Rural Chinese Medicine Li Maoyang

Chapter 25 Give the Secret Medicine a Nice Name

In a blink of an eye, it was mid-April, the weather was getting hotter, and the grass on the ground was growing an inch high.

Li Maoyang's medical name is spreading slowly, and it will take time to spread to the surrounding villages. The key is to pass people's trust, and there is still a long way to go.

Therefore, he usually does not have many patients. His current main task is to study and study medicine and do some farm work at home.

As a doctor, it can be said that he has not kicked out of the medical profession, and seeing a doctor is currently only a side job for him.

At noon, Li Maoyang was wearing a mask, carrying a large pot, holding a spoon, and followed behind a group of chickens at home, causing a group of chickens to vigilantly raise their heads and coo, a little flustered , I don't know what he is going to do.

In fact, he just wanted to pick up some of their feces.

To be precise, he only wanted to pick up the whitish part of their feces, and he mainly picked up the feces from chickens that had eaten lime. The feces were warm, but not too smelly.

This thing is called Jishibai, and it is also a traditional Chinese medicine, bitter and salty, slightly cold (I don’t know which pharmacist has tasted it, but Li Maoyang himself has not tasted it anyway), and its main functions are diuresis, heat dissipation, wind expelling, and detoxification.Control swelling and accumulation, jaundice, gonorrhea, arthralgia due to wind, tetanus apoplexy, convulsion of tendons and arteries.

Li Maoyang picked it up and prepared to fry it in a special pharmaceutical pot, then store it, and secretly give it to related patients in the future.

Well, never tell patients he gave them this stuff, or his medical name will be tarnished.

He can give this medicine a nice name, such as Fengbaijin or something, anyway, the country people don't understand, know what he is giving them?
Chinese medicine practitioners like to give nice names to medicinal materials. For example, the stove heart soil is called Fulong liver, a flying squirrel droppings is called Wulingzhi, and bat droppings are called Yemingsha. Li Duanyang can also creatively give this chicken Shibai choose a nice name, it will be good to earn money in the future.

Li Maoyang was picking up chicken feces, and Han Cangzi and Wu Zhangong from this village came.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing Li Duanyang's strange operation, Han Cangzi asked in puzzlement.

"Ah, I'm going to investigate what's wrong with the chickens at home. You need to observe the stool when treating people, and analyze the stool when you treat chickens."

Li Maoyang raised his head and said solemnly.

"Have you never heard of chicken plague?" Han Cangzi asked nervously.

"No, no." Li Maoyang waved his hands hastily, "I just want to see how many chickens I have in my house and some don't eat much, so let's see what's wrong."

"Oh." Han Cangzi calmed down, "Brother, the medicine shelf is ready for you, and it's oiled. By the way, I made two hospital beds and two chairs. The beds and chairs don't need to be counted."

The Han family is not rich, so Li Maoyang gave Han Ma's medical treatment money and let Han Cangzi do carpentry in his spare time.

"No, it's all included in the account. By the way, Brother Han, make me another consultation table." Li Maoyang said.

He was going to tidy up the clinic, and change everything, big and small, such as the pulse pillow.

Telling Bai Jinfeng that he used Master's old pulse pillow to absorb Master's aura and blessings was of course just an excuse. The real reason was that he hadn't had time to change it at that time, and now the pulse pillow has been replaced with a new one.

"No, no, no..." Han Cangzi hurriedly waved his hands.

Now his mother is able to walk by herself. Earlier, he took his mother to a big hospital and spent tens of thousands of dollars to treat the disease that was not cured. Now Li Maoyang has cured it, and the treatment and medicine expenses are not covered. Ten thousand, how could he not thank Li Maoyang.

Li Maoyang asked him to do some carpentry work for him in his spare time, which was very interesting.

"It's included in the account, so there's no need to talk about it." Li Maoyang waved his hand, "You put the things in your place to dry for a while."

Han Ma was at least half of his quasi-mother-in-law. His master's wife died probably because of Han Ma... well, to recuperate his mood, he, as an apprentice, had to give Han Ma a little bit of a discount.

But think about how covert Master is, he has never heard of it, but it should have happened a long time ago, and he probably came here for a while, and he was probably only a few years old at that time, so naturally he wouldn't heard about it.

Unlike Wu Zhangong's wife next to him, the whole village has been rumored in the past two years...

Thinking of this, Li Maoyang took a careful look at Wu Zhangong, who was in his 30s. Could this guy have some problems in that area?
But doctors don't shut the door, let alone this kind of problem, and if people don't talk about it, he naturally can't take the initiative to invite others to seek treatment from him.

Han Cangzi left after talking to Li Maoyang about carpentry, but Wu Zhangong squatted on the ground and looked at Li Maoyang without humming.

"Angkor, what's the matter with you?"

Wu Zhangong squatted here quietly, making it inconvenient for Li Maoyang to pick up chicken shit, so he could only ask.

At the same time, he carefully observed Wu Zhangong with the eyes of a doctor.

The guy looked sallow and listless.

But it's not easy to judge what, after all, farmers in Hetao do farm work every day in the wind and sun, and most of their faces are like this.

As for lack of energy, everyone has such a state of mind, not to mention Wu Zhangong's depression, which is also his normal state.

These are nothing, the key is that Li Maoyang found that Wu Zhangong's face was not only yellow, but also a little shiny, with large pores, blackheads, acne, and greasy hair.

Puffy eyelids and bags under the eyes.

Besides, this guy has gained some weight in the past two years?

This situation is quite abnormal.

This made Li Maoyang have some guesses about Wu Zhangong's physical condition...

"It's okay, you do what you want, and I'll rest." Wu Zhangong squatted and looked at Li Maoyang and said.

Li Maoyang thought to himself, how can I pick up chicken shit when you are squatting here?

"Then Angkor, you rest, I'm going back to the clinic." Li Maoyang said and walked to the clinic with a large jar filled with chicken feces.

When he walked back to the clinic, he found that Wu Zhangong followed him after a circle.

Li Maoyang's heartbeat speeded up a bit, and he might be able to see another illness today.

He calmly put the chicken feces white in a corner of the house, walked into the clinic, sat down and took out his mobile phone. He was about to continue reading the information about rheumatoid arthritis that Qiao Guoguo sent him, when he thought about it, he quickly took out the medical book and flipped through it. It seems that there are relevant knowledge points about dampness and heat in the body.

He judged that Wu Zhangong was probably suffering from moisture in his body.

That guy's body has not lost weight but gained weight in the past two years is the biggest sign. If there is moisture in his body, the moisture will seep into the muscle tissue, which will naturally make people look fat.

And according to Wu Zhangong's greasy face, if it is wet, it is probably hot and humid.

The harm of damp heat to the human body is very subtle and slow, and it is not felt at the early stage, but after several years of development, it will invade the human skin, liver and gallbladder, spleen and stomach, kidneys, joint meridians, and lungs, and finally induce various conditions.

Including that weak//weak.

If it is liver and gallbladder damp heat, it will have a more direct impact on that aspect, because the liver meridian goes through the lower abdomen and circles there.The evil of dampness and heat will place bets along the liver meridian, so it will naturally have a huge impact on that aspect...

Li Maoyang was flipping through the medical books in a hurry when the clinic door was pushed open with a bang, and Wu Zhangong walked in with a smile on his face.

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