What? Wang Yao was surprised. He looked at Wang Mingbao carefully.
"What's wrong?" Wang Mingbao was also surprised.
"You don't feel well, right? Did you have diarrhea this morning?"
"Damn! How did you know?" Wang Mingbao was surprised. He did have diarrhea in the morning. He thought he had eaten something dirty when he had dinner with his friends the night before, so he started to have diarrhea when he went home. He only got better after he took some antidiarrheal medicine this morning.
"Give me your hand."
Wang Yao felt his pulse.
"It should be food poisoning. Eat less oily food these few days and drink more water. Wait here, I'll boil something for you to drink."
After that, he got up and went to the cottage where he boiled the medicine.
First, he cleaned the multifunctional pot for herbs with water, added some ancient spring water, put it on the shelf, and lit the firewood. Then, he took out a piece of wild ganoderma lucidum from the system grid, tore it into small pieces, and put it in the ancient spring water.
"Ganoderma lucidum? What are you boiling?" Wang Mingbao asked curiously.
"The food you ate last night was poisonous. Plus the alcohol, the discomfort in your stomach is not the main problem. The main problem is that the toxin hurt your liver," Wang Yao said as he boiled the medicine.
"Is it serious?"
"It's more serious than you think," Wang Yao said.
Sometimes, people were like this. In their daily lives, especially when it came to food, they often mistakenly ate things that they shouldn't eat, such as spoiled food, ingredients that they were allergic to, and so on. These things were not a big deal, but they could actually threaten the health of the body. In serious cases, it could even threaten the life.
Ganoderma lucidum, wolfberry, and licorice.
A few simple herbs and ancient spring water.
After a while, another kind of herbal fragrance wafted out of the cottage.
These herbs were boiled for a long time. When the temperature was almost right, Wang Yao added a few green leaves. These were the leaves of detoxification grass, which could detoxify all kinds of poisons. They dissolved in water and dyed the decoction light green.
After the decoction was done, Wang Yao poured it into a porcelain bottle.
"Drink it within two days. No smoking, alcohol, or other stimulants."
"Okay, thank you." Wang Mingbao took a sip. It was a little bitter and a little sweet.
"Well, it's not bad."
"It's medicine. It's better not to drink it."
While they were talking, dogs barked outside. It was Zhou Xiong and his son coming up the hill. They came to say goodbye and pick up the decoction.
"Dr. Wang, I've paid the fee. Can you take a look?"
"I've received it. This is the decoction I brewed. It's the same as before."
Wang Yao checked Zhou Wukang's pulse again. Before Zhou Wukang and Zhou Wukang left, Wang Yao reminded them of some things to take note of.
"Thank you for your treatment during this time." Before leaving, Zhou Xiong thanked him again.
"It's my pleasure. Kang, remember what I told you."
"I remember. Thank you, Uncle," Zhou Wukang replied very obediently.
"Well, I wish you a safe trip."
"Okay. I'll come back as soon as I finish my business in Cangzhou."
The father and son didn't stay on the hill for too long. After picking up the decoction, they quickly left.
"Would you like to have lunch at my grandpa's house?"
"No, it's too troublesome. My sister is still at home. Why don't you come to my house?"
"No, thanks. I've told my grandparents."
"Wait a minute. Let's go down the hill together."
The two went down the hill together, chatting as they walked.
"So, Zhou Xiong and his son have gone back?"
"Yes, something happened at home. They went back first. They'll come back again."
"I see that the child's complexion is much better. Is the treatment almost done?"
"It's still early." Wang Yao shook his head. Some of the miscellaneous diseases in the body had been treated, but the treatment of the arm had not really started. It was the most difficult part to treat.
"He's so young, but he's suffering like this."
On the way home, they met a person who looked very bad. His expression was gloomy, and he was walking a little bit unsteadily. Wang Yao stopped. He wanted to go up and say something, but he stopped.
"What's wrong?" Wang Mingbao asked.
"That is?"
"Uncle Fengming," Wang Mingbao said after taking a closer look at the family.
"If I remember correctly, his father just passed away not long ago." Wang Yao remembered that not long ago, Fengming had come to his house to discuss with his father about changing the land. He had even built a grave for his father.
"Well, it should be less than two months ago," Wang Mingbao said after thinking for a moment.
"This family is good. Both husband and wife are very filial and honest. The old man was sick and paralyzed in bed for several years. He relied on them to take care of him." Wang Mingbao said. If Wang Mingbao said that it was not bad, it was usually not wrong. Otherwise, he would not have called Wang Mingbao uncle just now.
"Doesn't he have any siblings?" Over the years, Wang Yao's main energy was mainly focused on the herbal field on Nanshan Hill. He knew very little about the family affairs in the village and did not ask about it.
"He has an older brother in Lianshan County. His brother is terrible."
"What's wrong?" Wang Yao stopped.
"His brother works in the government in the city and is doing well. He is a section chief. Logically speaking, for the old man's retirement, those who should do their best, those who should pay should pay, and those who should contribute should contribute. However, in the past few years, his brother rarely came back to see his father, let alone pay. As far as I know, the old man's medical expenses were all paid by Uncle Fengming. Even when the old man was buried, his brother only showed his face and left. Because of these things, his brother was a joke in the village. Everyone talked about it. "Wang Mingbao was very familiar with the situation in the village.
"Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
"He is sick, and very sick," Wang Yao said.
"Oh? It should be because of his father's illness? "
"Let's go to his house and have a look." Wang Yao suddenly turned and said.
For such a filial and kind person who was also from the same village, he felt that he should help him.
The blue door was half open. More than half of the paint was gone. Some places had rusted.
There were chickens in the yard. It was a bit messy. The house inside still had wooden window frames. It was a bit old.
"Uncle?" Wang Mingbao shouted.
"Coming." Hearing the shout, Wang Fengming came out from the inner room. He was wearing old clothes.
"Mingbao, Yao, come in and have a seat." He was very enthusiastic and welcomed them into the house.
The decoration in the house was very simple. It could even be said that it was shabby. The furniture was old, and the electrical appliances were old. Looking at it, there were not many things that had been there before.
Looking at the person whose hair was mostly white and whose body was about to collapse, but who was busy greeting them, Wang Yao felt that the old saying might not be right.
A family with a lot of good deeds might not have enough to celebrate.
A family with a lot of evil deeds might not have any remaining misfortune.
In this society, sometimes, doing good deeds might not have good results. Good intentions might not have good results. Doing evil might not have bad results. The evil people still lived freely.
"Uncle, don't be busy. We will leave in a while," Wang Yao said.
"Come, drink some water first. Have you eaten?"
"I have already told my family. We will go home to eat later," Wang Mingbao said.
"Uncle, please have a seat. I have something to tell you."
"Go ahead." Wang Fengming sat down with a smile.
"Uncle, have you been feeling unwell recently?" Wang Yao said.
At such a close distance, Wang Yao could feel that his breathing was rapid. There was an obvious smell of decay. There was also a strong body odor on his body. His eyes were dull.
"Ah, a little. It should be because I was tired a few days ago."
"Shall I take your pulse?" Wang Yao said.
"Ah, Yao, you know how to treat illnesses?" Wang Fengming was a little surprised.
"I know a little."
"Then let me take a look." He rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arm. It was very thin.
Hiss!
After taking his pulse, Wang Yao found that his body's problem was more serious than the result of the diagnosis.
His pulse was light and floating. His organs were weak. His meridians were blocked. He lacked vital essence. His body was seriously damaged.
It was not as simple as getting sick from overwork. It was overwork, excessive sadness, and excessive anger.
This illness had gone deep into his organs. If it was delayed, he would be beyond cure. Even the gods could not save him!
"Uncle, your illness is serious. You have to hurry up and treat it!" Wang Yao said seriously.
For this illness, the effect of Western medicine was not very good. There was no Western medicine for the illness. Injections and surgery were not suitable. It was best to treat it through traditional Chinese medicine.
"I've seen a doctor and prescribed some medicine. I'm taking it now," Wang Fengming said.
"No wonder. When I came in, I faintly smelled Chinese medicine. How long have you been taking this medicine?"
"About seven or eight days. One treatment is ten days."
"Do you think it's effective?"
"It's better."
"Can I see the medicine?" Wang Yao said.
"Of course." He took out a set of unboiled herbs and opened it for Wang Yao to see.
Wang Yao recognized a few of the herbs.
There was thistle, licorice, poria cocos, wolfberry … These herbs were mostly used to cool down the blood and to replenish vital energy.
However, his current condition was that he lacked vital essence and his organs were weak. The key was to regulate his internal energy and strengthen his body. He was already deficient in vital energy and blood. He should use less herbs to cool down the blood.
"Uncle, this medicine is not right. It won't work." Wang Yao looked carefully. "Where did you get the medicine?"
"It's from Dr. Li in the next village."
"Dr. Li?" Wang Yao was slightly stunned. He had never heard of this person.
"That barefoot doctor?" Wang Mingbao was surprised. His voice was a little bit strange.
"Yes, that's him."
"Barefoot doctor?"
"Yes, that guy just cupped and treated waist and leg pain. He was so mysterious," Wang Mingbao said. "Uncle, why did you go to him?"
"I heard from other people that the medicine he prescribed is very effective."
"It's not effective. My grandmother was not feeling well last year and went to him. The more he treated her, the worse she got. She had to go to the hospital in time. Otherwise, she would be in big trouble." Wang Mingbao's tone showed that he had a lot of opinions and dissatisfaction with the barefoot doctor.
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