The stove was lit and the medicine was brewed.

Xiahou's housekeeper Qian Jinzhi and others gathered around. Qian Jinzhi asked Qiu Wuhen in confusion: "What kind of medicine are you taking? Can you tell me the prescription?"

Qiu Wuhen originally wanted to say no, it was a secret recipe handed down from his ancestors, but seeing the other party's piercing eyes, he felt that he couldn't say it.

Because when you go to a drug store to see a doctor and get medicine, the doctor must tell you what medicine is given and give a prescription for each medicine. The standard method should be to write it on paper in duplicate, and the hospital keeps one copy and the patient takes it by himself.

Take a copy so that you can check if any problems arise in the future. This is your basic obligation to inform.

But Qiu Wuhen's handwriting was too ugly and it was too embarrassing to write. Since the other party asked, he would answer orally to avoid writing it down.

At that moment, Qiu Wuhen recited the prescription that appeared in the Chinese medicine gourd in his mind.

Qian Jinzhi frowned, shook his head and said, "This prescription won't work. An old doctor in my medical clinic once used this prescription to treat Mr. Xiahou, but the effect was not good."

After listening to Qiu Wuhen's prescription, the housekeeper felt that it sounded familiar. Although he was not sure about it, he was sure until he heard what shopkeeper Qian of Jinzhitang said. He quickly looked at Qiu Wuhen and said, "Since this prescription doesn't exist,

If you use it, why not replace it with another one, otherwise it will be a waste of time."

"If you think my medical treatment is a waste of time, then you should hire someone else."

Qiu Wuhen stood up.

Indeed, if the patient does not trust the doctor, there is no need for the doctor to treat the patient. The premise and basis of treatment is trust. The patient must trust the doctor before the doctor can treat the patient. Without this trust, treatment cannot be carried out.

Qiu Wuhen's words made Butler Xiahou a little unhappy. He said: "Mr. Qiu, we came to you from the county seat just to beg you for medical treatment. We have tried your prescription, but it doesn't work.

, change it, we have no other intention, just a reminder."

"Still like that, I have the final say on what medicines to prescribe when you come to see a doctor. If you have the final say, then why do you want to see me? Can't you just prepare the medicine yourself and give it to your old man?"

This sentence made Butler Xiahou lose his temper, and he looked at Qian Jinzhi for help.

Qian Jinzhi nodded and said to Butler Xiahou: "This makes sense. Now that I'm here, of course I have to listen to the doctor and make the decision. And this recipe is the same as the one we used before, but

The dosage is slightly different, although it is very subtle, but maybe there is a slight difference. Now that the medicine has been taken, I will let you take it first and see. Anyway, it will have no effect at most, and it will not cause further damage to the body."

Liu Defu had always been worried that he had made the wrong recommendation. When he heard this, he quickly said: "You don't know, Qiu Langzhong is really amazing. He can save me even if I die. How powerful do you think he is? He saved me."

He punched me in the chest. Then he took a packet of medicinal powder and poured it into my mouth, and I fully recovered. I believe that after Mr. Xiahou took this medicine, he might be able to jump up, dance and sing.

!”

Qiu Wuhen immediately waved his hand and said, "Impossible. This medicine only temporarily controls his disease. His fever has gone down a little, so it won't get worse immediately. But if we want to cure this disease, we have to wait until tomorrow."

Qian Jinzhi asked Qiu Wuhen again: "Excuse me, Doctor Qiu, who is your respected master? Maybe we know each other."

Qiu Wuhen was a little unhappy when she heard that she meant to be careful about herself. He glanced at her and thought that although you are beautiful and have a enchanting figure, it doesn't mean that I have to listen to you.

Qiu Wuhen smiled faintly: "My master is on the table."

Is there another person in this room?

Everyone felt that the hairs on their backs stood up. They quickly turned around and looked at the table, but it was empty. There was no one there. Except for a few medical books, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and medicine bags.

So they all looked at Qiu Wuhen suspiciously. Qiu Wuhen walked over, picked up a medical book, shook it and said, "This is my master. I am self-taught. No one taught me."

Butler Xiahou suddenly looked disdainful, even a little angry. He turned to Liu Defu and said, "What are you doing? A local doctor also introduced him to us?"

Liu Defu almost cried: "He is really powerful. I almost died yesterday, but he saved me."

Qian Jinzhi smiled and said: "Butler, you can't say that. In fact, many famous doctors are self-taught. They don't want to be good looks, but want to be good doctors. Many scholars have read poetry and books, and they also dabble in some medical books. Some of them are not successful in their career.

There are so many people who turn to medicine to help the world and become famous doctors. So not every doctor has a famous doctor. Many of them are indeed self-taught, so don't worry about it."

After hearing this, Qiu Wuhen couldn't help but glance at Qian Jinzhi, thinking that this beauty was quite educated. She also had such a profound understanding, which was not bad.

At this moment, another villager came in and said to Qiu Wuhen in a hoarse voice: "My voice... is hoarse... and I can't speak..."

The voice was as hoarse as a male duck, and it was so rustling that it was difficult to tell what he was saying. But you could guess what he wanted to do.

Qiu Wuhen asked him to sit down without a tongue depressor. He took a pair of chopsticks and pressed the other person's tongue to carefully check his throat. If there was no problem, he looked at the tongue again, and then grabbed his hand to check his pulse.

During this period, the medicine gourd shook twice, and then a few rows of words appeared:

Chief Complaint: Hoarseness and difficulty in speaking.

Tongue appearance: light red tongue, thin white coating

Pulse phase: Thin and rapid pulse

Qiu Wuhen asked him: "When did it start?"

The villager's hoarse voice was almost inaudible: "Last night..."

The medicine gourd then appeared:

Syndrome differentiation: prolonged silence, lung and kidney yin deficiency syndrome.

Treatment Principles: Replenishing the lungs and kidneys, resuscitating and soothing the throat.

Treatment method: Acupuncture at Lianquan, Renying, Hegu, Taichong, Feishu, Shenshu, Taixi.

Qiu Wuhen said: "Don't worry, I will prick your acupuncture points with gold needles, and you will be able to speak in a moment."

Isn't it amazing that someone can speak after being pricked with acupuncture for a moment? Butler Xiahou, Shopkeeper Qian and others looked at each other, but Liu Defu next to him was convinced. Because he had personal experience, even if he died, he would be brought back to life quickly by this Qiu Langzhong

, what else can’t he do?

Qiu Wuhen took out the golden needle. At this time, the relevant acupuncture points on the patient's body had already shown bright spots. He brought the golden needle close to him, and immediately, a white gas from the traditional Chinese medicine gourd in his mind entered the palm of his hand and the golden needle, penetrating into the acupoints.

Immediately, the villagers shouted: "Oh, it's sour! It's rising! It's rising!"

He was stunned as soon as he said this sentence, because it was said very clearly without any hoarse voice. In surprise, he pointed at his throat and said: "Oh, I can speak now, my voice is no longer hoarse."

.Haha, it’s really amazing, it really only takes a moment! Thank you, Qiu Langzhong.”

Xiahou Butler Qian Jinzhi was stunned. This was really amazing. Xiahou Butler was okay. He didn’t know much about medicine and didn’t have a deep understanding of medicine. However, Qian Jinzhi had been running the pharmacy with his family since he was a child. When he grew up, he took over the pharmacy independently. His experience

There are countless various medical cases, among which quite a lot of people have hoarseness. The treatment will take at least several days, and it will take three to five medicines for the voice to recover. If a needle is inserted into the acupuncture point like this, the voice will immediately return to normal.
Chapter completed!