Tie Zhu and Old Man Chen were dumbfounded. However, no one spoke. After all, they weren't sure what the young man was coming from.

Just looking at Lin Xiaojin's posture, he looks like a man. Coupled with Lin Xiaojin's dress, he looked like he was from a big city, and he was very fashionable, so they all shut up and watched from the side.

And Lin Xiaojin is actually not really diagnosing the pulse of the dog, he has already diagnosed the pulse just now. In fact, he used the time of pulse diagnosis to find a prescription in the medical book of his brain.

Sure enough, there is a prescription for malaria in this TCM book.

Lin Xiaojin was happy this time, he let go of the dog's hand and said to the iron pillar:

"The child has malaria, commonly known as 'swinging'. It may be due to the child's small size and lack of nutrition, so the resistance is poor. In summer, there are more mosquitoes, and it may also be flies, which are the pests that spread the germs to the child's body. ”

Lin Xiaojin's words, even Old Man Chen only understood half of them. There are other words such as "germs", "transmission" and "resistance", Old Man Chen has never heard of them at all.

The iron pillar was even more stunned, and he didn't understand anything, but he began to slowly believe in Lin Xiaojin, and felt that Lin Xiaojin must be a very learned person, at least, that level was not lower than that of Fang Lang.

Lin Xiaojin took out a black pen in his breast pocket and asked, "Do you have any paper?" I'll prescribe the medicine, and you can grab the medicine according to my prescription." ”

Tie Zhu immediately said embarrassedly: "I...... Where did we get the paper?"

Lin Xiaojin was right when he thought about it, so he swept in the cave for a long time, and suddenly saw the quilt on the bed. Anyway, this quilt is not broken, Lin Xiaojin did not hesitate, immediately got up and tore off a piece, and began to write the prescription on it with a black pen.

The old man Chen next to him saw the pen Lin Xiaojin took out, and his eyes straightened. He stared at the pen without blinking, envious to death.

He worked as a bookkeeper in a large family in Xi'an City, and he had also seen a good fountain pen. However, it was the first time he had seen a pen like this pure plastic, shiny, with such fine writing and exquisite workmanship.

In fact, this kind of pen in Lin Xiaojin's hand is sold for one dollar in the supermarket. But in the eyes of Old Man Chen, it has become a great rarity.

After writing, Lin Xiaojin suddenly remembered another thing. It is Tu Youyou of Huaxia Kingdom, Tu Youyou won a Nobel Prize in medicine a few years ago.

Almost everyone in China knows this news. Lin Xiaojin also knew that the reason why Tu Youyou was able to win this Nobel Prize was because she found a panacea for malaria - artemisinin.

Since they are all recognized by modern scientists, it must be useful. But Lin Xiaojin didn't even know what artemisinin looked like.

However, his brain was very good, and soon, he searched in his mind and finally found the key sentence - artemisinin is extracted from the compound inflorescence plant Artemisia annua.

So, Lin Xiaojin added another medicinal herb at the end of the prescription - Artemisia annua. As for the dosage of this yellow artemisia, he had to write it according to the common amount in the medical book.

After writing it, Lin Xiaojin felt that he was simply a role model for the medical profession.

He handed the broken sheet to Tie Zhu and said, "Hurry up and grab the medicine." At this time, Lin Xiaojin had forgotten the purpose of his visit, he was only thinking about how to cure the malaria of the dog.

Tie Zhu took the prescription written on the sheet and stood there awkwardly without moving.

Lin Xiaojin didn't know what he meant, and urged: "Go quickly, the sooner the better, no matter how late it is, I'm afraid that the dog's condition will worsen." This malaria is no joke, and the mortality rate is very high. ”

Listening to Lin Xiaojin's mouth constantly dragging out new words, Tie Zhu believed Lin Xiaojin's words more and more. However, he still looked at Lin Xiaojin embarrassedly, and then at Old Man Chen, but he refused to grab the medicine.

Lin Xiaojin didn't understand it, but Old Man Chen had already expected it. He stood up and said to Lin Xiaojin: "Young man, even if you are Hua Tuo alive today, you can't save this child." ”

Lin Xiaojin was puzzled: "Why is this?"

Old man Chen shook his head helplessly and said, "This is the fate of the poor. Even if you help him save money on carriage and horses, money for pulse diagnosis, and money for prescriptions, don't you still have to ask for money for this medicine?"

Lin Xiaojin suddenly realized, his eyes rolled, and he immediately pleaded with Old Man Chen for Tie Zhu: "Mr. Chen, why don't you lend some to Uncle Tie Zhu first, it's important to save people." ”

Old Man Chen didn't speak, just stared at the black pen in Lin Xiaojin's chest pocket.

Lin Xiaojin immediately understood, he took out the pen and said, "Mr. Chen, are you interested in this pen?"

Old man Chen took the pen, touched his beard, praised the pen and said, "Just now, I saw that the little brother used this to write on the sheet, and he still wrote very smoothly.

"Lao Yu worked as a bookkeeper in Xi'an, and I have seen a lot of fountain pens used by foreigners. But I haven't seen a pen as good as yours.

"This one is translucent, the pen is very light, and the words are so thin. It's a good thing. If I had this pen, I wouldn't be willing to use it to write.

"I'm going to find relatives and friends from all over the country to have a 'pen appreciation meeting', which really makes the old man have a light on his face, and Sansheng is lucky. ”

Lin Xiaojin's mind turned and said, "Then you can take it." How about I give it to you?"

Old man Chen shook his head and dragged the text to say: "As the old saying goes, 'A gentleman does not take the love of others', I don't dare to take such a valuable thing for nothing." ”

Lin Xiaojin fully understood what Old Man Chen meant, he immediately turned around and asked Tie Zhu, "Uncle, how much does it cost you to grab the medicine?"

Tie Zhu scratched his head and said, "How do I know? I usually go to the town, and I don't even enter the door of the medicine shop, it is where the rich go." When we poor people get sick, we have to wait at home to die. ”

Lin Xiaojin had an idea, he turned to Old Man Chen and said, "Old Mr. Chen, let's do it." Since you are 'useless and unsuccessful,' then you can send someone to get this prescription."

"No matter how much money it costs, it will be offset by my pen, do you think it is okay? I will put the pen here Uncle Tiezhu, when you get the medicine, this money will be yours." ”

Old man Chen had actually made this wishful thinking a long time ago, and he immediately agreed. Take the recipe and run home. When he got home, he took two Yuan Datou and went out. For the sake of this "black technology" pen, he decided to go to the town to grab medicine in person.

Here, Lin Xiaojin began to instruct Tie Zhu on how to decoct the medicine.