Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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He Changzheng was anxious after hearing what his father said. "Dad, why didn't you tell me about this before?"
Chief He smiled and shook his head. "What's the point of telling you? You're not a doctor. It's just adding to your troubles."
Song Yun took Commander He's pulse and asked about his condition after taking the medicine in the past few days, as well as his diet and bowel movements, and recorded them one by one.
"Your severe stomach inflammation has eased a lot, but you still need to continue to recuperate for a while. Continue to eat the medicated diet for a month, and take the medicine for another half a month. From now on, you must eat on time and never let your stomach go hungry. It is best to eat less oily, spicy, raw, or cold foods. The stomach needs care, especially after severe trauma."
Chief He nodded, "I've remembered it all. After this incident, I'll definitely be more careful next time."
Song Yun said, "Our health is the lifeblood of the revolution. If it breaks down, what else can we talk about?"
Chief He laughed and said, "You're right. I will definitely not do it again."
Song Yun slightly adjusted the prescription to make it milder, helping to nourish the stomach in the long term and without any side effects even after long-term use.
After handing the prescription to He Changzheng, Song Yun said to Commander He, "I made a kind of calming incense for my grandmother. She always has trouble sleeping at night. She's been using it lately and it seems to help her sleep better. If you want to try it, please ask Comrade He to bring a few sticks to my house for you to try."
Chief He's eyes lit up. "Of course I'll try it. I'll have Chang Zheng go back to your house and get it. This tranquilizing incense must be very expensive. I'll have Chang Zheng give it to you along with the consultation fee for this visit."
Song Yun smiled and said, "Forget the consultation fee. When I came in just now, I saw some flowers and plants planted in your yard. I like one of them. Can I use that to pay the consultation fee?"
Just when she got off the car, she noticed some flower pots in the corner of the yard. One of them was very special. It looked very much like a rare medicinal herb she had seen in ancient medical books. In later generations, this kind of medicinal herb had long been extinct and could only be seen in pictures. She didn't expect to see it alive here.
When Chief He heard this, he glanced at his son and then laughed out loud. "I didn't expect that Xiao Song is such a flower lover. Hey, there are so many flowers in my yard. You can pick whatever you like."
Song Yun was not a greedy person, so she only took the pot of ice bamboo that she wanted.
Ice bamboo is different from ordinary flowers and plants. Its stems are as straight as bamboo, and its whole body is emerald blue, giving it a sense of ice, hence the name ice bamboo. It is actually not a bamboo plant, but just looks similar.
The stems, leaves, flowers and roots of ice bamboo can all be used as medicine. Each part has different medicinal properties and is rarely seen in prescriptions because ice bamboo was extremely rare even in ancient times.
In the prescription book I found in the makeup box, there's one with Bingzhu as the main ingredient, called Mingxin Formula. It treats mental illnesses such as a scattered mind, unclear consciousness, and delirium, and is extremely effective. Of course, that's just what the book says. As for the true effectiveness of Mingxin Formula, we need to first publish it and then find someone with the right condition to take it before we can truly understand its effectiveness.
When Commander He saw that Song Yun was holding the same flower plate that He Changzheng loved the most, he couldn't help but smile. "These flowers were all planted by Changzheng, and he was the one who took care of them all the time. He was very careful, even more careful than he was with me. The one you're holding is also his favorite."
Song Yun felt a little uncomfortable and asked He Changzheng, "Can I take this basin?"
Although He Changzheng felt a pang of pain, he still nodded generously, "Okay. But I want to ask, why do you want this one pot alone? Don't you girls like roses, roses, lilies, etc.?"
Song Yun did not hide it from him, "This is Bingzhu, a very rare and precious herb. I have seen it in medical books, but this is the first time I have seen real Bingzhu. I was so eager to get it. I hope Comrade He will not blame me."
When He Changzheng heard this reason, he suddenly felt less painful.
"If it's a medicinal herb, then it's naturally more useful to you. It would be a waste to keep it with me. Why don't you see if I have any more herbs here? You can take them."