PFC Chapter 1073 Unparalleled Prescription
Chapter 1073 Unparalleled Prescription
No, no, he needs to think about it carefully.
Who knows, he might have invented a miraculous cure for malaria!
Lu Qingqing's lips twitched as she listened to Old Man Zhuang's rambling.
This old man is always so narcissistic, no matter what.
Knowing that the situation was improving, she relaxed.
As long as it can be controlled!
However, the improvement in this condition is most likely due to the effect of the ambient water.
Knowing that space-based water can cure diseases gave her confidence.
Thinking of the displaced people outside who had been dragged until they fainted, she had an idea.
He quickly followed Old Man Zhuang back and looked through the medicinal herbs that Old Man Zhuang had left behind.
There are actually quite a few medicinal herbs left, but the prescriptions that can be made are limited.
Either this ingredient is missing, or that ingredient is lacking.
Seeing her rummaging through things, Old Man Zhuang said half-jokingly:
"Qing girl, what are you doing rummaging through these medicinal herbs?"
Are there no sick people in our camp?
Don't tell me you want to take some medicine to cool down even when you're bored.
As he spoke, he looked at Lu Qingqing with a grin, only to see her expression turn serious.
Old Zhuang paused for a moment, a thought flashing through his mind, and then hesitantly spoke.
"Qing girl, you wouldn't be thinking of saving those refugees outside, would you!"
Lu Qingqing nodded.
"We don't know when the flood will recede, and we're all trapped on this mountain!"
Countless people outside are sick!
If we let the diseases outside develop unchecked, who knows how they will evolve!
I'm afraid that the viruses that evolve later on won't be able to be cured by our current treatments!
When Old Man Zhuang heard what she said, the ease on his face was replaced by solemnity.
What Qingqing said is true.
He had seen it in his master's ancient books before, and more than once.
Even plagues that originate in the same region and at the same time can change differently depending on the environment.
In fact, some diseases can change rapidly in a short period of time.
The changes are so significant that new prescriptions often need to be developed.
Their safety now does not mean they will remain safe in the days to come.
Thinking of this, he hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“Qing girl, it’s not that I don’t want to save those refugees outside.”
However, we currently have a limited supply of medicinal herbs.
Although these riots on the mountain resulted in the loss of a considerable number of lives.
But roughly estimating, there must be several thousand people!
Even if we wanted to save them, we didn't have that many medicinal herbs!
Lu Qingqing looked at one of the medicinal herbs in the box.
"Changshan is a common medicine for treating malaria, and I still have a whole box of it."
I was thinking, let's just try boiling water with this Changshan tea.
If it can be done, that would be best.
If it's truly beyond cure, then we've done our best!
Old Zhuang agreed, "Alright, let's give it a try!"
As the two were talking, Bai Song and Qian Chengzhi walked over.
After hearing the end of the sentence, he asked a question.
After learning of Lu Qingqing's idea, Qian Chengzhi agreed without much hesitation.
He is willing to save as many people as possible without harming his own interests.
But Bai Song hesitated.
"Qingqing, there are countless people outside."
Even if you save them, they might not appreciate your kindness!
Besides, when we go to rescue people, we will inevitably have to come into contact with them.
What if I get infected?
Old Zhuang was also somewhat worried when he heard this.
"What Boss Bai said makes sense."
"Saving lives is commendable, but our own safety is even more important!"
Lu Qingqing nodded.
"That's natural. Even when saving others, you have to protect yourself first."
I just came up with an idea, listen to it.
If there are any problems, we'll fix them.
Bai Song, Qian Chengzhi, and a few others gathered around and discussed the matter for a while.
The plan was finalized in no time.
Lu Qingqing used a small pot to boil a pot of light-colored medicinal soup with water from her spatial dimension and a small amount of Changshan.
When the dish was brought to the stone wall, Bai Song had already ordered someone to call over a refugee who was not far from the stone wall.
This man was from the family that had previously cooperated with them in their act, and his name was Cui Shitou.
Many people on the mountain contracted the disease in the early hours of the morning, and some members of his family also contracted it.
At this moment, Cui Shitou accepted the medicine and left with profuse thanks.
About fifteen minutes later, he ran over happily again.
"My benefactor, I'm much better now, my father is much better!"
I've stopped having diarrhea!
He can sit up and drink some water now, and he looks much better!
"Good, good, as long as it works!"
Even Old Man Zhuang didn't expect that simply boiling water with Changshan would actually work.
At this moment, his mind was filled with doubts.
"Is it possible that this illness is just ordinary diarrhea?"
How could boiling water with such a small amount of Changshan (a type of medicinal herb) cure it?
Common sense told him that if it were just a common illness, it would be impossible for so many people on the mountain to be infected at the same time.
But the facts are right in front of us.
Just a little bit of water boiled with Changshan (a type of medicinal herb) is enough to make it work!
He even began to have doubts.
Even if he had only cooked some Changshan for Shuanzi before, it probably would have had the same effect.
However, it would be wonderful if this disease could be cured so easily.