, and a bitter grass would grow into a ball of green leaves, about the height of his waist.

Lin Zeng saw that most of the plants had traces of truncation. It seems that Jiang Hua has already helped him take care of it once or twice.

He rolled up his sleeves and bent down to pick the branches and leaves of bitter herbal tea.

Fresh leaves are more effective than sun-dried dead leaves.

Lin Zeng picked more than ten square meters of bitter and cool grass fields, and then sent a location address to Lei Hai and asked him to come and pick it up directly.

Lei Hai had already boarded the plane and was about to shut it down, and when he saw Lin Zeng's news, he was excited in his heart.

Five minutes ago, he had just received news from the hospital that the old man's condition had miraculously improved. When he brought the herbal soup to the hospital and wiped the old man's body, not only did the muscles of his whole body feel comfortable, but the deteriorating condition was also controlled to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, the pot of herbal water had run out, and Xiao Huashen called him, worried that the effect of the medicine would pass and the old man's condition would continue to deteriorate. Because at present, it can only ensure that the organs of the elderly are not affected by the danger of inflammation, and the self-healing effect of the wound has not changed.

Hearing the effect, Lei Hai's hanging mood finally relaxed slightly, and sure enough, it was a mysterious space that could be exchanged for the magical plant of breathing bubbles, and he was even more urgent in his heart, hoping to rush to Qinghe City as soon as possible.

When he rushed to Qinghe City for personal matters, instructions from above were also conveyed to him, agreeing to Lin Zeng's request, and at the same time negotiating with him the location and size of the land.