It was a May afternoon and there was already a trace of heat.
Everyone in the room had some sweat on their faces, but no one said a word. They all watched Li Zexuan write on the table.
After a while, Li Zexuan picked up the written prescription and handed it to Sun Simiao. "Daoist Sun, help me look at it in detail."
Sun Simiao took the prescription and saw a few lines of crooked words. He immediately frowned. Didn't Daoist Ling Xu teach Li Zexuan how to write?
Li Zexuan also saw Sun Simiao's slightly furrowed brows, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He secretly decided that he would have to practice his calligraphy in the future. Calligraphy was a person's face, and he couldn't not practice it well.
He was also somewhat helpless. In the memory of the body he merged with, there was really no experience in writing. Perhaps his predecessor also didn't practice writing.
After Sun Simiao sighed at Li Zexuan's dog-like handwriting, he looked at the contents of the prescription and saw that it was written:
"Orally: two liters of white wine (strong), raw rehmannia, cooked rehmannia, made fleeceflower, angelica, asparagus, and ophiopogon, three taels each of ginseng and wolfberry, four taels of yellow angelica, two taels of poria cocos, five taels of jujube, four taels of schisandra, four taels of peach bark, eight taels of cinnamon, and six taels of raw rehmannia.
External use: two liters of white wine (very strong), two taels of Datianqi, blood, and liupo, five taels each of rhubarb, peach kernel, eupatorium, safflower, angelica, frankincense, myrrh, gentian, and chuan dieback, three taels each of eucommia, bone suibu, upper turtle worm, su mu, and wumingyi, three taels each of Ma Jianzi (fried yellow hair removed), three taels each of Qi Ye and eight taels each. "
After Sun Simiao finished reading the prescription, he closed his eyes and muttered to himself intermittently. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said to Li Zexuan,
"Little Xuan, although this prescription seems to be a bit of a surprise move, in the end, it can only treat pain, promote blood circulation, and strengthen muscles and bones. If it's really used to treat internal injuries, I'm afraid that the medicinal effect is somewhat insufficient."
Li Zexuan smiled and said, "What Daoist Sun said is reasonable, but this shows the key role of the strong wine. As the saying goes, medicine borrows the strength of the wine, and the wine helps the medicine. The two complement each other to maximize their effectiveness. Only in this way can Uncle Qin's internal injury be cured."
Sun Simiao looked at Li Zexuan with some uncertainty and said, "Then let's wait until you bring out your medicinal wine to try."
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Qin's Mansion and Li Zexuan's Mansion were not far apart. In less than half an hour, a young servant knocked on the door and walked in, carrying two large porcelain vases.
Li Zexuan took the porcelain bottle and handed it to Sun Simiao. "Priest Sun, please take a look."
Sun Simiao took the bottle of medicinal wine with the words "external use" written on it and opened the wooden cork. This was a strong wine with more than 60% alcohol. Immediately, the room was filled with the fragrance of wine and medicine. Cheng Yaojin took a deep breath and praised, "Good wine, this is even more satisfying than the Immortal Drunken Wine! Little Xuan, do you have any more of this wine? Can you give me a jar as well? "
Damn, this old drunkard wanted to drink so much that he went crazy. If he drank such strong wine, wouldn't it burn him to death? Even if it didn't burn him to death, it would probably cause alcohol poisoning.
Li Zexuan quickly shook his head and said, "Uncle Cheng, this wine can only be used externally. It can't be drunk. Besides, it's extremely difficult to brew this kind of strong wine. There's only a little left."
Cheng Yaojin heard this and shook his head in disappointment.
Sun Simiao put the medicinal wine under his nose and sniffed it for a while. Then, he said in surprise, "The wine is strong, and the medicine is also strong. It's true that the medicine borrows the strength of the wine, and the wine helps the medicine. Maybe it can really cure General Qin's injury."
He opened another bottle of medicinal wine for oral consumption. After smelling it, he nodded and said to Qin Shubao, "General Qin, you can try this medicinal wine for a few days. After a few days, I'll come back to see how your internal injury has recovered."
Qin Shubao cupped his hands and smiled. "Thank you, Doctor Sun. Little Xuan, I'll remember your kindness this time."
Li Zexuan quickly bowed and said, "Uncle Qin, you're too serious."
He turned to look at Sun Simiao and said,
"Priest Sun, my master once told me that the blood of a human body is generally less than 10% of the weight of a human body. The blood loss of Uncle Qin over the years is probably more than three times the total blood in his body. Moreover, Uncle Qin is now old, and his ability to produce blood is far less than that of a young man. I'm worried that your Qi-replenishing prescriptions won't be able to completely recover Uncle Qin's Qi and blood. "
Sun Simiao nodded in agreement. "I also agree with your master's theory. General Qin has indeed lost too much Qi and blood, but I can't think of any other way except to let General Qin recuperate slowly."
Qin Shubao's eyes lit up at this time. He asked tentatively, "Little Xuan, do you have any way to make me recover quickly?"
He had really had enough of the days when he couldn't carry anything. If there was a way to make him recover quickly, Qin Shubao felt that he was willing to live a few years less.
Cheng Yaojin and Mrs. Qin also looked at Li Zexuan eagerly.
Li Zexuan pondered for a moment and chose his words carefully. He said, "Uncle Qin, although my method can make up for your loss of Qi and blood in a short period of time, it can only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. It will make people dependent on it. Don't use it unless you have no other choice. You should slowly recuperate according to Priest Sun's prescription for a few days and see the effect. It is more reliable."
Blood transfusion was indeed the fastest and most effective way, but now Qin Shubao's ability to produce blood was declining. Blood transfusion could only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. After one blood transfusion, there would be a second and third blood transfusion. Moreover, he didn't have any tools for blood transfusion.
Qin Qiong waved his hand and smiled. "As long as it can make me feel good for a while, anything is fine. Little Xuan, tell me quickly."
Sun Simiao also asked curiously, "Little Xuan, what method do you have? Tell me first and I'll help you think about it in detail."
Li Zexuan hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know if Priest Sun has heard of the Blood Stealing Technique to Prolong Life."
Hearing this, Sun Simiao's expression suddenly changed and he sternly scolded, "Little Xuan, as a disciple of the Spirit Void Sect, how dare you mention this kind of sorcery?"
When Sun Simiao heard the words "Blood Stealing Technique to Prolong Life", he instantly thought of some evil Jianghu cultivators. He had been practicing medicine all his life, how could he watch Li Zexuan go astray? That was why he sternly stopped him.
Li Zexuan saw Sun Simiao's extreme reaction and knew that he had misunderstood. He hurriedly explained, "Priest Sun, the Blood Stealing Technique to Prolong Life is not a sorcery. My master once said that a person will continue to produce blood. If a little blood is drawn out at a time, as long as it doesn't exceed ten percent of the total blood in the body, nothing will happen. Instead, it will be good for the body's metabolism. "
"Is that true?" Sun Simiao asked.
"It's true. My master once used this method to save a seriously injured villager and the person whose blood was drawn out was still very healthy." Li Zexuan replied with certainty.
Cheng Yaojin rolled up his sleeves and grinned. "Since drawing out blood can't kill people, Xiaoxuan, quickly draw out my blood and give it to your Uncle Qin."
Li Zexuan shook his head and said, "Uncle Cheng, there are five types of blood in this world. Except for a very special blood type, different blood types can't be mixed together. Moreover, when I went down the mountain, I didn't bring back the blood transfusion tools left by my master. Therefore, Uncle Qin's weak blood and Qi are best treated with medicine. If the effect isn't ideal, I'll find a way to make a set of blood transfusion tools for Uncle Qin. "
Qin Shubao could only nod and say, "Then I'll do as Xiaoxuan said. I'll recuperate for a while."
Cheng Yaojin slapped Li Zexuan twice and said, "You wastrel, your master's things are so precious. Why didn't you bring them back?"
Li Zexuan quickly jumped away and rubbed his head gloomily.
Sun Simiao, on the other hand, was very interested in the blood type theory that Li Zexuan had just mentioned. He said as if he had discovered a new treasure.
"Xiaoxuan, do you have any evidence for the blood type theory that you just mentioned?"
Li Zexuan said with certainty, "Of course I do. When I finish making the blood transfusion tools, Daoist Sun will come over and watch me do a little experiment."
Sun Simiao nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, I've been temporarily working in the Imperial Medical Department. Remember to send someone to call me when the time comes."
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