An old man in the cell was breathing rapidly. Just by hearing this sound, Ji Ruyan knew that the trachea of this Duke of Zhou was not very good.
If it's tracheitis, the air doesn't circulate very well in this cell, so it's really easy to get the disease.
"You go in and treat Zhou Guogong."
Song Guangxi gave orders to Ji Ruyan.
"Yes."
Ji Ruyan nodded, did not refute Song Guangxi, and walked into the bed in the heavy prison.
Although the bed is simple, it is still a bed.
At least there was no bed in the heavenly prison where Ji Ruyan stayed just now. However, the Duke of Zhou was imprisoned here and received such treatment. It cannot but be said that this man must have a very important position in You Kingdom.
I stepped forward to take my pulse, and the final result was almost the same as my own.
This Duke of Zhou is indeed suffering from bronchitis.
Ji Ruyan stood up, walked outside the prison, and said to Song Guangxi, "This Duke of Zhou is suffering from bronchitis. His symptoms now include fever, chills, body pain, cough, phlegm, wheezing and other symptoms. Treatment
We should identify the evil, positive and deficiency, dispel wind and relieve external symptoms, dispel the lungs and dispel cold, and prescribe the right medicine."
"Then what can you do?"
Song Guangxi asked.
"If you want quick results, use musk tiger bone ointment. For exogenous coughs, apply it to Dazhui, Feishu, Dingchuan, and Fengmen points; for chronic bronchitis, apply it to Dingchuan, Fengmen, Feishu, and blind points. Change the dressing every two days.
Once, three times of medication can be effective."
Ji Ru Yan Wei Dao Lai.
Song Guangxi saw that what Ji Ruyan said was reasonable, and she had never heard of the musk and tiger bone ointment, so her performance was indeed remarkable.
"Then can you make this musk and tiger bone paste?"
"Of course there is no problem with this."
"Does Duke Zhou still need to take medicine?"
"Of course."
"Then just write a recipe!"
Song Guangxi motioned to her to write the recipe aside.
Ji Ruyan understood clearly that it seemed that Mr. Song was really hard to trust.
However, in order to gain Master Song's trust, Ji Ruyan still did whatever he wanted.
Obediently, he walked to the desk nearby, picked up the brush, and wrote down word for word. After he finished writing, he handed it to Song Guangxi.
"Two imperial doctors, please come over and take a look at this prescription!"
Song Guangxi didn't look, but instead waved the two imperial doctors over.
The two imperial doctors had been standing in the corner since Song Guangxi came in, not even daring to take a breath.
"Yes, Master Song."
The two imperial doctors looked at Ji Ruyan's prescription and were startled when they saw that it was only a rare medicine.
30 grams each of Trichosanthes sibiricum, Sagewort and Houttuynia cordata, 10 grams each of Platycodon and burdock, 50 grams each of rock sugar and honey. Boil it in water for 2 times. After filtering, add sugar to the concentrated concoction and mix well with honey. Take two spoons each time.
, 3 times a day.
When Song Guangxi saw that the two imperial doctors had not spoken for a long time, he thought there was something wrong with the prescription. "What, did the two imperial doctors see that there was something wrong with it?"
"As far as Mr. Song is concerned, there is nothing wrong with this recipe..."
One of the imperial doctors responded hesitantly, and then, afraid of being too involved, said, "I'm really not familiar with the symptoms of tracheitis. Please forgive me, Mr. Song."
The implication is that this prescription will not kill anyone, but whether it can cure it is another question.
Song Guangxi didn't really want the two imperial doctors to see if there were any problems with the prescription. As long as the prescription wouldn't kill people, he took the prescription and said to the chamberlain on the side, "Eunuch Zhou, take this prescription and go
Imperial Pharmacy, hurry up and prepare the decoction. After the decoction is ready, send it to Duke Zhou to take."
