Lying on the boy's back and watching the little wolf cub sleeping soundly, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved. Ever since he was a child, he had never encountered such a situation where he could not control his body.
It's not that Qin Feng has no strength, he can feel that although there is no trace of true energy in his body, every cell seems to be full of power, but he can't use it.
"We can only wait until we settle down first, and then we can think of a solution!" Qin Feng started to use the technique, but he suffered from the lack of true energy guidance and gave up helplessly after trying for a while.
My grandfather and grandson were all probably used to walking at night. They walked very fast. They climbed over two mountain ridges in more than an hour. When they were halfway up the mountain, they could already see the lights at the bottom of the mountain.
"Huh? How...why is it this kind of building?"
Originally, Qin Feng thought that at the foot of the mountain, he could live in a thatched hut at most, but when he came closer, he was shocked.
The village is not very big. It is built on the terraces at the foot of the mountain. There are more than 20 wooden houses in total.
These wooden houses are a bit like southern buildings. They drive some wooden piles underground and build the house on the wooden piles to prevent moisture.
What surprised Qin Feng was that these wooden houses were simple in shape and exquisitely made.
Moreover, the houses are all connected with wooden mortise and tenon at the joints. This kind of mortise and tenon connection requires very high craftsmanship of carpenters. At least in the city where Qin Feng lives, it is rare to see craftsmen with this kind of craftsmanship.
Already.
Qin Feng once worked in the Palace Museum for a period of time. He could see that these houses had an obvious Song and Ming style, and there were some exquisite carvings on the roofs outside the houses.
"We have lived in houses like this for generations..."
After hearing what Qin Feng said, the old man who walked to the front looked back at him and said: "There is a severe shortage of iron here, so we can only build wooden houses!"
"What on earth is this place?"
Qin Feng couldn't help but ask again. Coming here from the bottom of the sea, he felt as if he had traveled through a time tunnel, as if he had returned to ancient times.
"Cough...cough. Let's talk about it when we get home!" The old man shook his head. At this time, several of them had already entered the village.
"Uncle Zhang, are you going up the mountain again?"
When passing a wooden house, someone said hello to the old man, "Is the big boy being naughty again and being trapped by wild beasts on the mountain?"
"Ahem, it's okay. This kid went up the mountain to collect medicine for me." The old man waved his hand and said.
"Uncle Zhang. I have a few herbs here. I'll send them to your house to see if they can be used." The people in the village were very kind. Although they saw Qin Feng on the big baby's back, they didn't ask any more questions.
"No need, I'm afraid I won't be able to recover from my illness." The old man smiled bitterly. He was already seriously injured. He forced himself up the mountain again. At this time, he felt that the lamp was running out and the fuel was about to run out.
"The Qian family is really overbearing. Alas..." The man sighed, but seemed to dare not say anything more. He turned around and went into the house, took out a few herbs, and stuffed them into the old man's hands.
Living at the foot of the mountains, every household had no shortage of medicinal herbs, and the old man did not refuse. After thanking him, he asked the eldest son to leave a wolf leg, which was considered a courtesy.
"This is our home."
The old man entered the house, took out a piece of flint from his pocket, struck it against it a few times, lit an oil lamp on the table, and then sat down against the table.
"Kerosene lamp?"
Smelling the smell of kerosene, Qin Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He used this thing a lot when he was a child, but after the 1990s, rural areas became more connected, and very few people used kerosene lamps anymore.
"Brother Da Wa, let me down..." Lying on Da Wa, Qin Feng was not very happy and said: "Just put me on the chair, thank you for your hard work..."
"My name is Zhang Hu, don't call me Dawa." The boy said angrily. Dawa is called Dawa by his relatives and people close to him in the village. Qin Feng has no relationship with him yet.
"Okay, Huzi, thank you!" Qin Feng smiled bitterly when he heard this. He seems to be a useless person now, and he doesn't know when he will recover.
"Da Wa, you go take a shower and take Er Niu to bed early..."
The old man reached out and took off the medicine basket from the girl's back, and said to Qin Feng: "Young man, I need to boil some medicine first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on..."
"Grandpa, are you okay?" The girl looked worriedly at her grandfather's sallow face, tears welling up in her eyes.
"What can happen to Grandpa? Just take the medicine you gathered and you'll be fine." The old man's words were obviously insincere, but the girl didn't hear it.
"That's good, eh? Xiao Hei woke up. Grandpa, let me give him a bath. He's so smelly."
The little wolf cub on Qin Feng's shoulder also woke up now, with a pair of bright black eyes open, sniffing Qin Feng's body, looking very cute.
"Woooo..."
The little wolf cub was very unhappy when the girl pinched his neck and picked him up. He made a whining sound and grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder with his little claws.
"You're a heartless little thing, but I saved you."
The girl mumbled and carried the little wolf cub out. In the past, when the wolf cub was born, the mother wolf would use her tongue to lick the secretions off the little wolf cub, but this little guy who was born by caesarean section couldn't enjoy that.
Such treatment.
"Oh, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of them anymore." Seeing his grandchildren leaving the room, the old man sighed, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
"Old man, your injury is not a problem."
With the help of the light, Qin Feng saw the old man's face clearly and said: "Your spleen and lungs have been damaged a bit, but it's not serious enough. Use herbal medicine to treat it and you'll be able to recover in ten and a half months."
, if you want to recover, I'm afraid it will take three to five months..."
"Young man, do you know medical skills?"
The old man shook his head, glanced at his grandson and granddaughter in the outer room, and lowered his voice and said: "The doctor in the town came to see me and said that my injury is difficult to treat and that I will live for less than a month..."
The old man was very open-minded. When he talked about his injuries, he had a calm look on his face. It seemed that he had been mentally prepared for it.
"What doctor said that? It's just nonsense, a quack!" Qin Feng was a little angry when he heard this. It was true that the old man's injury was not serious, but it was not life-threatening. Couldn't the doctor even see this?
"But you can't say that. Lao An has great medical skills and has a relationship with my ancestors, so he won't turn to death without saving him."
The old man was a little dissatisfied with Qin Feng's words. The doctor had been an old friend with him for decades. He was very famous in the area for dozens of miles. He had cured many people and was always known as a miracle doctor.
"Old man, let me give you a prescription. How about you try it?"
Seeing the old man's unbelieving look, Qin Feng said, "I smell the smell of Scutellaria barbata and Panax notoginseng in your medicine basket, right?"
"Yes, it's hard for me. This medicine is quite old." The old man poured out all the medicine in the medicine basket on the ground. As expected, there were two pieces of Panax notoginseng and a half-branched lotus.
"Young man, do you really know medical skills?"
Seeing Qin Feng smelling two medicinal materials with his nose, the old man was immediately surprised and couldn't help but feel a little more hopeful. His grandchildren were still young, and the old man wanted to take care of them for a few more years.
"Of course, old man, you have regained your strength today, go and make some medicine now, and drink a bowl first in the evening."
Qin Feng said: "Old man, do you have ginger and green onions at home? Let me tell you a recipe..."
The old man saw that Qin Feng didn't seem to be talking nonsense, so he quickly said: "Old ginger and green onions? Yes, both..."
"Well, you take two ounces of old ginger and one green onion and mash it to get the juice, then add half a bowl of water, put the juice of Panax notoginseng, Scutellaria barbata, old ginger and green onion into the pot and boil it, take it out after half an hour
Drink it while it’s hot…”
It can be said that with the development of human beings, there has been medicine. In the Yin and Shang Dynasties, there were classifications of disease medicine, ulcer medicine, food medicine, and veterinary medicine. However, with the progress of the times, medical skills are constantly improving.
The folk prescription Qin Feng mentioned was a prescription that had been used to treat internal injuries for a long time. It had a special and miraculous effect and was effective much faster than Western medicine.
"Is this enough?" After hearing Qin Feng's simple prescription, the old man asked doubtfully.
"That's it, old man, you can try it first, it won't be poison anyway."
Qin Feng laughed when he heard this and said: "You can use one of the barbata stems. I would like to ask the old man to add a bowl of water to the other one and help me boil it out. Is that okay?"
Qin Feng is well versed in pharmacology. He knows that Scutellaria barbata has the effects of cooling blood and detoxifying, dissipating blood stasis and relieving pain, reducing swelling, clearing away heat and dampness, and can stimulate menstruation and activate meridians. Qin Feng wants to try whether Scutellaria barbata can cure him now.
body of.
"Okay, I'll get through it together!"
The old man nodded. Anyway, he was already dead in the eyes of the doctor. Now he was treated as a dead horse and a living horse. Anyway, he was dead.
"There is Scutellaria barbata here. Is this Yunnan-Guizhou or Nepal and Laos?" After the old man left the room with the herbs, Qin Feng's brain started spinning rapidly.
The medicinal herb Barbata barba requires a special growth environment. It is only found in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan. However, in countries such as India, Myanmar, Nepal, Thailand and Laos, there are plants like Barbata barbata.
However, according to Qin Feng's guess, this place should be in China, because the old man's accent is a bit biased towards Lu Province and Central Plains dialect, with a little Yunnan-Guizhou slang mixed in occasionally.
Yunnan-Guizhou Sichuan is mountainous, and there are many ethnic minorities living in the deep mountains. Some places are far away from the city and still maintain their previous style, which is quite suitable for the place where we are now.
"Sanjie Mountain? Which province is it?"
Qin Feng remembered the place name mentioned by the old man again in his mind. He knew a lot about the famous rivers and mountains in China, but he had never heard of this name.
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