"Teacher Wang, why are you going?" Zhong Xin asked with some fear when he noticed Wang Yong leaving.

"I'll see if I can leave, and find some herbs by the way. Wang Yong didn't look back, and his voice quickly disappeared in the light rain.

The body that was already soaked didn't care about a little more rain.

Luckily, the rain is much lighter now.

The rain was so persistent that it was hard to find the original forest path. Wang Yong could only rely on his memory to grope for the lake, and walked for more than 20 minutes before coming to Taiping Lake.

It's just that after seeing Taiping Lake, Wang Yong was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a wry smile.

A heavy rain caused the calm Taiping Lake to rise sharply, and the original lakeside boundary has long been annihilated, Wang Yong clearly remembers that a big tree is not far from the lakeside. Now it grows in water.

And the raft that was originally thrown ashore by Wang Yong could not be found, and it seemed that it was washed away by the rising flood.

Without a raft, there is no way back to the other side. It's not going to swim back, right?

Wang Yong can barely do it, but Zhong Xin absolutely can't. Especially when Zhong Xin is in a state of fever.

"It looks like we'll have to stay here until someone comes to the rescue. Wang Yong sighed and said to himself.

However, how long it will take for someone to come, Wang Yong can't guarantee it. Maybe someone will come at dawn, maybe you will be sleepy for three or five days.

In any case, Zhongxin's illness must be treated quickly. Otherwise, she won't be able to stand it.

Sweeping around, Wang Yong was going to find several herbs.

There are many folk remedies in China, and ordinary people who can't afford to buy medicine generally use some weeds that can be found everywhere to treat them.

As far as Wang Yong knows, wild chrysanthemums, mint, herbs and other plants grow in this area of Tiantai. These are all helpful in treating colds and fevers.

It's just that the rising water of Taiping Lake has made it more difficult to find, and Wang Yong searched for a long time before picking a few mint and herbs. These two things are very common in Tiantai City, and even people who are not sick will use them to soak in water and drink, which has a unique flavor.

It's just that relying on these two things alone, it is still a little difficult to treat Zhongxin's disease.

Wang Yong walked along the lake with a frown, and when he was about to be disappointed, he suddenly saw a half-meter-high plant in the distance.

"That's them!"

Wang Yong stepped forward excitedly, savagely uprooted all the plants, and held them in his arms.

Artemisia grass.

This plant, which is found all over China, is the best medicine for malaria.

The famous artemisinin is extracted from this substance, which is also known as the only discovery in China that has the hope of winning the Nobel Prize in medicine.

Coincidentally, this discovery was made from the classics of Chinese studies. Ge Hong's "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription" in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which was originally a by-product of Ge Hong's alchemy, inadvertently helped modern Chinese medicine scientists.

Wang Yong's biggest concern is that he is suffering from malaria, and now that he has this clump of artemisia grass, it should be fine.

Picking up the herbs, Wang Yongxing rushed back to the forest hut.

Just as he was about to step into the hut, Wang Yong suddenly thought of another thing in his mind.

Without saying a word, he approached a willow tree in front of him and began to peel the skin.

The willow bark was torn off piece by piece by Wang Yong, with an astringent and fishy smell of bark.

tore more than ten pieces in a row, and he was about to tear a tree into a bare pole commander, so Wang Yong stopped.

If the willow tree could speak, it would definitely reprimand Wang Yong for "catching a shopper" with wool.

"Teacher Wang, what are you doing with the bark? Do we want to eat this?" Zhong Xin couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the thing in Wang Yong's hand.

She has been pampered since she was a child, and although she is very yearning for the stories on the Great Wall of the Red Army, she doesn't want to really try to eat tree bark and gnaw grass roots.

Looking at Zhong Xin's disgusted appearance, Wang Yong smiled and said, "It's not me who eats, it's you who eat." ”

"No, I don't want to eat it...... I don't eat it even if I kill it. Zhong Xin refused.

Wang Yong completely ignored whether Zhong Xin accepted it or not, found a broken bowl, then washed it with rain, then took the bark in his hand and clenched his fist.

I saw that the bark of the willow tree seemed to have been smashed by a garlic hammer, oozing dripping drops of blue-green sap.

This scene is also watched by Zhong Xin frowning.

After several times in a row, all the willow bark was pinched out of the juice, and Wang Yong gave up.

Looking at more than half a bowl of juice, Wang Yong himself was happy.

Needless to say, the smell is absolutely refreshing.

And Wang Yongwu felt that it was not enough, so he took the artemisia grass and concocted it according to the law, and it was all kneaded into juice.

In this way, what would have been half a bowl of juice became a whole night.

Wang Yong shook it gently and evenly, and served it to Zhong Xin.

"Teacher Wang, kill me, I'd rather die than drink this thing. Zhong said with a rattle in his heart.

Wang Yong's face was solemn, and he said sternly: "No, you have to drink! If you want to die, the teacher can't let you die! This is a life-saving panacea." ”

Zhong Xin pursed his lips aggrievedly and said, "What kind of panacea, it's obviously some herbs you picked randomly." ”

"How did you pick it up randomly, the teacher made these things have a basis. Let's just say that this Artemisia annua, in the Eastern Jin Dynasty medical book, it is written that 'Artemisia annua is grasped, a liter of water is stained, and the juice is wrenched, which can cure malaria for a long time'. Long-term malaria is malaria, and ancient people relied on such a thing to save countless people. On the contrary, on the battlefield of the Vietnam War a few decades ago, a large number of American imperialist GIs and Vietnamese soldiers died from this disease that China solved a thousand years ago. Do you think this thing is powerful?" Wang Yong said with a straight face.

"Really?" Zhong asked suspiciously. However, he was persuaded by what Wang Yong said and served the bowl.

I sniffed it carefully in front of my nose, but I quickly turned my head and almost vomited.

"It's all the fishy smell of willows, and it smells bad to death! Artemisia annua treats malaria, what are you doing with willow bark?" Zhong Xin pinched his nose and said with a loud urn.

"Willow bark is used to reduce fever. Do you know about aspirin?"

"Yes. It works best when you have a cold and fever!" Zhong Xin nodded.

"The chemical name of aspirin is acetylsalicylic acid. The original source of this acetylsalicylic acid is from willow bark. Ancient Sumerian clay tablets have records of the use of willow leaves to treat arthritis. Ancient Egyptian medical texts also recorded that smearing the body with willow bark and leaves can relieve arthritis and back pain. Hippocrates, a famous physician in ancient Greece who is revered as the "father of medicine", once ground willow bark into a medicinal powder for patients to take. Hippocrates found the analgesic from the willow tree, which was the prototype of aspirin, salicylic acid, and wrote about it in his book. It can be said that there would be no aspirin without willows. Do you still think it's useless?"

Wang Yong never forgot his duties as a teacher, and popularized knowledge for Zhong Xin on the spot.

It's just that Wang Yong is embarrassed to say that he is actually just a rookie in medicine. Being able to know so much also depends on the accumulation of ordinary reading and professional reasons.

As for whether the mixing of willow bark and Artemisia annua will weaken the medicinal properties, Wang Yong does not dare to guarantee it.

With the idea of drinking more quacks, Wang Yong smiled cruelly, pinched Zhong Xin's small mouth violently, and poured it up.

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