The Favoured Medical Princess: 555 clues (4 updates)

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"...The old man and Miss Han live in the garrison mansion. At this time, Miss Han should have gone to the wounded barracks to help, but the old man did not leave the house today."

Nangong Yue nodded and asked with a smile: "Have you had your meal?"

"The slaves and Huamei have already used it." Seeing Nangong Yuele tidying up the study room, Baihui did not disturb her and took the initiative to eat first.

"In a moment, we will go find my grandfather."

Nangong Yue ate all the food quickly, leaving nothing behind.

After Baihui returned the food box to the kitchen, Nangong Yue kicked Xiao Hui out of the study and let him play by himself. Then he went back to the room and put on a skirt before going to Lin Jingchen's place.

Lin Jingchen lives in a quiet small courtyard in the garrison mansion. This courtyard has three entrances. The front room can be used for drying medicine, while Han Qixia lives in the back room.

As soon as Nangong Yue stepped into the courtyard, she saw Lin Jingchen, dressed in Tsing Yi, standing there picking herbs.

Nangong Yue happily shouted: "Grandpa!"

As soon as he saw Nangong Yue, Lin Jingchen's face lit up with joy and said, "Yue'er, why are you here?"

Nangong Yue said with a smile: "There was an error in the medicine I sent you last time. I'm here to see if I can help you correct it."

Lin Jingchen didn't believe her excuse at all and said straight to the point: "Are you here to see Ayi?"

Nangong Yue's face showed a hint of shyness, and her little daughter's attitude was clearly revealed.

Baihui also covered her lips and smiled softly.

Lin Jingchen laughed. His granddaughter and her son-in-law had a good relationship, and of course he had to see it come to fruition. After the couple got married, they spent less time together and separated more. It couldn't be better for Yue'er to come to Yanding City now!

He waved to Nangong Yue with a smile on his face and said, "I just want to make some medicine. Come and sit here first."

Nangong Yue hasn’t seen her grandfather make medicine for a long time, so of course she hurried over this rare opportunity.

Lin Jingchen put the selected herbs into the medicine jar and saw that there were already several herbs in the jar. The smells of various herbs were mixed together and filled the air.

Baihui brought a small round stool, and Nangong Yue sat down beside him quietly.

Lin Jingchen picked out a dozen kinds of herbs, put them in one by one, and started pounding them with concentration.

Once, twice, three times... the movements may be fast or slow, but quite regular. After carefully pounding the incense stick for about a time, Lin Jingchen took out a small porcelain bowl and poured out all the juice. Inside.

Lin Jingchen pushed the small porcelain bowl in front of Nangong Yue and asked with a smile: "Yue'er, do you know what medicines are in this?"

Nangong Yue couldn't help but think of her past life. At that time, she was studying medicine with her grandfather, and her grandfather would often test her like this. Nangong Yue smiled. She closed her eyes, sniffed the smell, and distinguished it carefully. After a while, she murmured: "...white snake grass, soybean grass, silver snake root... Huh?" He raised his head and looked at Lin Jingchen.

These medicines all seem to have the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying. Most of them are similar to her last prescription, and that silver snakeroot happens to be the one that grows near the swamp? Could it be that what my grandfather is making is the antidote to the poison of the swamp miasma?

Lin Jingchen saw the meaning in her eyes, nodded with a smile, and said, "That's it."

"Why do they have to be pounded into a pulp?" Nangong Yue looked puzzled and frowned, "It should be easier to take it if it is made into honey pills, right?"

"Yue'er, your point is wrong." Lin Jingchen smiled, shook his head, and asked, "Yue'er, let me ask you, where are these medicines used?"

Nangong Yue replied without hesitation: "The army is crossing the swamp."

Lin Jingchen nodded and said: "So, do you plan to have them take medicine before entering the swamp, and then take medicine after they are hit by the miasma?"

"Uh..."

Nangong Yue vaguely realized something was wrong, lowered her head and thought carefully.

She acted out the process of using these medicines in her mind. Thousands of soldiers were about to step into the swamp, and then... take the medicine together first?

Well, it does seem a bit outrageous! Nangong Yue couldn't help but lower her head in shame.

She originally thought that the effect of the prescription was unsatisfactory because she didn't get fresh swamp mud. Now it seems that she was misdirected from the beginning.

This method of taking medicine is really troublesome for a large army. It should be said that it is only suitable for slow marching. If something happens, it will be restricted.

For example, if you want to chase the enemy and the enemy steps into the swamp, should you take medicine first or chase people first...

It would be even more foolish to take the medicine again after being poisoned by the miasma.

Nangong Yue feels so stupid!

Seeing that she had figured it out, Lin Jingchen followed up and said: "This is the first one. The second one is, according to your original prescription, how many pills do you need to prepare? Can you make it in time?"

Nangong Yue’s head dropped lower and lower. The three drug stores in Luo Yuecheng were busy rushing out pills. She didn’t dare to use other drug stores easily. They might be the enemy’s hidden stakes like Qian Jin Tang. It was really disappointing. Hard to guard against. If we really follow this recipe to make medicine, we may not be able to prepare enough medicine for the army for several months.

Yes!

Over the years, whether it was treating diseases or making medicines, she had gone so smoothly that she was a little complacent and preconceived, but she was not as thorough as her grandfather had thought.

"Grandpa." Nangong Yue blinked, looked at him and said, "Then what are you making now?"

"Do you still remember the masks you made when we were in the hunting palace?" Lin Jingchen said with a smile, "I have looked at this thing carefully and it is indeed good, so I plan to make some paste ointment to seal these masks Inside, to block the poisonous miasma from invading the mouth and nose."

The mask Lin Jingchen mentioned was one of the preventive measures used by the Hunting Palace when the epidemic was prevalent. It was originally proposed by Bai Muxiao, but the mask made by Bai Muxiao was too crude and inadequate. It was practical, so she adjusted it with the imperial doctor, but it didn't become popular after the Hunting Palace.

Nangong Yue still remembered the palace hunting incident, and nodded hurriedly: "Grandpa, you are right!"

Since there is no need to enter the mouth, there is no need to worry about the strong medicinal properties of the main medicine causing harm to the body, and a mask can also be worn with you, making it very convenient to take. Most of the women in Dayu can do some needlework, and it is not difficult to make masks. As long as enough gauze can be transferred from Luoyue City, all the women in the city can help make them. It will save time than making hundreds of thousands of pills.

Nangong Yue looked at him with gleaming eyes and said coquettishly: "Grandpa has the best idea!"

Nangong Yue was lucky that her grandfather was in Yanding City, otherwise she might have gone further and further down a detour.

Lin Jingchen smiled and stroked his beard.

Nangong Yue said eagerly: "Grandpa, is there anything I can do for you?"

Lin Jingchen did not shirk, and said bluntly: "Tell me about your idea of ​​​​that prescription."

Nangong Yue nodded, organized her words, and carefully explained one by one: "...At the beginning, I was thinking that all things are interdependent. Since plants like silver snakeroot can grow vigorously near swamps, it is impossible to say It’s because of the mutual restraint effect, and then..."

Nangong Yue explained the several experiments he had conducted one by one. Lin Jingchen also listened carefully, and then put forward his own opinions, "You are right. However, have you ever thought that these medicines have too many properties?" It is violent, and people have different tolerances to drugs. Even if your drug can indeed detoxify, it may become poison for people with weak constitutions."

Nangong Yue also considered this and immediately replied: "So, I specially added ringroot grass to neutralize the medicinal properties..."

An old man and a young man sat in the courtyard, thinking over and over again. Bai Hui, who was waiting on the side, saw the opportunity and asked someone to bring in a small table and put pen, ink, paper and inkstones on it.

Bai Hui grinds quietly, laying out paper and passing pen at the right time.

The two of them were debating and modifying the prescription, and they started to argue, and neither one accepted the other.

More than an hour later, a prescription finally took shape. This recipe is more complete than the one Lin Jingchen wrote before, and it is more suitable for making plasters.

Nangong Yue wrote down the prescription herself, gently dried the ink on it, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, let's try this first."

Lin Jingchen nodded happily.

In the courtyard where Lin Jingchen lived, a small pharmacy was specially arranged. Most of the herbal medicines were available in it. If he didn't have it, he would quickly have someone prepare it.

I kept busy until the sunset, and finally a small jar of brown plaster was prepared.