Siheyuan: Give me incredible understanding but not knowledge

Chapter 53 Hand over the prescription
  Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Bugui who was lying on the bed and was about to struggle to get up, and waved his hand hurriedly!

Then he pressed Yan Bugui down.

"No, I still know this. Although I don't agree, I didn't say much!"

"Speaking of which, I have also benefited from this decision. You also know that my wife, who was already weak, is even more so this time, and the old lady!"

"Okay, third uncle, you should rest! I will give you another dose of medicine in the evening!"

"Hey, if Lao Yi helps get some food, my whole family won't be able to move now. Let's go back..."

Yan Bugui originally wanted to talk about how to turn around, but suddenly he felt a little distressed, and after thinking for a while, he couldn't think of any good things.

When Yi Zhonghai saw Yan Bugui's appearance, he smiled and shook his head.

"If everyone is okay this time, I'll treat you to a drink later!"

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai left here. After leaving, he came to the Intermediate Courtyard. A steady stream of people were brought in from the Intermediate Courtyard. Most of those who had taken medicine and confirmed any illness were sent back, but now they are still one after another. one!
  Lin Jiajun came out of the back room again and checked one by one whether they also had this disease.

"Jiajun!"

"When the five epidemics occur, they are all easily infected with each other. Regardless of their size, the symptoms are similar."

After finishing speaking, Lin Jiajun stood up and shook his head helplessly.

Without exception, it is a plague of infection. This disease originates from lung infection, followed by headache, brain fever, and body and trunk pain.

Then there is deficiency of energy and shortness of breath. Currently, there are no dead people in some places that Lin Jiajun can see!
  But this is also the reason why it is controlled here, and he really doesn't know about other places.

At this moment, Xu Damao also came to Director Wang's home. Director Wang had just drank the medicine that Xu Damao had brought before. At this moment, she was lying on the bed looking pale and breathing a little fast!

But seeing Xu Damao coming, he still asked with a smile.

"Da Mao, what do Jia Jun think?"

"Director Wang's situation is urgent now! This is Jiajun's prescription. Although it is not a prescription for this disease, it can be cured!"

"It just requires a lot of medicine, but it can be cured. Jiajun hopes that Director Wang can help deliver it!"

"I also hope that Director Wang can coordinate and ask the Lin family's Jishitang in Dong'an Market to deliver the medicine according to the medicinal materials on the prescription. Now the military control outside can't get out at all!"

Xu Damao felt helpless when he said this. Director Wang nodded and took a strong breath.

"Okay, I'll discuss this matter! Is it okay with other medicinal shops?"

"This...I don't know, but I heard Jiajun say that every Chinese medicine practitioner has a long-term cooperative Chinese medicine shop, and only the medicinal materials obtained from them can ensure that the medicine is effective!"

"If the medicinal materials we get are not good, I'm afraid someone will die!"

Director Wang also understood after hearing this, nodded and continued to ask Xu Damao.

"Is there anything else?"

"Well, Jiajun said that if the country could provide a batch of traditional Chinese medicine plague medical books, he might be able to prescribe more effective medicines!"

"Look!"

As he spoke, Xu Damao opened the recipe written by Lin Jiajun, and all the advantages and disadvantages were shown on it.

"The medicine Jiajun is currently prescribing still has some flaws, so although it will be cured after treatment, physical weakness for half a year is inevitable."

"If some medical books can be improved, this half year might be saved!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Director Wang understood, stood up and took a small work book next to him, and wrote down Lin Jiajun's requirements in it. During the recording process, I repeated the question several times because I had a headache.

Only then was it completely recorded!

Then she told Xu Damao that she would try her best to fulfill these requirements, so that Xu Damao could rest assured.

After Xu Damao got this sentence, he left. But when he left, Xu Damao looked at Director Wang's son Liu Qunchao with a little anger in his eyes.

Although Xu Damao still had some questions in his mind, he left without saying anything more.

Director Wang, on the other hand, supported his sick body and endured the severe pain.

"Liu catches up, hiss..."

Director Wang called her son Liu Qianchao, supported herself and walked towards the entrance of the alley. At this moment, she was carrying her medal, her party membership card and her work permit from the street office.

But before they reached the entrance of the alley, they saw soldiers standing guard not far away. They were wearing masks and holding guns in their hands.

There was a line drawn with lime not far from the entrance of the alley. Director Wang heard a shout before he came over!
  "Stop! Beijing City is now under comprehensive control. You cannot exceed this line, otherwise we can take all actions."

"If you have any living problems, you can refer to the announcement there. Food supplies will be distributed regularly and quantitatively to the people designated by the nearby courtyard for distribution. We are still selecting!"

"After the selection is made, it will be announced!"

"Comrade, I am Wang Chunhua, director of the Tongluo Lane Subdistrict Office!"

"I came here this time because we have now brought the disease under control in Tongluo Alley, and there have been no casualties. Mainly thanks to a doctor there!"

"Now that doctor has contributed the prescription, I hope the country will pay attention to it. As a member of the party, I also..."

Director Wang touched the medal in her pocket and finally decided to take it out. It was the medal of her dead husband!
  "I also have the August 1st Medal of my late husband Liu Weihong as a guarantee that everything I say is true!"

When the soldier saw the bright red medal, he immediately stood up straight and saluted the medal!

He said to Director Wang with a serious expression.

"Comrade, are you sure you need this medal as a guarantee?"

"Yes!"

Director Wang said with a serious expression, and the soldier and his comrade looked at each other, put down the gun and walked in, took the medal with both hands and handed it to his comrade.

He entered the cordon, then placed the request written by Director Wang and the prescription on the ground.

After taking a few steps back, he asked his comrades to pick it up.

Then he saluted his comrades!

"Niu Congjun, received!"

Niu Congjun looked at his comrades with a tragic face. They were now in control of Beijing, but many people had died on the straight road.

Niu Congjun naturally knew what it meant to enter this line. He saw that his comrade Qian Zhan had retreated to the cordon, gritted his teeth and shouted to the street for someone to guard here again.

Then he walked towards the headquarters with the medal and the two pieces of paper.

Although Niu Congjun tried his best to tell himself not to think too much along the way, Qian Zhan would definitely come back, but Feng Sha still couldn't help it and was fascinated by him!

A tear trail made a mark on his dark face!
  "Qian Zhan, you bitch must stay alive!"

(End of this chapter)