Yu Ruhai sent Mu Yan to the carriage in the yard, watched the carriage leave with a friendly smile, then he pulled his slightly stiff face and turned to look for Yu Jiao.
Yu Jiao was washing the medicine grinder and spatula in the kitchen. After all, they were stained with castrated sheep dung, so she had to wash them thoroughly to avoid feeling uncomfortable when using them again.
Yu Ruhai leaned forward at the door of the kitchen and asked Yu Jiao, "Will the Mu family master's illness be cured in five days?"
Yu Jiao showed a little impatience. The old man kept asking for confirmation over and over again, not feeling tired at all. He just wanted to make himself feel at ease. However, Yu Jiao still felt tired just responding.
"Some things still mean the same thing no matter how many times you say them. You don't need to ask again and again." Yu Jiao wiped the clean medicine grinder with a rag and placed it on the stove.
Yu Ruhai was annoyed, but since he needed Yu Jiao right now, he didn't care about these things. His expression didn't change, and he continued, "Meng girl, what kind of powder did you apply on Uncle Nine's back? I don't even know when you made it."
Yu Ruhai wanted to ask for the recipe, and Yu Jiao knew it very well, but this was a recipe passed down from ancient times, so she had nothing to hide.
"The Complete Book of Jingyue records that you can take a crucian carp, remove its intestines, fill it with castrated sheep dung, bake it until it is charred, grind it into fine powder, and mix it with the carbuncle on the back. The wound will heal and the patient will be cured."
After listening to what Yu Jiao said, Yu Ruhai was somewhat moved and curious and asked, "It is so effective? The Complete Works of Jingyue is a medical book? Which great doctor wrote it? I have never heard of it."
Yu Jiao was urged by her grandfather to read all kinds of medical books and pharmacopoeias since she was young. She was familiar with all the famous doctors in ancient and modern times related to medical skills. She explained effortlessly, "A doctor named Zhang Jiebin, whose courtesy name was Jingyue, has passed away. The Jingyue Complete Works he left behind is really worth reading. It discusses typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases, the six arguments of yin and yang, and the meaning of viscera and pulse in detail. It is very helpful to read it."
Yu Ruhai was very excited after hearing this. If he could get such a good medical book, wouldn't his medical skills be greatly improved? "Meng girl, do you have this medical book at home?"
Yu Jiao poured out the water used to wash the pot and sneered, "Of course I don't have it at home. I just saw it when I was young and followed my master."
Yu Ruhai still did not give up and asked, "Then can you keep silent?"
"Of course not." Yu Jiao rolled her eyes in her heart. This old man from the Yu family really dared to think that.
Yu Ruhai felt disappointed and turned to leave the kitchen. He returned to the herb room and hurriedly wrote down in detail the medicines Yu Jiao used to treat the back carbuncle. He put it in the medical book again and waited for five days to see the effect of the treatment of the back carbuncle. If Uncle Mu Nianjiu's carbuncle was cured, then this prescription for treating the carbuncle alone would be enough to make the Yu family famous.
Yu Jiao cleaned up the kitchen and returned to the east room to practice calligraphy with Yu Qizhe.
But today Yu Qizhe was unusually cold. Although he didn't like to talk to Yu Jiao usually, he hadn't said a word since Yu Jiao came in and sat down at the desk.
When Yu Jiao was practicing calligraphy before, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all prepared. But now the inkstone was dry. Yu Jiao had to do it on her own. She picked up the ink block, added a little water to the inkstone, and while grinding it, she looked up at Yu Qizhe's expression.
Yu Qizhe was still leaning on the bed, holding a book of scriptures in his hands and looking down.
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