Irritating his throat with chicken feathers and feeding him alcohol was just a way to cleanse his stomach and remove toxins.

The evil qi enters the body, and the filth in the stomach is also a part of aggravating his physical weakness, if the filth is not cleaned up, the follow-up treatment will not be able to be carried out.

Fortunately, although this plague is tricky, it is not without a cure, after removing the filth, it can be cured by eating the Lianhua Qingwen pills made of forsythia, honeysuckle, ephedra, fried bitter almonds, gypsum, banlan root, Mianma Guanzhong, Houttuynia cordata, patchouli, rhubarb, rhodiola rosea, menthol, and licorice.

After the filth was removed, the man woke up slowly, he lifted his eyelids with difficulty, and the sunlight shone on the girl's side face, like the reincarnation of a goddess.

He hung his head and muttered, "Am I dead?" The fairy world, the goddess, it turns out that the goddess of the fairy world looks like this, this is the heavenly court? But why is it the same as the rest of the world? ”

"You're not dead, this isn't Heavenly Court, it's still in Shaoxian City." The clear voice sounded in his ears, and he followed the sound, and saw a young man who was holding himself.

Juvenile? Girlish? He propped himself up, looked left and right, and then his pupils dilated, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead." ”

Jiang Zhimiao was also relieved to see that he had finally come back to his senses, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with a smile: "Of course you are not dead, but the plague on your body has not been completely cured, and you still need to cooperate with the pill to treat it for a period of time to be completely cured." ”

After the words fell, he continued: "From now until you are completely cured, you must not eat every day, you can only drink a small amount of alcohol, and you can eat and drink normally only after you are completely healed. ”

The man looked at the girl who was talking with a confused face, and nodded like pounding rice, it would be good if it could be cured, it would be good if it could be cured, and if it could be cured, it would mean that he could still live, and he didn't want to die if he was alive.

"Thank you girl for coming to the rescue, I, I thought I would die this time, but I didn't expect my Sun Wenshan to have a blessed day, it seems that God won't accept me, hahaha, cough cough."

Jiang Zhimiao couldn't suppress the joy when he saw his sick face, frowned, and reminded: "You have just woken up, you shouldn't be too excited, lie down first, and I'll go to the hospital to buy medicine." ”

Hearing this, Sun Wenshan hurriedly broke away from the support of the people behind him, staggered to the ground, looked at the girl with his eyes, and said excitedly: "Girl, my illness will trouble the girl, the girl can rest assured, I will cover all the expenses caused by this treatment, and I will not let the girl contribute in vain." ”

Jiang Zhimiao bowed slightly, and then his eyes wandered away from the street again, and what caught his eye was an old man with slightly frosty sideburns hurriedly running over with a medicine box.

Behind him, there was also a slightly immature apprentice, who was busy following the old man.

I have to say that their equipment is much more professional than Jiang Zhimiao's and the others, with white toves covering their noses, special gloves for doctors, and medicine boxes with all their needs, all of which are better than their rags.

"Who's got the plague? The old man is the sitting physician of the Rejuvenation Hall, so someone went to the Rejuvenation Hall to report that someone had the plague, this is the person who has the plague? The old man ran out of breath, and after standing still, he looked down and said non-stop in his mouth.

Huichun Hall is some distance from here, and after he got the news, he hurriedly rushed over, who would have expected to see the man lying on the ground with his eyes closed, he was, a step too late?

If it weren't for the riot just now, maybe he could be one step faster, if he came first, maybe he could save the man's life, thinking of this, the old man felt infinite sorrow in his heart.

"Sir, this man is not dead, his chest is still heaving, his snort is constant, he is not dead." The apprentice on the side hurriedly reminded.

The old man immediately sobered up when he heard this, and hurriedly squatted up and started to check the man's condition, his pupils were not dilated, his heartbeat was still there, and his snort was continuous, he was indeed not a dying person.

Seeing this, he hurriedly put his hand on his pulse, the pulse was slippery, it was a plague, but it was more gentle than the pulse of ordinary plague people, he frowned, and then looked around.

It wasn't until now that he found out that there were actually two people standing next to this man, and after looking up and down a few times, he saw that this man and woman covered their mouths and noses with strips of cloth, as well as the exposed places of their bodies.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You guys took action to treat this man's plague?" ”

Jiang Zhimiao bowed slightly, and the old man only listened to her through the cloth: "Yes, the matter is urgent, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid that this man won't be able to live." ”

It seems that he guessed correctly, it was indeed their hand, but what he didn't expect was that the person who shot was actually a woman, but he mistook it, and he thought it was the man next to her.

It is more difficult for women to study medicine than men, he has seen only dozens of female doctors in his decades of medical practice, but he is really a little surprised to see such a young woman with such superb medical skills for the first time.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, the old man asked suspiciously, "I wonder what method the girl used to suppress this man's condition?" The person who came to report the news said that the man's mouth was foaming at the mouth, which was already a symptom of the disease, and he was really puzzled, and asked the girl to solve his doubts. ”

Jiang Zhimiao saw that his eyes were staring at him intently, and he didn't hide his selfishness, so he smiled generously and said: "It's not something that can't be said, the plague is just an evil qi entering the body, and I just scratched his throat with chicken feathers, and then stimulated him to spit out all the filth in his abdomen." ”

After the words fell, he continued: "I didn't clean it thoroughly enough, I poured the liquor into his stomach again, and under the double stimulation of the liquor and chicken feathers, he was able to remove some toxins from his body, but this is just a symptom but not a cure, and if you want to heal, you need to take pills for a while." ”

After some words, the old man stroked his beard, his eyes were shining, this method is very novel, chicken feathers with spirits is really unheard of, two inconspicuous things can actually remove toxins in the abdomen is indeed a strange method.

Jiang Zhimiao saw that his eyes were shining, and he looked pensive, paused, and continued: "Also, the most important point is that before he is completely cured, the patient cannot eat and drink normally, and needs to drink a small amount of alcohol, which can sterilize, and this is also to remove toxins, and after healing, he can eat and drink normally." ”

Seeing that he kept nodding, she said again: "In fact, the principle of this method is gastric lavage, after cleaning out the filth in the stomach and intestines, the patient can return to normal, if you encounter a similar situation in the future, you can use this method." ”

From the moment the girl spoke, the light in the old man's eyes never went out, and it wasn't until she finished speaking that he reluctantly murmured, "This is a strange law." ”