When Yue Lingxi came out of the bathroom to join Yang Bei, she saw a group of people gathered not far away and asked curiously.
Yang Bei replied casually: "A big boss has fainted and is in need of first aid."
Yue Lingxi didn't take it too seriously. She had already arrived in Suhang, and her top priority was to find the main medicine that could cure her illness.
In fact, there was nothing else she could do except rely on Yang Bei and follow him.
Suzhou and Hangzhou have been prosperous since ancient times. After leaving the airport, you can feel the difference between this place and Jiangzhou. Various high-rise buildings rise from the ground, just like trees vying for the top to grab the first ray of sunshine.
When they came down the steps of the airport square, there were young people chatting with them with smiling faces holding the products they wanted to sell.
Along the way, I met seven or eight such young people.
This is a city with a much higher sense of competition than Jiangbei.
After Yang Bei declined the "big plans" of these young people one by one, he went to the roadside and took a taxi.
"Master, go to Bailongju."
As soon as he got in the car, Yang Bei reported the location.
The taxi driver was a man in his forties. Hearing Yang Bei's words, he became interested: "Hey, young man, seeing that you are young and a foreigner, you actually know about Bailongju?"
"Is it strange?"
Yang Bei sat in the passenger seat, while Yue Lingxi sat in the back seat.
Hearing what the master said, both of them were a little curious.
The driver smiled and said: "Bailongju was the old name, and it was still called that when I was a kid. Later it was changed to a public name, so Bailongju was called Ruijin Hospital."
As he said this, the driver gave himself a thumbs-up gesture proudly: "Fortunately you are looking for me, otherwise a younger driver wouldn't know where you are talking about."
Yang Bei was a little surprised when he heard this, and felt very lucky.
To treat the incompatibility of the five qi, a main medicine is needed, and in the old man's explanation of the strange disease, it was pointed out that this main medicine can be purchased at a medicine hall called Bailongju.
It's just that this annotation has been around for a long time. Who knows if this Bailongju is still there?
Fortunately, as soon as they took a taxi, they met a familiar local.
The car drove for a long time, and when it was almost two o'clock, they passed through a long old alley and stopped.
In front of you is an antique courtyard.
The overall courtyard has the layout of a Chinese garden, but the inside has been changed from a garden-style building to an old-fashioned apartment building design, which looks a bit nondescript.
However, the decoration is quite luxurious, and there are several luxury cars parked inside, which is very eye-catching.
After getting off the car, Yang Bei and Yue Lingxi entered the yard.
The inside of the courtyard is no different from a medical hospital, with a dedicated outpatient building and inpatient department.
There were only a few people in front of the door.
When the two entered the outpatient clinic, a nurse in a white coat finally came to receive them and asked them what they wanted to do, whether it was for consultation or medicine.
Yang Bei was also very direct and said: "We want to buy Jade Dew Cream."
"Jade dew frost."
The nurse who attended the reception smiled: "Then please move to the pharmacy to the north..."
Before she finished speaking, Yang Bei interrupted: "What we want to buy is Ghost Face Jade Dew Cream."
The nurse was stunned, and the smile on her face faded: "Then please move to the backyard and wait for a while. This way please."
As the other party said this, he took Yang Bei out of the building and went around to the inner courtyard at the back.
The environment inside is quite good, with rockery and ponds, birds singing and flowers fragrant. There is a ginkgo planted in the middle of the courtyard, and many people are gathered together under the tree, discussing something.
The receptionist asked them to wait for a moment, then walked to the ginkgo tree and found a doctor to make a report.
The doctor seemed very impatient, waved his hand and said something.
The nurse came over and said with some embarrassment: "You two, there is an important patient in the inner hospital now. Our old director is treating people and we can't spare our time for the time being..."
"It's okay, let's wait patiently."
Yang Bei said calmly: Today, he must get what he wants.
Seeing his persistence, the nurse had no choice but to ask him to sit in front of the bench at the entrance of the hospital.
Yue Lingxi was still confused until now. She checked Yulu Shuang on the Internet and asked with some confusion: "Doctor Yang, why haven't I heard of Ghost Face Yulu Shuang?"
She found out what Yulu Shuang was. It was a snack from the Jiangnan area.
It is said that during Emperor Qianlong's second trip to the south of the Yangtze River, he was dissatisfied with the climate and could not eat anything.
But after eating Jade Dew Frost, my appetite was greatly affected, so Jade Dew Frost became a tribute to the Qing court and a royal treasure of health.
But that is ordinary jade dew frost, some people call it smallpox jade dew frost.
But I have never heard of Ghost Faced Jade Dew Cream.
Yang Bei explained: "Yulushuang is actually an old medicine recipe. It is fried with Atractylodes macrocephala, tangerine peel, mung beans, etc. But this Yulushuang is different. There is a special medicinal material in it. You will know it when you see it."
There is no point in explaining more.
Because he couldn't determine its ingredients before seeing the Ghost Faced Jade Dew Frost in person.
While the two of them were waiting, a hoarse sigh sounded from under the ginkgo tree: "Oh, it's a pity that I, the old man, can't do anything about this disease."
For a moment, there was silence in the courtyard.
The group of people who had been having a heated discussion under the ginkgo tree just now were all silent at this time.
There was only one old man who lamented for a long time: "Is it true that God wants to cut off the incense of our family?"
A woman with a big belly said in an even sadder voice: "Old miracle doctor, is there really nothing we can do?"
Dean Deng Renxin, who had white eyebrows and white hair and was over seventy years old, sighed: "Oh, it's because I'm not good at studying. I've seen your lady's disease several times during my years of medical practice, but it's all caused by yin deficiency and loss of energy.
Make amends and come back.”
"It's hers, and I can't do anything about it."
"I have tried several treatments and prescriptions, but they have no effect. The baby in my belly will definitely not be saved."
The old dean said in a tired voice: "Guys, please find someone else who is wise."
After he finished speaking, the whole family showed despair in their eyes.
The woman with a big belly almost blacked out and fainted.
The man next to her hurriedly supported her and shouted hurriedly: "Xiaohui, Xiaohui, don't scare me!"
A pregnant woman named Xiaohui sobbed and said: "Eight years, eight years ago, we have had three children, and they were either stillborn or miscarried... Husband, what sin have I done?"
The man's expression was also extremely ugly, but at this time he could only comfort his wife: "It's okay, let's go back first and take good care of ourselves."
"Can--"
The pregnant woman covered her face and cried loudly.
She was nine months pregnant when she was suddenly told that the baby could not be saved.
Can you bear it?
Dean Deng looked on from the side, also full of helplessness.
Deng Renxin is a well-known old Chinese medicine practitioner, and this family came here to see him because of his fame.
This pregnant woman named Xiaohui had a weak constitution. She had had several pregnancies over the years, but she was unable to keep any of them. Each time the fetus was stillborn, the damage to her body was extremely great.
When the man hugged his wife and was in great pain, the man's father suddenly asked: "Mr. Deng, after this miscarriage, Xiaohui, does she still have a chance to get pregnant?"
With this sentence, the question got to the point.
This is also a question that neither men nor Xiaohui dare to ask.
Deng Renxin looked at him deeply, sighed for a long time, and uttered one word: Difficult——