Chapter 68: One-to-one customized service for Adenophora and Polygonatum odoratum Old Duck Soup...
Shen Jiang said, "Drink this glass of water."
Yan Yian showed a questioning look on her face, and she looked at Lin Yunqing: Is this how this doctor treats you?
Why does he look a little weird?
Lin Yunqing was also confused, but she trusted Shen Jiang very much, so she encouraged her, "Sister Yi'an, listen to Doctor Shen and try drinking water first."
If Zi Ning were here, she would immediately understand why Shen Jiang did this, because Shen Jiang had taught her how to judge the cold or heat in the patient's body.
If it was a cold syndrome, the patient would definitely want to drink hot water. But now she gave Yan Yian a glass of cold water, and she immediately nodded, which just proved that she had heat in her body.
Yan Yian drank half a cup of boiled water doubtfully. She felt indescribably refreshed and didn't feel like vomiting.
The clinic was very quiet.
Yan Yian was surprised and asked, "What did you just add to the water?"
Shen Jiang laughed, "I didn't add anything, just ordinary water."
In front of the two of them, she went to get another half-cup of cold water and placed it in front of the patient. "Can you drink it?"
Yan Yian didn't know what she was up to, but she certainly didn't have enough to drink, so she drank another half cup without hesitation.
This time, she still showed no signs of vomiting, but instead felt less suffocated.
Yan Yian's face was filled with disbelief.
Did they really use boiled water to treat her? That's really strange.
Shen Jiang felt confident. Now that she had a clear understanding of the situation, she could start writing a prescription. She began to write and draw on paper.
Yan Yian looked at the straight-backed young doctor before her. Now, looking at her again, she noticed something she hadn't noticed before: despite her youth, this baby-faced female doctor spoke with neither servility nor arrogance, always maintaining a calm demeanor. And then there's her handwriting: its powerful strokes, graceful and graceful, like a startling dragon. Unlike the scribbles she'd seen before, this Doctor Shen's handwriting was truly beautiful.
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He Mei looked at the prescription in her hand, feeling a little strange.
Why do you prescribe a medicine?
But thinking about the personality of the patient in front of her... He Mei thought that the patient had made this request on purpose, so she did not show any doubts, quietly prepared the medicine, and took Huanhuan to the pharmacy.
It was lunchtime, so Lin Yunqing asked Yan Yian to go out for lunch first, so she could take the medicine when she came back. This was Shen Jiang's instruction. After Yan Yian finished the medicine in the store, she would re-prescribe it according to her condition.
Yan Yian found it quite novel. She had only ever seen custom-made clothes made to measure, but she had never seen a doctor treat patients like this. If this young doctor wasn't being so mysterious, then she would have truly found a treasure today.
One-on-one traditional Chinese medicine service is a service that the big experts outside who only have one appointment every five minutes will not provide.
Yan Yian pressed his chest and said, "I have no appetite. Go eat by yourself."
Not only would she vomit after eating, she would sometimes even vomit when she smelled food. In the past six months, she has hardly ever eaten in restaurants.
Lin Yunqing saw that her eyes were always drifting towards the medicine decoction room, and knew that she wanted to wait here for the medicine to be boiled, so he simply waited with her.
Half an hour later, Yan Yian drank the prepared Chinese medicine and felt an indescribable drowsiness. Fortunately, it was June and the weather was hot. Shen Jiang pulled out the sunbed that Grandma used, gave her a small blanket, and let her take a nap in the shade.
When Yan Yian woke up, the yard was bustling with activity. A middle-aged man and woman were busily steaming and drying herbs in the yard. The unique herbal aroma of the herbs, combined with the scent of the sun, made Yan Yian almost lose track of where he was.
But the middle-aged woman saw that she had woken up and shouted, "Shen Jiang, the patient is awake."
Yan Yian then remembered that she had come out to see a doctor today. After taking the medicine, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep in the clinic. Speaking of which, she felt that there seemed to be something different about her.
Yes, the occasional nausea and vomiting had vanished. It was as if the cold water had washed away all the annoyance in her body, and she now felt an indescribable sense of relief.
Yan Yian was stunned when she realized what was happening. The medicine the young doctor had prescribed was only a little over fifty yuan, and with the registration fee, it was only a little over sixty. Their dog's daily food expenses were more than that. Her face flushed as she thought about the impolite words she had said in front of Dr. Shen when she first entered this small clinic.
Shen Jiang walked out of the room and saw Yan Yian sitting in a chair in a daze with a complicated expression.
Shen Jiang walked over and felt her pulse. Sure enough, her pulse had changed.
Shen Jiang nodded, very satisfied with the effect of the medicine, "Okay, you can go home."
The more Shen Jiang acted like this, the more Yan Yian refused to leave. "Doctor Shen, I was rude before, but I think this dose is too little. How about you prescribe me some more medicine to consolidate the effect?"
Shen Jiang thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll give you a recipe and you can go home and make some soup."
Yan Yian was a little dumbfounded. This seemed like he really didn't want to make money from her.
But what surprised her was that there were several Chinese medicinal ingredients in the recipe given to her by Dr. Shen. Yan Yian thought: As long as there are medicines, it's fine.
Shen Jiang: "The herbs in my store are better than those in other Chinese medicine stores. If you are worried, you can buy them from other stores. But don't buy cheap ones. Good herbs are not cheap these days."
At the end, her tone sounded somewhat helpless.
Yan Yian: "Doctor Shen, I didn't recognize you before. I didn't expect that at such a young age, your medical skills are even better than those of the provincial experts. I'll do it right here, no matter how much it costs!"
Just kidding, the last thing Yan Yian lacks is money. She just doesn't like being treated like a fool. It doesn't mean she is unwilling to spend money.
Huanhuan in the pharmacy was clearly intimidated by this aggressive auntie. Seeing Yan Yian approach, she immediately ducked her head under the counter. Seeing her like this, Yan Yian felt a surge of guilt. After taking a deep breath, she took the initiative to apologize: "Little boy, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have spoken like that. I want to say sorry to you."
He Mei was somewhat surprised by the change in her patient. How could Dr. Shen have such a proud person transformed so dramatically in just a few hours with just one dose of medicine? However, she didn't presume to forgive him on her daughter's behalf. She patted Huanhuan's shoulder and said, "Auntie is talking to you, Huanhuan."
Huanhuan looked up and was met with Yan Yian's forced friendly smile. She was so frightened that she buried her head in her mother's arms again, and after a few seconds, she quietly peeked out to look at this suddenly friendly aunt.
Shen Jiang's recipe for Yan Yian is a soup with adenophora, polygonatum, and old duck. The recipe is simple. After washing and chopping the duck, blanch it in cold water. Add ginger to remove the fishy smell. Once the duck is blanched, add the soaked adenophora, polygonatum, and ginger. Pour in an appropriate amount of warm water, bring to a boil, then simmer over low heat for an hour and a half.
It takes 9g of Adenophora Root and 9g of Polygonatum Osmanthus to make one soup. Shen Jiang first prescribed her a dosage for 5 times. As for ginger, he asked her to buy it at the vegetable market. So in the end, Yan Yian only spent less than 200 yuan on the medicine.
Yan Yian held Dr. Shen's handwritten recipe book and looked at the old, deserted clinic, feeling a mixture of emotions. She had thought Dr. Shen had mentioned the medicine was expensive, so she had expected it to cost several thousand yuan. But in the end, it only cost a little over a hundred yuan.
She couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Shen, your medicine is too cheap. Considering the situation of your store, this won't work."
Shen Jiang somewhat understood what Lin Yunqing had said about Yan Yian, a person who speaks her mind. Why did these words of worry sound so strange when they came out of her mouth?
Shen Jiang: "Actually, the price of medicinal materials in our clinic is much higher than those outside, but the medicine that suits your condition is just this price." After all, she didn't prescribe much medicine.
The implication was that the medicine in their clinic was not cheap. If Yan Yian said this to others, she would be criticized to death. Her grandmother was scolded by some old patients before, not because of the high price of medicine.
She now has one or two patients a day, and Director Chen Ping and Doctor Lu can also bring a lot of patients to the clinic. Once this bulk of income stabilizes, the monthly turnover can reach hundreds of thousands to two hundred thousand yuan.
Furthermore, with the medicinal materials, once the largest cost, now free, the store's biggest expense is now labor. Besides her cousin, He Mei, two doctors, and several otherworldly natives, she now manages a staff. In short, Mingxintang is currently balanced, neither making a profit nor losing money.
The invisible assets are the rare medicinal herbs in her hands. If these herbs can be sold for money, it will be amazing.
Lin Yunqing rushed over from next door. When he heard that Yan Yian had just prepared two herbs to make soup, he was a little absent-minded.
Lin Yunqing: "Doctor Shen, can medicated food really replace medication?"
Shen Jiang: "There's a theory in the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine: 'Five grains for nourishment, five fruits for support, five animals for benefit, and five vegetables for fullness.' As long as it's good for your health, it doesn't matter whether you're taking medicine or eating regular food."
Lin Yunqing pondered. When she'd first encountered herbal culinary practices at the free clinic, she'd felt like she'd opened the door to a new world. Hearing Dr. Shen's words today, Lin Yunqing seemed to have made up her mind. She suddenly said, "Doctor Shen, can I learn from you about herbal culinary practices? Don't worry, I can pay for it."
Yan Yian nodded and applauded: "If your store sells this Adenophora, Polygonatum and Duck Soup someday, I will come directly to your store to drink it."
Shen Jiang frowned: "Adenophora and Polygonatum bamboo shoot soup is only suitable for people with simple yin deficiency. People with other constitutions should not drink it, especially those with a cold."
Lin Yunqing's excitement was dampened by Dr. Shen's serious expression. She immediately gave up and said, "What Dr. Shen said makes sense. I just took it for granted."
Seeing her like this, Shen Jiang softened his tone and said, "Medicine is not like other things. If you take it incorrectly, it can cause harm. Let me recommend a few books to you so you can learn how to distinguish different body types. If you pass my test, I can teach you."
You have to know that different people's body constitutions can respond differently to medicinal food. Only by treating the symptoms can the true effect of medicinal food be achieved."
If Lin Yunqing was willing to work hard to learn, Shen Jiang would not hesitate to teach her everything she knew about medicinal cuisine. If she gave up halfway, this would also be a good way to stop her from pursuing it.
Lin Yunqing looked up, his eyes sparkling. "Doctor Shen, you're absolutely right! I'll listen to you!"
At three o'clock in the afternoon, an uninvited guest walked into Mingxin Hall.
This is a real uninvited guest in Shen Jiang's eyes, the only one who has unlocked Shen Jiang's blacklist function.
Su Qing.
Why is she here? Shen Jiang's expression changed.
Grandma was fully awake, and their Mingxin Hall had undergone a complete and drastic change that was completely different from what she had dreamed of.
Shen Jiang was stunned when he caught a glimpse of the date out of the corner of his eye. In his dream, Su Qing also came to Mingxin Hall on this day.
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