shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 58 Chicken Feathers and Spirits

Jiang Zhimiao let go and looked at Wen Zhuqing aside and ordered: "You watch him first, I'll go find a bamboo pipe and a feather, and borrow a basin by the way."

After finishing his words, Jiang Zhimiao's eyes wandered on the street. Due to the panic just now, the stalls of the vendors had already been scattered by the crowd. The pots were easy to find and were everywhere.

Is this a bamboo pipe?Looking at the bamboo wonton stalls on the street, she suddenly had an idea. She stepped forward and pulled off a piece of bamboo. Then she picked up the knife left by the fruit vendor from the ground and slashed it. A bamboo tube appeared in her hand. .

As for the feather? There is a feather duster behind the wonton stall. Just pull it and the feather will be there. The bamboo tube, feather and basin are all there, and the most critical thing is left - wine.

Fortunately, there is a wine shop on the street, not far away. After placing these three things, Jiang Zhimiao rushed towards the wine shop, bought a jar of wine in a hurry, and hugged it. Came to the man's side.

When Wen Zhuqing saw her coming back, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss Jiang, this man just vomited a large mouthful of blood and is now unconscious."

Jiang Zhimiao understood, frowned and ordered: "You lift him up first, and I will treat him right away."

Hearing this, Wen Zhuqing stood up and helped the man up. Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao first placed the basin in front of him, then opened his mouth and put the hair pulled out from the feather duster into the man's mouth. Moving the wrist up and down stimulated his throat.

Feeling the stimulation from the external force, the man's stomach churned and acid water surged up until his mouth could no longer contain the filth. He turned his head and vomited it all into the basin.

Wen Zhuqing was originally puzzled as to why he had to go to such great lengths to find these items that had nothing to do with medicinal materials when treating the plague. Now he finally understood. It turned out to be a novel way to remove the filth from a man's belly.

As the man's sound of vomiting gradually stopped, a sour smell rushed into their nostrils. The smell almost knocked Jiang Zhimiao over. She moved her fingers slightly and immediately used a enchantment talisman.

Once the barrier talisman was used, the smell disappeared, and she could finally take a big breath. Looking at the few filth on the bottom of her pelvis, she knew it was not enough, so she picked up the wine at hand, opened the cork, and poured a sip into the man's mouth. Guzzle wine.

The alcohol was so strong that it was difficult to take it in. When he was full, the man only felt a burning sensation in his abdomen. The vomiting that had stopped just now continued again. The sound of vomiting gradually started and stopped after a quarter of an hour.

Seeing that there was a layer of green and yellow filth on the bottom of the pelvis, Jiang Zhimiao frowned and kicked the basin to the side, out of sight, out of mind, she really couldn't accept this filth.

As the dirt was removed, the man's complexion gradually became rosy, not as pale as before, and the purple color of his lips also faded.

Seeing that the toxins in his body had been discharged, Jiang Zhimiao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he cooperated with the pills and treated for a while, he should be fine.

Stimulating his throat with chicken feathers and feeding him alcohol were just ways to clean his stomach and remove toxins.

The evil spirit entering the body and the dirt in the stomach are also part of the aggravation of his physical weakness. If the dirt is not cleaned up, subsequent treatment will not be carried out.

Fortunately, there is no cure for this plague. After removing the filth, supplement it with forsythia, honeysuckle, roasted ephedra, fried bitter almond, gypsum, isatis root, Mianma Guanzhong, Houttuynia cordata, patchouli, rhubarb, and red. Lianhua Qingwen pills made from sedum, menthol and licorice can be cured after taking it for a while.

After the filth was removed, the man slowly woke up. He raised his eyelids with difficulty, and the sunlight shone on the side of the girl's face, like a reincarnation of a goddess.

He lowered his head and murmured: "Am I dead? Goddess in the fairy world. It turns out that the goddess in the fairy world looks like this. This is heaven? But why is it the same as the human world?"

"You are not dead. This is not heaven, but still in Shaoxian City." A clear voice rang in my ears, and when I heard it, I saw a handsome young man supporting him.

juvenile?Girl?He propped himself up, looked around, and his pupils expanded: "I'm not dead, I'm not dead."

Jiang Zhimiao was relieved to see that he finally came to his senses. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said with a smile:
"Of course you are not dead, but the plague on your body has not been completely cured. You still need to be treated with pills for a while before you can be completely cured."

After he finished speaking, he continued: "From now until you are completely recovered, you are not allowed to eat every day and can only drink a small amount of alcohol. You can only eat normally after you are completely recovered."

The man looked at the speaking girl with a confused look on his face and nodded like rice. If it can be cured, that would be great. If it can be cured, it means that he can still live. He doesn't want to die as long as he can live. "Thank you for saving me, girl. I, I thought I would definitely die this time, but I didn't expect that I, Sun Wenshan, would also be blessed with a great life. It seems that God won't accept me, hahaha, cough, cough, cough."

Seeing his sick look, Jiang Zhimiao couldn't hold back her joy. She frowned and reminded, "You just woke up, so you shouldn't get too excited. Lie down first, and I'll go to the hospital to buy medicine."

Hearing this, Sun Wenshan quickly broke away from the support of the person behind him, staggered and lay on the ground, looked at the girl helplessly, and said excitedly:

"Girl, my illness is causing trouble for you. Don't worry, girl, I will cover all the expenses incurred for this treatment. I will not let your efforts go in vain."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded slightly, and then his eyes wandered to the street again. What caught his eye was an old man with slightly frosty hair running over in a hurry carrying a medicine box.

Behind him, there was a slightly immature apprentice who hurriedly followed the old man.

It has to be said that their equipment is much more professional than Jiang Zhimiao and the other two. They have white scarves to cover their noses, special gloves for doctors, and a complete medicine box, all of which are better than their rags.

"Who has the plague? This old man is the doctor at Huichun Hall. Someone just went to Huichun Hall to report that someone has the plague. Is this the person who has the plague?"

The old man was panting while running. After he stood still, he looked down and kept talking.

The Huichun Hall was some distance away from here. After getting the news, he hurried over. Unexpectedly, he saw a man lying on the ground with his eyes closed. Was he a step too late?
If it hadn't been for the commotion just now, maybe we could have been one step faster. If we had arrived first, maybe we could have saved the man's life. Thinking of this, the old man felt infinite sadness in his heart.

"Sir, this person is not dead yet. His chest is still heaving and his breathing continues. He is not a dead person." The apprentice on the side quickly reminded.

The old man woke up immediately after hearing this, and quickly squatted down to check the man's condition. His pupils were not dilated, his heartbeat was still there, and his breathing was continuous. He was indeed not a dying man.

Seeing this, he quickly put his hand on his pulse. The pulse was strong and slippery. It was a good sign of the plague, but it was gentler than the pulse of ordinary people with the plague. He frowned and then looked around.

Only now did he realize that there were two people standing next to this man. After looking up and down, he saw that the man and the woman were covering their mouths and noses with cloth strips, as well as the exposed parts of their bodies. He must have been treated just now. A man's man.

He was stunned for a moment and said, "Did you just treat this man's plague?"

Jiang Zhimiao nodded slightly, and the old man just listened to her say through the cloth: "Yes, the matter is urgent. If we don't take action, I'm afraid this man will not survive."

It seemed that his guess was correct, it was indeed them who had done it, but what he didn't expect was that the person who did it was actually a woman, but he mistook it, and he thought it was the man next to her who had done it.

It is more difficult for women to learn medicine than for men. He has only seen dozens of female doctors in his decades of medical practice. However, this is the first time for him to see such a young woman with such superb medical skills, and he is really surprised.

Forcibly suppressing the surprise in his heart, the old man asked: "I wonder how the girl used to suppress this man's condition? The person who just came to report said that the man's mouth was foaming constantly, which was already a symptom of the disease. The old man really couldn't Please ask the girl to clear up my doubts."

Jiang Zhimiao saw him staring at her with bright eyes, and without hiding anything, he smiled openly and said:

"It's nothing that can't be said. The plague is just evil energy entering the body. I just scratched his throat with chicken feathers and then stimulated him to vomit out all the filth in his belly."

She paused, then continued: "Because the cleaning was not thorough enough, I poured liquor into his belly again. Under the dual stimulation of liquor and chicken feathers, he was able to remove some of the toxins from his body, but This is just treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. If you want to recover, you need to take pills for a period of time."

After talking, the old man stroked his beard and his eyes sparkled. This method was quite novel. Combining chicken feathers with spirits was unheard of. It was indeed a miracle that two inconspicuous things could remove toxins from the abdomen.

(End of this chapter)