Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 662 Getting better

Back at the Zhu family, the housekeeper shook his head at Zhu Zhenghong from a distance.

Zhu Zhenghong was slightly surprised. For the first time, he looked at this insignificant "maid". He was very clear about his housekeeper's abilities.

He had no way of getting the real prescription out of the maid. It seemed that he had underestimated her before.

Since the maidservants were so capable, the young master naturally could not look down on her, so Zhu Zhenghong became more cautious towards Yuan Qing in his heart.

Yuan Qing glanced at the three packets of medicine on the table and said to Zhu Zhenghong, "The medicine has been retrieved. Do you need my maid to teach you how to decoct it?"

Mrs. Zhu asked, "Is there anything special that I need to pay attention to with this medicine?"

“It’s nothing, but when we doctors decoct medicine, we’ll add each herb at slightly different times based on its properties and dosage, and we’ll also adjust the heat accordingly.

But these are minor things, and if they are not done well, the effect on the efficacy of the medicine will not be significant."

The housekeeper recalled Song Ying's cool grab just now, and was really worried that she was doing this to prevent them from getting the medicine formula.

If she was not really innocent, the master would definitely have problems if she boiled the medicine like this.

So, the housekeeper took the initiative to say: "Master, in this case, why not trouble this young lady again."

Master Zhu heard the concern hidden in his words and agreed.

Song Ying followed the maid out to decoct the medicine. After the maid had prepared the medicine pots and other utensils, she openly took out some medicinal materials from a bag of medicine.

When the maid saw this, she hurriedly asked, "Sister, how did you pick out these medicines?"

"To make an ointment."

"Ointment?" The maid was surprised. "Didn't your master say he needed ointment just now?"

This maidservant is Madam Zhu's confidant and has been in the room the entire time.

"It's written on the prescription." Song Ying retorted to the maid with just one sentence.

She taught the maid how to decoct the medicine and then began to process the herbs.

The maid watched but didn't understand anything. Later on, she had to watch the heat, and she became even more confused when she was distracted.

Because the effect would have to wait three days, Zhu Zhenghong let the two of them stay in his mansion. The ointment naturally could not be made in one day, so Song Ying naturally took a pile of medicinal materials to his room to process them.

Three days later, after taking three doses of medicine, Zhu Zhenghong was no longer constipated, and his coughing and hemoptysis were greatly reduced compared to before. The yellow sputum turned into clear and thin. However, he still felt dry mouth and throat, and pain in the chest and ribs.

The tongue is red, the coating is slightly yellow, and the pulse is weak and rapid. Song Ying diagnosed that this is due to insufficient lung yin and failure of the lung to clear and purify.

Secretly pondering the increase or decrease in Fangzi, Yuan Qing smiled at Zhu Zhenghong and said, "Master Zhu, the three-day deadline has expired. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

With most of his pain gone, Zhu Zhenghong felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He praised, "Doctor Sun is truly a miracle worker. The medicine worked, but my illness isn't completely healed yet. If it can't be cured, will it recur in the future?"

"I'll leave you new medicine."

"What if this medicine is finished?"

"Master," Yuan Qing slowly crumpled the prescription in his hand into a ball and threw it out the window. "A man without integrity cannot stand. I have fulfilled my promise. Now it's your turn."

Zhu Zhenghong looked at the paper ball outside the window, his face twisted for a moment, then quickly calmed down.

Zhu Zhenghong was a very famous person, and many officials and scholars had to be polite to him when they met him. It had been many years since they were threatened by such a small doctor.

No matter how angry he is, having come from all walks of life, he still knows when to stretch and when to shrink.

Besides, this is really just a small matter. Even if they want to transport firearms, it is not a big deal.

After some thought, he smiled and said, "Doctor Sun, you're too impatient. I never said I wouldn't keep my promise. Alas, I've been suffering from this illness for the better part of six months. I'm afraid, so I asked this question."

I wonder where your Medicine King Valley is located? If I get sick again someday, I can find you for treatment in time."

Yuan Qing was silent for a moment, "Chixialing in western Hunan."

"Chixialing." Zhu Zhenghong repeated in a low voice, and a thought flashed through his mind. Maybe what they said was true, and that damn Medicine King Valley did indeed invite such a statue of Guanyin.

The people of Xiangxi have always been mysterious about ghosts and gods, which is very different from the Central Plains. It is said that some people can command corpses to walk or sit.

In this case, it seems normal for them to be a little harsh on the statues.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face. "So you two are distinguished guests from Xiangxi. I remember that Chongshan Temple and Tianmenshan Temple in Xiangxi are both famous temples with great incense. Why did you have to travel thousands of miles to the capital to obtain the statues? The journey is long, and just transporting them is a huge hassle."

Yuan Qing made up a story, "My master specially invited an expert to tell our fortunes, and he said that only the Guanyin statue consecrated by the Da Ci'en Temple in the capital can suppress the feng shui evil in our area."

Feng Shui evil...

Although Zhu Zhenghong and others thought that Yuan Qing was making it up, when they heard this word, which was from Xiangxi, their eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. They felt that they needed to find time to go to the Buddhist temple to burn incense in the next few days to seek peace of mind.

"Master?" Zhu Zhenghong looked very interested. "We businessmen respect ghosts and gods the most. Could you tell me the name of this master? If I have the chance, I'll ask him for a divination."

Yuan Qing originally wanted to mention Qingfeng Temple casually, but then he remembered that Qingfeng Temple was now well-known and people from other places might have heard of it.

In this way, wouldn't it be exposed that they are actually from Jinchuan?

He frowned, "My master met this expert while he was traveling. He didn't say anything else, only that he was the headmaster of the Goddess Temple, and his name seemed to be Cha Mozi."

Zhu Zhenghong's expression cracked for a moment, feeling that Yuan Qing wasn't even trying to fool him. "Goddess Temple, Chamozi Temple," what kind of Taoist temple would be called that? Who would choose such a random name?

Song Ying pursed her lips and tried not to laugh out loud. She had used the Taoist name Cha Mozi to scare Lu Xu and his mother.

This Taoist name has been passed around by them back and forth. Will there really be a Taoist priest named Cha Mozi who is famous all over the world in the end?

She was laughing secretly when she saw Butler Zhu's expression harden. He stepped forward and said, "Master, I heard that there is indeed a very effective Taoist temple in the south, called Yuehuang Temple. There is a goddess enshrined in it. It is said to be very effective. There are endless pilgrims every day who pray for children, wealth, and a safe marriage.

Because the goddess is enshrined in it, some people also call it the Goddess Temple."

Song Ying: “…”

What the hell, there really is a goddess temple?

There actually is such a cool and interesting name for a temple!

Yuan Qing was also shocked. He had just made it up, but he didn't expect it to be true. For a moment, he wondered if it was God's will.

Zhu Zhenghong was even more shocked, and his expression became more serious.

He really believed in ghosts and gods, and whenever he saw a temple or Taoist temple, he would go in and pay his respects, regardless of whether it was efficacious or not.