Feng Qingxue heard him say how he felt, and was pleasantly surprised, admiring Wu Zheng so much, and at the same time grateful.

Wu Zheng said while wiping the needle: "Come to me every two days, that is, every three days, continuous acupuncture, massage for a month, plus internal and external conditioning, it's basically about the same." Without acupuncture, I couldn't massage, and I couldn't rub the oil, so I could only wait for the shrapnel to be taken out and the wounds healed before coming to me. If you can't come back in the army, go to Xiao Guo and her niece, both of whom are experts, but they use a lot of Western medicine techniques, and few people know that they are proficient in acupuncture and massage. ”

Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang listened to it, thanked them again and again, and asked if they could go to the mining hospital to buy medicine and dispense medicine.

When Lu Jiang received acupuncture and massage, Feng Qingxue had already seen two prescriptions, unfortunately, most of the medicines stored in the space were Western medicine and Chinese patent medicine, and there were very few Chinese herbal medicines that could be directly dispensed.

"Yes. The mining hospital is a hospital dedicated to miners and coal mills, and there are often bruises, and there are Chinese medicine pharmacies, and the medicinal materials are not all available, but they can be prepared for your prescriptions. ”

After the meal, Wu Zheng took them to dispense medicine.

Wu Zheng and Mrs. Wu insisted on leaving the two to eat, but fortunately, the two were used to bringing their own dry food, so they agreed to it.

When helping Mrs. Wu with her work, Feng Qingxue finally understood why Lu Jiang said that she was wasting, because she found that when Mrs. Wu fried wilted eggplants, she only used gauze dipped in some oil to wipe the bottom of the pot.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingxue suddenly felt ashamed.

Knowing that Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were not short of money, Wu Zheng gave them enough medicinal materials at one time.

Large bags of medicinal herbs were loaded onto the mule cart, and it cost a few bucks in total.

However, Feng Qingxue was worried about the lack of medical treatment in the Caohu Brigade and the Wanglou Brigade, and begged him to help his husband and wife buy some commonly used medicines to bring back, but he failed to do so because the hospital was extremely strict in drug management.

If you are a worker, you can see a doctor and get medicine for free.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue are not, and Wu Zheng has an upright temperament and will not use his power to seek personal gain, so the two spent this money, but they spent it willingly.

Father Lu was very happy when he found out.

Fortunately, Feng Qingxue wanted to study medicine and went to visit Wu Zheng, otherwise, if Lu Jiang's secret injury was allowed to develop, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Dark injuries are internal injuries, external injuries are easy to treat, internal injuries are difficult to heal, and they are not easy to detect.

Lu's father boasted that the wind and snow were the blessings of the family.

"Dad, don't laugh at me, I'm not able to afford the word Fuxing. It was my luck and Ajiang to meet Mr. Wu and get Mr. Wu's sincerity. Feng Qingxue said as she soaked the medicinal oil according to the method that Wu Zheng remembered on the recipe, and tried to use it directly after the two bottles of medicinal oil were used up.

Father Lu and Lu Jiang helped together, and after they were done, the old man said to Feng Qingxue: "There should be a lot of medical classics in our collection of books, throughout the ages, many literati know a little bit of medical science, and I myself know a little bit of health preservation, so naturally I will also collect such books." When no one notices at night, I'll find it out and bring it to you. ”

"Then thank you, Dad!" Feng Qingxue has read the book list, and the medical books in his space are not worried, because there is no bookstore in the city at all, so he can only try his luck at the scrap yard.

"You're welcome, family!"

To put it bluntly, it is a common problem of literati who think that cultural classics are more valuable than jewelry and jade antiques, so they take the lead in hiding books and paintings with cultural value, and then consider gold and silver.