Desheng had a happy look on his face and replied quickly: "Shopkeeper Huang has already gotten much better. Although he has not been to the ground to move, he has started to practice constantly as Mr. Zhou's instructions. When we leave, we can turn over by ourselves."

Zhou Heng nodded, "Term treatment is timely. If you do rehabilitation training, you can still walk slowly after three months if someone is supported, but it is difficult to recover as usual."

Desheng fell to the ground with a hit and kowtowed three times to Zhou Heng.

"Shopkeeper Huang said that it is a great kindness of Master Zhou to survive without death. Now he is very happy to go home to enjoy his old age. If you need something from Manager Huang to do in the future, just say hello and you will definitely help you."

Zhou Heng signaled Boss Xue to help Desheng up.

"Doctors are just duty, there is no need for so much politeness. Do you want to stay in the clinic in the future?"

Desheng wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Well, Desheng and Zhanggui Huang are the same surname as Huang from the same village. Because of the poor family, Zhanggui Huang took me in. If I leave, I really don't know what to do. Those next to Desheng will not be able to come and send me over, grab medicine and weigh, and sort medicinal materials, and I am still good at it, so I want to stay in the clinic."

Zhou Heng looked at Dr. Ma and Achang, "Then you all stay."

Dr. Ma looked up at Zhou Heng with a look of worry on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, the signboard of Xinglin Medical Center has been removed. What name will be given to our new medical center? I have been back for two days. Looking at the many people coming and going to Shouhetang opposite me recently, it seems that our old customers have lost all their customers."

Zhou Heng knew that he was doing well for his business, and it was a good thing to be so concerned about it, but Zhou Heng was not in a hurry to open the business. After all, some pills have not been made yet, so this is the direction to go in the future.

"Doctor Ma, don't worry, I didn't want to argue with him. The direction of our practice and consultation in the future is different from them. The profit of blindly treating medicine is small and the cure rate is poor. Moreover, the amount of water, heat, and utensils are required for the decoction. A good prescription will cause bias if it is not decocted properly, and it is still easy to control the dosage of the pill."

Dr. Ma was stunned, blinking his eyes and looking confused.

"But, I don't understand this pill?"

Zhou Heng took out a few pieces of paper from his arms. These were more than 20 kinds of Chinese medicine pills he sorted out last night, all of which were commonly used.

"This is the prescription for various pills. I think it is better for Dr. Ma to supervise it personally. The dosage, preparation method, size of pills, indications, and contraindications of various drugs can be clearly written. You can also familiarize yourself with it first. If you are familiar with this, you will have a direction for your medical treatment in the future."

Dr. Ma was a little stunned. He didn't dare to open the prescriptions when he held them. He stared at Zhou Heng's eyes and could no longer react.

This prescription is the root of life. A family or a clinic may be a prescription that can last for a hundred years.

Dr. Ma fell to his knees on the ground, "Young Master Zhou, you should call you Doctor Zhou or Boss Zhou. This prescription should not be like this. This is inheritance and the wealth your ancestors want to leave to the younger generations. Can you make it so casually?"

Zhou Heng blinked, and he understood what Dr. Ma meant, but although this person stayed, he did not admire Zhou Heng very much. He just felt that Zhou Heng saved Manager Huang and left him was just to give Manager Huang a face. How to develop this clinic, Dr. Ma was unsure of it.

"It's not considered random production. I'm not giving this matter to you. As for the production of patent medicines, we can sell them at will, not limited to the clinic. As for this prescription, I didn't want to avoid anyone, got the prescription, and didn't know the detailed production process, it was useless."

Dr. Ma tidied up his robe, and seemed to have made up some decision at this moment. He knelt in front of Zhou Heng in a regular manner and kowtowed to Zhou Heng.

"Young Master can give me a prescription for free, but I can't pretend to be so confused. Today, I thank the young master for not giving up and entrusted with important tasks. Ma Lingshan here to pay homage to the master."

Zhou Heng did not refuse, walked closer and helped Ma Lingshan up.

It is not enough to live alone in another world.

Zhou Heng wanted to let Doctor Ma, Desheng, Achang and others know that they were trained by their confidants and students.

As for Boss Xue, it is even more trust to let him manage the business of glutinous rice lotus roots. The entire Lingshan Village relies on him to maintain himself, so whether Boss Xue wants to do so or not, he must rely on Zhou Heng.

Fortunately, in several incidents, Boss Xue was extremely protective of Zhou Heng, especially in terms of money, which made Zhou Heng very pleased.

"Okay, get up. Starting today, I will teach you medical skills every day after finishing the renovation and pharmaceuticals. In the evening, I will teach you medical skills, especially trauma and the methods and indications of these commonly used pills. Shouhetang is the main treatment of chronic diseases to regulate the body, so we will find another way, focusing on trauma and acute diseases, and then we are gradually introducing medicines to regulate the body."

The three of them kowtowed again, and at this moment they were all so excited that they could not be more excited.

"Meet the teacher!"

"Get up, there is no need for so many etiquettes."

Ma Lingshan stood up, took out a inventory account book from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhou Heng. Perhaps because of his excitement, his beard on his face was shaking. Then he stood respectfully with his hands down and said:

"Mr., this is the current list of medicinal materials in the clinic. Many medicinal materials were expected to increase their prices before. Manager Huang has stocked up a lot of them and the varieties are also very complete. I took a quick look and found that there are all medicinal materials on this prescription."

Zhou Heng flipped through it, and the inventory records were very carefully, and all the fabricated or unmade were noted.

As Ma Lingshan said, all kinds of medicinal materials are complete and the reserves are indeed sufficient. It is no problem to make two or three hundred boxes of each pill.

However, I looked at it from front to back and saw that there was no living thing here. Zhou Heng closed the account book and looked at Boss Xue.

"Brother Xue took some money and went to buy ten black chickens and came back."

Boss Xue was stunned and was a little confused when suddenly named.

"Black chicken? What kind of chicken is black chicken? Do you want to eat chicken?"

Zhou Heng was full of black lines. He knew that this guy was an indigenous person, but he didn't know that he thought he had traveled through time and was still eating chicken?

Be careful to land into a box!

"What chicken is eaten? This is medicinal herb. You can find it. There should be ones sold at the market, including white feathers, black skin, black face and black claws. You don't have to choose ones that are too fat, and they are slightly smaller than ordinary roosters."

Boss Xue recorded the characteristics and reached out to Zhou Heng:

"Give the silver."

Zhou Heng took out a small piece of silver, but didn't know how big it was, and glanced at Ma Lingshan.

"How many taels is this?"

Ma Lingshan looked up and said, "Four liang is more than four."

Zhou Heng threw the silver to Boss Xue, "Go."

Boss Xue turned and went downstairs, Ma Lingshan opened the prescription and turned to the prescription of Wuji Baifeng Pills.

"My teacher, are you going to make the black chicken Baifeng Pills? Although the black chicken can be used as a medicinal diet to replenish qi and blood, it is the first time I heard that this is not easy to preserve, right?"

Zhou Heng smiled and shook his head, "Wrong, this pill is very easy to preserve, but you need to add a layer of wax pills outside. Now the pills made in the clinic are all bottled, right?"

Desheng nodded. He was most familiar with this. Some patients who could not drink the soup would make some small pills for them separately, all in porcelain bottles, about twenty bottles.

"Wax ball?"

"Yes, wax balls are pressed into two semicircular bowls with a mold, put the pills in it, then heat the edge of one side slightly, then flatten it, so that the medicine can be sealed, and it will not be damp and isolate the air and can be anti-corrosive. Ordinary pills can be stored for more than three years without affecting the properties of the medicine."

The more I listened to Ma Lingshan, the more I was surprised, but after thinking about it, I felt that this matter was reliable.

Desheng first reacted, "This is not the same as sealing wine. Good wine must be tightly stuffed with a plug, and then sealed with wax to buried it underground."

Zhou Heng nodded, "Yes, that's the reason. As for the size of the wax ball, it's just a little smaller than a penny."

Desheng bowed and said, "Master, I'll go find someone to make molds, and then buy some wax materials, let's try it."

"Okay, you have a flexible mind. Just find someone to make stone molds, and you don't use iron tools."

Desheng took the order and went there, Achang was a little anxious.
Chapter completed!