Mr. Nie was stunned, and Nie Rong asked uncertainly: "20 years, Ms. Ye, are you wrong?"

The Nie family's personal doctor had already concluded that my grandfather's illness would be the limit for two months.

Ye Zhen held a writing brush and slowly wrote down several names of medicines. Her handwriting was very calm and sophisticated, but what was even more calm was her attitude.

She pushed the wet paper raft in front of Mr. Nie Haicheng and said slowly: "Mr. Nie heard you right, I did say 20 years, but the premise is that you have to find all these medicines."

Ye Zhen was really well-maintained. Her face was as bright as jade, making it impossible to tell her age.

Nie Rong couldn't help but blush a little when she called him "little sir" in an old-fashioned way.

He calmed down, then looked at the paper raft, and then frowned deeply.

Nie Haicheng had become a doctor after a long illness, and he knew more or less about the traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions for treating diabetes and kidney disease. However, looking at the names of these medicines in front of him, he could not understand Ye Zhen's method at all.

He knew about some medicines and took them regularly, but he had never even heard of some medicines.

When Ye Zhen spoke, her voice was very soft and her lips barely opened and closed, so even if the cameraman was filming, some people with ulterior motives could not analyze her words based on her mouth shape.

She took a sip of hot tea and explained: "The first medicine, Ziheche, should the old gentleman know about it?"

Nie Haicheng nodded, but Nie Rong asked curiously: "What is the Zihe Che?"

He had just returned from abroad and really didn't understand these so-called "feudal dross".

Ye Zhen further explained: "The Zihe car is the human placenta, but the Zihe car I want is different from the ordinary Zihe car. It has to be delivered with the umbilical cord attached. The fresher the better."

Nie Rong's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously covered his stomach for fear of vomiting it out.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Using human placenta as medicine, isn't this tantamount to cannibalism?"

He originally thought that acupuncture and cupping were already weird, but he didn't expect that there were even weirder ones.

If he had known that Chinese medicine was so weird, he would never have brought his grandfather on this trip.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Nie Haicheng, but Mr. Nie pressed his shoulders, telling him to calm down.

"What's the difference between a Zihe car and a Zihe car with the umbilical cord attached? I hope you can help me clarify my doubts."

Mr. Nie asked sincerely.He eats more salt than his grandson eats rice, so naturally he will not be frightened by a blind medicine.

"Fetuses that have not yet been born naturally possess a qi, which can help their bodies to slowly develop to a complete state and gain consciousness. In traditional Chinese medicine, we call this qi the innate qi."

"But after the baby is born, this innate Qi is polluted by the secular world and slowly dissipates. The umbilical cord where the placenta is attached is called 'Kan Qi' in ancient times. The old gentleman should have guessed the reason, right?"

Nie Haicheng suddenly realized and said: "This umbilical cord still retains the last trace of innate Qi, so it is called Kan Qi?"

"That's right. After the medicine is delivered, I have to use a special treatment method to lock the energy, so it needs to be fresh, preferably freshly peeled off from the mother's body."

"Understood." Nie Haicheng nodded carefully, and his fingertips couldn't help but tap on the words "Zihe Che".

Nie Rong's Adam's apple moved up and down, as if he couldn't bear it, but he didn't dare to interrupt the conversation between the two.He could already see that his grandfather's mentality had changed. The "dead horse as a living horse doctor" when he first came here was replaced by hope and trust.

However, these medicines were so unreliable that he could not convince himself to accept them.

"Does thousand-year amber have to be amber that is thousands of years old? One year less is not enough?" Nie Haicheng continued to ask.

"Yes, the year must not be less than a thousand years." Ye Zhen nodded.

"This Lingzhi, did you miss a word or write a wrong word?"

"That's right, what I want is Lingzhi, not Wulingzhi or Ganoderma lucidum, just Lingzhi."

Nie Rong's head felt dizzy after hearing this, and he couldn't help asking: "I know Ganoderma lucidum, but what is Wulingzhi?"

Ye Zhen chuckled and said: "Wulingzhi is the feces of Hanhao insect."

Nie Haicheng added: "The cold bug is the flying squirrel."

Nie Rong clutched his stomach, which was constantly refluxing, and said in disbelief: "So this Wulingzhi is actually rat excrement? Can excrement also be used as medicine?"

The weirdness of traditional Chinese medicine has completely exceeded his tolerance, and he now regrets coming here.

Ye Zhen's tone was very calm: "You can drink cat poop coffee as a top-notch drink, but why can't you accept mouse poop as medicine? It's strange, is it that foreign products are better than our own products?"

Nie Rong was speechless, and Nie Haicheng waved his hands quickly: "Of course not. He has little experience and is prone to making a fuss. I hope you won't argue with him."

Ye Zhen originally had no intention of arguing with Nie Rong and continued: "There is a kind of insect in the Shenlongjia area called the Lingyin insect. It looks like a cochineal insect. It feeds on ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Nine-Death Resurrection Herb and other traditional Chinese medicines. After eating a full meal, the abdomen becomes as distended as Just touch its back with a grass stem, and it will spit out all the medicinal juice in its belly. It is named Lingzhi because it looks like grease."

"Lingzhi is compatible with the medicinal properties of various precious medicinal materials, and its efficacy is stronger without any toxic or side effects. It can be called a life-saving medicine."

Nie Rong no longer knew what expression to use when facing Ye Zhen, he could only keep his face numb.He felt that this person was not talking about Chinese medicinal materials, but about fairy tales.

Nie Haicheng asked worriedly: "I have seen a lot in my travels over the years, but I have never heard of the Spiritual Hidden Insect. It should be difficult to find, right?"

"The doctor said I only have two months at most. If I can't find all these medicines within two months..."

Ye Zhen waved her hands and said: "Old sir, there is no need to worry, I will naturally have a way to keep you going for a while. I have a pill here called Butian Pill, which can strengthen your own immune system and help you replenish your constantly losing energy. Take three pills a day, and I’ll make sure you’re fine within half a year.”

"But I have to tell you the truth. Your body has completely deteriorated. Just replenishing it won't help. You have to rebuild it again."

Ye Zhen picked up the teacup and took a sip, and continued: "If there is a hole in the sky, you can use colorful sacred stones to patch it up. If the sky collapses, it will take a great god like Pangu to hold it up."

"Bu Tian Wan won't have much effect on you. The medicine I'm prescribing for you is called Da Zao Wan. As the name suggests, it uses the power of the medicine to help you reshape your body."

"I would say 20 years is less. As long as the medicinal materials continue to be used, it won't be a problem if you want to live under the same roof for five or even six generations."

Nie Rong looked at Ye Zhen with a pair of dead fish eyes, obviously not believing a word he said.What a big pill, it should be called a fool pill!


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