The heavy rains don't know what kind of official the Chongwen Museum is compiling, but the official doctor of the imperial hospital understands it.
Everyone was taken aback.
In their hearts, only very powerful and powerful doctors can be imperial physicians, which is a place and people far away.
The expression on the mayor's face gradually became warm. It was true that Nie joined the army, and so was Mr. Zhuang. He had seen their official seals.
Soldiers can lie, but the aura of Lord Zhuang and Nie Canjun's arrogance towards them cannot be faked, so they don't need to lie to them, and the little girl in front of them is also real.
The expression on the mayor's face gradually changed from amiable to enthusiastic, his originally cold eyes became gentle, and his voice was even more amiable. He saluted Zhou Man again, "So it's the imperial doctor Zhou, no wonder you are so angry, heavy rain They sell medicine in front of the hospital is completely out of class. But they are also kind, I asked, they come here to set up a stall for some pocket money, and secondly because adults are going to the far western region, if there is a lack of medical care on the way The medicine is not good, so I stole some medicine from the warehouse in the house to sell, but I didn't expect that some medicines turned out to be counterfeit medicines."
After all, he turned his head to look at the heavy rain and the others.
Da Yu and the others who set up a stall at the door this morning immediately came forward to confess and apologize, saying that they did not intend to compete with them, but really thought that the medicine was the real medicine.
Mentioning this, the mayor took the box of medicines from the housekeeper, his face darkened slightly, and said: "To tell the truth, Doctor Zhou, these medicines were bought by us and passing merchants. When we bought them, we wrote all kinds of medicines You are an imperial physician, so you should know that ready-made medicines are rare, so the few boxes of medicines we got are very precious, and we don’t take them easily, but you said that this medicine is not Bao Chai Pill, so I want to know what kind of medicine it is ?”
Man Bao's face softened a little, and he reached out to take the medicine box, "Let me see."
She opened the medicine box, took out a pill and smelled it, then picked some and put it in her mouth to taste the medicine.
Bai Shan felt bitter when they smelled it, but Man Bao often tasted medicines, especially when he was in Jishitang and Tai Hospital, they had to taste all the patented medicines, not only to distinguish the ingredients of the medicines, but also to taste them. In order to distinguish the properties of medicines after they are made into medicines.
When Zhou Liru was in the back hall of Jishitang, she mainly worked for the shopkeeper Zheng Da to make pills. Basically, she had to taste every medicine that came out. Treasures, teach her carefully after the treasures are over.
So at that time, she knew it was not Po Chai Pills just by smelling it without taking it. However, she had never tasted it, so she really didn't know what it was.
Man Bao spit out the medicine in his mouth into the bowl, took the tea handed by Bai Shan to rinse his mouth, and then said: "This is Chenxiang Huazhi Wan."
She frowned slightly, "Bao Chai Pill is mainly used to treat summer-dampness cold. Symptoms are fever, headache, abdominal pain, diarrhea, and nausea and vomiting. Food stagnation, gas stagnation, abdominal fullness, mainly in digestion, how can the two medicines be confused?"
The flesh on the mayor's face trembled, and the housekeeper couldn't help asking: "Doctor Zhou, what will happen if people who are not acclimatized take this medicine?"
"What are his symptoms?"
"I have a little fever, and the most important thing is diarrhea. My stomach hurts and I feel nauseous."
Man Bao said: "If the medicine is not suitable for the symptoms, not only will it have no effect, but it may also aggravate the condition, severe diarrhea, and eventually turn into dysentery."
Man Bao looked them back and forth, closed the box, and asked, "You wouldn't have used such a medicine in such a situation, would you?"
None of the mayors spoke.
Man Bao asked, "What about the others? Seek medical treatment in time and they should still be saved."
The butler said in a depressed mood, "I can't save him, he died two years ago."
Man Bao was startled and speechless.
Bai Shan and the others also looked at each other, silent.
But the mayor quickly reacted and said, "That's all in the past, but even though we are big bosses, we are not so easy to entrap."
He snorted coldly and said, "It's fine if they don't take my business route anymore, as long as they go..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the killing intent in his words was full, and everyone remained silent for a while.
The mayor smiled at Man Bao after the harsh words, "Master Zhou, although we were all deceived, what happened today was indeed about some boys Meng Lang, so I will let the cook in the mansion Cook a few more delicious dishes, how about inviting everyone to be guests at your house?"
Man Bao declined and said, "It's not a big deal. Since they didn't mean it, we naturally won't blame it. I was angry before, but I was thinking that if fake medicines are circulated outside, it will inevitably harm others and myself."
The mayor took it very seriously, and sighed: "That's right. There are still many patented medicines in the warehouse of my mansion, which are all bought from those merchants. Now I don't know if it's true or not. The doctor in the town is good for some wounds. For other diseases, it is completely blind, let alone accepting medicine."
While talking, he kept looking at Zhou Man with his eyes, "I also want to ask Doctor Zhou to stop by my storeroom when I go to eat, to see if there are any counterfeit medicines, so as not to let everyone in the government This kid doesn't know the seriousness, and when he is short of money later, he will take it out to exchange for money, and it will be bad if people outside take fake medicine."
Although he knew that he was fake and pitiful, Man Bao still nodded in agreement.
So the mayor immediately got up and asked people to go to the lake to catch fish, and at the same time asked people to go to the lake to invite Mr. Zhuang back. He said with a smile: "The last time I had a drink with Mr. Zhuang, I think he likes fish very much. I also like to eat fish."
Man Bao's smile became real, and he said, "Mr. really likes to eat fish. It just so happens that we still have some tofu we made yesterday. I'll take some and stew it with the fish. Even the soup is delicious."
There is no one who knows how to make tofu in the town, but the mayor has eaten this thing, nodded repeatedly, and then watched their guards go to the kitchen to get tofu, feeling complicated for a while.
The Han people are very particular, and they have to bring all kinds of people with them when they go out, and they even specially bring the craftsmen who make tofu with them.
When he glanced over Bai Shan and the others, he noticed their clothes and guessed in his heart that they were probably from aristocratic families.
Only that group of people are so fastidious.
The mayor has a warehouse dedicated to storing all kinds of medicinal materials and finished medicines. The housekeeper should be very capable, but he may not understand pharmacology, so although the things in it are stacked on the shelves, there are almost no corresponding preservation measures. The medicinal materials that are not suitable for exposure to light are piled on the shelf in this way, and when they are ventilated, the bright sunlight shines in, and it just shines on it.
The housekeeper was also very proud, and introduced with Man Bao: "We know that medicinal materials need to be dried from time to time, so as long as the sun is good, we will open the window to dry medicinal materials, and sometimes we will take them outside to dry when the weather is good."
Man Bao picked up a piece of rhizome casually and sighed: "No wonder their medicinal properties are gone."
The mayor turned to look at the butler.
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