Chief Chinese Medicine

"Four qian of Yinchen, three qian of Atractylodes macrocephala, two qian of Guizhi, two qian of Alisma, two qian of Poria cocos, and two qian of Polyporus cocos."

"Easy dehumidification is better than heat, and the emphasis is on light penetration and dampness."

"Take this medicine for five days, remember not to take spicy food, and come back to me after five days!"

Jiang Fei opened his eyes in a daze. He was woken up by a slightly hoarse old man's voice.

And after hearing Yinchen Wuling Powder, I also felt extremely kind.

As a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, he has to deal with medicinal materials every day, and he can clearly distinguish the compatibility of medicinal materials in various prescriptions with his eyes closed.

"Ahem...water, Mom, pour me a glass of water!"

Jiang Fei felt uncomfortable with smoke coming out of his throat, and yelled outside in a daze, but he didn't notice that the surrounding environment had changed, and it was not the room he was familiar with at all.

The surroundings were dark and dull, with heavy snow flying outside, covered in silver, it was extraordinarily enchanting.

Pure white snow was piled outside the windows and in front of the door.

At the same time, the rustling sound of the strong wind also entered the house.

Following Jiang Fei's shout, there was the sound of footsteps approaching quickly, and at the same time a glass of water was delivered to Jiang Fei's hand.

Jiang Fei took it and drank it. After taking a big gulp, his throat felt better.

"Mom, what's for dinner today?"

He asked a question habitually, but no voice answered him.

Jiang Fei finally realized what was wrong, he suddenly raised his head and looked around, his heart skipped a beat.

He looked at the person beside him who was handing him water. It was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl instead of a mother.

Wearing a flowered padded jacket, with two big braids tied up, she stood aside with some embarrassment, her small face showing anxiety.

"You, who are you?" Jiang Fei asked subconsciously.

However, as soon as he said this, the young girl's eyes dimmed immediately, and she sobbed while wiping her tears, "Master, are you sick and confused?"

"Damn, what the hell is the head of the house?" Jiang Fei's eyes widened, and he felt numb all over.

This title is at least seven or eighty years ago, right?Or some remote mountain villages still call it that.

As a young man in the Internet age, Jiang Fei couldn't accept such an old title at all.

Besides, where did I go?The surrounding environment is so dilapidated?The door panels are rotten.

Also, this is an earthen house, I'm really worried that it will be crushed by the heavy snow.

Jiang Fei, whose brain was a little slow, became even more confused.

Shouldn't he be time-traveling?

As a lover of web literature, he is no stranger to this.

But when time travel and rebirth really happened to me, it was hard to accept this fact.

"You, the head of the family, haven't eaten for almost a day. I made porridge for you. You should drink some."

The young girl brought a bowl of porridge in front of Jiang Fei. The bowl was a bit worn out, and a corner was missing. The rice porridge inside was also yellow-orange millet porridge, but there were not many rice grains, and it was all rice soup.

Jiang Fei couldn't react at the moment, and almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up.

However, before he could hold it properly, the rice porridge fell to the ground with a slap, and the bowl was shattered immediately.

This crisp sound completely brought Jiang Fei back to his senses.

The young girl's face turned pale with fright, especially when she saw the bowl was broken and the porridge was scattered all over the floor, she cried out nervously.

While crying, he squatted on the ground and picked up the broken porcelain with his hands.

Seeing her nervous and frightened, Jiang Fei quickly said, "Don't pick it up, be careful not to pierce your hand."

When the young girl heard this, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes were a little surprised.

Jiang Fei is actually caring about himself?

She didn't dare to look up, and still picked it up silently.

Jiang Fei frowned, only to find that the young girl's wrists, including her neck, had marks from being beaten, and the bruises were still there.

He couldn't believe it, who on earth could bear such a heavy hand on such a lovely girl?

Just as he was about to ask, memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind like waves.

It turned out to be yourself?

No, to be precise, it was the original flagship.

He actually took out his anger on the girl?Is this what a man does?

As a person in the new era, the most unacceptable thing is to hit a woman with your hands. This is simply synonymous with incompetence!

"Okay, don't pick it up, and be careful not to cut your fingers."

Jiang Fei's heart was moved with compassion, and anyone who saw the lovely and pitiful little girl would feel distressed.

This is the age of going to university in later generations.

The young girl stood up uneasily, rubbing the corners of the cotton-padded jacket with her hands, not daring to look up at Jiang Fei, but her heart was pounding.

Should you be angry?Should you beat yourself up?

She was used to it anyway.

Silence, long silence.

"I seem to have heard the prescription? Did the doctor come just now?"

"Who was it prescribed for?"

Finally found an entry point topic, Jiang Fei heaved a sigh of relief and relieved the embarrassing atmosphere.

He had already thought about the relationship between himself and the girl, what kind of relationship could it be if they were under the same roof.

Of course they are husband and wife!

The young girl lowered her head and replied dully: "It's Uncle Ge from our village. Isn't he a barefoot doctor? He's here to treat you."

"Me? I'm sick?" Jiang Fei stared at the girl with wide eyes.

The girl nodded solemnly: "Yes, you are sick, the head of the family."

"I'm an outstanding young man in the 21st century, I..." Jiang Fei wanted to retort, but his face suddenly became serious, and he put three fingers on his pulse, carefully feeling the changes in the pulse.

The snow outside fell on the eaves and gradually fell again. The snow on the ground had been blown by the strong wind into a large snow shell and gradually hardened.

Inside the room, Jiang Fei's face was a bit ugly.

Thin pulse!

Jiang Fei quickly climbed down the kang again, came to a round mirror hanging on the wall of the house, stuck out his tongue to take a closer look.

"The tongue is red, the edge is blue-purple, and the tongue coating is yellow and greasy."

Jiang Fei's heart skipped a beat, when did he get biliary tract disease?

Liver stagnation and blood stagnation, liver and gallbladder damp heat accumulation, this is a typical biliary tract disease, that is, cholecystitis includes gallstones, and it is more serious.

"What year is this year?" Jiang Fei turned around and asked the girl with a serious expression.

He suddenly panicked, he didn't know the age, and he didn't know the medical condition...

Should I die here?

Although the girl didn't know why Jiang Fei didn't remember anything after sleeping, she still replied: "It seems to be 1977."

People in the village live their lives without even a wall calendar, so it would be nice to be able to remember one.

However, Jiang Fei was shocked. In 1977?

My dear, I actually came to the late 70s?

His father was only born in [-], and he was ten years older than his father in an instant.

Fortunately, although medical treatment is backward in this era, at least I can't die.

"Master, you can continue to sleep for a while, I will go to the town to get you medicine."

The girl in the flowered padded jacket said that she was about to go to the town to get the medicine with the prescription.

She didn't dare to delay Jiang Fei's illness, even after he got married, Jiang Fei was tortured by illness and beat himself up.

But as far as she is concerned, she also bears it silently, not because she is mean, but because she loves him.

She will never forget that ten years ago, the family was in trouble, and she, who was only nine years old, was locked in a dark cowshed.

Facing the red-eyed villagers who threatened him, it was Jiang Fei who protected her in his arms.

Although Jiang Fei was only 11 years old at that time, he just hugged himself and glared at the villagers who were holding sticks.

That night, that thin and not tall background left an incomparably deep impression on her.

It was also from that moment that her Song Caiwei's heart belonged to this man.

Now this man is her husband and her god.

Even if he is seriously ill, he will not leave him!

Even if she beats and scolds herself, she is willing to bear it.

She knew that this was not Jiang Fei's original intention, but that he was in too much pain.

Jiang Fei looked at the little girl who turned around to leave the house, and only then saw her full tail.

A cotton-padded jacket, the trousers are very old black trousers, there are three or four patches on it, mainly shoes, this girl actually wears a rag shoe.

"Don't go, this prescription is not suitable for the symptoms, and it will waste money if you take it!"

Jiang Fei stopped the girl, not only because of the medicine, but also because he didn't want the girl to go to town in the wind and snow.

Such a young girl should not bear such a crime.

But in this day and age, especially in the remote countryside, it is already married.

Jiang Fei has already fully understood the situation he encountered. Not only did he travel to the late 70s, but he was also married. The most important thing is that his wife is still so young.

But in the remote villages in the Northeast, it is normal to get married at this age.

Now that I have come here by myself, there is no point in thinking too much. The most important thing is that I have to bear the burden of this family.

Take a look at the broken furniture around, and this mud house, it is really possible to be crushed by heavy snow.

On this day in the northeast, if the house collapses, it is not uncommon to freeze to death.

Obviously such living conditions are harsh, and I have nothing to do with it, but I can't let this girl live a hard life with me.

Especially for a bastard like the original owner to beat such a cute girl, it is simply devoid of humanity.

"Girl, after the heavy snow is over, I will go to town with you."

As a scumbag who has been infiltrated by the Internet in later generations, is it not easy to deceive an innocent country girl from the 70s?

Sure enough, Song Caiwei nodded happily and smiled, even blushing a little.

Ever since she married Jiang Fei, the head of the family has never cared so much about herself.

Her name was given by her grandma. Back then, her grandma's family was a big landlord, and her grandma was also a learned woman.

Song Caiwei!

Picking weeds and weeds, wei also stops, every day returns, and years don't stop. This is the first sentence of "The Book of Songs. Plucking Wei".

Jiang Fei didn't stare at her all the time, although at the age of eighteen or nineteen, she has developed very well, after all, girls of this age are basically precocious.

But Jiang Fei didn't have any lewd or evil thoughts.

He just stared blankly at the white snow outside the window, the flakes falling down.

His heart was struggling and he felt very uncomfortable.

I can't go back!

Although he had this preparation in mind.

Parents, and grandpa, I'm sorry, I forgive my son for being unfilial.

Fortunately, there is a big brother who will accompany you and pass on your family to the next generation.

The Jiang family is a family of Chinese medicine practitioners. Their ancestors have practiced medicine since 200 years ago, and they have inherited the mantle from generation to generation. The Jiang family's medical system has long been summarized to an extremely complete level.

This is to earn a living, and it is also to save lives.

In this era in the Northeast, the medical conditions at the grassroots level are very backward, so as a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, I must have a lot to do.

After all, if anyone in the village has a serious illness or a minor affection, do they have to go to the town or even the county?

Moreover, the poor living environment must be improved as soon as possible. He does not want to be mediocre in the village for the rest of his life.

But how exactly?He was still a little dazed.