Tong Xin let the old horse go and ordered the five men to lift the boxes out of the basket, place them in a row on the ground, and open them one by one for inspection. Wang Rong took this opportunity to look inside the box and saw that each wooden box was divided into upper and lower layers with wooden boards. There were twelve black balls placed side by side on each layer. Each ball was not large in size. It is only the size of a child's hand, like a sandbag used by the maids in the mansion to play with in their free time.
When Wang Rong saw this, she thought to herself: "It's these inconspicuous little balls that have taken away so many lives." After thinking about it, she felt something was wrong again, "It's not these thunder and fire bombs that kill people, but the ones like this." The delusions in the minds of madmen like Tong Xin."
Time was running out. Tong Xin had already checked each box to make sure it was correct. Then she turned around, took out a small white bottle from her arms, handed it to Wang Rong and said, "This is the antidote, two pills each in the morning and evening. Just take it for three days."
Wang Rong hurriedly took it, opened the bottle cap and smelled it, and a fishy smell hit her face.
"Is this... is this the antidote? Why does it smell so bad?"
Tong Xin smiled and said: "If you don't believe it, you can throw it away. But I suggest you give it a try. If I guess correctly, the person named Zhao has already stepped half of his foot into the gate of hell. You can feed it to her." This medicine will either bring her back or give her a ride. As for whether to use it or not, you can decide for yourself." After saying that, he waved to Wang Rong as a farewell.
Wang Rong thought to herself: "As of now, this is the only way it can be. Since trying or not trying is a dead end, why not take a gamble." Thinking of this, she hurriedly kicked the vial into her arms and ran towards the Fu Zhong Pharmacy Supervisor. .
Chen Xiaotian was born in the world of martial arts. He walked around the world with swords and swords, and bleeding and injuries were inevitable. Therefore, there were a large number of rare medicinal materials in his house, which were all under the supervision of the Pharmacy Supervisor.
Wang Rong, sweating profusely, rushed into the Drug Supervision Bureau and met Buttercup, the supervisor of the Drug Supervision Bureau.
"Wang... Manager Wang? Why do you have time to come to me today? If you need any medicine, just send someone to call and I will prepare it for you. Why do you need to go there yourself?"
Wang Rong didn't say anything, but took a deep breath for a while, and then said slowly: "Mao... Supervisor Mao, the situation is urgent, so I will come back on my own. Quickly grab me some decoction and cook it over high heat. Send it to the west wing, the sooner the better!"
Buttercup nodded in agreement. After waiting for a long time, she couldn't help but feel a little at a loss when she saw that Wang Rong had nothing to say.
"What are you doing standing there? Go get some medicine!"
Buttercup said with a smile on her face: "Wang... Manager Wang, I wonder where the medicine... is the prescription?"
Wang Rong was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the Tibetan medicine she had made up really didn't have a prescription. What should she do?
"Well... of course there is... some prescription for this medicine, let... let me think about it..." Just when she was at her wits' end, she suddenly saw rows of medicine cabinets behind Buttercup, containing all kinds of medicines. Precious medicinal materials.
Wang Rong had an idea and said loudly: "I remembered it. Listen to me and take out the medicinal materials in the first compartment of the second row in the third cabinet on the left behind you."
Buttercup didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly turned around to get it. The box contained alocasia, which has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying. Buttercup held a whole calla lily about two feet long in her hand and asked, "I wonder how many Manager Wang needs?"
"Well...first...half a stick first."
When Buttercup heard this, she hurriedly advised: "Wang... Manager Wang, this thing is cold in nature. If you use it too much, I'm afraid it won't be good for your body."
Wang Rong thought: "I have no knowledge of medical skills at all, and this prescription is completely false. If I let Buttercup lead me by the nose, it will inevitably arouse his suspicion. In this case, it is better to do the opposite and just ignore the pharmacological properties. I have the final say!”
Thinking of this, he said loudly: "What do you know? This is a secret recipe I obtained from the Tibetan Medical Center in Yunnan and Tibet. Even Dr. Gao has seen it and said there is no problem. How did it get to you? Do you have any other opinions?"
"No, of course not. You told me earlier. Since it is a secret recipe, it is natural not to follow any rules and pharmacological principles. I understand, I will take whatever you ask me to take."
Wang Rong nodded and said: "Well, Buttercup, you are indeed an expert. You can tell the truth at once. Okay, take out the things in the second cabinet in the fourth row, the third cabinet in the fifth row...the fourth cabinet in the seventh row." cabinet……"
In this way, a total of more than 20 kinds of medicinal materials were ordered. As for the portion, it was as much as Buttercup took out. Wang Rong cut off half or one-third at will. There were one or two medicinal herbs that Buttercup took out were too small. , Wang Rong doubled the amount. Buttercup had no objection to this, and he took as much as Wang Rong wanted. In the end, after selecting more than twenty kinds of medicinal materials, he weighed them on the scale and found that there were eight catties and seven taels of money.
After Wang Rong heard this, she also felt that the amount was a bit inappropriate, and thought to herself: "Buttercup is easy to fool, and that doctor Gao is a smart man. I weighed out more than eight kilograms of medicine for this dose. If I take it three times in a row, it will be more than twenty kilograms of medicinal materials." Let alone Zhao Niantong, no one else would be able to eat it."
Thinking of this, he said to Buttercup: "This is three days' worth, twice a day. Share it equally with me."
When Buttercup heard this, she cried bitterly in her heart: "Is Mr. Wang trying to trick me on purpose? The amount of medicine is always only dispensed once, and then according to this standard, you can dispense as many doses as you want. How can I take six doses at a time? Measure it and then divide it?”
But Wang Rong spoke and had to listen, so she had to pick out the medicinal materials gathered together one by one, divide them into six equal parts, put them into a copper mortar, grind them carefully, then use a filter cloth to filter out the impurities, and finally Pour into a clay pot and cook over high heat.
Wang Rong had been waiting tirelessly for a long time. When Buttercup finally lit the fire, she couldn't help but ask: "How long will it take?!"
Buttercup replied: "This...it's hard to say. Herbal medicines such as green cloud grass and nightshade are made from the leaves of plants. These herbs are easy to exert their medicinal properties when exposed to heat, so they can be boiled for a while. But such as rauwolfia, Jintiesuo and others use the rhizomes of plants as medicine, so they need to be boiled for a while, especially since this medicine also contains white quartz, calcite and other mineral medicines. If it is not boiled, it may be harmful to the patient rather than beneficial. .”
Wang Rong thought: "By the time you boil this medicine, I'm afraid the person will be dead." Thinking of this, she sternly said to Buttercup: "It won't work if it takes too long. No matter what method you use, I will limit you to half a day." Prepare this medicine for me within a few hours!"
Buttercup said with a sad face: "Half...half an hour, I'm afraid...I'm afraid it won't work! These medicinal materials themselves have conflicting properties. If we don't use fire to blend them together, I'm afraid we won't be able to save people!"
Buttercup's implication is that the wonderful medicine you prepared is of little use in saving people, but it is very effective in harming people.
Wang Rong didn't care whether the medicine saved people or harmed people, but Zhao Niantong couldn't really drink it anyway, so he gave Buttercup a death order, ordering him to deliver the medicine to the west wing in half an hour, otherwise he would be thrown out of bed. Get out! Buttercup had no choice but to nod in agreement.
After the arrangements were made, Wang Rong hurriedly left the Pharmacy Department and rushed to the west wing.
