Chapter 142
: Coquettish Beastman Tu Shao was quick to act and passed the news to Dan Guan the next day. Dan Guan immediately set out to visit Jian Mo. Dan
Guan had been troubled by alopecia for a long time. When he heard Jian Mo calling him, he hurried over and asked hopefully, "Doctor Jian Mo, is my alopecia curable?"
Jian Mo said quickly, "I'm not sure. I just have a new plan and want you to try it." Dan
Guan's eyes dimmed when he heard that it was not curable.
Jian Mo had no choice. Alopecia was a global problem. Not to mention him, a small pet doctor, even those famous doctors had no solution. If they wanted to cure it, they would probably start from the genetic aspect.
Jian Mo comforted Dan Guan, saying, "Give it a try, maybe it will work?"
Dan Guan: "Okay, how do I try this?"
Jian Mo took out the prepared ginger and showed it to him: "You know Tu Shao, you should know this kind of ginger?"
Dan Guan nodded.
Jian Mo: "I plan to have you rub the alopecia area with ginger slices to see if it can stimulate the hair follicles and grow more hair."
Dan Guan perked up: "Okay."
Jian Mo said again: "Try it for a month first and observe the effect. If you get rashes, blisters or other discomfort, stop temporarily. If not, try again. I'll make a record, and we'll see how your alopecia area is next month."
Dan Guan: "No problem!"
Jian Mo took the three alopecia areas on Dan Guan's body, counted the number of hair roots on the current patches, and made a careful record.
Count it again next month to see if the amount of hair has increased. That will roughly tell whether the ginger in the orc world is useful.
Dan Guan also thinks this method is good and promises to wipe it frequently.
Now that Dan Guan is here, Jian Mo simply asks someone to contact Bei Ya, who has already returned to the Meng'an tribe, and asks him to come for a follow-up check.
There are many people coming to the Mengshui tribe or the Riverside tribe recently, so it is not a big deal to ask passers-by to pass on a message.
Bei Ya cares a lot about his face, so after receiving Jian Mo's message, he came with his future partner.
His future partner is the orc named Yan Ze who has been carrying him on his back, and the two have long been interested in each other.
After the wound on Bei Ya's face healed a little and he finally walked out of the shadow of disfigurement, he agreed to Yan Ze's pursuit, and the two became future partners.
Jian Mo hadn't seen Bei Ya for a while, and he felt quite friendly when he saw him now.
Bei Ya still had a weight loss patch on his face, and the wounds had shrunk into thin white lines. Although there were a lot of white lines, it looked much better than a face full of scars.
Jian Mo said gently, "You're in good condition."
Bei Ya was a little embarrassed, "Thank you."
Jian Mo asked, "How often do you change the weight loss patch now? Do you still use red rock grass on your face?"
Bei Ya nodded, "Yes, I want it to recover better. Change the weight loss patch every five days, and change it after it has been softened. I basically won't get a rash if I change it every five days." The
Meng'an tribe is far away from the riverside tribe, and it was too troublesome for Bei Ya and his friends to come for a follow-up check-up, so Jian Mo gave him the fish maw glue and let him make the weight loss patch himself.
Bei Ya is very skillful and meticulous. He did a good job of reducing the size and taking good care of his face.
After a careful examination, Jian Mo said with relief: "You have recovered well. You can come back for a checkup next month."
Bei Ya has recovered to this extent, and there is not much Jian Mo can do now.
Bei Ya showed his white and neat teeth and said happily: "Thank you, Doctor Jian Mo."
Jian Mo: "You're welcome. Continue to pay attention to sun protection after you go back."
After seeing Bei Ya off, Jian Mo put down his worries and started to deal with the ginger.
He found that the ginger here is not durable.
Maybe the ginger on Earth is not durable either, but the short shelf life of the ginger here is still beyond Jian Mo's expectation.
He quickly emptied the two baskets of ginger at home, put the intact part back into the basket, took out the slightly rotten ginger, and used a knife to cut off the rotten part, then peeled it, took part of it outside to dry, cut part of it into slices, added salt and spice powder to pickle it into pickled ginger. Pickled ginger
is also OK, but now there is no green onion and garlic at home, and there is no chili, so pickled ginger alone is too bland, so Jian Mo simply pickled it into pickles.
Qing Kuang and his friends came back to collect it, and saw Jian Mo processing ginger at home, so they came over to help.
Jian Mo invited them to dinner. There was pickled ginger at home, so there was pickled ginger for dinner.
Qingkuang was amazed: "I didn't expect that pickled ginger is so delicious, spicy and crunchy, and it goes well with rice when mixed with oil."
Jian Mo: "This kind of heavy-tasting food is really delicious, and our Ying Ao also likes it."
Ye Luo: "It's rare that Ying Ao has a favorite food."
Jian Mo agreed: "I think so too, but pickled ginger is too salty, and you can't feed it too much, for fear of hair loss. I plan to make a snack for them later."
Qingkuang: "What?"
Jian Mo smiled mysteriously: "Ginger milk."
No one has heard of this kind of food, but with milk, it must taste good.
As soon as Jian Mo said it, everyone said they wanted to stay and taste it.
Jian Mo originally wanted to treat everyone to it, and he immediately agreed when he heard it.
So, after dinner, Jian Mo took them to milk.
The milk production of the tut-tut beast is still quite good. Jian Mo squeezed out two large buckets of milk just from this evening milking.
Their milk will not be wasted at all. In addition to making cream, butter, cheese, yogurt, etc., humans and winged beasts will also drink it.
Four large buckets of milk a day are just enough for them to consume.
Jian Mo poured the milk into the pot and asked everyone to help boil the milk, stirring it while boiling to prevent it from burning or overflowing.
He mashed some peeled ginger into ginger paste, and then squeezed out the ginger juice, intending to make ginger milk later.
You can add sugar or not to ginger milk. Jian Mo likes sweet taste, so he scooped out the milk for human consumption and sprinkled honey powder into it. After it melted, he poured the still warm animal milk into the bowl with ginger juice.
Soon, the milk in the bowl solidified and formed a smooth milk custard.
Qing Kuang looked at it in surprise: "What is the principle behind this?"
Jian Mo: "I don't know either. This is a way of eating in my hometown."
Qing Kuo: "The ginger and milk in your hometown are different, right? What if it doesn't work?"
Jian Mo shrugged: "If it doesn't work, just drink ginger milk tea. Anyway, it's sweet with sugar, and it will taste good."
As the milk was still hot, Jian Mo planned to make two large portions for Ying Ao and Jiu Jiu.
Their ginger milk also has sugar, but the proportion of sugar is slightly reduced. There is not so much sugar at home, so naturally there is no way to feed two flying beasts.
Everyone ate ginger milk and thought it was delicious.
Qing Kuang sighed: "I always think it's troublesome to raise tutu beasts, but when I see all kinds of milk-containing foods made by your family, I think no matter how troublesome it is, I can give it a try."
Jian Mo encouraged: "Then let's try it."
Qing Kuang thought about it seriously, and still shook his head: "Forget it, it's not worth doing so many more things every day for such a little craving."
Jian Mo: "Then when you want milk, bring the supplies to our house and exchange with us."
Qing Kuang: "That's fine! Otherwise, you can exchange a bucket for my family tomorrow. Ginger milk is really delicious. I'll make some at home and let Banqiu and the others try it."
Min Dang gently put down the spoon: "I want to exchange a bucket the day after tomorrow."
Seeing this, Jian Mo took out a pen and paper from under the table: "Let me write it down first. Who else wants to exchange?"
Ye Luo: "Me!"
While Jian Mo was recording, everyone talked about growing ginger.
Qing Kuang said, "I don't know if ginger can be planted. It's troublesome to always exchange it with other tribes. Why don't we plant some ourselves?"
Jian Mo: "Of course we have to plant it, but I don't know if the season is suitable. The climate here is cold, and I don't know what it will be like after it is planted."
Qing Kuang: "Who cares? Let's plant it first."
Ye Luo: "Since this ginger grows in the wild, it can be planted all year round. It's impossible for it to suddenly die in a certain season, right?"
Jian Mo smiled and said, "That makes sense."
While they were chatting, someone outside shouted, "Doctor Jian Mo - help -"
There were many people who came to see a doctor during this period, but not many people shouted for help.
Jian Mo and his friends immediately put down their work and went out to see.
Outside the yard, there was a huge mammoth carrying two people on its back - they were from the Zhengchi tribe.
One of the two people was sweating profusely, and the other was holding him.
Jian Mo ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"
The mammoth lay down, and one of the people on its back said, "Doctor Jian Mo, my partner Tuchuan is not feeling well, please help him."
The man with cold sweat was being held, and buried his face in his partner's chest. Jian Mo looked at his appearance and thought he was a beastman, so he asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Is it a beastman?"
Tuchuan, who was being held, groaned, "Beastman."
The other person holding him said quickly, "I am the beastman, my name is Ran Shao."
As he said that, Ran Shao carried his partner in a princess hug, slid lightly off the mammoth, and ran to Jian Mo.
Qing Kuang and the others were very curious, but they didn't say anything.
Ran Shao panted and said, "Doctor Jian Mo, can you see us alone?"
Jian Mo knew that this disease involved privacy, and hurriedly said, "Of course, let's go to the clinic."
The mammoth turned back into an orc and put on an orc skin skirt.
Qing Kuang said, "Then come with us, I'll find you a place to stay. Have you had dinner?"
The orc said cheerfully, "Not yet."
Qing Kuang smiled and said, "Let's go to my house."
Jian Mo saw that they had settled down here, and hurriedly said, "Then trouble you, Wu Jiong and I will take the patient to the clinic first."
Jian Mo said, leading the way.
Ran Shao hugged his orc partner and walked quickly with big strides.
Jian Mo saw that he was tall and thin, with sweat on his forehead, and asked: "Do you need Wu Jiong's help?"
Before Ran Shao could speak, Tu Chuan said sullenly in Ran Shao's arms: "No."
Ran Shao quickly said: "I can hold him."
Jian Mo had no choice but to stop asking.
The group rushed to the small clinic.
After closing the door of the small clinic, Tu Chuan shamefully said his problem: "My testicles seem to be twisted."
Jian Mo: "!!!"
Jian Mo suppressed his shock and put on a mask and gloves: "Then let me see."
Wu Jiong also put on a mask and gloves, and helped silently on the side.
Tu Chuan and Ran Shao were both nervous and ashamed, especially Tu Chuan, who buried his face in Ran Shao's arms, asked and answered, didn't ask and didn't answer, tightly shut his mouth, and refused to say a word.
Jian Mo had performed surgery on a puppy to twist his testicles, so this was not a complicated procedure for him.
After the examination, he said seriously, "Let's do a surgery to put the testicles back in place."
Tu Chuan: "They won't be cut off, will they?"
Jian Mo: "No, it's just a small surgery."
This kind of small surgery should have been done with local anesthesia, but Jian Mo didn't have any medicine, so he could only let him drink anesthetic and fall asleep.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong performed the surgery inside.
Ran Shao, who had pressed his paw print on the surgery notice, was waiting outside, pacing back and forth, looking very anxious.
A few minutes later, Jian Mo walked out with Wu Jiong and said to Ran Shao, "The operation was successful. You just need to rest for a while and don't live as a couple for the time being."
Ran Shao breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm pregnant. My belly will probably get bigger soon. I can't stop thinking about it."
Jian Mo, "Huh? You're pregnant?"
Ran Shao, "Yes, we've been a couple for thirteen years. This is the first time you're pregnant. It's not easy."
Jian Mo's point was not this at all, "You're pregnant and you're still hugging your partner?!"
Ran Shao, "It's okay. I'm strong and I can hug him."
Jian Mo looked at him with hatred, "This is not a question of whether I can hug him or not! Come in with me and I'll show you!"
Ran Shao, "Huh?"
Jian Mo: "Yueyue is so young, and you rode an orc here, it was bumpy all the way, and you were riding hard, it's easy to get into trouble!"
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