Chapter 2579 Secretly

It was impossible to have several tubes, so Teacher Mo put two tubes in the classroom in the name of teaching materials, but only gave one tube to Manbao.

He said, "Although the formula is mine, the potion cannot be abused. Moreover, if there is too much, the main system will warn you once it discovers it."

Through the donation and exchange of materials in the classroom, as far as Mr. Mo knows, among so many system hosts, only Zhou Man is outside the supervision of the alliance. Therefore, in order to maintain a steady pace, he thinks they cannot make too big moves so as to avoid being discovered by more people.

What if it gets blocked?

As for being discovered by more people, many people knew about it before when they exchanged meteorites through classroom materials, both those who should know and those who shouldn't know.

Even this authority was expanded upon application by the alliance and the main system.

But now the meteorites have been collected, and even some research results have been achieved, so no one thinks of closing this permission.

Since they couldn't remember, Teacher Mo naturally pretended to be deaf and dumb and knew nothing.

Originally, given the technological level of Zhou Man's world, this kind of medicine cannot be listed as teaching material. If the host must learn it, he can only see it through projection and cannot touch the real thing.

If she wants to buy it, she can only do so through the encyclopedia and the mall. In addition to the value of the goods, she also has to pay a large amount of technology tax.

Manbao was convinced by Teacher Mo. To ensure a smooth and steady progress, she compared the two suspended tubes of teaching materials for a long time. Unable to tell which one had more, she asked Teacher Mo, "Which tube has more medicine?"

Teacher Mo: "...They are all filled according to the standard method. Don't worry, there is nothing less." Naturally, there is no more.

Manbao could only helplessly reach out and take a tube.

Manbao leaned against the head of the bed and opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand from under her sleeve and took a look. A tube of green medicine was held in her palm.

Manbao turned around and looked at Master Zheng, who was frowning.

He must have been feeling bad, so even when he was unconscious, his brows were tightly furrowed.

So pitiful...

Manbao thought that if this favored child of destiny was beaten like this, he might die without even waking up.

Manbao stood up, touched his forehead and walked around the room. A medical assistant, two palace maids and two eunuchs in the room looked at her.

Manbao turned around twice, squeezed the medicine in his palm, and turned back to the medical assistant and said, "Make another bowl of clearing soup."

The medical assistant agreed and turned away.

The palace maids and eunuchs then became busy, preparing to give him medicine.

A full bowl of medicine was brought to me, but it tasted bitter just by smelling it.

Manbao poured out half a bowl and handed the other half to the palace maid and eunuch, "Drink it up."

She watched them take the medicine herself. She thought that if there was no relief after half an hour and the high temperature continued, she would give him half a tube of medicine with the remaining half bowl.

Teacher Mo confirmed her thoughts and said, "Yes, Qingjie Decoction is definitely effective. It depends on how quickly it works and whether it is as fast as the poisoning."

Ancient Chinese medicine attributed Zheng Gongzi's condition to febrile disease, which was caused by heat poison. Heat and poison can spread like a warm fire, or like a raging fire across the prairie, with varying degrees of severity. It all depends on whether the medicine taken can detoxify quickly or whether the poison spreads quickly.

"Qingjie Decoction is suitable for the condition. You can give it to him along with some other medicines..." It may not be very friendly to the liver and kidneys, but it doesn't matter. Just pay more attention to recuperation afterwards.

At this time, Manbao and his colleagues rarely considered the sequelae of their treatment because his life was almost in danger.

For the next half hour, Manbao stared at Master Zheng without blinking, and touched his forehead twice in a quarter of an hour.

If Lord Bai was not more handsome than Master Zheng, and if the medical assistant knew the relationship between Lord Zhou and Lord Bai, he would have suspected that Lord Zhou had a good impression of Master Zheng.

He despised himself in his heart, thinking that Lord Zhou was worthy of such achievements at such a young age. Looking at the medical records and his obsession with the patients, he could not even compare to him.

Thinking of this, he also tried to open his eyes wide and look at Master Zheng, wanting to see something from him.

He could see nothing except that Master Zheng's face was getting redder and redder.

It was getting redder and redder… The assistant doctor's eyes widened, and he immediately jumped up, pointing at Master Zheng and about to scream. Manbao had already glared at him and said in a low voice, "What are you panicking about? It's just a fever. Go get some ice to cool it down."

After saying that, she picked up the medicine on the table and turned to leave, while instructing the palace maids and eunuchs in the room, "Prepare the medicine, I'll go heat it up."

Everyone got busy and the medical assistant went to get ice to cool him down.

Manbao poured the medicine back into the medicine pot to warm it up, looked around and asked Keke to help watch it, then she opened the potion carefully with her back to the door. After weighing it, she decided not to pour it all out, but only poured half of it, plugged the tube with the remaining half and put it into the space.

Manbao poured the heated medicine into the bowl, and the green medicine at the bottom of the bowl immediately mixed with the ochre-colored clearing soup.

Manbao stirred it with a spoon and looked at it carefully but could not find anything unusual. Then he took it to the eunuch and asked him to drink the medicine.

The assistant doctor was very worried. He had just given Manbao half a bowl of medicine half an hour ago, but it hadn't worked. If he gave him more now, he was afraid it wouldn't be very effective. So he asked Manbao, "Should we wake up the director and Doctor Liu?"

Manbao opened the needle bag and said, "Wait a little longer. I'll give him acupuncture so the medicine can take effect faster."

The medical assistant calmed down, put down the ice pack, walked forward, gently unbuttoned his shirt and gave Zhou Man acupuncture.

After a set of acupuncture, Manbao and the medical assistant noticed that he was sweating, so they immediately covered him with a quilt and wiped his sweat with a cloth.

This kind of work is naturally done by medical assistants.

As he wiped it, he felt his temperature and said in surprise: "Doctor Zhou, the temperature has really dropped."

He mused, "Perhaps we should use acupuncture with the first dose to speed up the effect."

Manbao also fell into deep thought. He had actually used this method during the day, but it wasn't very effective, so it was still because of the recovery potion.

Manbao sighed in his heart. It seemed that severe head injuries were difficult to treat. If he encountered such patients again in the future, unless the condition was slightly milder, it would be difficult to save the life by relying solely on decoctions and acupuncture.

The medical assistant felt his temperature getting lower and lower, slowly returning to normal. At this time, it was only about quarter of an hour since the medication was administered. He looked at Zhou Man and saw that she was also frowning and thinking, so he didn't dare to disturb her.

Manbao felt Mr. Zheng's pulse and confirmed that he was getting better. Then he returned to the table, took the boiled water from the teacup, poured some into the inkstone, and picked up the ink stick to grind ink.

This time it was because of the help of "external forces", if not... we would still have to do our best to treat him.

Manbao thought about it carefully. In fact, they also made some mistakes in this case. If they had vacated the room at the beginning, kept the house dry and clean, and then fumigated the house with a water of mugwort, atractylodes and realgar, even in spring, it might have had the effect of alleviating the warm poison. How could they not have snatched the person back from the hands of the King of Hell?

Manbao put down the ink stick, picked up a pen, and reviewed the treatment of the past few days, writing down the shortcomings of their treatment this time to warn future generations.

See you at 4 p.m.

(End of this chapter)