Dr. Zheng was stunned.
Although he is a half-baked doctor, he has learned pharmacology at least, and this recipe is really...
He opened his lips slightly, not knowing what to say at all.
Cheng Wanwan understood his worries.
Shuanghuanglian was originally used to treat domestic animals in the past. Later, modern medical research improved it and used it on humans, with extremely good results.
However, the ratio of medicinal materials is very particular, and it is easy to overdose and cause serious consequences if you are not careful.
Of course, this prescription is an antidote, and it also has side effects, such as diarrhea and rash. Compared with losing a life, these side effects are actually not a big deal.
Cheng Wanwan said: "Zhao'er, show Dr. Zheng the dosage of the medicine."
Cheng Zhao has been recording the prescription ratio, heat, cooking time, and observing the patient's condition. After the patient takes the medicine, he will record the patient's condition truthfully every half an hour...
Doctor Zheng took the prescription. The ratio was very particular. It was different from the prescription he had given to the animals before. When he had no other choice, he could really give it a try.
"Da Shan Niang! Zhao Guan'er and Zhao Shagen's fever has gone away!"
Li Zheng came over happily to announce the good news.
Cheng Wanwan looked very indifferent: "Mr. Zheng, do you still question my prescription now?"
Doctor Zheng's face was filled with astonishment.
His prescription didn't work. As soon as Dashan Niang took action, the two children he had declared could not be saved came back to life. As a doctor, he seemed somewhat useless.
"This pot for boiling medicine will be given to Doctor Zheng." Cheng Wanwan gave up his position, "I'll prepare porridge for the patient."
Zheng Langzhong nodded and stared at the fire himself.
The villagers had already handed over the rations, which were all miscellaneous grains mixed together in various colors in pots. Cheng Wanwan asked two women to help cook the porridge.
There were only twenty or thirty people, so cooking porridge was not too strenuous. After the porridge was cooked, it was filled with bowls sent by each family, and Cheng Wanwan carried it to the school personally.
There was a lot of coughing inside, and many children had their faces red from coughing.
She said warmly: "Drink the porridge first to fill your stomach. The medicine will be ready later. You will feel better after drinking the medicine."
The three or four-year-old child looked up innocently and asked, "Can I go home after I recover?"
"Of course." Cheng Wanwan touched her hair, "The medicine is a bit bitter, so you must drink it obediently."
She could only carry two bowls of porridge in at a time, and it took more than a dozen times before everyone had a bowl of porridge to drink.
After finishing her work here, she took a basket to block the wind and carried the porridge to the ancestral hall. Fortunately, the school and the ancestral hall were not far away. When she got there, the porridge was still steaming. She put the porridge on the table and followed Li Xiu'e Together, feed porridge to those children who are confused.
While feeding the porridge, she secretly fed some ibuprofen.
Zhao Shagen and Zhao Guan'er are getting better now, and they help take care of those whose fever has not gone away.
After finishing all these things, an hour passed quietly, and Cheng Wan's tired head felt a little dizzy.
"Ahem!"
She suddenly coughed.
Li Xiu'e was startled: "Dashan Niang, why are you coughing too? Are you over your illness... Hey, how can I let you into the ancestral hall? After that, just have the porridge delivered to the entrance of the ancestral hall. I will go out and carry it." Come in before everyone gets sick..."
Cheng Wanwan waved his hand: "I'm fine."
She was tired, so she coughed, but it was nothing serious.
She walked out of the ancestral hall carrying the basket. A gust of north wind suddenly blew outside. She couldn't help but shiver. She was so frightened that she immediately bought a Shuanghuanglian from the mall and drank it.
She walked back to the door of the school and poured a glass of water. The wind had just blown, so she had to drink some hot water to drive away the cold air.
Unexpectedly, the water was so hot right after it came out of the pot that she spit it out after taking a sip, and suddenly coughed violently.
"Dashan Niang, what's wrong with you?" Li Zheng came over quickly, "Have you been sick? How can you fix this... Quick, come here, help Dashan Niang to rest..."
Cheng Wanwan calmed down and said, "I'm fine. I just choked on the water I drank."
Satoshi breathed a sigh of relief.
If Dashan Niang falls, he really won't be able to maintain the situation by himself, and he doesn't know what to do next.
He said: "Da Shan Niang, you must pay attention to your health. We are older and not as good as young people. If we contract a disease, if we are not careful..."
"Why am I older?" Cheng Wanwan's face turned a little dark, "Uncle Li Zheng, you are fifty-five years old this year and I am only thirty-three. It's better not to compare them together, right?"
Li Zhengdao: "Hehehe, it's the same, it's the same. I have a grandson and you have a granddaughter. We can be considered a generation..."
Cheng Wanwan's face became darker and darker.
She immediately changed the subject: "The medicine seems to be ready and ready to be poured out."
"Da Shan Niang, you rest by the side, we'll get the medicine." Aunt Wang came over with her face covered with linen, forced Cheng Wanwan to sit down, and raised her hand to greet a group of women nearby, "They are all still stunned. Whatever you are doing, come and help! This is not Dahe Village for Dashan Niang alone, it is Dahe Village for all of us. How can we let Dashan Niang work around alone!"
Tiezhu Niang picked up the spatula and said, "Da Shan Niang, sit down and rest while we take the medicine out and put it away at the entrance of the ancestral hall and school, and let those who are sick come out to get it themselves. This will save you trouble, right?"
"You are the Dinghai Shenzhen of our Dahe Village. You cannot fall."
"Dashan Niang, if you have anything to do, just give us an order and we'll do it."
Cheng Wanwan sat in a sheltered place, watching a group of women busy in front of him, and sighed in his heart.
Dahe Village is like this. On weekdays, all kinds of things are going on, and trivial matters are involved. But when something really happens, these ordinary people will choose to stand up.
They have no passion, no aura, no feelings. What they have is just responsibility and love for this mountain village...
All the workers in the village stopped working, and the women came to be responsible for cooking medicine and porridge, while the men who were idle at home joined the patrol team. One more person means more help. The whole village united as one, and Cheng Wanwan I believe that this matter is just a trivial difficulty for Dahe Village and will soon pass.
"Uncle Li Zheng, it's not good." A man from the patrol team ran over sweating profusely, "People from Osmanthus Village are here to cause trouble."
He was looking at the symptoms recorded by Cheng Zhao. When he heard this, he swung the thing in his hand. After he swung it down, he realized that it was paper. He quickly picked it up and blew it, smoothed the foot of the page and put it carefully on the desk. Then he walked over and said, "What are these bastards from Osmanthus Village doing?"
The man gasped and said, "They are the same people who planted mulberry trees these days."
Construction is going on everywhere in the village, and there is not enough manpower. Most of the people planting mulberry trees are relatives of people from other villages. Dahe Village and Guihua Village are close to each other. The two villages have been intermarriage for a long time. Many of the relatives of the people in this village are from Guihua Village. Guihua Village There are about twenty people in the village planting mulberry trees in Dahe Village. They have been planting them for seven or eight days and they have always been quite peaceful and honest.
As Li Zheng walked, he asked, "What are they making a fuss about?"
"It's not just for money. It's because our Dahe Village blocked all the entrances to the village in order to deprive Guihua Village of wages. Some people in their village also got sick, but they didn't think it was a serious matter. They always thought that Dahe Village was making a fuss out of a molehill. ...Everyone is blocking the entrance to the village, insisting on planting trees, even if they say not to plant trees, they have to pay their wages..."
