When Zhuo Minghe heard this, he was overjoyed.

At this time, Zhou Ke, who had entered Zhuangzi, also came out and brought something. Lin Xi thought that it should be used for disinfection and cleansing, but she was quite surprised. Zhou Ke also brought a cloth strip to cover his face, and used thin strips on both sides.

Thin sounds can be fixed.

Zhuo Minghe led Lin Xi over, "Lin Xi, please put on this coat first. This and this are boiled with hot water and mugwort. The previous doctor also said that it can prevent infection."

Cooking it in boiling hot water before using it was the tip he got last time when he was recuperating at Lin Xi's house.

Lin Xi quickly put it on and changed it, washed her hands and face with hot water, and then put on the mask.

At the same time, Zhuo Minghe also finished it, asked Zhou Ke to clean up, and then took Lin Xi in.

It was very quiet in Zhuangzi. There were really not many people there. Outside the courtyard of the elder Zhuo Minghe, the surroundings were even more silent.

The door of the courtyard is locked. Zhuo Minghe explained: "In order to prevent the few servants here from being infected, I did not let them in. The food was delivered by opening the small door under the door and pushing it in. Bowls and chopsticks

I went in and never took it out again."

Lin Xi asked: "What kind of medicine have you, the elder, been drinking these days?"

Zhuo Minghe was already prepared and immediately took it out of his sleeve and handed it to Lin Xi.

Lin Xi glanced briefly and asked, "How are you now?"

Zhuo Minghe said worriedly: "During the day, I talked to Uncle Zhou across the courtyard wall. He said that my uncle was feeling better at first, but in the past few days, he has been bleeding from the nose and his condition has become more and more serious."

After saying this, he remembered something and took out another prescription from his pocket.

"By the way, this was the medicine my uncle took later. But after taking the medicine once, my uncle's condition worsened and he gave it up."

Lin Xi took it and looked at it, his brows suddenly furrowed.

The previous prescription says one tael each of Scrophulariaceae and Ophiopogon japonicus, three qian of trichosanthes, one qian each of licorice and Shenqu, two qian of Schizonepeta and Platycodon, decoct them in water and take them.

This recipe is possible.

But the doctor Zhuo Minghe found did not consider that if the patient had nose bleeding, he would have to pay a rhino horn. So not long after Zhuo Minghe, the elder, got better, the condition became serious again, and he treated the symptoms but not the root cause.

The latter prescription and the previous one were obviously not written by the same person. They should have taken into consideration the patient's nose bleeding. However, the flavoring medicine added was Cimicifuga. Cimicifuga should never be used on patients infected with the plague, so Scutellaria baicalensis should be used.

One or two coins can be substituted, which is better than cohosh.

Lin Xi folded the prescription and gave it to Zhuo Minghe, saying: "This prescription, add rhinoceros horn for a penny, and ask your Zhou Kezhi to go to the county to get the medicine and boil it back. I have to go in and diagnose the patient's condition in person."

Zhuo Minghe hesitated for a moment and said: "Lin Xi, my uncle is infected with the plague. If it gets serious, people will die. Are you really... not afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid." Lin Xi said.

"and you……"

Zhuo Minghe looked at Lin Xi and then at the courtyard gate.

Lin Xi glanced at him inexplicably, and then realized that Zhuo Minghe was probably thinking wrongly.

She said with shame: "I'm not stupid, why should I enter the room to face-to-face diagnosis and treatment with your uncle?"

Zhuo Minghe: "Then you are..."

Lin Xi said: "Xuansi pulse diagnosis, have you ever heard of it?"

Zhuo Minghe was stunned and nodded hurriedly.

"I just went into the yard and checked for pulse from across the room. But even in the yard, I can't slack off. So, Zhuo Minghe, you order your servants here to boil water with mugwort, atractylodes and cloves.

Water is sprinkled all over the yard. Since there are people inside, you don’t have to come in."

Lin Xi simply opened the door and went in.

Zhuo Minghe asked her to stop her hand in mid-air, her eyes moved for a moment, then turned and left to find the people.

Lin Xi found that the yard was quite big, but it seemed a bit deserted because no servants had taken care of it for many days.

She went in along the path, and finally stopped at the foot of the long steps. She looked at the closed door and shouted: "Uncle Zhou, are you in there?"

After waiting for a while, Lin Xi heard a mellow and hoarse male voice.

"Yes, are you Miss Lin that the young master mentioned?"

"I am. You don't need to come out. Just tell me about your master's condition. What does he look like now? Is he still bleeding from his nose? What are the characteristics of his face? Is he still unconscious? Wait, I can give you as much detail as you want.

How detailed.”

As Lin Xi spoke, he took off the silver bracelet on his wrist and opened the jade stone on it, revealing a small hole underneath, with a small piece of snow-white silk thread exposed.

Du Bubu made this for Lin Xi so that she could carry it with her everywhere.

Lin Xi grabbed the thread and pulled it out, walked up the steps, tied the thread to the door, and then stepped back.

The person inside also described the patient's condition accurately and briefly, and it was indeed very detailed, including how many times he had vomited and how his face looked.

Lin Xi listened carefully, wrote the prescription in his mind, and finally said: "There is a silk thread on the door. You pull it in and tie it to your master's wrist."

Uncle Zhou responded, and then the door opened, his thin hand stretched out, and he quickly untied the silk thread and pulled it in.

Lin Xi waited for a while before hearing Uncle Zhou say it was okay.

She put her fingers on the silk thread, frowned slightly after a moment, and was a little surprised, "Your master... is he born with a weak heart and has been taking tonics all year round?"

"Yes." Uncle Zhou replied.

"Did you take any life-saving medicine when you got sick this time?"

"yes."

"A good doctor treated him before me. Judging from the situation, it should be...in Jinling? Is that right?"

"yes."

"No wonder it can last until this point." Lin Xi murmured, a glimmer of hope rising in her heart.

There are good doctors in Jinling, so maybe the situation is not as serious as she thought.

Lin Xi loosened the thread and said, "I kept this thread, there is no need to return it to me. Your master can cure it, but it will take a long time."

This time Uncle Zhou's voice was a little more rippled, and Lin Xi could hear his joy.

"Miss Xie Lin."

"What about you?" Lin Xi asked, "You came into close contact with someone who was infected. How are you doing now?"

Then Uncle Zhou had no voice.

Lin Xi asked a few more times, but still didn't hear a response, and couldn't help but wonder.

Fortunately, Zhuo Minghe came back at this time and called Lin Xi outside.

Mugwort, atractylodes, and cloves are all prepared in Zhuangzi, so it is not troublesome to prepare them.

Lin Xi had no choice but to go out first and saw Zhuo Minghe leading four well-dressed servants outside.

Seeing her come out, Zhuo Minghe motioned for people to go in and spray water for disinfection, and then he couldn't wait to ask Lin Xi: "How is it?"

Lin Xi nodded: "It can be cured."

"Very good!"

Zhuo Minghe couldn't hide his joy.

"However, I am not completely sure." Lin Xi said, "I will stay in Zhuangzi for two days and conduct other diagnosis and treatment based on your uncle's condition after taking the medicine."

Zhuo Minghe was so happy that he didn't know what to do, "Thank you so much, Lin Xi! I am really the savior of my family. In the future, I, Xiao... no, my Zhuo family will definitely repay you!"
Chapter completed!