Chapter 237

The next second, Wen Jing frowned, hurriedly grabbed the water cup on the table, and drank several salivas in a row to remove the bitterness in his mouth.

Jiang Chan slowly filled the porcelain bottle with pills. Only 66 pills were produced, that is, the weight of two months. She doesn't buy many herbs. Wait until these are finished.

"Where is the medicine not bitter?" Ginger cicada collected the sixty, and the remaining six had been Huohuo Huo by Wenjing. The remaining five ginger cicadas pushed in front of Wenjing: "how many points do you have left? It's very good to keep your body."

One second before Wen Jing, she was painstakingly crying in her eyes, but she didn't stop at all. She carefully grabbed the pill. No matter what effect it had, she also paid a lot of labor, which is also memorable.

"You can take one when you are tired to refresh your mind." Jiang Chan's words are concise and comprehensive, regardless of the doubts of Yang Liuqing. There are so many secrets about her that there is no time to explain them bit by bit?

Jiang Chan believes that if you really treat her as a friend, you should know something. Don't ask. Just put it in your heart.

Yang Liuqing blinked and suddenly ordered two Mai Lishu on the table. "Little cicada, would you please prepare a small porcelain vase next time? We have no place to collect it if you give it to us like this, don't we?"

Yu Jie also nodded, and Jiang Chan smiled: "I'll take it for you first and do it for you next time. If you need it, tell me, but you can provide the materials yourself."

Wen Jing put her arms around Jiang Chan's shoulder: "that's necessary. You can't do white work, can you? But little Chan, you still have this skill. Not everyone can make this pill?"

She smiled and approached Jiang Chan, "can you feel your pulse? Can you see, smell and ask in traditional Chinese medicine?"

Jiang Chan looked up and looked at Wenjing's face: "I've stayed up late recently, and the food is too greasy. Look at those pimples on your face?"

Her fingers brushed on her quiet wrist, that is, a few seconds, "isn't her right leg very good? It hurts when it comes to cloudy and rainy weather?"

With her words, Wen Jing's eyes widened. She never said anything bad about her right leg in the dormitory. How did Jiang Chan know? Is it just by feeling the pulse? Is that too mysterious?

"You are so divine. My right leg has been cold before. The temperature is a little lower or a little cooler. It hurts very much. I have seen many doctors before and after. At that time, it was relieved. Should it hurt or hurt in the back?"

Wen Jing frowned: "my mother has taken me to see many old traditional Chinese medicine over the years. Almost all of them can get the pulse out, but it's really troublesome to cure it. I have to insist on doing it, but I'm a student. Where can I have so much time?"

Jiang Chan knocked on the table: "you're OK. You can cure it. You have to stick to it for a while. I'll write you a prescription. You catch the medicine and soak your feet every night. When I'm free, I'll make you some proprietary Chinese medicine."

Wen Jing's eyes lit up immediately: "seriously? Can you really cure little cicada?"

Jiang Chan said solemnly, "of course, if I'm not sure, I won't talk nonsense. You can basically raise yourself in and out of the house in a month."

Wenjing hugged Jiang Chan, "that's really great. Give me a try?"

Jiang Chan spread her hands: "even if I try now, I don't have medicinal materials on my hands. In this way, after this thorough examination, don't I have a two-class rest? Let's buy medicinal materials at that time."

Wen Jing nodded immediately. Yang Liuqing, who was always whirring and whirring, had some expectations: "little cicada, you can see the problem of elder sister. Can you help me and Yu Jie see it?"

Jiang Chan looked at Yang Liuqing's cheek: "from my point of view, you have acne on your chin, which is a very obvious symptom of irregular menstruation. Is it irregular when you come to your period?"

Yang Liuqing is a little embarrassed. Obviously, when it comes to these private topics, even the re open girls are inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Yes, I've been on my holiday since I was 14. The first two years were quite normal. Basically, it was five days a month. The time was quite regular. Since the third day of junior high school, it was suddenly abnormal."

"My current period usually ends in three days. Either there are not many, or they are all black blood clots. Basically, I can't feel pain every time I come, little cicada. Am I seriously ill?"

Yang Liuqing is also worried. Who doesn't cherish life? Now her period is so abnormal that she is worried.

Yu Jie saw that Yang Liuqing's tears were about to come out, and hurriedly patted Yang Liuqing on the back: "well, don't worry, the little cicada is so powerful, and the eldest sister's right leg is bad. She touched it out. Just relax."

Jiang Chan put her finger on Yang Liuqing's pulse and remained silent for about a minute: "is your mother similar to you?"

Yang Liuqing nodded, and Jiang Chan continued, "your problem is not light, but it is not heavy. You are young now. It's OK to take care of yourself. You are born with wind, which is brought from the mother."

"Moreover, the dampness and cold in your body are very serious, and the circulation of Qi and blood is not smooth, which will naturally lead to dysmenorrhea."

"As for your first two years of regular holidays, you are in disorder after the third day of junior high school. Most of the reasons are due to academic pressure. Relax and don't have so much pressure. I'll prepare you with some traditional Chinese medicine and make you Chinese patent medicine. You can eat it for a month first."

"Your mother's side," Jiang Chan knocked on the table, "let your mother have time to do a gynecological examination. If you have a constitution like you, it's easy to have problems in gynecology in the future, and you're likely to suffer from hysteromyoma."

Looking at Yang Liuqing's worried face, Jiang Chan comforted her: "it's okay. You're ok now. I'll give you medicine first. If you can regulate, don't be afraid."

I showed it to several people in the bedroom. Yu Jie, who looked weak, was the healthiest. At least there was no sub-health or other problems, which made Wenjing and Yang Liuqing jealous.

Seeing that Yang Liuqing was still a little uneasy, Jiang Chan pushed a small porcelain vase to her: "at present, you should take this first. After the thorough examination, the Chinese patent medicine I prepared for you came out, and then take that instead."

Yang Liuqing took the small porcelain bottle and blinked: "what effect does this have?"

"This is a big tonic pill. I specially made it to regulate my body. Although you look strong, it's actually very weak inside. Take this tonic to replenish qi and blood these days, and change it after the medicine is ready."

Seeing Wenjing looking at herself eagerly, Jiang Chan frowned: "this is not suitable for you. You are too busy with internal fire, just like a burning little sun."