Baojian

Chapter 705 Prescriptions
"Grandma, why can't you use any strength?"

Lying on the boy's back, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel aggrieved when he saw the little wolf cub sleeping soundly. Since he was a child, he had never encountered such a situation where he could not control his body.

It's not that Qin Feng has no strength, he can feel that although there is no real energy in his body, every cell seems to be full of strength, but he just can't use it.

"We can only wait until we settle down first, and then think of a solution!" Qin Feng began to practice the exercises, but he suffered from lack of true energy guidance, and gave up helplessly after trying for a while.

The grandparents and grandchildren should all be used to walking at night. They walked very fast. They climbed over two mountain ridges in more than an hour. When they were halfway up the mountain, they could already see the lights at the bottom of the mountain.

"Huh? Why...how is this kind of building?"

Originally, Qin Feng thought that at the foot of the mountain, he would live in a thatched cottage at most, but when he came close, he was taken aback.

The village is not very big. It is built on the terraced fields at the foot of the mountain. There are more than 20 wooden houses in total.

These wooden houses are a bit like the buildings in the south, that is, some wooden piles are driven underground, and the houses are built on top of the wooden piles, which can prevent moisture.

What surprised Qin Feng was that these wooden houses were simple in shape and exquisitely crafted.

Moreover, the joints of the houses are all connected by wood mortise and tenon. This kind of mortise and tenon joint requires very high craftsmanship from carpenters. At least in the city where Qin Feng lives, it is rare to see craftsmen with this kind of craftsmanship. up.

Qin Feng had worked in the Palace Museum for a while, and he could tell that these houses had a distinct Song and Ming style, and there were some exquisite carvings on the roofs outside the houses.

"We've lived in houses like this for generations..."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, the old man who walked up to the front looked back at him and said, "There is a shortage of iron tools here, so we can only build wooden houses!"

"What exactly is this place?"

Qin Feng couldn't help asking again, coming here from the bottom of the sea, he felt like he had traveled through a time tunnel, as if he had returned to ancient times.

"Cough...cough cough, let's talk at home!" The old man shook his head, and they had already entered the village.

"Uncle Zhang, are you going up the mountain again?"

When passing by a wooden house, someone greeted the old man, "Is it possible that the big boy is naughty again and was trapped by wild animals on the mountain?"

"Ahem, it's okay, this kid went up the mountain to collect medicine for me." The old man waved his hand and said.

"Uncle Zhang, I still have a few herbs here. I'll send them to your home later to see if they can be used." The villagers were very kind. Even though they saw Qin Feng on the big boy's back, they didn't ask any more questions.

"No need, I'm afraid I won't get better from this illness." The old man smiled wryly. He was seriously injured and forced to go up the mountain. At this time, he already felt that the lamp was exhausted.

"The Qian family is really too domineering, alas..." The man sighed, but he didn't seem to dare to say anything more, he turned around and went into the room, took out a few herbs, and stuffed them into the old man's hands.

Living at the foot of the mountain, every family has no shortage of herbs, and the old man didn't refuse. After thanking him, he let the eldest son leave a wolf leg, which is considered a courtesy.

"This is our home."

The old man entered the room, took out a piece of flint from his pocket, bumped it a few times, lit an oil lamp on the table, and then sat down against the table.

"A kerosene lamp?"

Smelling the smell of kerosene, Qin Feng couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He used this thing a lot when he was a child, but after entering the 90s, the rural areas became more accessible, and very few people used kerosene lamps.

"Brother Dawa, let me down..." Qin Feng didn't feel very strong lying on Dawa's body, and said, "Just put me on the chair, thank you for your hard work..."

"My name is Zhang Hu, don't call me Dawa." The boy said in a low voice, Dawa is called by his relatives and people close to him in the village, Qin Feng has nothing to do with him.

"Okay, Huzi, thank you!" Qin Feng smiled wryly when he heard the words. He is like a useless person now, and he doesn't know when he will recover.

"Big baby, go wash up and take Er Niu to bed early..."

The old man reached out and took the medicine basket from the girl's back, and said to Qin Feng: "Young man, I'll boil some medicine first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on..."

"Grandpa, are you okay?" The girl looked worriedly at her grandpa's sallow face, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's the matter with grandpa? With the medicine you've gathered, you'll be fine after taking it." The old man's words were obviously insincere, but the girl didn't hear it.

"That's good, huh? Xiao Hei woke up, Grandpa, I'll give it a bath, it stinks to death."

The little wolf cub on Qin Feng's shoulder also woke up now, with a pair of black shiny eyes open, he kept sniffing at Qin Feng's body, looking very cute.

"Woooo..."

Being picked up by the girl by the neck, the little wolf cub was very unhappy, and made a whining sound in his mouth, and his little paws desperately grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder.

"Little thing with no conscience, but I saved you."

The girl muttered, and carried the little wolf cub out. In the past, when a wolf cub was born, the female wolf would use her tongue to lick off the secretions from the little wolf cub, but this little guy who was born by Caesarean section couldn't enjoy that. kind of treatment.

"Oh, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of them anymore." Seeing his grandchildren leave the room, the old man sighed, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Old man, your injury is fine."

With the help of the light, Qin Feng saw the old man's face clearly, and said: "Your spleen and lungs have suffered some damage, but it's not too bad to hurt the root. Treat it with herbs, and you'll be able to recover within ten and a half months." , if you want to recover, I'm afraid it will take three to five months..."

"Young man, do you know medical skills?"

The old man shook his head, glanced at his grandson and granddaughter in the outhouse, and said in a low voice, "The doctor in the town came to see me and said that my injury is difficult to heal, and I won't live for a month..."

The old man was very open-minded. When he talked about his injury, his face was full of calm. It seemed that he had already been mentally prepared.

"What did the doctor say? It's pure nonsense, a quack doctor!" Qin Feng was a little angry when he heard the words. It is true that the old man's injury is serious, but it is not enough to hurt his life. Couldn't the doctor even see this?
"You can't say that, Lao An's medical skills are superb, and he has an old relationship with my ancestors, so he won't die."

The old man was a little dissatisfied with Qin Feng's words. The doctor had been an old friend with him for decades, and he was very well-known in a radius of tens of miles. He had cured many people and was known as a miracle doctor.

"Old man, I'll give you a prescription, how about you try it."

Seeing the disbelieving expression on the old man's face, Qin Feng said, "I smell barbata and Panax notoginseng in your medicine basket, don't you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, the medicine is old." The old man dumped all the medicine in the medicine basket on the ground, and there were indeed two yuan of Panax notoginseng and a plant of Scutellaria barbata.

"Young man, do you really know medical skills?"

Seeing that Qin Feng smelled two kinds of medicinal materials with his nose, the old man was startled, and couldn't help but look forward to it. His grandchildren are still young, and the old man still wants to take care of them for a few more years.

"Of course, old man, you have mobilized your vitality today, go to make medicine now, and drink a bowl first in the evening."

Qin Feng said: "Old man, do you have old ginger and green onions at home? Let me tell you a folk remedy..."

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't seem to be talking nonsense, the old man hurriedly said: "Old ginger and green onions? Yes, both..."

"Well, you mash two or two old gingers and a green onion to get the juice, then add half a bowl of water, put the juice of Panax notoginseng, banzhilian, ginger and green onions together in a pot, and take it out after half an hour Drink it while it's hot..."

It can be said that as long as there are human beings, there will be medicine. In the Yin and Shang Dynasties, there were classifications of disease medicine, ulcer medicine, food medicine, and veterinary medicine. However, with the progress of the times, medical skills are constantly improving.

The folk prescription that Qin Feng mentioned was the one that healed the internal injury for a long time, and it has a special miraculous effect, which is much faster than western medicine.

"Is this enough?" Hearing Qin Feng's simple prescription, the old man asked suspiciously.

"That's it, old man, you can try it first, it won't be poison anyway."

Qin Feng laughed when he heard the words, and said, "You can use just one of the banzhilian. I would like to ask the old man to add a bowl of water to help me boil the other one. I wonder if it is possible?"

Qin Feng is well versed in pharmacology. He knows that Banzhilian has the effects of cooling blood and detoxifying, dissipating blood stasis and relieving pain, reducing swelling, clearing heat and dampness, and can dredge meridians and activate collaterals. Qin Feng wants to try whether Banzhilian can heal him now body of.

"Okay, I'll endure it together!"

The old man nodded, anyway, he was already near the end of his life in the doctor's mouth, and right now he should be regarded as a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and he was just dead anyway.

"There are banzhilians in this place. Is this Yunnan Guizhou or Nepal Laos???" After the old man left the room with the herbs, Qin Feng's brain turned rapidly.

Banzhilian is a medicinal herb that requires a special growing environment. It is only found in the three provinces of China, Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan. However, in India, Myanmar, Nepal, Thailand, and Laos, there are such plants as Banzhilian.

However, according to Qin Feng's conjecture, this place should be in China, because the accent of the old man's speech is a bit biased towards Lu Province and Central Plains dialect, with a little Yungui slang mixed in.

There are many mountains in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, and there are many ethnic minorities living in the deep mountains. Some places are far away from the city, and they still maintain the previous style, which is quite in line with the place we are in now.

"Three Realms Mountain? Which province is it?"

Qin Feng thought of the place name mentioned by the old man again in his mind. He knew a lot of famous rivers and mountains in China, but he had never heard of this name.
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