There's not much to bring when going out, just a few clothes and toiletries, which can be packed in a bag.
"Song Yan!" The mother-in-law opened the door and came in.
"mother!"
“Go back and visit your parents. I’ll bring them some things. This was dug up when Grandpa Wei Ping was still alive.” With that, Aunt Wei opened the cloth bag. Inside was a ginseng root, plus a dozen or so dusty…seeds?
"This ginseng must be quite old! Is this a ginseng seed?" Song Yan suppressed his excitement.
"Yes! This is a ginseng that's over ten years old. Take some more mountain produce back with you, don't go empty-handed."
Ginseng seeds! Song Yan accepted his mother-in-law's kindness without hesitation!
When it was completely dark, Song Yan and Lao Han quietly went to see Sister-in-law Cheng.
Only today did Lao Han find out that Song Yan had prescribed a remedy for Cheng's miscarriage.
Old Han was furious. Although he thought Song Yan was learning well and quickly, he believed that medical practice was essential. She was too reckless to prescribe medicine based on only theoretical knowledge.
What could Song Yan say? After examining Sister-in-law Cheng's pulse and determining that the pregnancy needed to be saved, she did. She forgot that in Old Han's eyes, she was still just someone who had studied theory. Besides admitting her mistake, there was nothing else she could do.
Old Zeng couldn't stand it anymore. "Alright, go take a look! Instead of worrying so much, you should check on the patient and the prescription first! If everything's fine, it's because your apprentice taught you well. If something's wrong, you'd better find a way to fix it!"
"That's true!" Old Han hurried away.
Old Du gestured for Song Yan to hurry up and follow.
Both Lao Zeng and Lao Du were a little worried about Song Yan, because seeing a doctor is no joke.
Old Liao was the most steadfast. Old Du asked why.
Old Liao: "Song Yan is shrewd. Remember when he got caught once while delivering things to us?"
Old Du: "How can these be the same thing?"
Old Liao: "Aren't they all risky things?"
…
When Lao Han arrived at Cheng Yousuo's house, the Cheng family was naturally very grateful. Lao Han first took his pulse, then looked at the prescription written by Song Yan. Lao Han breathed a sigh of relief; although it wasn't the best, it was definitely appropriate for his condition.
If you replace the yam with donkey-hide gelatin, or add another ingredient like donkey-hide gelatin, the efficacy will be greatly improved. Old Han was about to say this when he stopped. Donkey-hide gelatin is too expensive for ordinary families. Sister-in-law Cheng's condition can't be treated with just one or two doses of medicine; her family can't afford it.
We cannot only pursue the best results, but also consider whether the patient can afford it.
The medicine is the most effective, but if the patient can't afford it, it's useless, isn't it?
"This recipe is good. Keep eating it!" Old Han said.
Song Yan smiled too; she had prescribed the medicine for Sister-in-law Cheng because she was confident. But now she was also uneasy.
"If you want the prescription to have better effects, how would you modify it?" Old Han wanted to know if Song Yan hadn't thought of donkey-hide gelatin, or if he hadn't chosen it because of the Cheng family's circumstances.
This formula isn't the best, of course, but it's something the Cheng family can afford. "If they could take donkey-hide gelatin every day..."
Cheng Yousuo grew impatient, "If there's any benefit, let your sister-in-law eat it!"
Old Han waved his hand, "Your wife's medicine isn't something you take one or two doses of; donkey-hide gelatin is too expensive! This prescription is cheap and effective, no need to change it!"
Cheng Yousuo was about to say something when his sister-in-law stopped him, saying, "I trust my sister, I'm not changing it!"
Cheng Yousuo grew impatient, "It's not that I don't trust Song Zhiqing, I just want to use the best!"
"No need, I'll use something cheap and effective. My sister-in-law knows what I'm thinking and is saving me money! I wouldn't feel at ease if I spent all the family's money on medicine!" Sister-in-law Cheng said anxiously, afraid that her husband would lose his stubborn temper.
"How expensive is that glue?" Cheng Yousuo asked, still unwilling to give up.
Song Yan didn't know how much donkey-hide gelatin cost now, so she looked at Lao Han.
Old Han: "That one ingredient is worth more than three doses of medicine."
"So expensive?" Cheng Yousuo was startled when he heard this.
Although the Cheng family hadn't divided their property, the brothers saved their own money, pooling their grain contributions annually and then each contributing a small amount for household expenses. He had money, but the medicine had become more than three times more expensive, which he couldn't afford…
Song Yan went out, leaving Sister-in-law Cheng in Old Han's care.
After returning home, Old Han talked at length about his experience in prescribing medicine. Song Yan humbly accepted his advice, as these were valuable insights accumulated by Old Han over decades of medical practice.
After Song Yan left, Old Han sat there alone, lost in thought.
Old Zeng, "Didn't you say Song Yan's prescription was pretty good? What are you staring at for?"
"How can this child be so quick to understand? Her prescription is not only effective but also applicable, even though she hasn't had any clinical experience. No one can say that this prescription was written by an inexperienced doctor!" Old Han said.
Old Liao: "People need talent, and Song Yan has that talent. If you can't figure it out, then think about it slowly. I'm going back to my room to sleep!"
The original owner's home was in the provincial capital, J city. Song Yan had to go to the commune first, then take a bus to the county town, and then take an eight- or nine-hour train ride to get there.
Now that it's the off-season for farming, the village can send out a horse-drawn cart every five or six days, free of charge, to take the team members to the commune. The condition is that someone has to go to the village to borrow the cart, and the borrower is responsible for returning the cart in perfect condition.
Because Song Yan was going out, Cheng Yousuo had already spoken to the team leader yesterday, and he was borrowing the car today.
Xiaoxiao got up early to make breakfast for Song Yan, and also prepared food for the journey, including eggs, stir-fried meat with pickled vegetables, and steamed rice cakes and mung bean cakes—all filling foods. She also brought snacks for the road.
"No, it won't work. Bringing too much will be inconvenient on the road." Song Yan reduced the amount of stuff considerably. "I'll arrive tomorrow. If I can catch the earliest train, I'll arrive by midnight tonight, and I won't have time to eat all this stuff!"
Okay! Song Yan makes sense. Xiao Xiao stopped arguing. She handed the letter and money she had prepared for home to Song Yan.
"Where did you put your money?" the mother-in-law asked.
"I've put them all away." Can I say that I put them in my spatial storage?
"Did you sew a pocket in between your underwear?" the mother-in-law asked again, still worried. She could tell from Song Yan's expression that he hadn't. "You can't be careless when you go out. It's safest to sew the pocket into your underwear."
Song Yan had never had this experience before. When she was in school, she carried a bank card, and her grandmother would transfer money to her when she needed it. After that, transferring money was a matter of minutes…
"Take off your cotton-padded coat and wear mine first. I'll sew a pocket inside for you. Eat first, I'll finish sewing it in a bit."...
The mother-in-law sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) wrapped in a cotton quilt, sewing an inner pocket for her.
This was the first time Song Yan had worn a cotton-padded jacket with pockets sewn inside, so he could carry money close to his body! It should be better than having pockets sewn onto his underwear!
It felt warm, and a little strange.
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