Write?
What to write?
Zuo Fei looked at her blankly, and An Ci rattled off a bunch of medicinal herbs, even specifying how many grams and how much they weighed.
Noticing that Zuo Fei hadn't started writing, she urged him, "Write."
Zuo Fei did as she said for some unknown reason and wrote it down on paper.
An Ci stared at him as he wrote as he spoke. When he finished, she glanced at the prescription on the paper again.
After confirming that everything was fine, she said, "Uncle Zuo Fei, have someone prepare the medicine according to this prescription and boil a bowl for grandpa to drink quickly."
There was a pharmacy in the manor, and if it wasn't guarded there, she would have gone to get the medicine herself.
Zuo Fei put down his pen and looked at the prescription with an expression of disbelief. "Young Master, where did this prescription come from?"
Will it kill people?
An Ci said, "There's no time. I'll explain it to you later. You can take the medicine to grandpa first. If you're worried, you can ask someone else to try it."
"Also, if the elders ask, don't mention that I was the one who gave you this prescription."
Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Zuo Fei looked down at the prescription and then walked away.
After he left for a while, An Ci went out.
…
After leaving An Ci, Zuo Fei drove back, handed the small porcelain bottle to Zeng Liang, and ran to the pharmacy.
The matter of decocting medicine could be a big or small one, so he had to oversee it personally.
Zeng Liang returned to the living room with the small porcelain bottle. Doctor Ouyang was treating An Zhenxiong's wound. The pulled-out hidden dart was thrown on a tray beside him. The clean bandage was stained with black and red blood.
The elders looked on anxiously.
The Third Elder couldn't help but ask, "Ouyang, why can't the bleeding be stopped?"
Ouyang has been An Zhenxiong's personal doctor for many years, but this is the first time he has encountered such a difficult poison. The hidden dart was pulled out and the hemostatic medicine was used, but it had no effect and the bleeding still could not be stopped.
He stared at An Zhenxiong's wound, and wrinkles gathered at the corners of his eyes.
Is it because of the poison on the hidden dart?
"Doctor Ouyang, use this." Zeng Liang walked over quickly and handed the small porcelain bottle to Ouyang.
"What is this?" Ouyang took the small porcelain bottle, opened the cap and smelled it.
"This powder can stop bleeding and suppress toxins." Zeng Liang said quickly.
Zuo Fei didn't dare to be careless with the medicine he was going to give to An Zhenxiong, even though it was given by An Ci. He had tried it on himself in the car. He cut his arm and sprinkled some medicine powder on it, and the bleeding stopped immediately.
Doctor Ouyang smelled that the powder was mixed with many kinds of medicinal herbs. Without time to investigate, he took the porcelain bottle to An Zhenxiong's wound and sprinkled the light brown powder on the wound. An Zhenxiong frowned and the veins on his forehead bulged.
A group of people stared at his wound. After a while, Doctor Ouyang showed joy on his face and said excitedly, "The bleeding has stopped."
This powder is amazing.
He turned to look at Zeng Liang and asked curiously, "Where did this medicine come from?"
Zeng Liang recalled Zuo Fei's instructions, and his gaze swept over the elders calmly. He made up an excuse, "This was given by the second uncle. He said he bought it from an old Chinese doctor. It can suppress many kinds of strange poisons, so he left it for the head of the family in case of emergency."
An Zhenxiong raised his eyelids and glanced at him, concealing the deep thought in his eyes, and reached out to pick up his coat and put it on.
Doctor Ouyang said in a deep voice, "Can we contact that old Chinese doctor now? It will take me two or three days to figure out the poison in this hidden dart. If the master waits too long to treat the poison, it will harm his health."
Since this powder can suppress the toxin, maybe the old Chinese doctor has a way to detoxify it.
"Zuo Fei has already contacted the old Chinese doctor." Zeng Liang said concisely, "I'll bring the medicine over later."
Hearing this, Dr. Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was not sure how to cure the poison for the time being.
The poison was suppressed, and An Zhenxiong's pale face regained a hint of redness. He leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.
The elders had a lot of questions, but they also knew that now was not the time to discuss matters, and the living room fell into silence for a while.
After a long time, Zuo Fei came back with a thermos cup.
Before giving the medicine to An Zhenxiong, Zuo Fei first showed the prescription to Dr. Ouyang.
Doctor Ouyang looked at the prescription, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter, as if he was surprised and amazed.
Zuo Fei couldn't understand the complicated expression. He asked anxiously, "How is it, Doctor Ouyang, is there any problem with this prescription?"
Doctor Ouyang pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and said with admiration, "This prescription is so unique and tricky. That old Chinese doctor is really a remarkable person."
Old Chinese doctor?
A hint of doubt flashed in Zuo Fei's eyes, but he didn't ask. He quickly handed the thermos to An Zhenxiong and asked him to drink the medicine.
After drinking the medicine, An Zhenxiong felt warm all over. Zuo Fei reached out and took the thermos. "Master, how do you feel?"
An Zhenxiong held his brows together, his voice not as weak as before, "I feel better."
"Master, please stretch out your hand so I can take your pulse." Doctor Ouyang stepped forward and squatted down.
An Zhenxiong stretched out his hand and Dr. Ouyang took his pulse. The others couldn't help but hold their breath.
After a short while, Doctor Ouyang withdrew his hand, his expression becoming noticeably more relaxed. "The poison has been resolved. Just bandage the wound and it will be fine."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's great, it's all thanks to that old Chinese doctor." The elder said with lingering fear.
If the head of the family falls because of this, those members of the side branches will take the opportunity to rebel, and then the whole An family will be in a bloody storm.
There was no expression on Zuo Fei's face, but there was a huge wave of strange waves in his heart.
Fuck.
The prescription given by the young master actually works.
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