Artemisia annua, an annual herb, mostly grows along clean rivers. Because it has a delicate fragrance, it is also called fragrant wormwood and is a very common plant.
However, many people will overlook one thing: it actually has a brother whose habits are exactly the opposite of it.
Artemisia annua is also called Artemisia annua and Artemisia annua!
It looks very similar to Artemisia annua, but it is born with a strong pungent smell, so it has never been liked by people. It mostly grows beside smelly ditches.
People always like beautiful things and despise ugly things. Therefore, the smelly mugwort has never made people think of it. He is also a member of the mugwort family, and Xiao Han is looking for it!
There is no Artemisia annua in the huge city of Seoul. The anti-mosquito army in the past few days has filled up all the stagnant ditches. It is estimated that those poor Artemisia annua have been buried in the soil together to contribute their own strength to Mother Earth.
However, just because it’s not available in the city, doesn’t mean it’s not available outside the city either!
Xiao Han told the guard at the door with gestures: Doctor Sun had thought of a good recipe, but he just wanted to use wormwood as medicine! The excited guard, who was shaking all over, immediately rushed out with a knife. Yuan Dake, who rushed over in a hurry, thought he was crazy and wanted to go out and kill someone!
The guard ran away in a flash. In the yard, Xiao Han quickly prepared some supplies before Artemisia came back!
Clean water for wormwood, clean and tough gauze! These are all readily available, but the lack of juice is a bit of a headache. Xiao Han was just about to ask where there was an oil extraction place in the city, but he caught a glimpse of the well in the corner of the yard, and he was immediately overjoyed! After calling a few people, we dismantled the well pot, which was used to squeeze the juice!
Everything was ready, and there was a sound of horse hooves on the street outside. A few knights with arms full of wormwood rushed to the door like a knight. Before they could say anything, they threw down the wormwood.
"Huh... Lord Marquis, is that enough?" the leading knight asked Xiao Han while breathing heavily.
Xiao Han ran outside and looked at the pile of wormwood. He frowned and shook his head and said, "It's not enough! This is just a few. Bring a few more people. After all, dozens of people are waiting for it to cure their illnesses!"
"Okay!" The knight's eyes were red, he agreed firmly, turned his horse's head with several others, and rushed out again!
The people who came to help carried the yellow annua scattered on the ground into the courtyard. Wash and dry, then wrap it in gauze and twist it hard!
As the water well wheel slowly rotated, green juice began to flow from the bottom of the gauze. When Xiao Han saw this, he quickly picked up the copper basin he had prepared to catch it!
There is a lot of wormwood, but very little juice. Even two pounds of wormwood cannot produce even one or two ounces of juice. But this is nothing, there are plenty of them outside the city of Wormwood, and there are plenty of manpower too! There is no shortage of these!
Xiao Han was busy making mugwort juice, and Sun Simiao, together with Ye Lu, selected a few of the patients, gave each of them a bowl of mugwort juice, and began to carefully record the subsequent reactions.
Sun Simiao was already very tired, but he still kept working! A pair of eyes were red and bloodshot inside! This dedicated veteran has rested for less than a stick of incense since yesterday. I don’t know how he can hold on now!
"Daozhang Sun, take a rest first. I'm here!" Xiao Han walked by and saw Sun Simiao's figure shaking a little. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to hold on, so he advised him to go to sleep for a while.
Not wanting to, Sun Simiao shook his head at Xiao Han and said with a smile: "Haha, I'm fine! I think the mugwort juice you mentioned is indeed effective. The attacks of some people who took the medicine were obviously milder than others! I will prepare it for them later. When taking the second medicine, you must not be careless about it, you must see it with your own eyes!"
"Others can do this. You'd better go and rest for a while..."
"Hou Xiao, there is no need to persuade the poor Taoist. If you don't see the effect, the poor Taoist will not be able to sleep well!"
Sun Simiao really couldn't be moved, so Xiao Han had no choice but to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman!
Crouching next to him, he watched Yuan Dake and Zhang Bao busy over there. A large number of subordinates who squeezed mugwort juice were directed by him like frightened donkeys, without stopping for a moment.
Another pot full of mugwort juice was squeezed out. The soup looked green, and there were countless foams floating on it, and a thick smell couldn't be shaken off!
Xiao Han could only take one look at this kind of thing, let alone drink it! But Sun Simiao carefully scooped up a bowl, savored it in small bites, and wrote down his feelings on the paper in front of him from time to time.
This is the miracle doctor! For the most accurate experience, we don’t hesitate to experiment with our own bodies! Looking at the haggard Sun Simiao, Xiao Han always felt that he saw a divine light behind him! How can those gods made of clay and wood sculptures be as great as Sun Simiao in front of them?
Before I knew it, it was night again. All the patients drank mugwort juice, and the first group of people selected used it twice.
Of course, the results are also very significant, although there is no miracle that all symptoms will disappear after taking one medicine. But even Yuan Dake and Zhang Bao, who did not understand medical skills, could see that the condition of these patients was much better at night than in the morning.
The moon crept up onto the roof quietly, and the noise faded away, leaving only the chirping of insects and the sound of burning wormwood.
"Sneeze..." Xiao Han, who was sitting outside the courtyard, rubbed his nose and sneezed loudly.
Now in Hanzhong City, there is a strong smell of smoke every night, which makes Xiao Han feel very uncomfortable, as if he can't breathe. But to other people in Hanzhong City, as long as they can drive away the plague-carrying mosquitoes, a mere smell is not worth mentioning.
"Master Hou, put on some clothes, don't catch a cold!" Daniel came over to help cover Xiao Han with a piece of clothes.
Xiao Han wasn't cold, but he couldn't resist his kindness, so he had to put his clothes on.
"How is that person doing?" Xiao Han asked Daniel.
He was talking about a patient who had an attack. He had just been carried into the room by several people and was treated by Sun Simiao alone.
Daniel looked back at the closed door and whispered, "I heard from Divine Doctor Sun that it shouldn't be anything serious, just suffering."
"Hey..." After hearing this, Xiao Han sighed silently and looked at the moon in the sky without knowing what to think.
Daniel hesitated for a moment and then said to Xiao Han: "Master Hou, why don't you go back and rest first? Doctor Sun said that there won't be any problem tonight."
Xiao Han turned his head, looked at the room in the courtyard, and asked, "What about Master Sun? He hasn't rested for so long."
Daniel scratched his head and replied: "Doctor Sun said that he will sleep here tonight!"
I don't know how Sun Simiao could sleep peacefully among a group of patients. Xiao Han also felt sleepy at this time. There was almost no rest during the day. Now that I relaxed at night, all the fatigue in my body came back.
At this point, there is no need to leave the city, just go to the inn to deal with it all night. Dragging his tired body to the post house, Pei Ji, who had been here during the day, was not yet awake. From this we can also see how hard they worked all the way.
The boss in the post house received the news that Xiao Han was coming and vacated the room early. The gauze tent and other items were all available, and even the bedding looked brand new.
