The Favoured Medical Princess: 625 Drug Addiction (Third Update)
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"Big sister!" Han Huaijun blurted out in disbelief, his eyes widened slightly, vaguely guessing what Han Qixia was going to do. Although he knew that today was different from the past, and Han Qixia was no longer the legitimate daughter of King Qi when she was in the capital, he still couldn't believe that his sister was going to catch a mouse with her own hands...
Han Qixia didn't say anything, she just raised her lips slightly and gave Han Huaijun a reassuring smile.
This is a mouse!
Han Qixia has naturally been scared and disgusted before, but once she overcomes her fear and sees war, she will find that many fears are not worth mentioning before the test of life and death.
Han Qixia quickly took action, avoiding the mouse's sharp mouth, and accurately grabbed its neck from behind. Then with her other hand, she scooped a spoonful of Wuhe paste from the porcelain jar on the side and fed it to the mouse. He put it in the mouse's mouth and locked it in an iron cage in just the blink of an eye.
Han Qixia breathed a sigh of relief. Of course she still didn't like mice. Just because she didn't like them, she had to do things more accurately and efficiently.
Lin Jingchen nodded slightly to Han Qixia in recognition, with gentle and loving eyes.
If it comes to talent in studying medicine, the Lin family has many talented people, including his granddaughter Nangong Yue. Han Qixia is indeed smart and astute, but in terms of talent alone, not even Lin Ziran can match her.
But for studying medicine, talent is just the beginning.
After getting along day and night for nearly a year, Lin Jingchen felt both like an ancestor and a grandson, as well as a master-disciple feeling towards this granddaughter he picked up at a bargain price. The person who knows Han Qixia's efforts best is Lin Jingchen. He believes that with Han Qixia's determination, she will become an outstanding female doctor in the future.
"Brother, Yue'er," Han Qixia took off her deerskin gloves and said, "You should have a reaction within one stick of incense." As she said that, she lit a stick of incense aside, and green smoke rose.
The pharmacy became quiet, except for the "squeaking" sounds made by the two mice from time to time, and the rustling of leaves in the wind outside.
The incense burned down little by little, and soon half of it was burned...
At this time, one of the mice reacted.
Han Qixia looked at the incense stick that was still one-third unburned, frowned and said, "Grandpa, it's almost a tea time earlier than before."
Nangong Yue and Han Huaijun both looked at the mouse in the cage on the right in surprise. They saw that it kept making a "squeaking" sound in its mouth, and even threw away the dried steamed buns in its paws. The cage was full of chaos, looking restless.
The mouse in the cage on the left that was fed Wuhe paste was calm as usual. It glanced at the friend on the right and continued to eat its food.
Nangong Yue thought of something, squinted her eyes thoughtfully, and a certain possibility emerged in her mind: Could it be that...
Following that, Han Qixia skillfully put on her deerskin gloves, opened the cage on the right, and then caught the rat, fed it with medicine, and closed the cage again.
"Brother, Yue'er, look..."
Han Qixia pointed at the squirrel in the cage on the right. After taking Wuhe ointment, it became calmer. It closed its eyes and curled up in a corner of the cage to fall asleep. .
At this time, Han Huaijun seemed to understand a little. He looked at the cage on the left and the cage on the right with a complicated expression. His heart gradually sank, and he did not speak for a long time.
Nangong Yue was the first to speak out: "Grandpa, are they..." She looked at Lin Jingchen solemnly.
Lin Jingchen said slowly: "These two mice started taking Wuhe ointment on the same day. Over the past few days, Sister Xia and I have fed them twice a day. There was no difference at first, but they were full of energy. But starting from the night before yesterday, they had a strange reaction. As long as they continue to feed Wuhe paste on time at a fixed time every day, they will be as peaceful as the squirrel on the left. But if two cups of tea are delayed When it’s time to burn an incense stick, you’ll be like the squirrel on the right just now... anxious and restless.”
As he spoke, Lin Jingchen frowned tightly. He and Han Qixia observed the two mice every day and were most impressed by some subtle differences. For example, according to previous experiments, the one on the right It takes about one stick of incense for a mouse to show signs of discomfort, but today I had a cup of tea in advance...
The test time is too short. To make a more detailed judgment, it will take at least one or two months of observation.
Lin Jingchen sighed deeply and continued with a serious expression: "It is certain that this Wuhe ointment should at least have the effect of calming, calming and relieving pain, but according to my guess, it may lead to drug addiction. We still don’t know how big this addiction will be, and whether there will be other changes besides restlessness after stopping the drug. These all need to be tried again and again.” He paused and added, “Furthermore, people and Rats are different after all..."
They only had this jar of Wuhe ointment on hand, and the amount was so small that Lin Jingchen was very cautious when testing it. He couldn't be too impatient to avoid wasting the medicine, and he couldn't be too slow. After all, time was urgent and the stakes were high!
"Thank you so much, Dr. Lin." Han Huaijun's face hardened, and he solemnly thanked him with his fists in his hands.
Han Huaijun’s face was as dark as water.
The emperor and the queen only let the fifth prince take the Wuhe ointment because of their deep love for their son. However, they did not expect that Baiyue was really ambitious.
If this Wuhe ointment is really addictive, does Baiyue want to annex Dayu by controlling the prince of Dayu? !
"When I return to the inn, I will send someone 800 miles away to report this matter to the emperor." Han Huaijun said solemnly, "The emperor will definitely make a decision."
Han Qixia also nodded hurriedly and said, "Brother, I'll leave cousin Fan's affairs to you!"
Nangong Yue frowned. She was not as optimistic as Han Qixia.
Although my grandfather came to the conclusion that Wuhe Ointment may cause drug addiction based on experiments on mice, firstly, the test time was too short, and secondly, there were only two mice, so this conclusion is actually unreliable. , also unconvincing. I'm afraid the emperor won't believe it easily, at least he will wait until Han Huaijun brings back the Wuhe ointment and order Tai Hospital to try it himself.
They can't even withhold Wei Yi and this batch of Wuhe anointing now, otherwise if someone deliberately provokes the emperor, the emperor may think that Nanjiang wants to unite with Nuhar, so he will deliberately slander Kuilang.
After all, Southern Xinjiang is thousands of miles away, and the Zhennan Palace has 200,000 troops. No matter how deep the emperor's love for Xiao Yi is, he can't resist the deliberate frame-up of the traitor.
Don’t be careless when it comes to Wuhe anointing.
Nangong Yue glanced at Han Huaijun, and he must have realized this, so even if he is unwilling now, he must take the Wuhe anointing and the clothes back with the emperor's order...
For a while, the atmosphere in the pharmacy was heavy, and only the mouse, which had no idea of its mood, was barking and eating happily.
"Grandpa, please continue the experiment with these two mice. We have to find out clearly how this medicine works. As for what you said, mice and humans are two different things. I think about it. Just use mice to do it. I am afraid that the emperor will not believe it easily, so..." Nangong Yue's eyes flashed with light, and she said slowly, "Since this medicine was donated by people from Baiyue, I believe that Her Royal Highness the Saint will be happy to come and present it to the emperor in person. Prove that this drug is 'harmless'."
Han Huaijun's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "Sister-in-law, what do you mean..."
Nangong Yue smiled, looked at Lin Jingchen and said, "Do you have any way to make this Wuhe ointment more concentrated?"
Lin Jingchen stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "You can give it a try..."
Lin Jingchen thought for a long time and said: "Xia'er, go weigh about a pound of Wuhe ointment and divide it into five parts. Yue'er, come here and help me..."
Both of them agreed.
Lin Jingchen and Nangong Yue took out a dozen clay pots from the cabinet. Each of these pots was only the size of a palm, and they were laid out on the table. Later, Han Qixia also weighed the Wuhe ointment and carefully divided it according to Lin Jingchen's requirements.
I won’t need their help from now on.
Because it is a refined concentration, the properties of the medicine cannot be changed, so additional herbs cannot be added. All that is needed is pharmaceutical technology.
Nangong Yue watched intently, and saw Lin Jingchen put each portion of Wuhe paste into a small clay pot, and then started busy opening it, pouring water in for a while, melting the two portions of Wuhe paste together, and heating it. Getting rid of the scum... being busy but not messy made Nangong Yue feel ashamed of herself. Her grandfather's medicinal skills alone were far behind her!
About an hour later, a small porcelain medicine jar was placed on the table. The medicine jar was divided into upper and lower layers, separated by gauze folded four times. The top layer was mixed with Wuhe. The liquid of the ointment is still slightly steaming. These liquids will slowly penetrate into the gauze and be injected into the medicine jar on the lower level. Then through the last process, the concentrated liquid of Wuhe ointment that Nangong Yue needs can be obtained...
"Yue'er, you'll be fine tomorrow." Lin Jingchen wiped his hands and said, "You can just send someone to pick it up then."