Reality taught Huang Lingjia a lesson.
From then on, she understood one thing.
Don't ever be curious about the ingredients in Chinese medicine!
Curiosity killed the cat!
Even if the name sounded very elegant, it could also be a pile of shit!
After she went back, she would probably have to mentally prepare herself before she could drink this medicine.
……
It was already past eight o'clock at night when he returned home.
Huang Lingjia took out the clay pot that she had prepared in advance.
It was best to use an earthenware pot to boil medicine because the heat transfer in the earthenware pot was slow and the heat was uniform. It was a relatively ideal vessel for boiling medicine.
Of course, in the absence of a clay pot, it was also possible to replace it with an porcelain pot or a stainless steel pot.
She began to follow the steps Lu Ming had written for her to brew the medicine.
The first step was to soak the herbs in cold water.
Then, it was time to boil the medicine.
The decoction had to be done three times.
For the first time, he would add a few bowls of water according to the specific situation. Finally, he would boil it into a bowl and pour out the filter residue.
He left the dregs in the pot and continued to add about one-third less water than the original to boil the medicine for the second time.
Immediately after, he filtered out the second bowl of medicinal soup and boiled it for the third time.
The water used for the third time was much less than the previous two times.
In the end, you will get three bowls of medicinal soup.
At this time, the dregs basically had no medicinal properties. After sorting through the garbage, they could be thrown into the wet garbage.
If you didn't know how much water to add during the three times of decoction, you could also add the same amount of water each time.
The first bowl of medicinal soup would be very thick, the second bowl would be lighter, and the third bowl would be even lighter.
Then, he mixed the three bowls of medicinal soup together and divided them into three equal portions.
Generally speaking, for some minor ailments, taking Chinese medicine three times would definitely be effective.
……
"If I had known that it was so troublesome to brew medicine, I wouldn't have done it myself.”
Looking at the time, it was already midnight.
Huang Lingjia sat on the bed and panted slightly. She felt a little regretful.
The clinic could cook it for her, but her mother heard that she wanted to take Chinese medicine, so she sent her a clay pot.
Therefore, Huang Lingjia had the idea of brewing the medicine herself.
After this experience, she had made up her mind that she would never brew medicine herself again.
Wouldn't it smell good if the clinic cooked it?
He could also save a lot of time.
Huang Lingjia left a bowl of medicine behind and sealed the remaining two bowls. She placed them in the refrigerator at a low temperature.
When he consumed it tomorrow, he could just take it out and heat it up.
After finishing the bowl of Chinese medicine, Huang Lingjia washed up and went to bed.
After that.
At three or four o'clock in the morning.
Huang Lingjia was woken up by a stomachache.
She clutched her stomach and ran to the toilet.
He thought that he would be able to solve it once.
But who knew that it would hurt again after a while.
Moreover, the second time did not completely solve the problem of stomach pain.
Just like that.
She frequently woke up at night and went to the toilet more than ten times in a row.
In the end, his stomach was empty and only some yellow juice came out.
"What the hell is going on?”
Huang Lingjia's face was pale, and she was exhausted.
She was no longer sleepy and stayed up until dawn.
In the morning, the stomachache was a little better.
She began to analyze the cause of her stomach ache.
He didn't eat anything yesterday.
After dinner, he drank some Chinese medicine.
There would definitely be no problem with dinner. It was cooked by himself. It was rice with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
She had been eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes for the past two days and had not had any problems.
Therefore…
Was the problem with the Chinese medicine?
However, she did not dare to rashly question him.
In addition, her stomach was no longer hurting, so she went to work as usual.
After returning from work, she drank a second bowl of Chinese medicine.
The result was…
It was another night…
The case was solved!
It was the problem with the Chinese medicine!
"Quack!"
"I knew Chinese medicine was unreliable!"
After confirming that it was a problem with the Chinese medicine, Huang Lingjia took a leave of absence. After her health improved, she went to Jimin Medical Center.
……
Jimin Medical Center.
Lu Ming looked at the time.
It was four in the afternoon.
He was prepared to pack up and go to Mingren Hospital.
From Monday to Friday, he would stay in the hospital's dormitory to facilitate the coordination of work. Most importantly, there was a group of stupid interns who needed his help to clean up after them.
"I finally found you!"
"You quack! Are you trying to kill me?"
Huang Lingjia broke into the room, giving Lu Ming a shock.
What was going on?
"Aren't you the patient from yesterday? What's wrong?"
Lu Ming recognized Huang Lingjia immediately.
"What's wrong? I wanted to ask you what's wrong!"
"What medicine did you give me?"
"After taking the Chinese medicine you prescribed for me, I kept having diarrhea!”
Huang Lingjia accused Lu Ming of being a quack.
"Did you take the medicine I prescribed?"
"How about this, bring me the dregs.”
"If there really is a problem with the prescription I prescribed, I will not escape responsibility.”
Lu Ming patted his chest and promised.
He didn't try to defend himself or guarantee that the medicine he prescribed wouldn't be wrong. That would only anger the patient.
"Medicinal dregs?"
Huang Lingjia bit her lip, thinking that Lu Ming was trying to stall for time.
However, he had a record of buying medicine from him, so he didn't think he could escape.
Therefore, Huang Lingjia snorted coldly."
"Alright, then just you wait. I'll go back and get the dregs now!”
Huang Lingjia ran straight home.
Fortunately, there was a time limit for throwing trash in her neighborhood.
When she went to work, the garbage station in the neighborhood was not open yet, so she often had to hoard garbage at home for a few days and throw it away when she was resting.
Therefore, the dregs were still in the trash can at home.
Huang Lingjia went home to get the medicine dregs and ran to the clinic.
……
Pa!
Huang Lingjia threw the medicinal dregs wrapped in a plastic bag onto Lu Ming's table.
"I brought the dregs!"
"I want to hear what kind of reasonable explanation you plan to give me.”
Huang Lingjia crossed her arms. She was ready to call the relevant department to report it.
Lu Ming put on a pair of disposable medical gloves and rummaged through the dregs.
Then, he was stunned for a moment. He pointed at one of the dregs and said,"What is this?"
Huang Lingjia glanced at it." Dung beetle!”
"Isn't it in your prescription?”
The corner of Lu Ming's mouth twitched slightly. He said helplessly,
" There's no prescription in the prescription. This dung beetle should have fallen in by itself…"
Huang Lingjia was speechless.
Huang Lingjia was stunned.
She had seen the dung beetle when she was boiling the medicine.
Instead, he mistakenly thought that it was also a type of Chinese medicinal herb.
After all, even sparrow feces and bricks could be used as Chinese medicinal herbs, so it was not strange for dung beetles to be used as Chinese medicinal herbs, right?
In the end, you're playing this game with me now?
Tell me the dung beetle fell in by itself? It wasn't Chinese medicine?
What the f * ck!
Huang Lingjia's mentality had collapsed!
He should have asked more questions!
He had to ask her what the medicinal ingredients in the prescription were!
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