Chapter 1047 Prescription for Typhoid Fever
"What is it?" Xu Taiyi asked.
Hu Feng shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just some medicine she usually makes."
Xu Taiyi is naturally very interested in the medicine Baizhi usually refines, but Hu Feng has no intention of letting him take a look.
When Imperial Physician Xu left, Hu Feng opened another drawer. In addition to the filled medicine box, there was a strange shape, a rectangle with black on the top and silver on the bottom, and a round button. Twist, what is this?
He was about to take it out to take a look, but found that Imperial Physician Xu's eyes were cast again, so he suppressed his curiosity and closed the drawer.
Some things are not suitable for taking out casually.
There are always strange and incomprehensible things around her.
It's not too late to watch when no one is there.
The maids brought the medicine fried and fed it into Baizhi's mouth one by one.
After a while, Bai Zhi really woke up, not only woke up, but also vomited.
Although the maid was holding the basin next to her, she didn't have time to catch it, she could only watch her vomit the black medicinal sweat to the ground.
Hu Feng was so anxious that he glared at Imperial Physician Xu and said, "What medicine did you give her? Why did you still vomit?"
Imperial Physician Xu touched the sparse moustache on his chin and smiled, "She has typhoid fever, and she vomits everything she eats, but not only medicine."
Hu Feng took the wet towel from the maid, and he didn't care about the protection of men and women in front of him. He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched his arms and took her in his arms, gently wiping the corners of her mouth for her.
Looking at her pale and haggard face, his heart was broken.
In order to clean up the mess of Chu Feng's servant, he actually boiled his Zhi'er like this.
"I'm fine." She smiled slightly, as beautiful as flowers in March, as if they would fall when touched.
"I said it's okay, look at how thin you are."
The face that was not big at first became smaller and smaller.
Bai Zhi turned to look at Imperial Doctor Xu: "You are here, thank you very much."
Xu Taiyi said: "Although I have a prescription for this typhoid fever, I still want to see if you have a better prescription, so I used a wake-up decoction."
Bai Zhi nodded: "I do have a good remedy for typhoid fever. I was too careless before, and said it was an ordinary cold, so I didn't care too much, but I didn't think it was typhoid fever."
Xu Taiyi said: "Those who heal people do not heal themselves, and those who are doctors are like this."
Bai Zhi wrote down a prescription for typhoid fever, and Taiyi Xu looked at it and found that it was 80% similar to his own prescription, only different in the amount of a few key herbs.
And this different amount can directly affect the efficacy of the medicine. Angelica has a larger amount, stronger efficacy, and faster recovery, but it is also easy to cause emptiness, especially for people with weak bones.
And those concubines in the palace, all of them are like delicate flowers, their prescriptions are naturally more gentle, and they dare not make a slight difference.
Imperial Physician Xu gave the prescription to the medicine boy on the side, and asked him to pick up the medicine and decoct the medicine himself. This typhoid medicine is no different, and the quantity should not be too wrong. The usual maid who does not understand pharmacology is always inferior to his medicine boy. .
The medicine boy went in a hurry, and Bai Zhi asked Hu Feng to take out the Western-style medicine that had been disassembled before from the cabinet, and clearly wrote down the condensing method and dosage.
"Doctor Xu, I'll leave the condensing of these medicines to you. I'm afraid I can't help you much now, I'm tired." Bai Zhi handed the list to Imperial Doctor Xu with an apologetic expression.