Mu Huaixi was also very busy today. He saw two young couples early in the morning and received a dozen patients who came to buy plasters. He didn't have any free time until the afternoon.

"Doctor Mu, I brought some rice cakes. Shall we roast them and eat them?" Wang Xiaohua brought a lot of delicious food from home. Today she brought some sweet-scented osmanthus rice cakes made by her mother. They are delicious whether roasted or stewed.

Li Fengjuan also brewed a pot of red date tea, specifically to go with the roasted rice cakes.

Under normal circumstances, Mu Huaixi would have gone over with the cup, but she still had two kinds of pills to prepare, so she really had no mood to drink tea.

"Doctor Mu wants to make pills?" Wang Xiaohua took the glutinous rice cake back and said, "Then let's eat the glutinous rice cake after we make the pills."

Li Fengjuan nodded repeatedly. She was also more interested in making pills. "Doctor Mu, can we help?"

"certainly."

Mu Huaixi only helped her grandfather make pills and did not learn his pill-making skills. However, she also received guidance from the Mu family's predecessors. She learned from them that there are six types of Chinese medicine pills, among which the most commonly used are honey pills, water pills, and water-honey pills.

The Guizhi Fuling Pills and Bawei Shenqi Pills that she is going to make now are both honey pills, which are relatively easy to use.

"Wan means slowing down, soothing and curing."

The first step in pill making is to process the medicinal materials.

To make Guizhi Fuling Wan, take equal parts of cinnamon twig, poria, cored peony, peach kernel, and white peony root, grind them into powder and set aside. Mu Huaixi taught the two how to use the pestle and mortar, and then handed the grinding task over to them.

Bawei Shenqi Wan is much more complicated. Several ingredients need to be processed before they can be ground. Among them, yam needs to be fried with wheat bran, and aconite also needs to be fried again. Once all these ingredients are prepared and ground, it is time to get off work.

"That's enough," Mu Huaixi stretched his arms, put out the fire in the stove, and thanked Xiaohua and Fengjuan who were working hard beside him. "Thank you for your hard work today. We will make more pills tomorrow."

The next day, she arrived at the clinic early. Just as she lit the fire and poured honey into the pot, she saw Wang Xiaohua's head poking over from the wall. She frowned and complained in great dissatisfaction, "Okay, Boss Mu, you're working secretly behind our backs, right?"

"You caught me," Mu Huaixi was amused by her winking appearance and said while stirring the white honey in the pot, "I wanted to make the honey first to avoid being late for work. You came at the right time. Once the honey is cooked, we can start making pills."

Wang Xiaohua was curious about everything. Seeing that she was not using the iron pot she had used to make the ointment, she came over to examine it. "What kind of pot is this? Is there honey in it? How deep does it need to be boiled?"

You can't use an iron pot to make honey, you have to use at least a copper pot. However, Mu Huaixi uses an ancestral silver stone pot, and he makes the best white sand honey.

Mu Huaixi picked up the bubbling refined honey with his hands. It was very sticky when he touched it, but when he separated the two tubes, no white threads were visible. He quickly turned off the heat and put it aside, answering Curious Flower's question, "When you refine it until fine yellow bubbles appear and it is sticky without long white threads, it is medium honey. If it is not sticky enough, it is young honey. If it is too sticky, it is old honey."

"So we are going to use medium honey?" Li Fengjuan responded quickly.

"That's right," Mu Huaixi divided the refined honey into two parts and asked them to add the medicinal powder prepared yesterday, stir and knead it into honey, and then pinch out small pieces and knead them into honey pills.

"But how big should the balls be?"

Seeing that both of them were looking at him eagerly, Mu Huaixi thought about the severity of the two patients' illnesses and their body sizes. "For the Guizhi Fuling Wan, make a batch the size of rabbit poop, and for the Bawei Shenqi Wan, make one the size of sheep dung."

This explanation is a bit unhygienic, but it is easy for the two of them to understand. Guizhi Fuling Pills require more rubbing, so Mu Huaixi also comes to help after washing her hands.

"Boss Mu, can you make a few more of these pills and keep them in stock? Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to make them every time I prescribe a prescription."

"But Doctor Mu always prescribes a prescription for each patient. The Guizhi Fuling Pills he prepared this time have been modified. If he doesn't prescribe the right medicine, will it be inappropriate for the patient?"

"Yes, a little," Mu Huaixi thought that Wang Xiaohua and Li Fengjuan were both promising candidates for studying Chinese medicine. She patiently explained, "The two patients I saw yesterday both had special symptoms. A prescription for each patient is the best approach. However, these medicines can also be made into pills. You can use both pills and decoctions if you're taking the right medicine for the right condition. It's fine."

"When we have time, let's make more pills so that they will be more convenient to use. I will share the profits with you." Mu Huaixi can now get some money from selling plasters. If they are made into pills, they will definitely sell for a slightly higher price than decoctions. She plans to share this part with the two of them. She can't let them work for nothing.

"No, no," Li Fengjuan waved her hands immediately, her face flushed. "You taught us so much, and we only helped a little. Why do we need to pay you?"

"That's right, don't be polite with us," Wang Xiaohua paused, "Doctor Mu, if you ever go to the county, can you please see my good friend? She's about my age and should be dating, but she has so many pimples on her face that she's afraid to go out."

Mu Huaixi naturally agreed, but she had to be in charge of the health center in the near future and didn't know when she would be free. She had never been to the county town yet.

"No rush, no rush," Wang Xiaohua waved her hand, but she was still worried about her friend. "When you go to take the exam, I'll also take a leave and go back. How about you show it to her? Then I'll treat you to some steamed buns at the state-owned restaurant!"

"Okay," Mu Huaixi didn't take it to heart. Young girls are prone to acne.

If Xiaohua hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about the exam. So every day after work, in addition to studying the family medical books, Mu Huaixi also read the two books Jiang Wenyuan gave her. Unlike what she had imagined, they mostly covered medical practice standards and medication safety, which made her drowsy, but she had to memorize them. After all, it was related to her job promotion and salary increase!

Perhaps because he read too many books, Mu Huaixi couldn't fall asleep while lying in bed.

She felt her mind was exceptionally clear, and she could even recall every patient she had seen in the past few days. She also recalled some details that were not recorded in the medical records. The more she thought about it, the more excited she felt. She suddenly stood up and got out of bed, which scared Ying Mingcheng who was standing next to her.

Mu Huaixi jumped barefoot to the quilt at the end of the bed, took out the medical record book and started writing quickly. When she finished writing, she found that she had been covered with a blanket without her knowing.

Perhaps because he didn't want to disturb her writing, Ying Mingcheng hung the corner of the blanket over her shoulders. When he saw her stop writing, he leaned over and asked, "Are you done?"

Mu Huaixi nodded, and before she could react, she was wrapped in a blanket and picked up, and then tucked into the bed. She was about to say that she couldn't sleep when she felt a big, slightly warm and rough hand inserted into her hair, stroking her scalp and scratching upwards. After a few strokes, she felt relaxed and sleepiness came over her like a tide.

"Go to sleep, Xiaoxi."

Before she fell into a deep and sweet dream, she heard the man's gentle and low voice of comfort.