The next step was to work on the details.
Su Xiaoxue was very excited to make such a strange thing. She was very busy and had a lot of fun.
It took the two of them a day and a half to successfully make a wooden barrel for medicinal baths.
"Sir, this person sits in it, fills it with decoction, and burns it with fire," Su Xiaoxue said.
"That's the general process, but there are many tricks to it," Wang Yao said.
The medicinal bath included a lot of pharmacological knowledge and treatment techniques. The preparation of the decoction, temperature, Qi and blood, steaming, suffocating, and even boiling. It was not as simple as just soaking in water.
"I'll follow and see."
"No problem," Wang Yao said with a smile. …
In the Valley of Thousands of Medicine, thousands of miles away …
Miao Zhengnan, who had returned from Lianshan, had finally recovered.
"Chief."
"How do you feel? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"
"No, I feel completely recovered."
"That's good," Miaoxi River said.
As they were talking, Miao Qingfeng arrived.
"Chief, I'll go back first."
"Well, have a good rest," Miaoxi River said.
"Chief, what can I do for you?"
"Send someone to check out the situation there," Miaoxi River said. "It can't be someone from the stockade."
"The small mountain village in the north, where Wang Yao is?"
"Yes."
Miaoxi River had a preliminary understanding of Miao Zhengnan's situation. He was a very famous young doctor in the area. He was very good at treating patients and had a good reputation. Some people from other places also went to him for treatment. In such a short time, and in the north, which was not his territory, that was all they could find out.
"OK, I'll arrange it right away."
In the mountain village thousands of miles away, on Nanshan Hill …
There was smoke curling up, and the smell of herbs was everywhere.
In the cottage, Wang Yao was brewing decoction.
The firewood was burning, and the decoction in the multifunctional pot for herbs was boiling. All the herbs were boiled out and integrated into the decoction.
Wang Yao didn't need to look at the color. He could tell the degree of boiling the potion just by smelling the aroma and whether or not firewood should be added.
"Sir, what kind of medicine is this?"
"It's mainly for consolidating one's foundation and nurturing one's vitality. In addition, there are two kinds of medicinal herbs for strengthening one's muscles and bones," Wang Yao said.
The last time they met in the capital, the youth from the He family had been in poor health. Originally, with that kind of illness, he would have to lie down or sit down all day, not daring to exercise. As the saying goes, life depends on exercise. If a person did not exercise, their Qi and blood would not flow smoothly, and their meridians would be blocked. Naturally, they would not have the energy, and their body would only get worse. Therefore, the youth's illness had to be treated first. Of course, the most important thing to take was the two "spiritual herbs".
Polygonum Vine: Strengthens tendons and meridians.
Iron plum blossom: flower like plum blossom, as hard as iron, strong muscles and bones.
These two types of 'spiritual herbs' were mainly used to strengthen the muscles and bones. The problem with this young man's body lay in his muscles and bones.
Of course, on Nanshan Hill, there was a rich Spiritual Qi that the outside world did not have. Wang Yao had already properly integrated this Spiritual Qi into the potion. This Spiritual Qi was also magical and unparalleled.
"Is his illness easy to treat?"
"It's not easy to treat. It will take some time," Wang Yao said.
According to the current saying, this kind of illness was considered a type of terminal illness because there was no treatment at all. Of course, it was not fatal like those malignant tumors, which would erode the body in a relatively short time and kill people. However, it would make the patient unable to live a normal life. His life could be relatively short, or it could be relatively long.
"It doesn't matter if it takes some time, as long as there is hope," Su Xiaoxue said.
When she said this, she thought of the years of suffering lying in the hospital bed. It was definitely more painful than the current situation of the youth from the He family, but she had endured it. Then, she broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly. Now, she was enjoying a life that she did not dare to imagine.
He should be able to do it too!
In the morning, he only decocted this one decoction. In the morning, he took the time of the day when the vitality and Yang Qi were the strongest.
"It's done."
Wang Yao poured the decoction into the white porcelain bottle.
After the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, the number of patients in the clinic gradually increased.
Early in the morning, two cars with Jing license plates drove into the mountain village.
Several people got out of the car with things in their hands and entered the clinic.
"Dr. Wang, Xiaoxue," the woman said.
"Hello, Auntie," Su Xiaoxue hurriedly greeted the woman.
"Hello, please sit down," the woman said.
The teenager was still all kinds of self-satisfied. His expression was gloomy. After suffering from this disease, he had been seeking treatment everywhere over the years. The fire of hope in his heart had gradually extinguished. He did not dare to do strenuous exercise, run, or jump. He could even fracture his bones if he fell. He was like a flower carefully cultivated in a greenhouse. He could not withstand any wind or rain. What was the meaning of such a life? He had had enough. Death might be a kind of relief.
Wang Yao carefully checked the teenager's body.
"Well, the situation is a little better than last time," Wang Yao said.
"Well, I don't feel any better," the teenager said.
"Xiao Rui," his mother hurriedly called out.
"It's okay," Wang Yao said with a smile. "This little improvement, he really can't feel it."
"Ms. Zhao, let me tell you my treatment plan first," Wang Yao said.
"Oh, OK, tell me about Dr. Wang," the woman said.
Then, Wang Yao told the middle-aged woman about the treatment plan that he had come up with during this period of time.
"OK, we will do our best to cooperate," Ms. Zhao said. In fact, over the years, she had been to many places for her son's illness and seen many famous doctors. As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor. She now had considerable insight and understanding of medicine. However, it was the first time she had seen Wang Yao's magical treatment method.
"Well, we can treat your son in the morning," Wang Yao said. "The treatment time for your son's illness may be longer."
"We can wait," Ms. Zhao said.
"OK," Ms. Zhao said.
After everything was ready, Wang Yao began to prepare the medicinal bath. He put a large number of herbs in a certain proportion into a wooden bucket. The water in the bucket was taken from Dongshan Mountain and mixed with some ancient spring water. He then heated it and boiled it.
"Come, drink this bowl of medicine first." Wang Yao poured a bowl of the medicine he had brewed in advance and handed it to the teenager.
The young man took the medicine, and without any hesitation, he raised his head and drank the entire bowl of medicine.
Over the years, he had taken all kinds of medicine. He had eaten, drunk, and applied all kinds of medicine. He had taken all kinds of medicine. He had gotten used to it.
The bowl of medicine was warm, and the taste was not particularly strange.
"OK, lie down."
After the teenager lay down, Wang Yao quickly used a unique method to stimulate the main acupoints and meridians all over the teenager's body. Then, he used acupuncture.
There was no hesitation in inserting the needles. Piercing, pinching, and lifting. Others could not see the knack. Only those with excellent medical skills could see how profound his skill was.
"OK, the medicinal bath."
The medicinal bath was a little hot.
"Ah!" The teenager frowned after he went in.
It was hot.
"Bear with it. The temperature is hot, but it won't cause any harm to your body," Wang Yao said as he reached out to test the temperature.
"OK!" The teenager nodded.
"OK, let's continue."
"Here is water. Give him some to drink every 10 minutes or so."
"OK, leave it to me," the middle-aged woman said.
Wang Yao adjusted the temperature of the decoction from time to time to ensure that it was always within the right temperature range to achieve the best effect. The duration of the medicinal bath was relatively long. From the beginning of the decoction to the end of the medicinal bath, Wang Yao had only seen this patient for the whole day. Then, it was already past three o 'clock in the afternoon, almost four o' clock.
"OK, this treatment is over. The second treatment will be in three days," Wang Yao said.
"OK," the middle-aged woman said.
She had arranged for people to prepare a place for them to live. The mother and son would stay there for a while. They would return to Jing when her son's illness was better.
"Thank you, Dr. Wang Yao."
"You are welcome."
The treatment method was unusual, so the treatment fee was naturally very expensive. This was because Wang Yao used five licorice roots to make the decoction.
The efficacy of the medicine was also quite strong. After the teenager came out of the medicinal bath, he only felt that his whole body was extraordinarily warm. It was the kind of warmth that was inside and out, like a spring breeze.
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