Chapter 118

Hearing what Zhong Chun said about reward, song Xijiao grabbed him quickly, and he laughed awkwardly at lingziqing: "don't listen to him nonsense, master Ling. You don't have to be so anxious. It's important to take care of your health."

Ling Ziqing looked at her, and her eyes seemed lonely. She said with a smile: "time is running out. It's better to be quick. I don't want to leave any regrets."

Hearing this, Zhong Chun was silent.

They left, turned around, and just walked a few steps, Ling Ziqing's suppressed cough came from behind, from weak to strong to tearing heart and lung.

Zhongchun just want to look back, was song Xijiao pulled a: "don't look, he held up for so long, just don't want others to see."

Zhong Chun was silent and frowned for a long time: "is he really so sick? I think he looks good. "

Song Xijiao sighed: "every time I am there, he will try his best to hold back. He looks as if nothing happened. But as soon as I turn around, he will..."

Said, can't help but some sad head down, even if Ling Ziqing did not help her, just looking at such a gorgeous man soon to die, also inevitably sigh.

When he was about to get home, Zhong Chun suddenly took song Xijiao's hand, fixed his eyes on her and said, "I can allow you to help him, but you should be careful. If I find out, you dare..."

Before he finished, song Xijiao bit his lip and said angrily, "when are you going to be jealous?"

Zhongchun was stunned. His cheek was suspicious for a moment. Then he turned around and said coldly: "jealous? You're too sentimental

"Yes

Song Xijiao is funny. Seeing that he is deliberately sticking his face, he goes to poke his cheek. Zhong Chun dodges. Song Xijiao goes around and pokes at him again. Soon, they become a group.

These days, it is rare that both of them are at home, and there is no urgent matter to deal with, so we have more time to get along with each other.

Song Xijiao not only delivers food to Ling Ziqing every day, but also studies prescriptions. He practices calligraphy with Zhong Chun at home. He frowns and endures the pain of his wound while practicing martial arts. From time to time, he mixes a few words. Life goes slowly and leisurely, which is simple, simple and sweet.

At noon that day, song Xijiao went to the mountain to find Hao Langzhong. I don't know if Hao Langzhong doesn't want to let her "female" disciple enter the school, or she is obsessed with prescriptions. She can't help but care nothing else. She has been a teacher for some time, and song Xijiao hasn't officially worshipped her ancestor.

When she arrived at the bamboo hall, Hao Lang Zhong was looking at the prescriptions again. Song Xijiao went to find the green moss. Green moss is sitting on the small machine grinding powder, see her come, first give her a bottle of gold wound medicine: "this bottle of medicine for wound healing, sister, you take back to try."

Seeing that green moss was still thinking about Zhong Chun's injury, he sat on one side and helped him grind the powder while learning the properties of these powders.

Speaking of it, song Xijiao has some understanding of medical skills, but in a few days, he has been able to remember hundreds of herbs clearly.

Only the treatment of tuberculosis, there is no clue.

After grinding the medicine, song Xijiao sat on the doorstep, basking in the sun while studying the former prescription for the treatment of tuberculosis. She found that these prescriptions are basically the same, only one or two health preserving herbs are different.

These health preserving herbs have similar functions, just to nourish the body. The reason why they are different is that each doctor creates a feeling that this is my exclusive secret recipe in order to highlight their own uniqueness.

Song Xijiao is very disappointed, very disappointed!

All of a sudden, she remembered that there was a prescription in her prescription, which was quite similar to that of tuberculosis. Only three herbs were different. A light flashed in her brain. She rushed into Hao Lang's room.

"Master!"

Hao Lang was twirling his beard to read the prescription. He was startled by her fiery appearance. He was dissatisfied and said, "what's the matter?"

"Master!" Song Xijiao excitedly took the prescription, opened a page and pointed it out to Hao Lang Zhong, "is this prescription for tuberculosis?"

Hao Lang didn't see the page yet. After listening to her, he looked at it carefully and said, "in principle, it's like treating tuberculosis. However, there are less Dangshen and Chuanbei in this prescription, but there are more Shenqu, pinellia and ophiopogon. I don't know what the purpose is."

"Master, dangshen and Chuanbei are used to relieve cough, but although they can relieve cough, they are very strong in nature and may stimulate the injured spleen and lung. Shenqu is made of Polygonum hydropiper, Artemisia annua, almond mud, adzuki bean and fresh Xanthium sibiricum. It can strengthen the spleen and lung, but it is good for the patients with tuberculosis."

Hao Lang Zhong was also lost in thought when he heard what she said.

This prescription is very different from the one he has seen before for the treatment of tuberculosis. Even if song Xijiao is reasonable, he does not dare to bite off it. After all, drugs are three parts poisonous. Even if only one kind of medicinal material is not the right amount in each medicine, it may change from good medicine to poison.

Song Xijiao's eyes were shining: "Pinellia is a wonderful medicine! On the surface, it seems to be for the treatment of phlegm headache, chest and epigastric distension, but in fact, Banxia is still the drug introduction of Shenqu, which can make Shenqu play its greatest effect Master, I succeeded! I found itHao Lang Zhong could not help laughing at her excitement.

It is said that doctors are benevolent, like song Xijiao, who helps patients find a prescription and is more happy than getting rich may become a Hao Lang Zhong.

After finding the prescription, song Xijiao didn't want to delay for a moment, so she went to the pharmacy to prescribe the medicine and went to see Ling Ziqing.

She first went to the yard under construction, found that he was not there, and went to Ling Fu. The porter brought her in, all the way to the backyard wing room, but was stopped by the breeze.

Is Qingfeng saying: "Miss Song, you are not allowed to go in. This morning, our young master went to select wood for you. Half way through the selection, he coughed up blood. After coming back, the young master coughed and fell asleep. He can't have a good rest these days. Please do me a favor and let him sleep a little more. "

Song Xijiao nodded and said, "OK, let him sleep more. Qingfeng, where are you all decocting? I'm going to make medicine for Mr. Ling. "

"Decoction?"

Qingfeng brings song Xijiao to the small pharmacy, where there are various medicines and supplements. Two women are decocting the medicine. Song Xijiao squatted down, lit a small stove and began to decoct the medicine.

Moss said that in addition to dispensing and dispensing, the most important thing is to decoct the medicine. Before decocting, soak in warm water for a quarter of an hour to volatilize the ingredients of the medicine, and then open fire to boil. In the process of cooking, it is necessary to control the temperature and water volume at any time, otherwise it is easy to affect the drug properties

about an hour later, song Xijiao was fumigated by the medicine, and she was sitting at the door panting. Before meeting, she had a pair of spotless green horn cloud boots.

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