The next day, everything was ready, only the machetes were missing.

Nan Jin guarded the small clinic as always, and An An was still full of enthusiasm to report early, and specially memorized the first page of "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" to Nan Jin, and Nan Jin naturally praised and praised. At this age, there are not many people who can be so qualitative without supervision.

Today, she plans to teach An An how to make mugwort.

Ai Ye is not unfamiliar with this kind of thing, An An is no stranger. Every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, the people in the village have to pick and insert it in front of the door, and they also have to wrap zongzi to eat. There are also such as this time of summer, when there are many mosquitoes at night, and they will be lit and smoked.

With the step of drying mugwort leaves, Nan Jin doesn't need to teach An'an, which is the same as drying grain. Put it in the sun and steam it dry. However, the mugwort leaves used to make mugwort wool should be dried repeatedly.

"An An, do you know how to use a stone mortar?" Nan Jin took out two stone mortars and two wooden hammers.

"Master, I will do this, my mother taught me to use this to mash the garlic." An An replied confidently.

"Then An An is great! Will it be right to tan Ai Ye An'an? ”

"Of course." How could such a simple thing be difficult, An An thought silently.

"Then let's get straight to it."

Nan Jin took out a large bag of dried mugwort leaves from the warehouse.

"Today, our task is to learn how to make coarse mugwort."

"First of all, we take out some mugwort leaves, put them in a stone mortar, and then pound the pestle with a wooden hammer until it looks like this." Nan Jin took out mugwort for comparison.

"It's amazing that leaves can be turned into something as soft as cotton." An An pinched the moxa velvet, a little happy.

"Master, can the hard thing in the middle of this leaf also become like this?"

"No, An'an. We're going to pick up the dust and the magazines like this after smashing. ”

"That's right." An An thought that hard things could also be used, but I didn't expect it to work.

After speaking, An An took a small wooden hammer and smashed it like the master. To be honest, it feels pretty easy. It's just that why don't you see the fluffy and thin thing? Looking up and seeing that the master was still pounding there, An An had no choice but to calm down and pound it.

An An was really naïve, thinking that it would be fine in a while. In fact, it takes thousands of pounds to make mugwort by hand. Normally, if you make this thing by hand, Nan Jin will ask two strong laborers to make it with a large wooden hammer and a large stone mortar.

Learning is a fun process, though. If you don't try, it's just a sentence in the book. A year or two, you may forget. Even if you don't forget, you don't understand how the leaves turn into fluff.

When Nan Jin first studied, she majored in traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine are inseparable, but modern specialization is serious, and they are divided into two specialties.

In normal times, Nan Jin has no chance to take the concoction class in college. Nan Jin's botanical edge is not very good, and she has no talent for An An. At the beginning, there were many plants, and Nan Jin couldn't tell them apart. What sawtooth, leaf, leaf, etc., always make Nan Jin dizzy.

However, Nan Jin does like Chinese medicine and nature. Therefore, she gradually became a frequent visitor in the mountains and forests. One person collects medicine, one person makes medicine, and he is happy and gains knowledge. The tree hole is in that mountain, and Nan Jin will have a chance to come here.

If she can go back in the future, it will be her chance to live here for a long time.

She was grateful and grateful.

The two of them pounded the mugwort leaves one by one, and there was a feeling that the years were quiet.

However, it was interrupted by one person.

"Doctor, I heard that you are very good at seeing a doctor, quickly show me what kind of disease I have." The person who came was a middle-aged farmer, Nan Jin didn't know him, probably not from this village.

I saw that he was wrapped in a thick black cotton jacket, and he could smell the smell of sweat from a long distance. Outside the door, there were villagers who followed the good deeds, pointing and talking.

"This man can't have a problem with his brain, right? This big summer, wear so thick! ”

"But isn't it, I've followed him since he entered the village, I'm afraid that if he doesn't watch it, he will follow anyone in our village." This person is not a lot of things, last year there was indeed a fool in the village, who ran to the unripe bud rice field to break the bud rice, break one and take a bite, probably think it is not delicious and throw it away. That's it, he continued. If you don't see him as a fool, you'll have to beat him.

"Indeed, we'll have to watch. This is also in Dr. Nanjin's clinic, let's not go in and take a look. ”

"Don't be, in case people are seeing a doctor, let's go in and scare others again, and when we spread it, we think we are unreasonable, don't ruin the reputation of our Tianshan Village."

"yes, let's talk about it. The smell of sweat on his body can be smelled from afar. ”

Everyone was talking outside, and Nan Jin in the room didn't know all this.

However, she knew that this man was not a fool, he was a miserable person who had been plagued by illness for a long time.

Even though the smell on his body was unbearable, Nan Jin did not show a trace of embarrassment. Just like a normal patient.

This made An An, who was standing on the side and secretly covering his mouth and nose, very impressed, and secretly let go of his hand again. Nan Jin glanced at it, and was a little relieved that An An might be able to become a good doctor. At least, she has a heart for love.

How could Nan Jin show disgust towards the patient? She felt sad and sympathetic for the patient who had endured so much pain, both physically and psychologically, but she could not have disgusted or disgusted alone.

He is from the village on the other side of the mountain, and it was originally just a small cold, but after the village healed, not only did it not get better, but it became more and more serious. As a result, he now catches a cold when he is exposed to the wind, and he is wrapped in a big cotton jacket in the summer, can he not know that this is weird? But he couldn't help it, smelling the strange smell on his body, sometimes he was desperate.

This person is weak in righteousness, after Nan Jin's careful inquiry, he often had diarrhea before he caught a cold for the first time, and looked at the prescription that the doctor prescribed for him at that time, Nan Jin understood.

Fang Zi is right, but he used the wrong proof.

Although he seemed to have a cold on the surface, the doctor gave him a lot of cold medicine. But in fact, he caught a cold because of a weak spleen and stomach. As soon as you take cold medicine, the weaker your spleen and stomach are, the weaker your righteous qi becomes, and the worse your condition will be.

Nan Jin prescribed him a dose of Li Dongyuan's "Clearing Summer and Nourishing Qi Soup", hoping that he would get better as soon as possible and return to a normal life.

"Uncle, don't worry! The disease will definitely be cured, and after taking this medicine, the disease will definitely be cured. Seeing that the uncle was a little desperate, Nan Jin tried his best to encourage and comfort him.

If the patient gives up hope and does not follow the doctor's instructions, even if Nan Jin has the ability to reach the sky, there is nothing he can do, not to mention that Nan Jin does not.

Nan Jin chatted with his uncle for a long time, and explained to him the mechanism of the disease in easy-to-understand colloquialisms as much as possible, so that he could have confidence.

When he was about to leave to pay, the uncle was probably shy in his pocket, leaving a lot of mountain fruits and grains, and Nan Jin was naturally willing to solve this good fate.

The medical policy of Da Nanguo is very good, and the people in the village do not need to spend money on medicine for treatment. You have to go somewhere else, you need to spend it.

"Master, you are so powerful!" An An looked at Nan Jin with bright eyes, she would also be such a powerful doctor in the future, so as not to see the wrong doctor like the doctor in their village.

"Okay, it's sweet for you. Go and see what is in it, wash it and eat it! Nan Jin touched An An's head and smiled, how could she not know this little girl's thoughts, she came so early every day. If she really didn't leave, it wouldn't hurt to take her in.

"Hmm!"

"Wow! There are mulberries, and this pine nut ......" An An pulled and ate a lot of balabala, which provoked Nan Jin to pull with her.

The good times always fly by, and dusk is coming again.