Chapter 282 Blood-Breaking and Stasis-Resolving Recipe

Song Sanqian's slender eyes swept to the light yellow rice paper in his hand. The words on the paper were written on charcoal sticks, which was very different from the ordinary handwriting with brush and ink, which reminded him immediately of what Young Master Meng showed him before. Zhang's prescription, the handwriting is very similar, and the same charcoal sticks are used.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the men and women standing in front of the counter. The men were tall and handsome, with extraordinary bearing, while the women were petite, pretty, and slender.

Song Sanqian's eyes swept back to the prescription in his hand, "Curcula, Sanleng, leech, pangolin?" He raised his head and glanced at the man and woman in front of him, and asked again, "These Curcuma and Sanleng are medicines for promoting blood circulation, but this leech And pangolins, what are they used for?"

Bai Zhi said: "Naturally, it is also used to promote blood circulation and break stasis. Doctor Song, do you know where you can buy these four herbs in Qingyuan Town?"

Song Sanqian shook his head: "I can't buy these four herbs in Qingyuan Town. I went to Kyoto once three years ago, and I saw leeches and pangolins in the big medicine hall in Kyoto city, but I have never seen them in Qingyuan Town. "

Doctors with good medical skills all go to Kyoto or other big towns to make a living. Who would stay in a border town like Qingyuan? Without a good doctor, naturally there will be no complete medicinal materials.

Bai Zhi had already guessed the result, sighed in disappointment, stretched out her hand to retrieve her prescription, and said to Doctor Song and the shopkeeper: "Well, since you can't buy it, you can only find another way." Fortunately, it is still autumn. , Go to the ponds and paddy fields to look for leeches, you can still find them.

As for pangolins, there is only one more trip to Luoying Mountain.

She didn't want to go to Luoying Mountain again in her life, but Hu Feng's illness was the best time for treatment, and she couldn't give up because of her own fear.

Seeing that the two of them were about to leave after catching Curcuma, Sanleng, and these two herbs, Dr. Song caught up and stopped them: "Miss, Song has something to ask."

Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Doctor Song, please speak."

Song Sanqian pointed to the prescription in her hand and said, "I wonder which doctor prescribed the prescription in the girl's hand?"

Bai Zhi asked: "Why are you asking this?"

Song Sanqian smiled, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face: "That's right, I have seen a recipe before, the handwriting on it is very similar to this one, and the recipe is very good, I have always wanted to see that master. , but it never came to fruition.”

"When I saw the girl's recipe today, I immediately thought of that person, and I hope that the girl can fulfill Song's wish."

Similar to the handwriting on the prescription in her hand?

After she came to this world, the only prescription she hand-written was the one she gave to Meng Nan to treat her face last time, or it was written on a piece of cloth. Could it be that Dr. Song said?

It seems that Meng Nan didn't trust her at that time, and took her prescription to see Doctor Song.

Bai Zhi smiled lightly: "I also got this recipe by accident. I don't know who wrote it. I can't help you, I'm sorry."

Doctor Song quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I was abrupt, please don't be surprised."

Seeing that he was polite and courteous, and so polite and courteous, Bai Zhi had a good impression of her, so she added another sentence: "Doctor Song just entered the door, his face was not very good, could it be that the visit to the doctor today is not smooth?"

When he brought up the matter of going to the doctor, Dr. Song's face immediately became ugly, he sighed and said, "The young son of the county magistrate has contracted the cold and his throat is hoarse. He refuses to take the medicine I prescribed. Bitter, this disease will never get better. The county magistrate and his wife feel bad for their son. I can understand that, but this disease is not good. It's not because my medical skills are not good, but because their son refuses to take medicine. What does it have to do with me? Treat me well. After being scolded and refusing to pay the consultation fee, it's really annoying."