Several tubes were impossible. Teacher Mo put two tubes in the classroom in the name of teaching materials, but only took one tube for Man Bao.
He said: "Although the formula is mine, the potion cannot be abused, and if there are too many, the main system will warn when it finds out."
As far as Mr. Mo knows, Zhou Man is the only one among so many system hosts through teaching classroom materials and exchanging materials. This is considered to be outside the supervision of the alliance. This was discovered by more people.
What if it is blocked
As for being discovered by more people, because when they exchanged meteorites through classroom materials, many people knew about it, what they should know, and what they shouldn't know.
Even this permission was extended by the alliance and the main system.
But now that the meteorites have been cleaned up, and even the research has achieved some results, no one thinks of locking up this authority.
They couldn't remember, Teacher Mo naturally pretended to be deaf and dumb as he didn't know anything.
Originally, considering the technological level of Zhou Man's world, this kind of potion could not be listed as a teaching material. If the host had to learn it, he could only see it through projection, and could not touch the real thing.
If she wants to buy it, she can only go through the encyclopedia and the mall. In addition to the value of the product, she has to pay a lot of technology taxes.
Man Bao was persuaded by Teacher Mo, and for a long time, she compared the two tubes of teaching materials left and right for a long time, but she couldn't tell which tube was more, so she asked Teacher Mo: "Which tube has more medicine? "
Teacher Mo: "...they are all poured in according to the standard. Don't worry, there will be no shortage." Naturally, there will be no more.
Man Bao could only helplessly reach out and take a tube.
Man Bao leaned against the head of the bed and opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand under her sleeve to have a look. She held a tube of green medicine in her palm.
Man Bao turned to look at Mr. Zheng who was frowning.
He shouldn't be feeling well, so even if he was unconscious, his brows were tightly frowned.
Pitiful…
Man Bao thought, the proud son of heaven was beaten up like this, and he probably disappeared without even waking up.
Man Bao got up, touched his forehead, and wandered around the room. A doctor, two palace maids and two servants in the room looked at her together.
Man Bao turned around twice, squeezed the potion in his hand, turned around and said to the doctor's assistant: "Go and make another bowl of Qingjie soup."
The doctor answered, turned around and left.
The maids and servants also got busy, preparing to give him medicine.
A bowl full of decoction was brought up, but it felt bitter even after smelling it.
Man Bao poured out half of the bowl, and handed half of the bowl to the maid and the servant, "Drink it down."
She personally watched them inject the medicine, she thought, if there is no relief after half an hour and the high temperature continues, then she will give him half a tube of medicine with the remaining half bowl of medicine.
Teacher Mo affirmed her thoughts, and said, "That's right, Qingjie Decoction must have an effect, it depends on whether the speed of its effect is faster than the speed of poisoning."
In ancient Chinese medicine, diseases such as Mr. Zheng’s were attributed to febrile diseases, which belonged to heat poisoning. Heat poison spreads together like a warm fire, or it may be like a raging fire starting a prairie fire. The severity depends on whether the medicine you take is detoxified quickly, or it spreads quickly. Soon.
"Qingjie Decoction is suitable for the symptoms, you can pour it with medicine..." It may not be friendly to the liver and kidney, but it doesn't matter, just pay more attention to recuperation later.
At this time, Man Bao and the others seldom considered the sequelae of the treatment, because his life was almost lost.
For the next half hour, Man Bao stared at Mr. Zheng without blinking, and touched his forehead twice within a quarter of an hour.
If Mr. Bai was not more handsome than Mr. Zheng, and he knew the relationship between Mr. Zhou and Mr. Bai, the medical assistant would have wondered if Mr. Zhou had a crush on Mr. Zheng.
He spurned himself in his heart, and felt that Mr. Zhou deserved to be able to achieve such an achievement at such a young age. Looking at this pair of medical cases and their obsession with patients, he really couldn't match it.
Thinking of this, he also tried his best to look at Mr. Zheng with wide eyes, trying to see something from him.
He couldn't tell anything except Mr. Zheng's face was getting redder and redder.
It's getting redder... The doctor's assistant's eyes widened, and he immediately jumped up, pointing at Mr. Zheng and wanting to yell, but Man Bao had already glanced at him and said in a low voice, "What are you panicking, it's just burning, go get some ice cubes." Cool down."
After finishing speaking, she picked up the medicine on the table and turned around to go out, while instructing the servants and servants in the house, "Prepare to pour the medicine, I'll heat it up."
Everyone got busy, and the doctor went to fetch ice cubes to cool him down.
Man Bao poured the medicine back into the medicine jar to warm it up, looked left and right and asked Keke to help stare at it, and then carefully opened the medicine with her back to the door. Half of the tube was filled, and the remaining half was plugged into the tube and received in the space.
Man Bao poured the hot medicine into the bowl, and the faint green medicine at the bottom of the bowl immediately mixed with the khaki Qingjie soup.
Man Bao stirred it with a spoon, and after careful inspection, there was nothing abnormal, so he took it to the waiter and asked him to pour the medicine.
The medical assistant was very worried. The main thing was that half a bowl of medicine was given half an hour ago, and it was useless. If it was given at this time, it might not be effective, so he asked Man Bao, "Do you want to call Yuanzheng and Imperial Physician Liu?"
Man Bao opened the needle bag and said, "Wait a minute, I'll give him the needle to make the medicine work faster."
Only then did the assistant restrain himself, put down the ice pack, stepped forward and gently unbuttoned his shirt to give Zhou Man the needle.
After a set of needles was done, both Man Bao and the medical assistant found that he was sweating, so they immediately covered him with a quilt, and then wiped him with a cloth towel.
This kind of work is naturally a doctor's assistant.
He felt his temperature while wiping, and said in surprise: "Doctor Zhou, the temperature has really dropped."
He pondered, "Perhaps we should add acupuncture and moxibustion to speed up the effect of the medicine when we give the medicine for the first time."
Man Bao also pondered, this method actually worked during the day, but the effect was not too great, so it was the reason for the recovery potion.
Man Bao sighed in his heart. It seems that severe head injuries are very difficult to treat. If he encounters such a patient in the future, unless the condition is milder, it may be difficult to save his life only by decoction and acupuncture.
The doctor's assistant felt that his temperature was getting lower and lower, and slowly returned to normal. At this time, it was only about two quarters of an hour before the medicine was given. He looked at Zhou Man, and saw that she was also frowning in thought, so he didn't dare to disturb her.
Man Bao felt Mr. Zheng's pulse, and after confirming that he was getting better, he returned to the table, picked up the boiled water in the teacup and poured some into the inkstone, and picked up the ink stick to grind the ink.
This time it was because of the help of "external forces", if not... I still have to try my best to treat it.
Man Bao thought about it carefully. In fact, they did something wrong in this case. If they vacated the room at the beginning, kept the house dry and tidy, and then sprayed wormwood and atractylodes realgar water, even in spring, it might have slowed down the temperature. With the effect of poison, how do you know that they can't snatch people back from the hands of Hades
Man Bao put down the ink stick, took out a pen, and reviewed the treatment for the past few days, writing down the shortcomings of their treatment this time, so as to warn future generations.