Adding a medicine to achieve miraculous effects

"But this prescription is effective, and the patient's vomiting has been alleviated. Why should we change it?" Shen Roujiao's questions were all nonsensical.

"The current prescription only improves vomiting, but does not eliminate high fever. It is too slow to take effect. In the early stage, the use of aspirin and traditional Chinese medicine for relieving the exterior caused a lot of sweating, which is a manifestation of yin deficiency, qi and blood deficiency. Without qi replenishment, the effect is a hundred times worse. This prescription lacks the important ingredient of astragalus."

Every word Zhou Huaiyue said was full of gems. Although Shen Roujiao didn't quite understand what he said, it didn't affect her admiring look at all.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Huaiyue felt hot on his back and felt uncomfortable as she stared at him left and right.

"No, I just feel that you are a little different this time." Shen Roujiao smiled foolishly. Not only did her master's temper improve, but he also became more handsome.

"So what?" he asked, back straight.

"I admire Master even more. Hehe." Shen Roujiao was never stingy when it came to complimenting people. She would never compliment someone more than 50%. But this time, she was speaking the truth and expressing her admiration for Zhou Huaiyue.

He not only has a dictionary of medicinal materials in his head, but also medical books, and he can draw such beautiful pictures. He is really amazing and knows everything. Of course, except for his ugly handwriting and bad temper, he doesn't seem to have any major problems.

"Really? Then keep working hard." Zhou Huaiyue felt so happy in his heart that he floated up uncontrollably when she held him so lightly.

"Master, do you want me to discuss this prescription with someone else?" The compliment in the beginning was mainly to pave the way for the following sentence. Shen Roujiao actually wanted him to ask the mother in the original text, who was from a family of famous doctors and had turned things around.

Zhou Huaiyue's heart, which had just been filled with joy, was instantly shattered to pieces. His face drooped, his brows furrowed, and he asked in a sharp voice, "What do you mean? Do you think I'm not good enough?"

Uh!

He gets angry like a lion at the mere mention of one word.

Does he know that a man can't say no?

Hastily explaining, Shen Roujiao said softly, "No. I know you're very capable. I just want to be absolutely sure." The words fell.

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Both the speaker and the listener were stunned.

How would I know if he can do it?

How does she know whether I can do it or not?

"No, I, I..." In the split second when their eyes met, Shen Roujiao's eyes quickly dodged away, her face suddenly turned red, spreading to her ears, and she stammered, revealing embarrassment and uneasiness.

"Stop talking about me. Even if my mother comes, she has to discuss it with me. Go find Mayor Lu now. I want to change the prescription." Zhou Huaiyue held her shoulders, turned Shen Roujiao around with a little force, put his hands behind her back and pushed her forward.

"What? Auntie discussed this with you?" Doubly shocked.

In the original story, Zhou Huaiyue has been standing silently beside his mother, the miracle doctor, without saying a word, acting as a qualified background board. But no one expected that he is so fierce in reality, and is completely a hidden boss.

"I have more prescriptions in my head than she does. Is that strange? Let's go quickly and stop wasting time asking questions." He wanted to cure the patients with the plague quickly and take Shen Roujiao to Ping'an as soon as possible. The master was still waiting for her.

Zhou Huaiyue, who was forced by his grandmother and grandfather to memorize medicinal materials and prescriptions since he was a child, suffered a lot. He was his mother's only choice when using a dictionary at a very young age. Her original words were: My son is better than a dictionary. He can search for prescriptions directly under the medicinal materials.

"No." Shen Roujiao spread her arms and blocked his way.

She understood what Lu Qinglan meant. His question yesterday clearly showed that he was unwilling to let Zhou Huaiyue get involved in this mess, so he deliberately reminded her: Don't mention who the master is, you are responsible for your own actions.

"You don't need to look for Mayor Lu. Just write down the prescription and give it to Secretary Wu. They will discuss it."

Zhou Huaiyue looked at Shen Roujiao doubtfully for a few times, and then remembered what Secretary Wu had said: Come to me no matter what.

He didn't think much about it and said to the ghostwriter, "Then I'll talk, and you write."

Shen Roujiao took out a pen and paper from the pocket of her white coat and wrote down: add or subtract ingredients to Yinxuansan and Baihutang, remove the mustard and add whole worm, earthworm, mint, turmeric, and calamus, use astragalus for weight gain, and extinguish wind and unblock the bowels.

Holding the new prescription, Shen Roujiao sent Zhou Huaiyue away and asked him to check whether the amount of astragalus was sufficient, while she went to see Mayor Lu alone.

Secretary Wu and Zhang Qingjun were also in the tent. Shen Roujiao handed the prescription to Secretary Wu and said to Mayor Lu, "Last night, I was reading ancient books," she stole a glance at Zhang Qingjun, whose face was as black as iron, "and accidentally found an ancient prescription for treating this kind of plague, so I copied it down. It has one more ingredient, astragalus, than the current prescription, and the grams of two of the ingredients have slight changes, but the others are the same. Take a look..."

"Ancient books?" Wu Yi's eyes almost popped out of round shapes. She didn't wake up last night, so where did she find the time to read, especially ancient books?

"I found it for her." Zhang Qingjun added lightly, his eyes quickly scanning Shen Roujiao's face.

With someone's help, Shen Roujiao immediately gained confidence and copied Zhou Huaiyue's words, "The cause of the disease is the evil of epidemic toxins; the pathogenesis is excessive internal heat, and the heat toxins directly enter the blood; forced sweating will cause the patient's yin to be deficient, and the qi and blood to be insufficient, and the body's yang will be active but the yin will not be sufficient; clearing away heat and detoxification, extinguishing wind and unblocking the meridians are correct, but if you don't replenish qi, the effect will be a hundred times worse."

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Don’t say it, really don’t say it.

This short poem really sounds like it came from reading an ancient book.

Wu Yi and Zhang Qingjun looked at Shen Roujiao at the same time. Everyone knew what the prescription in her hand was about, but Shen Roujiao acted very convincingly and spoke very logically without any stage fright.

"Xiao Wu, go call Director Sun over to discuss this. Everyone, go out." Lu Qinglan leaned back in her chair, holding the prescription that Wu Yi had handed over to her. Her handwriting was resolute and powerful, and her temperament was tough, like a strong wind in the wild, full of power, in stark contrast to her well-behaved and docile little face.

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"This prescription," Director Sun compared his own prescription with the one on the desk. After a while, he looked up at Mayor Lu and asked excitedly, "Who wrote this prescription?"

"Director, are you saying this prescription can be used?" Wu Yi expressed the doubts of everyone present. He knew that this prescription was written by Zhou Huaiyue, and he also knew that Zhou Huaiyue knew about medicinal materials, but he didn't know that he really understood medicine and was a "master".

Director Sun picked up the prescription and held it in his palm like a treasure. His eyes were bright and his voice was joyful and anxious: "Not only can it be used, it must be used. It's a miraculous prescription! You should be able to see the effect after taking a dose of the soup. Quickly prescribe the medicine according to this prescription, quickly."

The doctor who was traveling with him immediately stepped forward to take the prescription, wanting to see what was so special about this miraculous prescription. It was the first time they had seen such praise from Director Sun, who had become famous at a young age. It was truly rare.

"Great! This astragalus is used very well."

"Astragalus is used to replenish Qi and strengthen the skin surface, making Qi and blood active."

"Originally, each herb only has a 30% efficacy, but once Astragalus is added, the efficacy rises to 80%, so the effect will definitely be seen quickly."

“Astragalus is like a booster for each herb. It’s a stroke of genius.”

Last night, the entire medical team was still in a meeting to discuss whether to change the prescription, because just stopping vomiting means the effect is not ideal. The direction is right, but the effect of the medicine is too slow, and it is far from enough to achieve a cure.

More than a dozen doctors spent several hours trying to come up with no better solution. They were getting anxious when they saw this prescription that turned out to be very effective. They were overjoyed. It was like there is always someone better than you, and the doctor was truly superior.

"Xiao Wu, go down and get the prescription and boil the medicine." Lu Qinglan's solemn expression eased a lot. He only knew that Zhou Huaiyue was good at painting and was lazy, but he didn't know that he had the ability to save the world. That's why he was worried that Shen Roujiao would reveal the identity of the master, fearing that it would implicate Zhou Huaiyue.

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In the dozen or so stoves for decocting medicine, flames rose high, but there were no medicine jars on top.

"Aren't you going to boil the medicine yet? Usually, a bucket of it would have been boiled by this time." The person in charge of boiling the medicine was getting anxious. So many patients were still groaning in pain, but the prescription was already prepared, so why wasn't anyone using it?

"Brother Wang, wait a little longer. It should be here soon." Shen Roujiao's fingers turned white from pinching. She stared at Mayor Lu's tent. She just saw Wu Yi leading Director Sun and his group past. The result should be out soon.

"Why are you nervous?" Zhou Huaiyue's calmness was in stark contrast to everyone's anxious expressions.

He did not prepare the medicine according to the previous prescription at all, but used his own prescription. When he was about to cook the medicine, Shen Roujiao held him firmly, "Wait a minute, Secretary Wu will come over and get angry again."

Zhou Huaiyue froze in place, staring at Shen Roujiao quietly, and said in a neutral tone, "You think too much." He was not afraid of any responsibility or reputation. Compared with saving lives, those were empty and he didn't care.

"Just wait a moment." She raised her index finger and smiled naively at Zhou Huaiyue.

Shen Roujiao understood Zhou Huaiyue. She had originally thought that as long as he could save people, it would be fine. But Zhang Qingjun was right. Someone must be responsible for matters involving human lives. In the final analysis, the biggest responsibility was on Lu Qinglan. As long as he made a decision, he would be responsible.

Be cautious, yes.

It really is a wait and see situation.

Wu Yi opened the curtain and trotted towards them, "Huai Yue, Rou Jiao, boil the medicine according to the prescription."

Shen Rou stood up and excitedly shouted to the people standing by: "Brother Wang, get to work."

Medicine jars were filled with water, one jar after another, one bucket after another, and finally, bowl after bowl, they were delivered to the patients. After they all took it, except Zhou Huaiyue, all decision-makers and medical teams were anxiously waiting for the medicine to take effect.

Shen Roujiao's torment reached its peak, but she had a good way to relieve it: running.

Then, a strange phenomenon occurred.

In the wilderness, three people were circling a makeshift venue, Shen Roujiao was in the middle, Zhou Huaiyue was on the left, and Zhang Qingjun was on the right.

After two laps, Shen Roujiao could no longer run, leaving only Zhou Huaiyue and Zhang Qingjun in the fight. However, he was no match for Zhang Qingjun, who often ran fifty kilometers.

Zhou Huaiyue finally lost in the fifth lap. He was so tired that he almost had a stitch in his side. He collapsed to the side and muttered unconvincedly, "Is he a human being? He can really run."

Shen Roujiao laughed so hard that she started to chuckle. She was muttering in her heart: Other people try to highlight their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, but Master Zhou only highlights his weaknesses and avoids his strengths.

"Little boss! Brother!" someone shouted at them from a distance.

Zhang Qingjie?

How come he is here?

The person behind is, Wang Li?

Why is she here?

"Brother Zhang, Sister Wang! Why are you here?" Shen Roujiao rushed over.

"My mother is unconscious and was sent here for treatment." Tears hung on Wang Li's long eyelashes. Her apricot-like eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

When a beautiful woman sheds tears, I feel pity.

It was the first time that Shen Roujiao saw someone cry so beautifully. She looked like a sad fairy walking out of a painting, her beauty was touching even when she was crying.

She was about to go forward to comfort them, but was pulled back by someone, "Stay away from them. Put on your mask!"