Chapter 1065 (1/2)
Early in the morning, the morning glow dyed the sky red.
The light wind came, and the cool wind with the smell of autumn passed. The chirping birds fell slowly. Then Chengou village entered the excitement created by human beings.
Wisps of white smoke rose from the coal stove in Li's yard, and bursts of bitter traditional Chinese medicine flavor floated out of the yard.
”Cough ~”
Li Lin shook the stove in front of him with a big Pu fan.
Unexpectedly, Liang Haiyuan sent the doctor's qualification certificate, and a large number of doctors came that night.
Folk imperial doctors!
People rarely seen in any dynasty, whether they are sick or not, want to see them. Even if you don't see a doctor, you also want to see what the royal doctor looks like!
”Alas, when is it?”
Li Lin stared at the stove in front of him for fear that there might be something wrong with the medicine.
This is a special tonic for Liang Haiyuan's father. It's a gift from grandpa to his old comrades in arms.
Drugs grow and overcome each other. When several kinds of medicinal materials with different properties are mixed in a stove, the drug properties will change again.
Generally, a good doctor of traditional Chinese medicine can use seven or eight kinds of herbs in a medicine, which is the limit.
It's easy to calculate the drug properties of seven or eight kinds of medicinal materials with different properties. If there are more than 15 kinds of medicinal materials, even if the doctor can calculate them, the pharmacist can't calculate them.
In the pharmaceutical process, if there is a slight deviation in the method, the drug will suddenly turn down, and the good life-saving medicine will quickly turn into a harmful poison.
The recipe of medicinal materials is the same as that of a pigment master. Drop various pigments into a piece of clean water.
Five or six different levels of pigment into the bar, the mixed color, may be able to predict the road. But no one can say clearly what color will appear when more than a dozen or dozens of different colors of pigments are mixed.
The mixed colors may be visible, but the properties of traditional Chinese medicine are invisible.
It is very common in the history of traditional Chinese medicine that the mixture of two non-toxic medicinal materials collides with other medicinal materials and may produce highly toxic things.
Drug properties can only be calculated by ourselves or judged by experience.
In addition to these stoves of traditional Chinese medicine, Li Lin also has several stoves of other patients' medicine.
As for those traditional Chinese medicines composed of only a few herbs, they are handed over to the patient's family members to boil them. If something goes wrong, Li Lin is easy to judge and it is easier to modify them.
Dong Dong~
There was a knock at the door. Li Lin opened the door and saw an unfamiliar face.
It's not familiar because Li Lin saw this man at the door the day before yesterday. He was one of the Kanghua hospital.
”Excuse me...”
Li Lin frowned and began to mutter in his heart. What does this man mean? Do you still want to do something?
”Are you Li Yingfu's grandson! Can you give it to him? ”
Liu Zhiming took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to Li Lin. the envelope was made of yellow kraft paper. It looked a little primitive. Li Yingfu wrote it in five characters, and the seal was sealed with fire paint.
Besides, it's as smooth as a naked woman.
What age do you still use letters?
Why don't you put some chicken feathers on the envelope!
Li Lin looked at the willow name with disdain and said, ”you can go!”
”I...”
Bang~
Li Lin shook his hand, fell to the door, took the envelope, sat by the fire, baked the paint with fire, and opened the envelope.
”Challenge... What do you mean?”
At a glance, Li Lin finished it quickly.
”Brave enough ~”
Li Lin gave a cry of disdain.
I'm so fucking bold. I haven't bothered you yet. You sent it to the door first.
He threw the envelope and letter into the stove, looked at the medicine, got up, picked up a piece of broken paper from the house, took out a charcoal from the stove, and drew a few random pictures on the paper.
”Steamed stuffed bun, send this ass wiping paper to the ugly old man just now!”
Li Lin crumpled the paper and threw it out.
The steamed stuffed bun caught it, opened the gate and went out with a paper ball in his mouth.