Wang Yao had prescriptions that could relieve pain, but they were all from Chinese medicine books, not the prescriptions provided by the system. In other words, the effect might not be as good. If he wanted a better effect, or even an immediate effect, he had to study them one by one.
"This one won't work. Although it can expel cold and relieve pain, it's too hot and not gentle enough."
"This one won't work either. The part of the effect is too different."
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By evening, Wang Yao had studied dozens of prescriptions, but he couldn't find a suitable one.
"Let's look again. If there's no suitable prescription, I'll have to choose the mildest one and make some changes."
With Wang Yao's current knowledge of medicine, he was already quite rich. He had read some books related to medicine, and the system had also instilled a lot of knowledge into him. In fact, he could already try to combine different medicines to form prescriptions. To put it simply, it was an original prescription. However, a qualified prescription needed to go through a lot of experiments and clinical tests. After confirming that there were no mistakes, it could be used and promoted. This was a very long process.
Wang Yao could only take a step back and make some changes to the prescription that had already been tested. He didn't change the pharmacology and the main medicines. This was equivalent to not changing the main framework and only changing the small branches. This way, the risk was much lower.
Then, he took out the two volumes of the Catalogue of Magic Herbs from the system grid and flipped through them, trying to find the Magic Herbs that could relieve pain. After a closer look, there was indeed more than one. In the end, Wang Yao chose one of them.
Octagonal Tung: Clearing heat, detoxifying, removing blood stasis, and relieving pain.
This Magic Herb had a single leaf with eight edges. It was shaped like a lotus and grew on the ground.
In fact, there were other Magic Herbs in the Catalogue of Magic Herbs that could also relieve pain, or even have better effects. However, with his current conditions, he could only exchange for the Octagonal Tung.
In addition to the Octagonal Tung, it would be best if there was a medicine that could harmonize the internal organs, especially the stomach. In this way, when used together, it could treat the child's other illnesses except for the left arm. After these treatments, he could treat the body part that was the most difficult to treat.
"The calming and pain-relieving medicines can't conflict or counteract each other."
"I have to think about it carefully."
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In the past two days, other than taking care of the medicinal field and cultivating, Wang Yao was unusually busy.
According to the agreed time, Wang Yao went to Lianshan County again. This time, he brought the Anshensan that had been decocted long ago.
After seeing Zhou Wukang, Wang Yao checked his pulse again. This time, Zhou Wukang's health was better than a few days ago. This meant that the Regather soup was still working, and it was necessary for Zhou Wukang to continue taking it. Zhou Wukang's breathing was stronger, and the smell he exhaled had changed slightly. The condition of his intestines and stomach should have improved as well. However, Zhou Wukang's spirit was still low, and the bags under his eyes were still deep. This meant that his lack of sleep had not improved at all.
"Well, the situation is better than a few days ago," Wang Yao said after the diagnosis.
"Yes, Kang also feels better than a few days ago." In the past few days, he could see that his son's health was continuously changing in a good direction, which made him very happy and excited.
"You still can't sleep well at night, right?"
"Yes, I still can't sleep well. I can't sleep well," Zhou Xiong said.
In fact, his son's longest sleep at night was only half an hour. After that, he would wake up and then go back to sleep. This kind of intermittent sleep was not considered much sleep at all.
"This is a medicine. It can relieve depression, regulate Qi, nourish the heart and calm the nerves. It can help him sleep well. The way to take it is the same as the previous medicine." Wang Yao took out the medicine that he had prepared in advance.
"Yes." Zhou Xiong took the medicine with both hands. After the medicine, his son's health had significantly improved and changed. This made him realize the magical medical skills of the young man in front of him. He was shocked and admired in his heart. This medicine should also have an unexpected effect.
After taking the medicine, Zhou Xiong let his son drink a small cup.
"It will take some time for the effect of this medicine to appear. I won't continue to stay here. In the next few days, don't go far. I will come to treat him at any time," Wang Yao said to Zhou Xiong.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong hurriedly responded.
After treating Zhou Wukang, Wang Yao left.
The weather outside was relatively good. The spring breeze was warm. He was not in a hurry to leave. He drove around the county town, walked in the park, and sat down at Wang Mingbao's doorstep shop. He chatted with him for a while.
"How come you have time to come today?"
"I saw a patient and treated him," Wang Yao said.
"A patient? You have a house call? You don't have a certificate, right? Will there be any trouble?" Wang Mingbao was surprised.
"It should be no problem." Wang Yao looked down at the teacup in his hand.
"What illness does that person have?" Wang Mingbao asked curiously.
"It's a strange illness. His arms are as dry as firewood."
"What?!" Wang Mingbao was shocked.
"The patient is still a child," Wang Yao whispered.
"Does he have to endure a lot of pain?" Wang Mingbao asked in a low voice.
"Yes, there are two aspects," Wang Yao said. "On the one hand, the illness has brought him a lot of torture. On the other hand, the illness has been tormenting him psychologically. After all, he is only a 10-year-old child. I think this aspect is even scarier. However, this child is strong and has been able to hold on until now."
Through these few contacts, although the child was not good at talking and was even a little introverted, his eyes were very strong. The illness over the years had crushed his will. Some adults might not have such a strong will. If the child was lucky enough to get through this difficult and bumpy life, then he would have a bright future.
In fact, the reason why Wang Yao was so sad this time was most likely that after seeing the child, he felt that he was very pitiful and wanted to help him. Then, after seeing the child's strength, he felt that it was necessary to help the child and do his best to change his current situation.
"Oh, by the way, this is my friend's case. Take a look." Wang Mingbao took out a file from his desk and put it in Wang Yao's hand.
After taking it, Wang Yao opened it and took a look.
"Skin disease, ulceration?"
Wang Mingbao's friend's disease was a bit strange. His body was red and swollen, then ulcerated. The wound turned purple and was extremely difficult to heal. Moreover, it was seasonal. The illness was severe in summer and worse in other seasons. It was the lightest in winter. Over the years, the illness had occurred every year, and there was a trend of it getting worse.
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