Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

Chapter 35

The guard pursed his lips and said nothing, not knowing what to write.

"We're about to shake off the robbers behind us."

The guard pulled the horse, and did not rush towards Baizhen, but turned his head and entered a small path, where the dense branches kept scratching their clothes.

"Brother Guard, now that we've got rid of the robbers, where are we going now?"

Physician Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief. In an instant, the pain from when he just blocked the robber's knife came from his hand. The tiger's mouth seemed to be torn apart, and his whole hand trembled uncontrollably.

The guard sitting in front kept shaking, and then fell off his horse, not knowing who he was.

In the Baizhen Medical Center, Hua Qiong was sitting on a cargo box in the backyard, carefully flipping through Mu Yao's works.

In the original "Compendium of Materia Medica", there are many categories, with countless explanations by famous experts, but when it comes to Mu Yao, there are only dozens of prescriptions.

It is indicated in the book that a large amount of content was compiled by the imperial physician of the Great Xing Dynasty. Although a lot of supplements have been made, the taste has completely changed, and it is not the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in memory at all.

Although this medical technique was compiled by an imperial physician, the medicinal materials in it are not affordable for the poor at first glance, and are somewhat restrictive.

But this book obviously has traces of frequent flipping, and there must be a lot of merit in it.

Otherwise, Yanqing wouldn't watch it often.

The most important thing is that Mu Yao, the founding empress, did not write much in the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

It is best not to conflict with your own ideas.

Hua Qiong jumped off the cargo box and went into the medical hall to find Yanqing.

I don't have much money now, and when I first talked to him, it seemed that "fame" could impress him very much.

There were still the same number of people in the medical hall, Yanqing was decocting medicine on one side, looking at the fire in boredom, while holding a medical book in the other hand.

Hua Qiong coughed lightly, Yanqing put down the book and looked at her.

"What medicines are less used in the medical hall now."

"It's hard to say, after all, patients don't get sick based on the amount of medicinal materials."

"Then are there any medicinal materials left from the past?"

"No, if there are leftovers, they can't be used by others. We will send them to the farm for composting."

You really make the best use of everything.

"What medicine do you need now, I can find a way to adjust it for you."

Hua Qiong immediately became excited, and thanked her urgently in the future, Yanqing poured a basin of cold water again.

"Money pays for itself."

Yanqing picked up the medical book and looked at it to himself. Hua Qiong thought about his wallet, except for his and Zhao Tingan's life. He has been spending money recently without any income.

Thinking about the fact that I don't have much friendship with Yanqing, I used to force goods and donkeys into his hands when he didn't want to.

Yanqing secretly looked at Hua Qiong from the corner of her eye, and saw her frowning and standing there without saying a word, in a daze, breathing and thinking about something.

Then she raised her head, as if she had made some decision, and said to Yanqing: "Yanqing, I will give you all the money I have on me, can you help me get a batch of high-quality medicinal materials?"

"All the money?"

Yanqing closed the book and asked, "How much money do you have?"

"Not much, but there are things I want to do."

Yanqing seemed to see his master, he was reading medical books while making medicine.

"Master, why do you want to read these medical books repeatedly, why don't you take a break?"

"Qing'er, there is something you want to do as a teacher, how dare you rest for a while."

Yan Qing put down the medical book in his hand, and said to Hua Qiong: "It's all the money you said."

"Yes."

"give it to me."

Yanqing stretched out a hand, Hua Qiong hesitated, took out a purse from his bosom, and handed it to him.

Yan Qing weighed it, but the weight was unclear, but compared to the silver he had seen, it was nothing worth mentioning.

"This is all my wealth."

"Understood, what medicine do you want to use, just come to me."

"I want it now, cinnamon twig, hawthorn, angelica, motherwort, if you have brown sugar, you'd better give me some too."

"What are you doing with these?"

"There are also paper and straw wrapping medicine."

"When can you give it to me?"

"within today."

Hua Qiong really didn't expect Yanqing to agree so quickly. Although this kid loves money, he is very respectful. The donkey he took care of last time has gained a lot of weight, so it can be seen that he is not such a hard-hearted person.

It's just that I only have such a chance, and I can't tolerate failure.

Alas, the pressure is so great, it's like going back to the time of the high school math test, in order not to fail the subject, I add more time to do the questions every day.

Is there any way to increase your success rate?

Hua Qiong looked around in the medical hall, Yan Qing frowned, and said: "This medical hall has been the painstaking effort of my master all my life. What I can do now is to supply you with medicinal materials. If you need it, I can see the doctor temporarily." .”

"But you can't use the name of the hospital to do your own business."

Hua Qiong nodded. It would be great to be able to borrow medicinal materials, but I don't know how many days my silver taels will be worth, but Yanqing himself is willing to help, what a surprise!

Hua Qiong picked up the pen and paper next to her and wrote out a prescription: Guizhi Jujube Soup.

In order to improve the health of myself and my roommates, although I have taken western medicine for a while, but it is not effective in curing the root cause, I still need to regulate the body, so I can say that I am very familiar with the prescriptions of this kind of Chinese medicine.

Now as long as these traditional Chinese medicines are prepared according to the proportion, plus your own marketing ideas, there will be splashes.

At this time, the crowd outside the door continued to make noise.

Yanqing and Hua Qiong looked out, and they made way out of the crowded crowd.

Before people arrive, the taste comes first.

A sour smell floated faintly in the air, mixed with the smell of fried medicine, causing everyone to run away, Yanqing walked towards the door.

I saw a bald thick wooden stick sticking out from the threshold first, followed by a withered old hand, covered with dirt, the person who came here couldn't see the face clearly, but he was stooped and looked very old. Trembling.

Yanqing was afraid that he would fall, so he reached out to help him.

The old beggar waved his hand, striding over the low threshold by himself, then Yanqing ordered that no threshold should be placed at the door from now on, and the threshold should be put back after everyone left.

Hua Qiong saw that he was obviously a beggar, his eyes were cloudy, but he always seemed to be staring at himself.

"How is the old man?"

"Oops, my legs hurt all the time, and I think I should come here and see."

Yanqing asked the old man to go to the inner hall for treatment.

"I am an old beggar, I have no money to see a doctor."

"Our medical clinic has a fixed number of free consultations every month, so you can go to see a doctor with peace of mind."

"Miaozai Miaozai, you have a free consultation, and I have a righteous face, little offspring, how about I come to give you a face-to-face interview?"

Yanqing smiled, and politely refused: "Life and death have their own destiny, and as a doctor, I don't have to look at each other."

"Everything pays attention to harmony. You have a free clinic. I accepted it, but I don't accept my righteousness. What do you mean? Don't you think I'm getting old so you can be fooled!"

The people around began to discuss constantly, how could this old beggar be forced to accept his face when others saw a doctor.

It's unreasonable and weird.

Seeing the old beggar making a fuss, he began beating people with a cane.

(End of this chapter)