After finding the medicinal materials, Chu Yue started to make Diannan Baiyao according to the prescription left by Doctor Zhou in the next few days, making part of it into ointment and part of it into medicinal oil.

The ointment is a small box that can be carried around for use at any time; the medicated oil is suitable for keeping in military dormitories and for use occasionally when needed.

Medicinal herbs of all sizes were placed in a pile, ground and pounded. It looked messy, but Chu Yue was actually well organized.

That day, Lu Yuanbao came back and smelled a strong scent of Chinese medicinal herbs as he entered the door.

Lu Yuanbao was startled and subconsciously took a step back, because when you are not used to the smell of Chinese medicinal herbs, you will find it a bit unpleasant.

"Yuanbao, you're back. Mom will be ready soon. Please wait outside." Chu Yue looked up at Lu Yuanbao and saw that he was standing outside the door without coming in. She explained, "These are all Chinese medicinal herbs. The smell is a little strong and unpleasant, but they are all good things. Please wait for a while."

Lu Yuanbao sniffed the air and got used to it after sniffing it a few times. He immediately said, "It doesn't smell bad."

He always remembered that Chu Yue had this scent, but it was lighter and sweeter on her.

Once you get used to it, you'll like it.

Lu Yuanbao walked into the house, put down his schoolbag and kettle first, then stood on tiptoe to look at the medicinal herbs in Chu Yue's hand.

He usually said like a little adult, "Mom, I'll help you with it."

"Okay." Seeing that Lu Yuanbao didn't have any discomfort, Chu Yue gave him the tools to grind the herbs and put some more herbs in. "Yuanbao, just hold here with your hands and move back and forth like this. Grind slowly and don't use too much strength."

"good!"

With Lu Yuanbao's help, Chu Yue's progress was much faster. All the bottles and jars, big and small, were ready.

The next day, Chu Yue carried all these things to the military camp to see Doctor Hao.

"Doctor Hao, here are the ointments and oils I made. There are 20 boxes of ointments and 10 bottles of oils. You can distribute them to some soldiers for use for a while. I will make a second batch after I get feedback."

Doctor Hao was surprised, "Chu girl, so fast? These things... so many, were all made by you?"

"It's not difficult to make, it just took some time to find the herbs on the prescription." Chu Yue smiled, thinking of Lu Yuanbao, "Not only did I make it alone, my son also helped."

"Yes, you and Captain Lu have a son. I heard that your son is very handsome. When can you bring him to me? I haven't seen him yet." While speaking, Doctor Hao opened the ointment and medicated oil that Chu Yue brought and smelled them.

As soon as I smelled it, I knew it was good stuff.

It’s incredible!

He not only found a military doctor for the army, but also found a treasure.

Doctor Hao's eyes looked at Chu Yue with more complexity and excitement.

Chu Yue was still thinking about Lu Yuanbao, and said with the pride of a mother, "My son is not only handsome, but also smart. Doctor Hao, you will definitely like him when you see him."

"Girl, how can you praise your son like this? You are not humble at all."

"It's just a matter of fact. There's no need to be modest."

The two exchanged a few jokes and then returned to the main topic.

Doctor Hao said, "Chu girl, the ointment and oil you made must be good stuff, they will be vying for them later. When the time comes, the amount needed is huge, and you can't do it alone. It will definitely be too late and it will be troublesome. You should think about what will happen next."

Chu Yue thanked him, "Doctor Hao, thank you for your reminder. I will think about it carefully when I go back."

The production of ointments and medicinal oils involves confidential prescriptions, which Chu Yue would never give out for no reason. The prescriptions can only be kept in her hands, but they need to be produced in large quantities, which also requires large quantities of Chinese medicinal raw materials.

Doctor Hao’s reminder was very timely. How to keep the prescription and increase production is what Chu Yue should think about next.

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The next day, weekend.

Chu Yue had just arrived at the grocery store, and before she had time to say a word to Ye Zhaodi, she heard the sound of a car engine and brakes.

Without Chu Yue saying anything, Lu Yuanbao, who came into the city with her today, immediately said, "Mom, Tianci is here."

"Brother Yuanbao!"

Pei Tianci's crisp shout was heard soon after. Before he got out of the car, he was already leaning against the window and looking out excitedly.

On the other side, Pei Hanchuan, who hadn't been seen for a long time, got out of the car, walked around the front of the car, opened the door on Pei Tianci's side, and got out of the car with the excited child.

The uncle and nephew wore similar outfits today.

Pei Hanchuan was wearing a fashionable denim outfit, while Pei Tianci was wearing a small shirt and denim overalls, which was quite refreshing and clean, and also eye-catching.

"Chu Yue, long time no see."

Pei Hanchuan greeted Chu Yue warmly. He had gone to Shanghai a few days ago to deal with matters related to Pei family's overseas trade. He originally thought it was a small problem, but he didn't expect it to take a whole month to come back.

Although Shanghai is prosperous, Pei Hanchuan still prefers the southwest where the air smells much fresher.

Air? Awake?

Wait! What's that smell?

Pei Hanchuan was about to walk up to Chu Yue when he suddenly stopped and frowned.

Not only was he frowning, but Pei Tianci, who was being held by him, also frowned.

"Brother Yuanbao, you smell."

"Chu Yue, why do you have a strange smell?"

The uncle and nephew said exactly the same thing.

Lu Yuanbao lowered his head and smelled the palm of his hand. Was there any smell? Why couldn't he smell it?

Chu Yue understood and said calmly, "It's nothing, just the smell of the ointment for treating bruises and injuries."

The mother and son have been immersed in this smell for a long time and have become immune to it. They themselves cannot smell it, but others may find it a little off-putting.

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【Small Theater-Troops.】

After seeing Lu Zhanlin, Song Qi seemed to be hesitant to speak, but he couldn't help but asked carefully.

"Captain Lu, are you injured?"

Lu Zhanlin said, "I'm not injured, what's wrong?"

Song Qi frowned, "That's strange, you're not injured, why do you smell like bruises oil?"

Lu Zhanlin slowly raised his eyes and did not answer Song Qi's question, but there was an obvious smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smell of bruises and sprains oil on his body, of course, came from his wife.