Chapter 285 Meeting a Noble Person
Lu Miao's condition became more and more dangerous as time went on.
The medicine is ready, so it’s best to act quickly.
Mr. Qian is old, and he felt bad for causing trouble so late at night.
But due to special circumstances, Fu Jingyou couldn't take care of so many things.
Tang Mei also knew that the matter was urgent, so she hurried out to look for someone.
Lu Yuanzheng made two plans.
Afraid that Fu Jingyou would not be able to get the medicinal herbs back, after Fu Jingyou left during the day, Lu Yuanzheng arranged a car and took Mr. Qian to the countryside to look for herbs, digging them up as they went.
Even if you have to prepare the herbs on the spot in a hurry, it is better than waiting.
After searching for most of the day, Mr. Qian actually dug up a Rehmannia root.
Time is rushing and we are all racing against time.
Even at this time, Mr. Qian didn't rest.
Lu Yuanzheng was sitting by his side, and a small stove was set up in the corner of the hospital cafeteria for Mr. Qian to prepare Rehmannia.
The preparation of Rehmannia glutinosa requires nine steaming and nine drying processes.
The essence of Rehmannia mixed with rice wine filtered out during the initial steaming needs to be preserved. This essence needs to be evenly mixed into each subsequent steaming and drying.
This process will take a month.
Patients can't wait that long.
I’m afraid that Fu Jingyou won’t be able to bring back the essential medicinal herbs.
Mr. Qian racked his brains and tried to break the traditional method of preparing Rehmannia glutinosa. He tried soaking Rehmannia glutinosa in rice wine and sealing and steaming it to shorten the preparation time.
The hospital cafeteria was busy when Tang Mei came over with Fu Jingyou carrying a backpack.
"Mr. Qian, I have the medicine! I have the medicine!"
Mr. Qian was startled, and Fu Jingyou quickly stepped forward and handed over the backpack:
"Old man, you take a look, right?"
The county has electricity, and dim lights are on in the hospital cafeteria.
Mr. Qian opened a small oil-paper package and saw that the herbs inside were all prepared:
"This is……"
Fu Jingyou remembered and said:
"The red string is Siwu Decoction, and the hemp string is Sijunzi Decoction..."
Thinking that the medicines were all mixed together, it seemed that they were already prepared. Not sure if it was the kind that Mr. Qian wanted, Fu Jingyou hurriedly asked:
"Do you want to pick it out and rematch it?"
Mr. Qian shook his head and opened several packages in a row.
Both Siwu Decoction and Sijunzi Decoction are prepared.
There are seven pairs of the same kind, and each pair is played twice a day, morning and evening.
It can be mixed with other soups and boiled every few days to keep it going for a while.
The medicine is good too.
Look at the processed Rehmannia root slices, which are black all over and emit a faint golden light under the small yellow electric light.
It feels dry and shriveled without a trace of excess moisture, which is enough to show the other party's exquisite craftsmanship in preparing the medicinal materials!
The other party not only understands the business, but also understands him!
Just by knowing a few medicinal ingredients, I can tell what prescription he is going to make.
Mr. Qian sighed and laughed:
"Very good, very good, that's all! Young man, you've met a noble person!"
Seeing him smile, Fu Jingyou felt a little more at ease.
What Fu Jingyou didn't say explicitly was that in his heart, Mr. Qian was also a noble person.
The medicine was ready. Mr. Qian asked Fu Jingyou for the remaining half ginseng and immediately began to prepare and decoct the medicine.
That night, Lu Miao drank his first bowl of Chinese medicine.
She was unconscious and the food flowed out as soon as she was fed into her mouth.
Later, it was Mr. Qian who took over. He skillfully pinched open the jawbone and, after some time, managed to force the patient to swallow a whole bowl of medicine.
Tang Mei was anxious and asked the thoughts of several people in the room:
"I have the medicine, and I can take it. Old sir, when will this patient recover? When will the effect be seen?"
Everyone in the room looked at Mr. Qian.
Mr. Qian uttered an "uh," somewhat puzzled by the question:
"Chinese medicine takes a long time to work, so you can't rush it. It has to be combined with acupuncture and acupressure."
Fu Jingyou said: "Acupuncture, do you want the needles now? What do you need? I'll go prepare it!"
Mr. Qian hurriedly said, "Don't worry, young man. My eyesight is failing and I can't see at night. The acupuncture will have to wait until tomorrow morning."
Fu Jingyou's excited heart calmed down, and even though he was anxious, there was nothing he could do.
Mr. Qian continued, "Speaking of this, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. Tomorrow when you're doing the acupuncture, you have to send someone to follow along and learn..."
Mr. Qian has a special identity. He was released on bail this time and will have to return to the Northwest later.
Tang Mei told Fu Jingyou all this in private.
After saying this, Mr. Qian also looked tired.
Fu Jingyou couldn't bother him anymore.
After all, the old man is old.
After saying hello to the people in the room, Fu Jingyou sent Mr. Qian back to rest.
After returning to the ward, Lu Yuanzheng sat against the wall with his eyes closed.
The hospital arranged two empty beds during the day, and Tang Mei and Chen Guifen lay down and took a nap.
Dabao slept soundly next to Tangmei.
The second baby finally had a full meal in the afternoon and had a sound sleep all afternoon. Now he is awake, looking around with his dark little eyes, being well-behaved and not making any noise at all.
With hope in his heart, Fu Jingyou was not sleepy at all. He picked up his second baby and kissed him several times.
The little guy was too thin and too small, and he couldn't match the heavy and solid feeling of being in his brother's arms.
I will also ask Mr. Qian tomorrow to see if there is anything I can use to make soup or water to feed him.
Erbao's face was pricked by his father's stubble, and his little brows were frowned unhappily.
Fu Jingyou teased her with his fingers, but she didn't hold a grudge at all and kicked her legs and giggled with joy.
The girl really looks like her mother. The more Fu Jingyou looks at her, the more he loves her. He coaxes Erbao and kisses her soft little face several times.
Lu Yuanzheng listened to the noise and opened his eyelids slightly.
Fu Jingyou put Erbao next to his daughter, took a stool and tiptoed under the bedside table, holding his daughter's hand with expectant and loving eyes.
This young man doesn't have much ability, but he loves his daughter to the core.
But is it enough to just have love?
Something illusory...
Lu Yuanzheng frowned and closed his eyes silently again.
On the other side, Fu Jingyou held Lu Miao's hand and rubbed her delicate back of the hand with his rough fingertips.
Hope she gets better soon.
After more than half an hour, Chen Guifen got up to help Dabao and Erbao urinate, and saw Fu Jingyou still sitting by the bed.
Seeing that he looked haggard and neither human nor ghost, Chen Guifen shook her head and said that she would take over his shift and let him sleep for a while.
Fu Jingyou shook his head and refused.
Chen Guifen lowered her voice and said:
"What do you look like? If Miao wakes up, will she not be disgusted by you when she sees you?"
Fu Jingyou thought about it and agreed.
Fu Jingyou adjusted the direction of the hospital bed and lay side by side with Lu Miao. He stared at Lu Miao's profile for a long time. His head sank and he fell asleep.
Normally, when he has something on his mind, he just holds on. After all, he is not made of iron. Fu Jingyou fell into a deep sleep after being kicked.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already early the next morning.
Lu Yuanzheng was not in the room. Tang Mei and Chen Guifen were discussing who would go to the cafeteria to get food.
Fu Jingyou asked the two of them to stay in the ward to look after Lu Miao and the child while he went to get food.
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