pharmaceutical giant

Chapter 8 Does this count as "mass production"?

Zhang Chi smiled in relief.

Wu Ke is a good person.

Zhang Chi patted Wu Ke on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile, "Actually, it's not a big deal, just help me run some errands."

"Brother Chi, just give orders, I'll go right away."

Zhang Chi looked at the two patients, and then said, "I need some medicinal materials. You can buy them for me. After I boil the medicine myself, Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao will take a drink and have a look."

"No problem." Wu Ke quickly agreed loudly, almost patting his chest.

Taking a piece of paper and taking out a pen from his pocket, Zhang Chi wrote down the names of more than twenty medicines in one breath, which are the medicinal materials needed to prepare and treat rheumatoid arthritis.

The quantity of each medicinal material purchased is relatively large, enough to prepare more than a dozen secondary medicines.After writing this and handing it over to Wu Ke, Zhang Chi confessed: "I'll buy another large sand pot, and I'll use it to make medicine."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Wu Ke was about to go out with this prescription, Zhang Chi called him quickly: "Don't worry, I haven't given you the money yet." As he spoke, he prepared to take out the hundreds of dollars in his pocket.

These medicinal materials are not expensive medicinal materials, they are relatively cheap, about two or three hundred yuan is enough.

Wu Ke shook his head like a rattle, "Brother Chi, how can I ask for your money." As he spoke, he strode out the door without looking back.

About less than half an hour.

Wu Ke came back with big bags and small bags. He bought all the medicinal materials that Zhang Chi needed, very quickly. In addition, there was a large sand pot, which was used to boil the medicine.

The medicine is bought, and the next step is to dispense the medicine.Mix each medicinal material according to the ratio required by the prescription in the world book.

"Everyone, wait a moment."

After greeting everyone, Zhang Chi took these things and went upstairs. In his room, he still used an electronic scale, and began to carefully and meticulously dispense the medicine.

Because it has been prepared several times, it is completely familiar with the way, and Zhang Chi's speed is relatively fast.

This time is different from the previous few times. Before that, each time the medicine is prepared according to the amount of one medicine, that is, one medicine is prepared each time.

This time, it is prepared according to the quantity of four medicines, which means that such a medicine can be divided into four parts after being boiled, which is enough for four people. Compared with boiling one medicine and one medicine, this can save a lot time.

"You're done!"

Zhang Chi felt relieved for a while, this medicine was prepared smoothly, and there are still a lot of medicinal materials left, and he can continue to prepare at least several medicines when he is free.

Carrying this pair of traditional Chinese medicines enough for four people, Zhang Chi went downstairs and went into the kitchen to prepare the decoction, that is, to boil the medicine.

"Brother Chi, is there anything I can do for you?"

Wu Ke was also diligent, followed Zhang Chi into the kitchen, and asked this question on his own initiative.

Zhang Chi said: "You don't need to help, besides, you can't help, just close the door."

Wu Ke smiled, knowing that he might not be able to help, he walked out of the kitchen and closed the kitchen door as he said.

Everyone sat down in the living room and waited patiently.

Having nothing to do, waiting for Zhang Chi to boil the medicine, both Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao were chatting enthusiastically with Zhang Lijun, and the topic was of course related to the condition of rheumatoid arthritis.

Speaking of this disease, everyone is embarrassed.

Seeing that Zhang Lijun was recovering well, both Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao were full of hope.

The two of them almost thought in their hearts, if after taking a few doses of medicine, they can get better as quickly as Lao Zhang, then that would be great!

A smell of medicine wafted from the direction of the kitchen.

The hope in everyone's hearts is stronger, wishing that Zhang Chi will boil the medicine right away, and then drink a bowl...

In the kitchen, Zhang Chi was meticulously decocting the medicine. The whole kitchen was not only filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, but also filled with water mist.

Steaming hot, steam curling up.

Medicine is being decocted in the large sand pot on the stove.The sand pot was already boiling, Zhang Chi had already turned off the fire, and it would still boil for about ten minutes on low heat.

Everything was strictly in accordance with the requirements of the prescription, Zhang Chi did not dare to be careless, especially for the first time to cook enough medicine for four people.

The time is 1 minute, and 1 minute has passed.

About ten minutes later, Zhang Chi lifted the lid, looked at it, then nodded, and said softly: "Well, it's almost there, you can turn off the fire."

After decocting the medicine, Zhang Chi divided the medicine liquid into four equal portions.There are no tools such as measuring cups or measuring cylinders for the time being, but with the help of eyesight, the scores are relatively even, and the difference will not be too far.

It might be easier if you have all the tools.Zhang Chi thought so in his heart.

There are two white porcelain bowls, each of which contains half a bowl of dark brown liquid medicine, which is steaming hot.These are two doses of medicine, which will be given to Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao respectively.

The remaining liquid medicine is also for two people. Zhang Chi packed them separately in fresh-keeping bags, tied them up, and tied the opening tightly.After a while, they will be handed over to Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao respectively.

Holding the first bowl of medicine that was boiled, Zhang Chi left the kitchen.

Everyone in the living room became quiet all of a sudden, their eyes were all focused on Zhang Chi, full of hope.

"The medicine is ready, Uncle Zhao, please drink this medicine first."

"Okay, okay." Uncle Zhao trembled slightly, appearing more excited.

Seeing Wu Ke looking at him eagerly, Zhang Chi smiled and said, "Aunt Wu's share has already been boiled, and it's in a bowl on the stove, hurry up and bring it over for Aunt Wu to drink."

Before the words fell, Wu Ke rushed into the kitchen with a stride, and then carefully and slowly came out with the bowl of steaming medicine.

"Mom, drink it quickly."

Both Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao drank the first bowl of medicine.

Then, Zhang Chi explained again: "Twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, I also boiled the medicine for you at night, take it home and drink it at night, come back tomorrow morning and let me have a look."

"Okay, okay." The two agreed again and again, full of gratitude.

Wu Ke said: "Brother Chi, are there no plasters and hot compresses?"

He had taken his mother to the hospital to see a doctor before, and the doctor would always prescribe some external medicines in addition to some oral medicines, but Zhang Chi didn't have it here, only oral Chinese medicines.

"No, I don't need external medicine here, just drink this medicine."

Zhang Chi specifically reminded him: "You must come tomorrow morning, because I will go back to the provincial capital after lunch tomorrow."

Uncle Zhao and his wife said in unison: "Definitely, definitely come here."

After thanking Zhang Chi repeatedly, Uncle Zhao leaned on a cane and left first with the support of his wife.

Wu Ke said: "Brother Chi, you go back to the provincial capital tomorrow afternoon, and I will see you off."

"Are you sending me?" Zhang Chi looked at Wu Ke slightly in astonishment.

To be honest, these two days have been very busy, and Zhang Chi hasn't had time to book the train ticket yet, so he plans to book the ticket on his mobile phone later.

Wu Ke said: "Yes, I will drive you. I have traveled to the provincial capital many times, and the route is very familiar."

Aunt Wu explained from the side: "He has nothing to do at home, bought a car to run Didi, and occasionally takes guests to the provincial capital."

So that's the case.

It would be much better if Wu Ke drove him off.Zhang Chi was not hypocritical, and agreed straight away: "That's fine, it's just hard work for you."

"Where, where, Brother Chi, don't say such things."

After supporting his mother and thanking Zhang Chi repeatedly, Wu Ke's mother and son also went back temporarily.

the next day.

It was just after breakfast time, and Zhang Chi had just finished dispensing the medicine, and this time it was for multiple people as well.Prepare to boil these medicines, pack them separately in fresh-keeping bags, and hand them to Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhao respectively, and tell them to continue taking them twice a day.

Uncle Zhao and his wife came over first.

Uncle Zhao's complexion seemed to be much better, and he didn't ask his wife to help him, so he walked in with a cane.

As soon as he came in, he said gratefully: "Xiao Chi, your medicine is amazing, I feel so much better, I can't believe it, everything is like a dream."

Hearing such words, Zhang Chi smiled happily.

"Uncle Zhao, I don't worry if it works. You can continue to take a few more medicines."

"Okay, okay."

His wife helped him to sit down on the sofa, while Zhang Chi went into the kitchen to boil the medicine. After about half an hour, the medicine was ready.

First I brought a bowl for Uncle Zhao to drink, then took a few packs of medicine packed in a fresh-keeping bag, and said: "Uncle Zhao, this is the medicine you will drink in the next few days, take it back and put it in the refrigerator to keep it fresh. Twice a day, one sachet at a time, after drinking these medicines, I guess your illness is almost healed."

Uncle Zhao took the medicine tremblingly.

This is a heavy hope.

Since he drank the first medicine yesterday, he felt much better. He saw hope and knew that he was cured, and the disease would be completely cured.

After receiving these packets of medicine, he took out a prepared envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhang Chi's hand.

Relying on his hand feeling, he felt what was inside the envelope. For a while, Zhang Chi didn't react at all.

This was a bit beyond Zhang Chi's expectations.

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