Chapter 53: Trying the Medicine
"Ten grams of Sumu, five grams of grass, fifteen grams of grass......"
Wang Weiwei wrote down the recipe that Yun Zhongjing found from the book on a piece of paper, and at this moment Yun Zhongjing was lying on a makeshift wooden bed, turning sideways and reading the medical book with difficulty.
"Doctor Yun, is this Caowu?" Wang Weiwei picked up a black curly leaf from the herb, Yun Zhongjing raised his eyelids with difficulty, looked in the direction of Wang Weiwei's hand, and nodded slightly.
After half an hour, Wang Weiwei finally grasped the recipe of the eight flavored medicinal materials, came to the stove, introduced all the medicinal materials into the porcelain pot, added water, and boiled for an hour on medium heat.
When boiling medicine, you can't let the smoke enter the medicine, Yun Zhongjing said that this weakens the medicinal properties of Chinese medicine, and Wang Weiwei holds a puff fan on one side and carefully fanned the fire.
Finally, when the medicine was ready, Wang Weiwei took the porcelain pot with a cloth towel and poured the medicine into the bowl.
The boiled medicine is light red, the overall look is very transparent, the color is very good, and the smell is a little fragrant, it should be the fragrance of sumac.
Wang Weiwei cut the medicine to Yun Zhongjing's wooden bed, Yun Zhongjing weakly threw away the book in his hand, his eyes were almost completely blind, and after a day or two, he couldn't prepare a recipe for detoxification, and Yun Zhongjing couldn't do anything.
So in the past few days, Wang Weiwei and Yun Zhongjing have boiled thirty or forty middle Chinese medicines day and night, plus Wang Weiwei's original Chinese medicine that was boiled by hand, and the residue was piled up in all corners of the room.
The formula for detoxification has written five flavors of medicinal materials, which are all Yun Zhongjing drank dozens of bowls of traditional Chinese medicine, and according to his own reaction, he selected the medicinal materials that restrained the virus, and finally selected these five flavors among the hundreds of flavored medicinal materials.
During this period, Yun Zhongjing also jokingly said that his value of virus infection, otherwise he might not be able to dispense the antidote in just a few days, but he didn't know if his body insisted on getting the prescription out of the moment.
This joke is not funny at all, Wang Weiwei can only do his best to help Yun Zhongjing, when Wang Weiwei goes back at sunset, he will take a few pairs of medicinal herbs, and bring them the next day after boiling them at night.
These are not difficult things for Wang Weiwei, the most difficult thing is to do everything possible to hide Yun Qing and them, because Yun Zhongjing's illness is getting worse day by day, and now he can't even get off the wooden bed, and he can still disguise his normal voice to fool the past two days ago, but now he has to work hard to speak, Yun Qing also understands medical skills, and she must not be able to hear Yun Zhongjing's voice of lack of qi anymore.
So in the past two days, Wang was the only one performing alone, and all kinds of reasons were made up, but I was afraid that he would not be able to hide it in a few days.
And every time Wang Weiwei is full, his heart is full of guilt, normally Yun Zhongjing's illness will not be serious so quickly, but Yun Zhongjing has to constantly test drugs every day, and his body has to bear the reactions of various drugs.
If the antidote can't be prepared, Yunzhongjing's fate is at stake, and if the accident really happens, Wang Weiwei doesn't know how to face Yunqing and them.
Yun Zhongjing said that the prescription was about to be dispensed, and Wang Weiwei didn't know how to use medicine, so he didn't know if he was comforting himself or if he was really as he said, but the only person Wang could trust now was him.
"Give me the medicine." Hesitating and weak, Yun Zhongjing became more and more strenuous to drink the medicine, and every time he drank the medicine, he was very tired and wanted to gasp, but because of the original intention of his bloated body, he couldn't breathe, and he was very uncomfortable.
"Doctor Yun, I'm cold with the medicine, and there are straws made of bamboo." Wang Wei can't go to help Yun Zhongjing, Yun Zhongjing is still incomplete, and if he touches it a little hard, his body will leave a concave pit.
"Hmm." Yun Zhongjing inhaled hard, and the medicine went down the straw into his mouth, without taking a sip of medicine, Yun Zhongjing had to rest for a while, half a bowl of medicine, and ordinary people drank it in three or four sips, Yun Zhongjing drank it for about ten minutes.
"Doctor Yun, how are you feeling?" Wang Weiwei put down the medicine bowl and came to the wooden bed and looked at the cloud scene with concern.
"Feel a little better, I'll read you another prescription, you write it down."
"Doctor Yun, why don't you stop here today."
"It's okay, my body can still hold it, if it takes another night, I don't know if I can hold it up."
Wang is the only one who can only listen to Yun Zhongjing, although his health is very poor and he needs to rest, but unfortunately they have no time to rest, and this virus is not effective when resting, but the longer the time drags on, the more serious the condition will become.
Write down a prescription again, Wang Weiwei grabbed the medicine and began to stay up late, this time the medicine needs to be boiled for a longer time, Wang Weiwei was not idle, after the fire of the stove stabilized, Wang Weiwei picked up the pen, Yun Zhongjing said a sentence, she recorded a sentence.
"The strength has rebounded, the dantian is like fire, and there are ...... Ahem" Yun Zhongjing didn't say a few words, and suddenly began to cough, and a mouthful of dirty blood gushed out of his mouth.
"Doctor Yun." Wang Wei ran forward in a hurry.
"Don't come here, don't touch this blood, this is normal, I just prescribed a few blood-invigorating medicines, and the physical congestion will be spit out after dredging, you don't have to be nervous."
Can you not be nervous, after Yun Zhongjing tried the medicine, he either vomited something in his stomach or vomited blood.
"Wang Er, if I really die, give Qing'er the prescription that has not been dispensed, and tell her that Qing'er must complete the prescription, which is related to the lives of two or three hundred villagers, and I have nothing extra to leave for her, as a doctor, it is my duty to treat diseases and save people, and life and death are normal."
"Didn't you say it's okay?" Wang Weiwei's eyes were ruddy and he said.
"The medicine is fine, but my body may not last for a few days."
"Or I'll call Yun Qing." Wang Wei was a little afraid that Yun Qing wouldn't even be able to see the last side of Yun Zhongjing.
"No, you can continue to boil the medicine." After Yun Zhongjing finished speaking, he completely closed his eyes, lying flat as if he was sleeping, he was really tired.
Wang Weiwei returned to the stove and continued to boil the medicine, his heart was a little chaotic, and he began to think nonsense, if something really happened to Yun Zhongjing, how should Wang Weiwei open his mouth to tell Yun Qing about it, maybe Yun Qing would be cruel to her for the rest of her life.
Time passed very slowly, and after a while, Wang Wei involuntarily glanced at the person lying on the wooden bed, and saw that he was breathing steadily, and he was a little relieved.
The medicine is good again, and there is less than an hour before the sun goes down at this moment, Wang Weiwei hurried to grab the medicine and boil the medicine by himself, and in the last few hours, the medicine on the prescription changed from five flavors to eight flavors.
With two or three pairs of medicinal herbs, Wang Wei walked out of the room, and did not meet anyone when he went out of the courtyard, Wang Wei walked back home quickly, and met Yun Qing at the familiar street, one or two times before should have been a chance encounter, this time Wang Wei was sure that Yun Qing was definitely waiting for her here deliberately.