Late at night.

Watch Yang Gui put on gloves, hat, mask, and blindfold.

Yang Wenhua put on a military coat for Yang Gui, and then carried the thin Yang Gui on the motorcycle, and after sitting on it himself, he said: "Old man, there is snow on the ground, I will try to drive as slowly as possible, you hold it steady." ”

Yang Wenhua drove a motorcycle, and after walking on the road for an hour, he felt that the time was almost up, and after stopping and taking off his helmet, he got out of the car and carried Yang Gui on his back.

"I'm going to go up the mountain, I'll carry you up the mountain, the road is not easy to walk, there may be some bumps, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"It's okay, it's uncomfortable for someone to carry it." Through the mask, Yang Gui's voice was a little dull, but his tone was very light and happy.

On the snow in the middle of the night, only Yang Wenhua carried Yang Gui's lonely figure, except for the sound of the wind, Yang Wenhua looked for something and said: "Old man, when you were a child, you always carried me, as if I was carrying you for the first time, right?"

"Hey, isn't it the right for adults to carry children? How can a child carry an adult?"

Yang Wenhua gasped and smiled, "I used to think that I should be the one, but after two years in the south, I found that there is nothing that should be done, people outside will not let you, no matter how good your friends are." ”

Yang Gui grabbed the hand on Yang Wenhua's shoulder, let go and patted Yang Wenhua's shoulder gently, "The baby is suffering outside, it's good to suffer a little, and it will grow up quickly if you suffer a little." ”

The two chatted indiscriminately, rested a few times on the road, and after about an hour, Yang Wenhua carried Yang Gui directly into the space, and then entered the outside of Tang Dynasty's own house.

Putting down Yang Gui, Yang Wenhua opened the iron door and said, "The old man has arrived, take off the blindfold." ”

Yang Gui took off his blindfold, walked into the courtyard and looked at it through the faint snow light, and said with some surprise: "Huo, this is still a big family." ”

"People say that it is handed down by the ancestors, and the houses built all of them are rare."

Yang Wenhua took Yang Gui through the courtyard and corridor, and before entering the hall, he instructed: "Old man, this doctor has a strange temper, and if you see anything different later, don't ask nonsense, lest people be unhappy and not give you a good look." ”

Yang Gui nodded and agreed: "Well, I'll just try not to speak." ”

Because Yang Wenhua had greeted him earlier, there was no one in the hall.

Yang Wenhua led Yang Gui directly to the door of Sun Simiao's room, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun open the door." ”

Sun Simiao opened the door, looked at Yang Gui, and said to Yang Wenhua: "Mr. Yang brought the patient, please come in." ”

Yang Gui looked at Sun Simiao dressed as an ancient, and his accent was different, although he was surprised, but with Yang Wenhua's earlier instructions, he didn't show anything, let alone ask, just with some curiosity, he followed Yang Wenhua into the room.

Sun Simiao carefully inquired about Yang Gui's condition and all the symptoms of these, and then checked Yang Gui's pulse, pondered for a while, and began to write prescriptions.

"Take it for five days to see the effect, and then come back to check it carefully after five days, and then decide on the addition or subtraction of the prescription."

Yang Wenhua took the prescription and looked at it, there was ginseng purchased online by himself, even if it was a preliminary medication, the amount of ginseng was not small.

Seeing that Sun Simiao seemed to have something to say to himself, Yang Wenhua turned back to Yang Gui and said, "Old man, you wait outside for a while, I'll talk to Mr. Sun for a while, and I'll come out immediately." ”

"Oh, okay."

Yang Gui agreed, and said to Sun Simiao: "Trouble Doctor Sun." ”

"You're welcome." Sun Simiao replied with a smile.

Waiting for Yang Gui to go out, Yang Wenhua closed the door, turned around and asked, "Mr. Sun, how is my father's condition?"

Sun Simiao pondered for a moment and said: "Ling Zun's condition is a little difficult to handle, he should have encountered a famine when he was a child, which caused the spleen and stomach to weaken, and then was invaded by cold and dampness into the internal organs, and finally it was not cured for a long time, so that his vitality was greatly damaged.

Now it is not only necessary to be cured, the most important thing is to replenish the vitality, and the ginseng you brought is not very effective, and it is okay for recuperation.

If you want to replenish the vitality of Lingzun, you must find a substitute with medicinal power that is better than the mountain ginseng you brought, a hundred times and a thousand times the medicinal power. And. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Simiao paused, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and continued: "Moreover, Ling Zun is old after all, and if the damage caused before is not made up as soon as possible, it will be counted."

Even if I can continue to recuperate, I'm afraid there won't be much time. ”

"Don't have much time?"

Seeing that Sun Simiao nodded as if confirmed, Yang Wenhua felt irritable for a while, and asked with a somewhat hideous face: "There is not much time, how much time is it?"

"If you take care of it properly, it may be a year, it may be two years, but it will never exceed three years, or even, it may be a few months."

"A year?, maybe a few months?"

Sun Simiao's words directly made Yang Wenhua's heart sink to the bottom.

Although people in the early Tang Dynasty were also eating ginseng, it was just like red dates, soaked in water to drink, which was just a dispensable snack, not even a commonly used medicine, let alone intentional collection and preservation.

Even in Sun Simiao's medical books decades later, only a small number of prescriptions used ginseng.

There is definitely no hope for buying in the short term.

With the traffic conditions of this era, it takes at least a few months to go back and forth to Liaodong, the origin of ginseng.

Needless to say, the search for ginseng depends entirely on luck, even if the mountains and forests in the northeast are dense in this era, and the environmental protection is excellent, but the century-old ginseng is not so easy to find.

Raising his sleeves and wiping them horizontally over his eyes, Yang Wenhua said to Sun Simiao: "Trouble Mr. Sun, I'm going to take the old man away for a while, so I won't disturb Mr. Sun's rest." ”

When he came out of the hall outside, Yang Gui greeted him, looked at Yang Wenhua and asked, "What's wrong with you, why are your eyes red?"

Yang Wenhua bit his lip, pulled out a smile and said, "Oh, nothing, this is happy, Dr. Sun said that you are fine, just take care of yourself." ”

"Oh."

Yang Gui nodded, was silent for a moment, and said, "Baby, I want to go back." ”

"Oh, okay, let's go back and rest."

Yang Wenhua cheered up, tossed Yang Gui for more than an hour, and returned to his modern home.

"Old man, whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Yang Gui thought for a while and said, "I'm really a little hungry, let's boil two boiling eggs, put some sugar down, I want to eat something sweet." ”

"Okay, you wait a while, it'll be cooked in a while."

After serving Yang Gui and eating boiling eggs, and then falling asleep to rest, Yang Wenhua went back to his room and took out Cui Yuan's jade pendant.

Now it is imperative to think of a way to do it in modern times.

It is impossible to spend money to buy hundred-year-old ginseng, there are a lot more rich people than Yang Wenhua, but how much can Bailao ginseng survive?