novelsmap Chapter 23 Feeding medicine
Chapter 23 Feeding medicine
The few people worked quickly, and Song Yu also rolled up his sleeves and started to work hard. A large table was filled with many props, including alcohol, clay pots, several small porcelain plates and boxes, candles, etc. Fire, and many liquids divided into small portions.In modern times, he would be able to find the most suitable utensils and tools, but now he can only retreat and try to manually extract the ingredients he wants with simple methods in a simple environment.
He concentrated on messing with it for a long time, measuring and observing at the same time, these actions made those people a little confused, "Mr. Song, what are you doing?"
Although this young man seemed serious, in their understanding, it was more like playing?Since the young master wants to cure diseases, shouldn't he study medicinal materials and make medicines?
Song Yu thought for a while: "Ah, this... Your young master has a strange disease, so of course he needs to use strange medicine." His rhetoric seemed reasonable, and several people were persuaded.
He put the uncultivated fungus in a suitable environment and collected the medicinal materials.After a few days of fine processing, he ground it into a fine powder, and planned to make the medicine into a pill that is easier to swallow and more acceptable.To make handmade pills, the first thing he prepares is refining honey.
Put the high-quality honey they purchased into the pot and heat it up. The bright yellow honey swayed slightly in the pot, exuding a strong sweet smell. Song Yu smacked his lips and even wanted to taste the one he made. The taste of the pill...
With the heating, some floating matter and froth came up from the side. He removed these impurities while cooking. This step is mainly to kill microorganisms, destroy enzymes, and then reduce the water content appropriately to increase the adhesion. In order to meet the requirements suitable for pill making.
Boil the honey first with strong fire, then slowly boil it with slow fire until the honey turns yellow and frothy. Song Yu lit a drop of honey with chopsticks and dropped it into the water. Seeing that it did not disperse and its shape was very solid, he turned off the fire .
He mixed the medicine powder he had prepared with mycocin, mixed it with the refined honey in proportion, and kneaded it into small balls, and put a small amount of glycerin on the palm of his hand to knead the pills, kneading small, delicate, smooth and shiny pills .Air-dry and cool to shape, then wrap in wax paper.
It took a whole day for Song Yu to make two kinds of pills. The one for lung disease was the black-red ball that was seasoned with sweet hawthorn paste, and the one for detoxification was the yellowed honey pill.
When he personally delivered the medicine to Liu Hanshan, his complexion was much paler than last time, and there was still a trace of blood that had just spit out at the corner of his mouth.Fortunately, Liu Hanshan practiced martial arts and had a strong body. If he was an ordinary person, he would probably have passed away after being poisoned by this kind of poison. It's hard for him to survive to this point.
Seeing Song Yu, Liu Hanshan felt less oppressed in his chest, and impatiently tried to straighten his waist, "Mr. Song...cough cough."
"Don't move around, I brought medicine here, you can take it first." Although he thought that the medicine took all his energy and it was feasible in theory, he couldn't guess whether it would work, he could only According to the results of his own inspection, it will not cause damage or burden to his body.
Seeing the candy-like pills he took out, Liu Hanshan was a little surprised, "Cough... don't you want to drink the medicine juice? Just eat, these few sugar pills?" Peeling off the wax paper, the pills released Light sweetness.
"Could it be that you made a few sugar pills to fool the young master?" The housekeeper was full of doubts, but he had never seen such a simple cure. Just this small pill, could heal his young master?
Song Yu explained patiently: "This is not a sugar pill, it is indeed a pill, you can take it at ease... Otherwise, let me try it for you first?" The person who has been monitoring Song Yu for a few days also nodded affirmatively, "We I can testify that this is not a sugar pill, but a pill, and Mr. Song stayed in the room making medicine day and night, and he didn't even have the heart to eat."
Liu Hanshan slightly bent his lips, "If that's the case, then I will live up to my son's painstaking efforts, I will try this medicine." What else did the housekeeper want to say, Liu Hanshan has already started taking it, and when he took the pill, he felt relieved Frown.
Song Yu was touched by his trust in his heart, and he didn't leave in a hurry after delivering the medicine, and proposed to stay with him here to observe the effect of the medicine.Liu Hanshan agreed.Although he didn't have the strength to say anything at this time, he still forced himself to have a few words with Song Yu, "The medicine you make is very special, not only that, your diagnosis method, including your people...cough cough, all of them Very special."
"Stop talking, isn't it uncomfortable?" Song Yu handed him a glass of water and took the conversation by himself, "I have a little taste of the medicine I made, although it still has a strange medicinal smell, but I added a lot of honey. And a little jujube paste, it should taste good, right? Because my mother—that’s my mother, she is also a doctor. When I was sick, she would force me to drink very bitter Chinese medicine. The smell of the medicine makes me sick when I think about it. So when I was very young, I wondered if the medicine could be better."
Song Yu told his own experiences and stories undefended, which relieved Liu Hanshan's heart that has been hanging for many days due to illness. He looked at him with a smile and said frankly, "Hehe, me too."
When he was diagnosed by other doctors before, he would always ask about their treatment plan, and the large packets of traditional Chinese medicine really stumped him.
Liu Hanshan is very talkative and pleasant to talk to, chatting with him is very comfortable, not at all like that who... that Yin Huaiyu, who seems to be uncomfortable without a bit of a thorn in his words.I haven't seen him for a long time, but I miss his arrogant way of speaking.
The atmosphere between the two was harmonious, like friends who have known each other for many years. When they chatted, the time passed very quickly. It took about an hour for the medicine to take effect.
The heavy Yin Qi in the body seemed to be diluting out through every pore, the bloody smell that had always been lingering in his throat disappeared, and most importantly, Liu Hanshan's spirit became much clearer.
"I don't know if it's a pleasure to be with you, or is the medicine really miraculous?" After taking it for three days, Liu Hanshan confirmed that his lungs did feel much better. The frequency of coughing and vomiting blood was much lower, but his body remained the same. Weak, unable to mobilize internal energy, unable to move on the ground.
After a few days of company, Song Yu knew that his lung disease had gradually improved. The main reason restricting his condition was the poison, and it would take a long time to completely relieve it.
Song Yu would come to the Wulin League once a day, and Liu Hanshan's situation would get better and better. In the silence, his presence in Liu Hanshan's heart became more and more important, not only as a lifesaver, but also as a A close friend, when he was recuperating with him, he seemed to have let go of his halo and identity.
He who was with Song Yu was not a young master of the martial arts alliance, but an ordinary young man who had his own preferences and fears, and these could not be said to other people who had high hopes for him.
"What are you thinking about? I'm so fascinated, I brought you candied haws, do you want to eat it?" Song Yu appeared in front of Liu Hanshan, shook his hand, and regained his mind.He smiled slightly, and took the bunch of sweets wrapped in orange icing, bright red and plump.
"How did you bring it in? Zhou Boken?" When he said Uncle Zhou, he meant the housekeeper.
"I said what I eat. If I don't eat delicious food, I won't have the energy to treat your young master... He let me in. There is one thing to say, although Uncle Zhou is a bit old-fashioned and picky, but You are really good to you." Every time he mentioned it was for the good of Liu Hanshan, Uncle Zhou would nod and compromise.
But even so, Uncle Zhou probably still doesn't know that the mature, steady and decisive young master in his eyes is actually afraid of taking medicine, likes to eat sweets, doesn't like to read complicated official affairs, but likes painting landscapes and listening to books...
After Liu Hanshan ate the candied haws, he licked the candy on the corner of his mouth, and seemed very happy, "You are also very kind to me."
This is true, Song Yu nodded, his feelings for Liu Hanshan were not just ordinary like that of a patient.
Because in ancient times, there were not many people who could speak well, and Bi Yuan and Li Xiang, who were closest to him, regarded him as the master, so he treated Liu Hanshan like a good buddy. Pale looking alone recuperating in his room, he wanted to bring him anything delicious and fun he saw.
"I treat you so well, then you should get well soon." Zhou Bo said, he had to make sure that Liu Hanshan had completely recovered from his illness before he could get the coin snake skin. If Liu Hanshan could not recover, it would take a long time , maybe his own poison will be released...
Song Yu actually just wished him a speedy recovery, but as soon as these words came out, Liu Hanshan was silent for a moment, and for the first time began to seriously think about this issue - if he recovered, Song Yu would not come to see him every day him.
The author has something to say: I can't tell the truth about the medicines I take.
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