Chapter 12 Medicine(1/2)
“Do we have pliers at home?”
Ating asked suddenly when he was carrying a basket on his back.
Following her gaze, Boy Lu, who should have been tied to the stairs, was missing, leaving only a silver chain that was tense enough to be tight. It was thin, with a ruthless silver light shining with iron blood.
"He is sick?" Song Yuqiu asked.
Ating nodded and gestured on his left arm: "There are three holes burned here, the flesh is broken, and the hands are swollen."
Song Yuqiu experienced this kind of scar when he was young and knew it was amazing.
"Don't touch the chain."
He said: "Or he would die on the mountain."
Lu Xun survived for more than ten years with wild fruits. The mountain is his territory, and the hunting dog is his brother, and he is free there. Now Lu Xun has no father, mother and no home. If you run up the mountain, you won’t be sure when you will come down again.
No one on the mountain could hurt him, but no one could save him.
This topic is a bit heavy. A Ting trotted two steps, followed his father's pace, and asked again: "Is there really a wolf dog on the mountain?"
Song Yuqiu hesitated for a moment and replied: "Yes."
Grandpa Wang Jun's grandfather raised five hunting dogs, which he used for hunting. The hunter fell off the cliff and died without a complete corpse. The hunter took advantage of the situation to escape, and reproduced and occupied the mountain as king.
There are about forty or fifty heads so far.
The only advantage is that it is strong-willed and cannot tolerate jackals, tigers and leopards robbing territory. On the mountain of Sunset, there are no other ferocious beasts except hunting dogs.
"They bite Wang Jun, too?"
"Don't bite."
Dogs are loyal and spiritual, and do not cause trouble for adults, do not speak to their masters' descendants, and do not fight with their kind.
"After he recovers from illness, let him go."
Song Yuqiu did not name the name, but he was very clear, "If he stayed at the foot of the mountain for a long time, he would not be able to go back."
Dogs are spiritual and by mistake, they will not be difficult for them to regard wild boys as their kind. One day they are domesticated and they will turn against each other. This is a tyranny between domestic and wild people, and they are irreconcilable.
"Um."
Ating lowered his eyelashes and responded softly.
Ating's family lives at the east end of the village. He walked out of the courtyard in front of the three small households, and then walked around the square fish pond and chicken farm. He met the river head-on. Turning right was the way to the mountain.
There was a small wooden house on the side of the road. The old lady with white hair looked up at them, lowered her head to continue sprinkling wheat bran, and fed the chicks all over the yard.
Going up the mountain.
The mountains are nurturing grass. Before picking grass, you should tell the mountains, just like taking away the children and telling the mother. This is polite and rule. Grandpa once said seriously: Without this respect, you cannot become a decent Chinese medicine practitioner.
Thinking of his short but strict and conservative grandfather, Ating looked at the top of the mountain and said silently but solemnly: Ating is here to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and to clear heat and remove fire to save his life.
Looking at the sky again, he said: Grandpa, A Ting wants to use the skills you taught to save people! If you can hear it, please bless Lu Xun a little, hoping that his wounds will not worsen again.
Why do I want to bless that kind of brat!!
If my grandfather is here, he will definitely stare at you. He always feels that the boy who walks into the Chinese medicine hall has ulterior motives and will not allow her to come out.
Uncle, please be at ease. Lu Xun seems to hate me very much and has no intention.
If you say this, my grandfather would be even more angry: Is that boy blind? He didn’t even take care of my precious granddaughter?!
Ating couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.
The forests are very wild, and there is no trace of damage. There is no road in the mountains, only a small path that can be stepped out. A Ting followed his father and saw towering ancient trees and lush flowers and plants.
The seven-star ladybug climbed on the tip of the leaves, the crickets were loud and the smell of the soil was also very strong. The sun shone through the gaps of the leaves and shone mottled down.
Song Yuqiu found a fertile land, grabbed a handful of fresh weeds, and slashed the sickle and threw it into the basket.
Ating squatted beside him and watched for a while.
Scalds are "fire poison" in traditional Chinese medicine.
Folding ear root, plantain, dandelion, bloody grass and fish gallbladder. Several types of pig grass have the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying, but Lu Xun's condition is serious and his wound has ulcerated. It is useless to just poison it.
"Dad, I'll go there."
Ating moved within Song Yuqiu's sight, approaching the grass from time to time, and touching the grass from time to time.
The eyes were attracted by a piece of green grass in front of me.
It crawled on the ground, like a marching force in the dark. It has many branches and leaves, and at first glance it looks green and red, with a faint dark red. The leaves are flat and similar to the shape of purslane, hence the name: purslane.
This is a herbal herb that is born in the year. It can stop bleeding and cool blood and help disperse blood stasis and reduce swelling.
Ating carefully used the sickle, cut off three clusters, raised his arms and put them in the backpack.
The second herb found in the plant is Angelica dahurica.
Plants that are nearly one-person tall, with cylindrical roots and umbrella-shaped flowers, grow in places with abundant sunshine and like gentle and humid temperatures. It is bathed in the sun on the edge of the thick green forest, and its belly is bathed in the sun, which is really hard to ignore.
Angelica dahurica can discharge pus and promote muscle, promote blood circulation and relieve pain, which is very suitable for Lu Xun.
It is not good to have more or less anything, so it should be moderate. Ating felt that the herbs picked were almost enough, and was about to leave when he accidentally saw a Panax notoginseng standing alone.
strangeness.
Ating looked at it in confusion and automatically recalled the knowledge about Panax notoginseng in his mind: it reduces swelling and relieves pain. It can not only activate blood circulation and stop bleeding. It is famous for its bidirectional regulation function.
However, it is not suitable for women during menstruation and pregnancy.
In my memory, Panax notoginseng is the main ingredient of modern Yunnan Baiyao, and it is produced in Yunnan. Is Rimu Village located close to modern Yunnan?
The temperature and humidity don't match.
Or...
This forest has a mysterious and richness. Looking around, it is full of herbs, and it takes less effort to find what you want.
Ating vaguely felt that if he pursued it carefully, he would find more rare and rare natural herbs.
Song Yuqiu's call came not far away, interrupting her thoughts.
"I'm fine."
Ating's backpack was shaken, and Panax notoginseng was quietly sandwiched in the middle.
It was all strange grass from Song Yuqiu, but he didn't look at it or ask too much, and he silently led her down the mountain.
Sunset Mountain is even more silent.
It once belonged to Wang Jun's grandfather. A small mountain houses countless animals and nourishes countless flowers and plants.
It used to belong to many people, and they were all buried in the mountains.
Later, it gradually became a mountain for everyone, and there was a witch who was washing hands in the foot of the mountain. She didn't know how many treasures it hid, but knew that it had been waiting for a long time, and finally waited for someone who understood it.
Take the roots of Materia Medica, wash the impurities and then mash them. Without gauze, use a clean linen and filter it. Finally, the remaining one is applied to the soup.
But how can Lu Xun behaves in the wound and then apply medicine?
This question seems to be much more difficult than the high school entrance examination.
Ating looked at the green soup, holding his chin with both hands, regretting that he had not taken some sedative and hypnotic medicine.
Let's try it first.
Ating walked out of the room with a towel in his hand and two iron bowls.
It's that troublesome little guy again.
Lu Xun lifted one of his eyelids and didn't want to pay attention to her. But when he caught the figure behind her, he instantly got up quickly and lowered his body, like a leopard waiting to go.
The shadow fell on A Ting's head, and she turned around and saw Song Yuqiu.
His water hangs on both sides, holding a knife and an old-fashioned lighter that Artin had never seen before, and a mask.
He lowered his head and said to her, "I'll catch him."
Before Ating could react, the battle had begun.
A thin adult man, and a strong skeleton. He has a life of all kinds of battles he doesn't have, and he has a cruelty and bloodthirst he doesn't have, and it's hard to decide the outcome for a while.
They were all silent people, and only iron chains were swinging in the whole room. Ading was beaten inexplicably by them and was dazzled. No matter who they called, they could not get a response.
Five minutes later, the outcome was beginning to emerge.
Ten minutes later, Song Yuqiu finally suppressed the injured Lu Xun and grabbed his wrist and ankle. Of course, his palm was also bitten hard by him, and his eyes were stared at.
Song Yuqiu looked at A Ting and spit out two words: "Mask."
Artin picked up the wooden mask on the table and found that the edges were smoothly polished and exquisitely made.
The mask blocked Lu Xun's face, and he lost the last weapon. His eyes were exposed and he looked at the father and daughter through the two holes, showing bloodthirsty ** without hesitation.
Too wild.
Song Yuqiu thought that this was a wild beast.
His daughter actually tried to win over a small wild beast.
To be continued...