Chapter 100: Traveling back to ancient times to open a clinic 14: Treating disaster victims...
Gu Jingxing also knew that the King of Wei must have been frightened this time, so he comforted him, "I also caught a cold, and it was thanks to Doctor Shen's treatment that I got better. Don't worry, King of Wei. You will be better after a few days of rest."
The King of Wei nodded. He had just woken up and was completely exhausted. He couldn't be anxious. He knew that he was probably holding General Gu back this time and wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. Naturally, he was a little depressed and lay on the bed sighing.
The King of Wei was not well yet and could not move, so he could only stay in the inn, and Gu Jingxing could only stay here. With Shen Qian's treatment, he recovered quickly and was bored all day.
He heard a commotion outside the post station and asked what was going on. Someone replied, "Many people have heard that Doctor Shen can cure colds, so they've come here. Since it's inconvenient to invite patients into the post station, he can only treat them outside."
"...Let's go out and take a look."
When Gu Jingxing walked out of the post station, he saw Chen Qian setting up a stall at the entrance of the post station. She was sitting at the table with a scarf on her face, treating an old man.
"Master, you're also suffering from a cold. Take a bowl of medicine and drink it while it's hot. Put the bowl against the wall. Come back for another bowl after noon, and come back tomorrow to take my pulse."
The old man was dressed in rags and looked a bit like a refugee who had fled here due to famine.
"Thank you!" The old woman stood up tremblingly, then took the medicine from the man beside her, squatted in the corner and drank the medicine.
There were already more than ten people waiting to see the doctor, and many more were rushing here.
Gu Jingxing was a little surprised when he saw this scene. He walked over. Doctor Liu saw him and was about to call out, but Gu Jingxing waved at him and asked him to come over.
Doctor Liu quickly walked over respectfully and said, "General."
"What are you doing?" Gu Jingxing asked.
Doctor Liu quickly explained, "Miss Shen is truly kindhearted. She previously treated all the soldiers stationed at the post station, and the prescriptions she prescribed were quite effective. Many people recovered after taking just two doses of the medicine. Somehow, word of this spread, and nearby residents came to inquire about this miracle doctor, hoping to find her for treatment. Miss Shen didn't refuse, so more and more people came to see her, leading to what you see now, General..."
"What's the matter with this medicine?" Gu Jingxing pointed to the soup he was distributing just now.
Doctor Liu said, "There are many sick soldiers in the post station. Miss Shen said that the medicine residue can be collected and used a second time. If there are patients nearby, we can give medicine to the people who can't afford medical treatment for free."
Gu Jingxing suddenly realized that he had hardly seen Chen Qian these days except for giving her acupuncture and prescribing medicine. It turned out that she was busy with this matter.
"Is the medicine still effective after being boiled twice?"
"Yes, yes. As long as the technique is correct, the residue can be reused. Of course, it must be checked by a doctor to ensure the efficacy."
"That's a good idea." Gu Jingxing thought for a moment and said, "I'll have someone notify the nearby counties and ask the local officials to organize doctors to provide free porridge and food, as well as free medical treatment and medicine to the people."
Medicinal materials are not like food. It is difficult to quickly mobilize enough supplies. In addition, most of the medicinal materials for treating colds are still controlled by the Zhou family or pharmacies and medicinal material exchanges related to the Zhou family. If the Zhou family does not give in, the medicinal materials they can mobilize in a short period of time will be very limited.
Although it can be transported to the disaster area, it is impossible to distribute it by household. It can only be sent to the state capitals and let them make their own arrangements. It is unknown how much of it can actually be delivered to the patients during this period.
Gu Jingxing's previous focus was on food, not because he did not value medicinal materials, but because resources were limited. He could only ensure that disaster relief food was delivered to the right place first to reduce the unrest caused by famine.
Now Shen Qian's operation has given him a new idea. He used to concentrate on boiling the medicine, reuse the dregs, and then let the doctors diagnose each patient one by one and then distribute the decoction. In this way, more patients can be treated with fewer medicinal materials.
Reducing deaths due to colds and epidemics can also maintain stability in disaster-stricken areas.
Gu Jingxing immediately asked Doctor Liu to take over Shen Qian's job and asked her to come over.
Chen Qian originally thought that if Gu Jingxing found out that she had set up a stall to treat patients privately, he would definitely say something to her. Although she used the medicinal residue, she did use the medicinal herbs he brought.
Chen Qian had already thought of a response, but he didn't expect to hear Gu Jingxing say, "Write down the details of your diagnosis, prescriptions, and medicine preparations during this period. I'll have them sent to the nearby county and prefecture medical offices for them to follow. Write down the details of the reuse of medicinal residues, and other things that need to be paid attention to in the diagnosis and treatment of patients with colds. This method is good and can be promoted."
Shen Qian was really shocked. Instead of blaming her, he asked her to write down the method and have people promote it.
In fact, Shen Qian was not doing this purely for the purpose of curing illnesses and saving lives.
After the system was upgraded that night, she discovered that in addition to an opportunity for emergency treatment, the system also awarded her 5,000 points, and there was a limited-time discount on cold medicines. Of course, she had to take advantage of this time to treat more patients and earn more points!
When there was not enough medicine, she exchanged herbs and secretly added them in. She would rather pay for the herbs herself than not treat more patients.
In this way, even if the herbs are boiled many times, they can still have good medicinal effects.
Of course, she was reluctant to apply too many medicinal herbs, as too many would be easily noticed.
Unexpectedly, after Gu Jingxing knew about this, he asked her to write down the method and spread it.
Shen Qian immediately did as he was told and wrote down his experience in diagnosing patients with colds during this period, as well as the things he needed to pay attention to when managing a large number of patients.
"When the King of Wei is feeling better, I can go to the medical office to administer the medicine myself and help if there is anything I can do to help." Shen Qian said.
Gu Jingxing nodded: "Okay, but the King of Wei has been rather weak recently and has a poor appetite. I'm afraid I'll need you to take care of him."
Shen Qian thought about it and went to the kitchen. This time, Gu Jingxing and King Wei only brought military doctors and accompanying soldiers, but no servants. The cook of the inn was currently in charge of cooking.
During this period of time, Shen Qian also lived and ate at the inn, so he naturally knew the cook's cooking skills, which were really average.
The King of Wei was ill and could not eat greasy or spicy food, so the cook prepared light meals for him.
Ordinary people could make do with it, but the eldest prince was raised in the deep palace since he was a child. Even if he was not favored, he was still raised in luxury. Now he has fallen seriously ill and is in the recovery period. Gu Jingxing is a rough man who has stayed in the military camp all year round. How could he think of these details?
Chen Qian had someone buy fresh black-bone chicken from the nearby market. He also found the finest astragalus and angelica root, and cooked the chicken himself. He blanched the chicken to remove the fishy smell, then simmered it with herbs, red dates, and ginger over a charcoal stove for three hours. Before removing the chicken from the pot, he sprinkled it with goji berries. The soup, amber yellow, was so appetizing just by the smell.
Shen Qian asked someone to bring the stewed astragalus, angelica and black chicken soup to King Wei.
Unexpectedly, the King of Wei soon sent someone to call her over.
The King of Wei was not a man who cared much about food, but when he saw the bowl of chicken soup, he knew that the chef of the inn had been changed, and he thought of his deceased mother.
When he was young, whenever he was sick, his mother would personally use the small kitchen to make him a bowl of rich chicken soup. Now that the King of Wei was ill, he always thought of his mother and wanted to meet the person who made the chicken soup with all her heart.
Unexpectedly, the person who came was Miss Shen, the doctor who saved his life.
"Why is it you? Did you make this chicken soup?" King Wei asked in shock, "Aren't you a female doctor? How come you can cook?"
Chen Qian smiled and replied, "Your Highness only knows this is a dish, but it's actually a medicinal dish. It contains astragalus and angelica, both of which are excellent herbs. Angelica is known for its ability to move rather than stay, and is specifically designed to clear the heart meridians and stagnate qi. Astragalus nourishes the lungs and prevents further invasion of wind and cold. Black chicken nourishes yin, and is most suitable for Your Highness's body, which has been worn down by long-term illness."
So that's how it is. King Wei didn't expect that she would put so much thought into making him recover soon.
He said nothing more, picked up the steaming bowl of soup and took a sip. The moment the soup entered his mouth, the delicious taste made him feel warm inside.
The chicken soup was rich in medicinal flavor, but it didn't take away from the broth's delicious flavor. Instead, it added a richness and depth to the broth. The chicken was boneless and tender, and the flavor had already been absorbed. For the King of Wei, who was recovering from a serious illness, this was a rare delicacy.
During this period, the King of Wei had no appetite. The servants had to persuade him to eat a little at every meal. This alarmed General Gu. At this time, he unknowingly drank a bowl of chicken soup without leaving any chicken.
The servants who were serving nearby were very surprised when they saw this: "Your Highness, would you like another bowl?"
The King of Wei blushed a little, but he nodded and said, "Give me another half bowl of rice."
"It's great that Your Highness is willing to eat more!" The servants hurried to serve the rice.
Seeing this, Shen Qian said, "If Your Highness likes it, I will make other medicinal food for you later. Please enjoy it. I will go down first."
When Chen Qian came out of King Wei's room, he saw Gu Jingxing waiting outside.
"General, you should also drink some of the chicken soup in the clay pot. It has the effect of strengthening your body." Shen Qian said.
Gu Jingxing nodded: "I've already had some. You're a good cook. If you're busy enough, try to make more medicinal food for King Wei..."
He paused at this point and said, "Of course, you don't have to work too hard. I mean, just cook a meal once in a while."
Shen Qian felt that this was not a difficult task, so he agreed directly: "I understand, I will do it every day from now on."
Just as she was about to go back to her room, Gu Jingxing stopped her again: "Do more next time. If you are short of manpower, you can dispatch people at will in the post station. You can also ask people to prepare any materials you need."
Shen Qian: “…Okay.”
The King of Wei drank three bowls of chicken soup for the first time that day. Although he was already full, he still asked, "Is there any more chicken soup?"
He was thinking that if there were others, he could send some to General Gu as well.
The servant replied, "There are none left."
The King of Wei felt a little guilty because he drank all the chicken soup himself, and General Gu had not even tasted a single bite of Doctor Shen's cooking.
His thoughts were interrupted by a servant, who said, "General Gu drank all the remaining chicken soup."
King Wei: “…”
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