"Don't you have any here?" Yun Wu sat up straight: "It is a medicine that is particularly effective in treating bruises and injuries."
Judge Wang shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
"Then what medicine do you use for bruises? Isn't it the dark ointment that the regent is holding?" Yun Wu said with disdain.
Judge Wang felt that she was ungrateful: "Miss Yun, do you know how rare this ointment is? The Medicine Sect only produces three bottles a month and uses a lot of precious medicinal materials. Normal injuries can be cured after applying it for seven days."
Yun Wu was in disbelief: "This black ointment needs to be applied for seven days? Is it the best ointment you have here?"
Judge Wang Yuan nodded: "Applying this ointment will not leave scars, and it does not require needles. Just applying the ointment is not enough. It is best to take it orally."
Yun Wu raised her head, she had mistakenly blamed the Prince Regent. She was still vomiting in her heart when she saw him fussing over her bruise yesterday.
It turns out that this ancient medicine takes seven days to take effect, and it is still the best ointment.
What era is this in? Why is medicine so backward?
"Then when you heal people, do you disembowel them? Do you use hemp powder or something like that?"
Judge Wang was stunned by her question: "Can the person who was disemboweled still survive?" He was surprised for a while and then said: "But I seem to have heard that some disciples of the Medicine Sect did try disembowelment, but
They won’t teach others this technique, and others won’t dare to use it.”
Yun Wu probably understood that the ancient medical skills she practiced were still very backward.
No wonder she was looking for someone to give the old lady medicine for her ailments, but all the doctors shook their heads and said they were unsure, including the palace doctor.
"Your Majesty, can I see the ointment in your hand?"
Ye Shang handed it to her, and Yun Wu took it and smelled it: "What kind of medicinal materials are in this?"
Why is it so slow to take effect? Don’t so many doctors know how to treat bruises?
What she knew about ancient Chinese medicine was also very powerful.
Judge Wang shook his head: "I don't know the specific prescription. This is a secret recipe of the Medicine Sect and will not be passed on to others. The ones I can smell include Ganoderma lucidum, Gastrodia elata, Eucommia ulmoides, Purple Pearl...I don't know the others."
Yun Wu frowned. Why would she use so many expensive medicinal materials to treat a bruise?
It's not a life-saving pill.
Isn't this just fooling around?
Yun Wu refused to use this ugly and slow-acting ointment: "Your Majesty, this ointment is not very effective. I'd better take the medicine internally first."
She raised her head and said to the court judge: "I have a prescription here. If I give it to you, can you make it according to the prescription? The medicine I make from this prescription can take effect in a day or two for general bruises, especially for bruises.
It can reduce swelling and blood stasis.”
Judge Wang couldn't believe it after hearing this: "How is it possible? Injury caused by a bruise would require oral administration for at least several days..."
"You will know if what I said is true if you take it and make it. Your medicine is too backward." Yun Wu said with a look of disgust.
But she happened to live in this era, and she had to think about her future situation!
Everyone gets sick sometimes, and she doesn't want to die because of a small cold or a small scratch.
Fortunately, when she was learning witchcraft, she also learned from the witch doctor, and when she was learning witch doctor, she also collected a bunch of secret recipes.
Fortunately, she still has a good memory.
Judge Wang was dubious, but he still took out a pen and paper and wrote down the recipe. He asked puzzledly: "Why are these all oils? Cinnamon is common, but what is cinnamon oil?"
"It's oil made from cinnamon bark."
Judge Wang's eyes widened: "How can you get oil out of cinnamon bark when it's so dry?"
Yun Wu: "How you brew wine can produce cinnamon oil."
"The method of brewing wine can also be used to refine medicinal materials?" Judge Wang was shocked.
This was the first time he heard of it.
Moreover, there are some medicinal materials in it that are quite expensive. It is said that this safflower is extremely rare and is about the same price as ginseng.
Generally, it is not sold in the market, and it is only available in the palace.
How can ordinary people afford this?
The court judge looked at the regent: "Your Majesty, there are some medicinal materials in it that are only available in the palace."
It is simply nonsense to refine these precious medicines like wine without knowing whether they have any effect.
Moreover, it is a nonsense that wastes people and money.
But the regent just said calmly: "Then take it from the palace."
Come on, anyway, it’s you who makes the decision for the entire week, so just don’t feel bad.
The court judge said respectfully: "Then I will go back to make medicine."
The regent hummed: "Find more people and let them get it done as soon as possible. I will see the finished product tomorrow."
He also doubted what Yun Wu said, but since she was so sure, he would try it out and try it out.
It's impossible for Yun Wu to just randomly make a recipe and go out to do some mischief.
Because she wanted to make safflower oil, Yun Wu sternly refused the black mud ointment worth thousands of gold from the regent.
After the court judge left, Yun Wu said seriously: "Your Majesty, I think our current medicines in Dazhou are too backward. We should make some pills and ointments that can be carried around, and they must be effective quickly."
Even if this ointment takes seven days to take effect, it is still worth thousands of gold?
Who dares to get sick under these conditions?
It’s amazing that people can live well.
No wonder so many generals from the Duke of Wei died on the battlefield. With the effect of such a medicine, even a few injuries on the battlefield can kill someone. It's no wonder that nothing happened.
This is a gamble on the number of people.
Ye Xiang's eyes brightened slightly: "Do you have any good prescriptions?"
"I know a lot of prescriptions. I'll write a few for you later. They are useful for treating colds, internal injuries, and first aid to save lives."
"Ordinary people can't afford the prescriptions you just made." Ye Xiang reminded her.
Yun Wu got out of bed, picked up a pen and paper and wrote a few prescriptions: "I have not used any of the expensive medicinal materials I know. I am not familiar with the prices of medicines in Ling'an City. Wait until I write them out and you can take a look at these medicine prices.
Is it expensive? If so, I will change it.
We try to choose the cheapest prescription so that ordinary people can afford it."
Her medical skills cannot be used by ordinary people, but she can still get prescriptions.
Yun Wu wrote a few prescriptions and handed them to the regent. The prescriptions for various diseases were written on them.
"These can all be made into pills and sold."
The regent took the prescription and frowned slightly: "Is this your calligraphy?"
Yun Wu coughed: "I don't write much..."
It was difficult to write ancient Chinese characters, and they had to be written in traditional Chinese. It was already very difficult for her to write!
Especially since I haven’t read much.
Fortunately, she had practiced calligraphy for several years before, otherwise she would not have known how to write.
"It's so ugly." Ye Xiang commented with disgust.
"Then stop reading!" Yun Wu was very angry and wanted to snatch the prescription away.
This is a secret recipe summarized by later generations. In modern times, if she takes it out, she can sell it for astronomical figures.
This person actually disliked her recipe.
"I'll take it to Jishitang, huh."
These medicines are quite cheap, and they don't have to be given to him. She can just give them to any drug store and they can prepare them according to the prescription and sell them if they are effective.
She can still get a lot of money.
If it was given to the Prince Regent, she wouldn't get a dime.
Ye Xiang refused to give it to her and raised his hand to avoid it.
Yun Wu was so angry that she threw herself at him.