"So you're the Xie educated youth they were talking about! What a good girl. It's cold outside, come inside quickly." Teacher Chen had already heard about her turning wild pears into something useful, and she led her inside.
The room was small, with a kang (a heated brick bed) inside. Although firewood was burning in the kang, the air was freezing cold, like an ice cellar.
"Old Feng, Old Sun, Honghui and his girlfriend are here!"
There was a commotion coming from the inner room, and soon an elderly man with white hair and a middle-aged man came out.
Professor Feng, a middle-aged man, greeted them: "Honghui, Xie Zhiqing, please have a seat."
After the two sat down, Teacher Chen poured water for everyone. "Honghui, why did you bring things over again? We don't need anything here. You can keep them for yourself."
“Exactly.” The old man sat down next to Zhao Honghui, his words concise and to the point.
Zhao Honghui smiled and began to introduce himself to everyone.
After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Honghui explained his purpose: "Mr. Sun, Yao Yao has been researching pharmacology and has made three kinds of pills. I would like to ask you to take a look."
Xie Yuyao placed the formula and pills on Old Master Sun's table. "Old Master Sun, this is a formula I obtained from an ancient book. I wonder if there are any problems with it."
Old Sun admired her caution. He carefully examined the prescription, then picked up a pill, sniffed it, and suddenly popped it into his mouth and began to chew.
"Oh..." Xie Yuyao couldn't stop him in time and hurriedly said, "Old Master Sun, please don't swallow it! This pill hasn't been tested, and we don't know what might happen!"
Xie Yuyao knew that before a new drug could be marketed, it had to undergo animal and clinical trials and pass the final FDA review.
She didn't do any experiments, and Old Sun just swallowed it. I hope nothing bad happens!
Old Sun glanced at her, then swallowed it whole.
Seeing Yao Yao's shocked expression, Teacher Chen comforted her, "Don't worry, Grandpa Sun knows what he's doing."
Zhao Honghui gently rubbed her hand to comfort her.
Seeing that the others were not nervous at all, Xie Yuyao could only watch as Old Sun tasted the three kinds of pills one by one, and finally drank a few sips of warm water before picking up the medicines and explaining their functions one by one.
What's amazing is that his account is almost identical to what's written in the book.
The final conclusion is that the pills are very effective and can be taken orally with confidence; the maximum daily dose for an average person is three pills. The pills for dispelling wind and unblocking the meridians are particularly suitable for Zhao Honghui.
Old Sun also advised Zhao Honghui: "It's already the dead of winter, so try not to go out if you can, and be sure to keep warm."
Zhao Honghui readily agreed.
His left leg was able to recover to the point where he could walk normally without any problems, just like a normal person. The combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine treatment by Dr. Sun and Dr. Huo played a significant role in this.
But life is unpredictable; sometimes we have to do things we shouldn't do.
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Time flies like an arrow, but the hunting party has yet to return.
According to past practice, these people would go into the mountains to hunt every year and return in ten days to half a month, and the supplies they brought were only enough for that period of time.
A pall of gloom hung over Qingshan Village, fearing that the people there might encounter large wild beasts or some other unexpected event.
Today is the twentieth day, and large snowflakes are falling from the sky.
The hunting team's family waited at the brigade headquarters all day, and as evening approached, the few people sent up the mountain to meet them finally returned.
Disappointingly, they still did not receive the hunting party.
"Captain, if something happens to my husband, I won't live either!" Huang Qiufen, who was heavily pregnant, broke down in tears.
Zhao Hong and Zhao Hongfei also joined the hunting team. These days, Zhao Honghui's family is very worried. Huang Qiufen, despite her own health, goes to the brigade headquarters every day to wait for news.
Her words were like cold water added to hot oil, instantly causing the suppressed emotions of the family members present to explode.
"Captain, so much time has passed, something must have happened to them. You must save my son!"
"Uncle, hurry up and send people to search and rescue, or it will be too late."
"If the brigade headquarters doesn't organize rescue personnel, I'll go up the mountain to search and rescue myself!"
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The brigade leader's brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito. He puffed on his old pipe, ignoring the comrades' lamentations beside him, his heart filled with anxiety and unease.
In such heavy snow, it's impossible to move an inch, let alone venture into the deep mountains.
It might not only fail to achieve its rescue purpose, but also cost the lives of the rescuers.
Ultimately, he decided to form a ten-person rescue team to search the mountain the next day.
At the meeting to finalize the list, he emphasized one point: the rescue team could not be composed of family members of the hunting team, lest two young adults from one family be lost.
After the list was published, no one raised any objections.
The people of Qingshantun may have their own little schemes and calculations in ordinary times, but when lives are at stake, everyone wants to do their part.
The families who were not elected made a lot of pancakes and steamed buns overnight and sent them to the brigade leader's house so that the rescue team could take them with them when they set off.
At this time, Xie Yuyao, Zhao Guangliang, and Zhao Hongqin were at the health center sorting and packing medicines that could be used for rescue.
As the only male staff member at the clinic, Zhao Guangliang felt it was his duty to become a member of the rescue team.
Since the clinic was established, they had never dealt with an emergency before, and they never expected to encounter such a big situation on their first visit.
Zhao Hongqin packed the gauze and cotton for treating external injuries into a special bag and instructed Zhao Guangliang with a worried expression: "The journey is difficult. If you encounter any animals or anything, others should take over. Your task is to save lives and heal the wounded, so you must be careful."
She paused for a moment, then said, "My third brother is also in the hunting team, could you please help look after him?"
"Okay, don't worry, I'll be careful." Zhao Guangliang felt both nervous and excited, eager to contribute to the rescue efforts, yet also fearful of the unknown risks.
Xie Yuyao went to her bag and took out three large bottles of trauma pills, painkillers, and rejuvenation pills from her (space).
These pills were all made in the last few days. Among them, the Rejuvenation Pill uses the most rare and precious medicinal materials and can be used for emergency treatment and saving lives.
Ever since Elder Sun appraised the three types of pills, Xie Yuyao has used the spiritual spring and medicinal herbs to make a large batch of wind-dispelling pills for Zhao Honghui.
The effects are better when used in combination with medicinal herbs than when drinking the spring water directly.
When the hunting party failed to return on time, she had a bad feeling and specially selected these three prescriptions from the book to develop her own medicine.
After Sun confirmed it again, she used the spring water instead of well water to boil several batches, which are now coming in handy.
"These pills are made by myself using Chinese medicinal herbs. They've been confirmed by an experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Take them with you and see if you find them useful." Xie Yuyao handed the medicine bottle to Zhao Guangliang and explained the differences and effects of the three types of pills.
At this moment, Zhao Guangliang didn't say much. "Okay, I'll take them with me." He was thinking that he would use these when the medicines distributed by the town ran out.
Xie Yuyao could roughly guess what he was thinking, so she didn't emphasize it further.
What could she say? She couldn't very well say that these pills were no worse than the Western medicines approved by the commune's health center, could she?
Regardless of whether Zhao Guangliang believes it or not, if someone's injuries are too severe and even medication can't save them, a medical dispute would be a real headache.
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