Chapter 117: Zhao Clan's Wanzhi
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Everyone can see that the smile is quite reluctant.
But in addition, she was humble and polite, and there was nothing wrong with her complexion, Xiang Liang and Zhaohuan glanced at each other, and thought so, maybe this young man was born cold and didn't like to laugh.
The heat of the long summer has been steaming, so he took the tea soup that he had dried in the morning, asked Xiang Liang and Zhaohuan to sit next to the small case under the corridor and wait for a while, and then went into the pharmacy sideways.
Xiang Liang took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and the entrance was sweet and cool, as if he had a piece of ice in his mouth, and it slid into the throat, making people very comfortable, "This tea is interesting." ”
Zhao Huan's gaze still fell on the place where Yingfu was hiding in the distance, absent-mindedly, holding a small bowl of stoneware in his hand, and the slightly bulging knuckles revealed his tangled thoughts.
"Zinan?" Xiang Liang looked at him puzzled, what was so strange about the red fox just now? "My son and Bi Chihu know each other?"
Zhao Huan closed his eyes and squeezed the cold clay bowl in his hand tighter, as if he was trying to remember something.
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Xie Wei was still rummaging in the pharmacy for medicines, leaning down slightly, and piling up three or four different tulle medicine sacs next to the skirt wrinkled on the ground, each of which was closed with bright silk threads to show the difference, and there was no mistake again.
The so-called "miasma" or "miasma" is a common disease and epidemic gas in the land of the Southern Barbarians, which generally occurs after the Qingming Festival, and is harvested in frost, and the summer climate is sultry. It was warm and humid, and countless people died from miasma.
It is said that some of the miasma is foul-smelling, some are fragrant, and even more are as dazzling as golden light. In fact, in the view of Xie Wei, this miasma is dressed like a god, and there are only two ways to cure the disease: damp heat and malaria caused by mosquito bites.
There are many medicines for malaria, but the miasma has been stored for thousands of years, and the local doctors must be more experienced than her. She was too lazy to make useless efforts, so from the very beginning, she preached that she could prepare medicines to eliminate miasma.
After all, no one wants to suffer the pain of illness, and her trick is very useful.
The prevention and control methods to relieve worries are not complicated, there is dampness and heat in the south, she uses barley to dissolve dampness, and if there are mosquitoes, she uses betel nut, atractylodes and other drugs that can repel insects.
Soldiers are coming. Water comes to cover the earth, and each other is mutually restrictive, to put it bluntly, there is nothing unusual.
But in the eyes of those who don't know what's going on, relieving worries can solve a big problem and save many lives.
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"A few years ago, Huan and his younger brother passed through the Juyang Market, and a young fox in the city was released into the mountains, and one of its ears was injured, and the flesh and blood were blurred and indistinguishable." Zhao Huan tried his best to keep his tone flat, and said that the longest lifespan of foxes was only more than ten years. It had been more than ten years since that incident, and he didn't dare to rely on Fang Caiying's strange attitude towards him, and lightly decided that it was the young fox at the beginning.
And, even if it really is. What does that prove? The doctor is young, and it is impossible for him to be his younger brother who has been lost for many years and whose life and death are uncertain.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he stood in front of him, holding a few white medicine sacs in his hands, and his lowered eyes were hidden in the shadow of broken hair, and he could vaguely see a little surprise.
Such a familiar story. A fire fox was released in Zeng City.
Xie Wei pursed his lips, put away his surprised look, and leaned over to spread out four yarn bags on the desk.
The threads at the end are red, silky, pale green and silver-gray.
The red inside is a betel nut, and the pale green contains the atractylodes that she sent someone to bring back from Jiangnan, and the silver gray inside is round and rolling, and it can be seen that it is a bag of barley kernels.
Only the knotted yarn sac...... It's empty inside.
"What is this?" Zhao Huan couldn't help but pinch the yarn bag, and under his fingers it was so thin that there were only two layers of fine yarn - it was indeed empty.
"Brimstone." Xie Wei smiled, she didn't find sulfur, and she asked, Yixi didn't have it, and even the whole Min Yue was because of the lack of sulfur, and there were many people who have been infected with miasma in recent years.
Zhao Huan and Xiang Liang shook their heads, the main production of mercury in the area of Qianzhong is the raw material for making sulfur, and now Qin controls Qianzhong County, and the enemies who are eager to disperse into the Nanban are all infected with miasma and die, so they will naturally guard the pass to death, and they will not allow any sulfur to flow into the south.
In this way, it is also difficult to rely on sulfur to avoid the miasma of the poor Li Shu, although the price of sulfur is not expensive, but it is not cheap, usually the poor people accumulate for half a year, can sell a little, save some, enough to survive the miasma raging season, but now they can only resign themselves to fate.
Fortunately, someone came here to relieve his worries and found a medicine that could replace sulfur.
There is no joy or anger on the face of worry. These word-of-mouth praises are far from enough for her to achieve the goal of leaving a name in history.
"Worrying has a point." Xie Wei folded the empty yarn sac in two and sandwiched it with other medicines.
Although she behaves kindly and politely, she always seems detached consciously or unconsciously.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Huan didn't want to ask her about Yingfu again, put away the medicines, folded his sleeves, and planned to leave.
Before he got up, the courtyard door shook slightly, and a girl in a goose yellow shirt appeared there, twisted her waist, jumped sideways into the courtyard, and first said hello to Yingchao, who was napping in the corner of the courtyard, brushed her hair, and raised her head with a smile.
"Chu Yu." Xie stood up, nodded and smiled at her.
"Doctor." Chu Yu bit his lip, his little face flushed, and he didn't hide his joy at all.
Behind her, a white shadow floated in like a ghost, with a bamboo hat on his head, and a thick white veil hanging around him, hanging over his shoulders and up to his waist, between the hat and the curtain, but it was neither.
Zhao Huan also stood up, took her arm down the steps, and whispered, "Awan." ”
"Brother." A woman's gentle voice came from within the thick veil, slightly dull.
Zhao Huan walked very slowly with her in his arms, reminding her from time to time to be careful of the steps in the courtyard.
Chu Yu had already run to Xie Wei with his skirt, took out a scroll of Jane from his sleeve, held it on his chest, tilted his head and smiled: "Doctor, this volume of medical scriptures, Ah Yu has finished reading it!" ”
"Very good." Xie Wei took Jane from her hand, put it back on the desk, and pressed it with one hand.
Chu Yu said this time that she wanted to learn some medicinal herb knowledge is not a joke, ten days and a half months have passed, she has never slacked off in the slightest, she has not hidden anything to relieve her worries, she knows everything, she has endless words, after all, she will enter the Qin Palace in the future, although it is not a place of swords and swords, it is also full of dangers, and it is naturally good to have medical skills.
"Doctor, this is Zhao's Wanzhi." Chu Yu saw that Zhao Huan was approaching with the woman in his arms, and quietly rubbed over to Xie Wu's side, almost sticking to it, biting her ear sideways, "Ah Wan followed her brother to seek medical treatment here, and then went to Nanyuan to pay homage to the noble girl, and then followed Ah Yu here." ”
Chu Yu's words were extremely light, but there were a lot of emotions in them, which seemed to be very pitiful and pitiful, and a little gloating.
Xie Wei frowned lightly, watching Zhao Wanzhi slowly climb the stairs under Zhao Huan's support, the extremely long white coat was trampled under his feet several times, his eyebrows became more and more frowned, and he whispered inexplicably, "...... seek medical treatment?" (To be continued.) )