Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Handwritten Medical Book
I knew that I needed a contact information, and I had to use the accumulated contacts! When did my brain become so dull!
Now he has to stay in this Chen Mansion for a while, although it is said that Chen Fu left him behind, but if he is not able to cure Chen Zhouzhi, Chen Fu will definitely not stay here for long.
Let him see hope. Although Hu Shuang is not sure that she can cure Chen Zhouzhi now, it will be easy for her to alleviate his condition.
Hu Shuang found someone to call the housekeeper and said that he had researched a prescription that could alleviate the condition of the son of the Chen family.
"Butler, do you think you should go directly to grab the medicine, or report to Lord Shangshu first?" Hu Shuang handed the prescription to the housekeeper.
"According to the villain, let's report to Lord Shangshu first. Please wait here for a while, and the little one will go to report to Lord Shangshu, and I will inform Dr. Hu as soon as there is any situation. ”
"There's a housekeeper. ”
The butler walked out with the prescription.
As the saying goes: a long illness becomes a doctor. Although Chen Fu is not sick, Chen Zhouzhi is the only seedling of the Chen family, and Chen Fu has personally inquired about his medication, so he is familiar with many common antidote medicinal materials.
He saw that many of the prescriptions were also ordinary antidote herbs, as well as a few medicines that he didn't know, so he went to look through the medicinal herb books on the bookshelf to make sure that he wouldn't hurt his son before relieving himself.
Hu Shuang was still very confident in his medical skills, and sure enough, it didn't take long for someone to take Hu Shuang to Chen Fu's study.
"How long will this sister go?"
"Don't worry, Dr. Hu is almost there. ”
After getting lost a few times, Hu Shuang is already very familiar with this place, but after all, in the eyes of others, he is the first time to come, so he has to pretend to be very unfamiliar with the road.
"Doctor Hu, it's here, you go in, Master Shangshu is waiting for you inside. The slave and maid retired first. ”
"Thank you to this sister. ”
"Dr. Hu is here, I've read your prescription, I only know a little bit about it, and I don't think it's a problem, so Dr. Lao Hu has to worry about the next thing. ”
Hu Shuang sneered a few times, and said secretly: Since you know that you know a little bit about it, why bother to get an axe? Even the doctor refuses to trust him wholeheartedly, and he still expects others to treat your son wholeheartedly? It's really funny!
"Chen Shangshu doesn't have to be polite, since I am here, I will definitely be responsible for Ling Lang's illness to the end. However, this medicine cannot be fried yet. ”
"Why?"
"There are several herbs in this recipe that need to be picked fresh to decoction for the best effect. So I'm going to go out of the city tomorrow to pick these herbs back. ”
This is the rhetoric that Hu Shuang had thought of before, and she had to find an opportunity to go out and contact Xiang Zhenxuan. Picking herbs is the best reason to go out at the moment.
"There's no need to be so troublesome, Dr. Hu wrote down the characteristics of the herbs, and I sent someone to pick them. ”
If you find someone to pick it, then how can I get out?
"There are many herbs in the mountains that look very similar to these medicines, and I am afraid that people who are not familiar with them will admit their mistakes, so I have to go there myself. ”
Chen Fu didn't speak, but picked up a book next to him and read it.
Hu Shuang was close, and he saw it clearly, and his eyes gradually revealed shock.
It was a handwritten medical book. The typography is neat, the size of the characters is appropriate, the handwriting is strong and powerful, and the herbs painted are also lifelike.
The handwriting on it is extremely familiar. Not only the handwriting, but also what was written and drawn on every page, she knew it clearly.