When the plum branches of the female doctor's workshop were hung with ice, Li Chengqian was sighing at the newly carved wooden sign of "isolation area". Fu Ling held up the wooden sign and turned around three times: "Your Highness, you carved the word 'isolation' into 'fusion', this sign hangs out, I'm afraid that all the patients will be fused into one place." "Shut up! ""Shut up! " Li Chengqian looked up violently, the tip of his nose still stained with wood shavings, half of the unfinished engraved silver ring fell out of his sleeve-
Ever since he stuck the ring on his finger on the night of the 8th day of the 12th lunar month, he has been hooked on silversmithing, "I'm... This is a distortion of the seal script, signifying the melting away of the epidemic! ""Although the symbol is good," Lin Xiaoman smiled and took the wooden plaque, her fingertips tracing over the crooked strokes, "but when Lord Zhang sees it, he's afraid he'll be angry with his beard- When the Persian caravan's dyed patients arrive in the Western Market, we have to use an eye-catching sign. "She suddenly glanced at his new wound on the tiger's mouth," last night and secretly carved until midnight? There's half a jar of frostbite cream left, apply it yourself. "
Before the words fell, Wang Shi Ling of the West Market Department barged in, rolling and crawling, his beard stained with snowflakes, "Doctor Lin! The ten men of the Persian caravan have contracted a strange disease, with red bumps all over their bodies, and Dr. Zhang says it's 'ghost pox' and wants to burn their goods." 'Red bumps', he said! ""Red bumps? " Lin Xiaoman grabbed a microscope and boric acid ointment, "It's probably contact dermatitis - Your Highness, fill ten jars with our sun-dried honeysuckle dew and bring twenty sterilized sarongs! "The felt tent of the Persian Residence store in the West Market is wafting with a heavy frankincense, and the infected merchant is smearing the affected area with olive oil, the red bumps connecting in patches with clear edges.
Doctor Zhang was holding up a peach wood sword and chanting, when he saw Lin Xiaoman come in, his beard trembled: "This is a foreign evil spirit, it needs to be attacked with fire... " "Fire attack is better than boric acid water! "Lin Xiaoman lifted the patient's lapel, dipped a cotton swab in the exudate and placed it on the slide, "Elder Zhang, look at the mycelium under the microscope - it is clearly a wet sore triggered by dampness-heat condensation and is related to the molds on the Persian carpet. "
Li Chengqian suddenly held up the stained carpet and frowned at the sunlight, "There are black spots on the carpet that look like the mold picture drawn by Xiao Man! " He turned to Wang Shi Ling, "Scald all the infected carpets with boiling water, then put them in the snow to dry - mold is afraid of cold and heat, just like Zhang Daoren is afraid of Huanglian soup. "
Dr. Zhang was coming up to the microscope, his presbyopic eyes almost on the slide: "This, this is clearly a demon incarnate... " "Demon incarnate mycelium," Lin Xiaoman applied the boric acid ointment to the patient's affected area, "Three times a day, then take Huanglian Antidote Soup internally - Persia The caravan's food and drink should be kept separate, and the utensils soaked in strong wine. " She turned to her disciples, "Hang our quarantine sign at the entrance of the Di store, and write 'Wet Sore Contagious, Do Not Approach Three Feet' in red paint. "
While they were busy, the leader of the Persian caravan came in with a glazed bottle containing a dark purple liquid: "Doctor Lin, this is the comfrey root oil we brought with us, it can cure wounds..." "Comfrey root oil can cure wounds..." "Comfrey root oil can cure wounds..." "It can cure wounds... "Comfrey root oil is effective in treating burns," Lin Xiaoman took the bottle and smelled it, "but don't use the oil for wet sores, it will aggravate the dampness and heat - why don't you change it to my glycerite lotion, it's refreshing and stops the itching." she suddenly glanced at the bottle. "She suddenly glimpsed that Li Chengqian was using a carving knife to fill in the strokes on the isolation sign, "Your Highness, the word 'do not' in 'do not approach three feet', don't carve it into 'hurry'. "In the late afternoon, when the first merchant's red bumps began to scab, Zhang Medical Zheng's error book added a spectacle: "Wet sores avoid fire attack, when to distinguish between dampness and heat and wind dryness. P.S.: Persian mold map has been painted, shaped like the leakage traces of the Imperial Hospital. "
He suddenly saw Li Chengqian is Lin Xiaoman medicine box stuffed hand-warming stove, stove body newly carved Persian "medical" word, ear tip suddenly red over the stove in the coals. Twilight into the western market, the Persian caravan leader holding a gilt pot of medicine came in, the body of the pot engraved with Lin Xiaoman taught the seven-step cleansing method: "According to the method of the God of Medicine, our camel caravan have been scalded with boiling water hooves! "He suddenly glanced at Zhang He Zheng's mahogany sword, "Why don't you give us this sword to use as firewood to boil water? "The old doctor Zheng's coughing sound startled the sparrows at the eaves, Li Chengqian could not hold back any longer, hid behind the camels and laughed and patted his thighs.
Lin Xiaoman took the opportunity to "contact dermatitis prevention and treatment method" "mold disinfection ten rules" written in the West City epidemic prevention manual, and at the end of the cartoon mold was scalded by boiling water to jump feet illustration: "to the caravan of hu people to see, more interesting than the medical theory. "On the way back, Li Chengqian suddenly from his sleeve to touch out a delicate silver box, inside is an engraved Chinese and Western medicine grass pattern of the ring:" this time to find the Persian silversmith to play, the size of the right... "
Before he finished speaking, the ring suddenly stuck on Lin Xiaoman's knuckles, so anxious that he rubbed his hands, "You, you wait, I have learned the Persian oil slick... "The lights of Chang'an City reflected the plum branches, the lanterns of the female medical clinic newly added the word "medical" in Persian. Lin Xiaoman touched Li Chengqian's newly engraved isolation plate, and although the word "isolation" on the plate was still skewed, it was more beautiful than the word "medical" on any of the plates.