Chapter 23 Memory and First Aid
【Do you want to download? 】
When Lu Qing saw this reminder note, he was stunned.
Then he smiled.
My special ability can really give people surprises from time to time.
He was just worrying about how to finish reading the "Classic of Materia Medica", but he didn't expect that a pillow would be delivered so soon.
Without hesitation, Lu Qing chose to download.
[Downloading, current progress, 1%...]
Lu Qing waited quietly, but after a long time, he didn't see the progress bar move.
He was stunned for a moment, thought about it, picked up the "Baicao Jing", and slowly read it from the beginning.
Sure enough, as he flipped through the pages, the download progress bar started moving.
[1%, 2%, 3%...98%, 99%, 100%]
【"Baicao Jing" has been downloaded. Do you want to study it? 】
When Lu Qing finished reading the entire volume of "Baicao Jing", his supernatural power also showed that it had been completely downloaded.
At the same time, a new note popped up.
Lu Qing directly chose to study.
The next moment, a large amount of information poured out from his mind, like an epiphany, allowing him to quickly memorize and understand the contents of "Hundred Materia Medica".
From the outside, it looked like Lu Qing was just staring blankly at the book. No one knew what kind of changes were going on in his mind.
"This herbal medicine is indeed profound and extensive."
After a while, Lu Qing came back to his senses and sighed.
At this moment, he had memorized the entire "Classic of Materia Medica".
And I have a basic understanding of the contents of the book.
He was already familiar with the names and properties of the various herbs described in the book.
Of course, this kind of understanding is still just theory.
Next, he needs to study it by comparing it with actual herbs in order to truly understand this "Hundred Herbal Classics".
However, just this memory has made Lu Qing feel the profoundness of herbal medicine.
There are hundreds of kinds of herbs recorded in "Baicao Jing", but this is only less than one ten-thousandth of the hundreds of herbs in the world.
By combining and changing these herbs, we can make a variety of prescriptions that can cure diseases. It is truly magical.
After learning about the magic of herbs, Lu Qing became more interested.
Although he had memorized the entire book, he continued to flip through the "Baicao Jing" in his hand, reviewing the old and learning the new.
Doctor Chen had been in the room the whole time, waiting for Lu Qing to come and ask him for advice.
After waiting for a long time, Lu Qing still didn't come in, so he had to go out to the yard to see what was going on.
Then he saw that Lu Qing was reading the "Hundred Materia Medica" with great interest.
Xiaoyan was catching butterflies in another corner and didn't disturb her brother.
The old doctor was secretly relieved when he saw this.
It seems that Lu Qing's interest in herbs is not just talk.
Otherwise, how could he be so fascinated by a boring book like "Baicao Jing".
However, "Baicao Jing" is not so easy to understand.
Just when Doctor Chen wanted to ask Lu Qing if there was anything he didn't understand.
Suddenly, several anxious shouts were heard outside the yard.
"Doctor Chen, is Doctor Chen home?"
"I'm here."
When the old doctor heard the panicked voices of the people outside, he hurried out to meet them.
Lu Qing was also startled and stood up with the book in his hand.
Then he saw several villagers carrying an unconscious person in, and the old doctor directed them to put the person in the middle of the yard.
When Lu Qing took a look, he recognized the unconscious person. He was also from the same village, a villager whom he should call Uncle Zhao.
At this moment, Uncle Zhao was soaked all over, his face was ashen, his abdomen was swollen, and he was unconscious.
"Come on, disperse first and let me take a look."
After the old doctor instructed everyone to put the man down, he waved his hand for the villagers to disperse.
No one dared to disobey the old doctor's words and immediately stood far away.
One of them just retreated in front of Lu Qing.
Lu Qing gently tapped his shoulder: "Brother An."
The villager was startled, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Lu Qing, and was immediately surprised: "Lu Qing, why are you here?"
"Let's not talk about this for now." Lu Qing said softly, "What happened to Uncle Zhao?"
"He fell into the water. If we were not nearby, he would have been washed away by the river." Wang Daan replied.
"How did he fall into the water?" Lu Qing was surprised. "Don't you usually go fishing together?"
"He was not with us today, but went fishing at another place by himself."
"where?"
Wang Daan's face looked a little unnatural. He looked around and whispered, "This should be the place where you caught the big fish yesterday."
"..." Lu Qing was silent for a moment, then said, "That shouldn't have fallen into the water. I made that place quite flat."
"I don't know about that. We heard him calling for help, and when we rushed over, he was already in the river, washed far away and almost sank."
Wang Daan was recounting the story, and suddenly, as if remembering something, he added, "Oh, by the way, when we rescued Lao Zhao, he was still holding his fishing rod tightly in his hand, but the fishing line had already broken."
Lu Qing was silent again, and suddenly a guess came to his mind.
But he still asked: "Uncle Zhao, can't he swim?"
"No, if he could swim, how could he have drowned? The water wasn't flowing fast where he fell."
“……”Lu Qing was speechless.
Uncle Zhao is too unreliable as he doesn't even know how to swim, yet he goes to the river to fish alone and even dares to go into the river to grab the fishing rod.
Based on his years of fishing experience, Lu Qing has basically guessed the reason why Uncle Zhao fell into the water, but whether it is true or not, he will have to wait until he wakes up to know.
Lu Qing looked towards the center of the yard.
At this time, Doctor Chen had already learned from other villagers that Lao Zhao's coma was caused by falling into the water.
He immediately pinched Lao Zhao's mouth open to check if there was any foreign object blocking it.
After confirming that there were no foreign objects, he immediately placed his hands on Lao Zhao's chest and abdomen.
I don't know what method he used, but I saw him press his hands lightly, and the next moment, Lao Zhao screamed and spit out a large mouthful of turbid water.
Then the old doctor pressed his hand again, and Lao Zhao spat out another mouthful of turbid water.
In this way, the old doctor continued pressing, and every time, Old Zhao would spit out a mouthful of turbid water.
After seven or eight times, the turbid water he vomited out became less and less. After more than ten times, Old Zhao, who had been unconscious, suddenly coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes.
"Wake up, wake up!"
"Old Zhao is alive!"
"The old doctor is still amazing!"
The villagers shouted in surprise.
At the same time, I was full of admiration for Doctor Chen's medical skills.
When they lifted Old Zhao up just now, they saw that his chest was barely rising or falling, and they thought he was going to die.
Unexpectedly, the old doctor's miraculous healing skills brought the patient back to life.
Old Zhao coughed for a while and slowly regained consciousness.
I looked at the people around me in confusion: "Where am I?"
(End of this chapter)
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