Chapter 8 Calculate the money for medicine

After Zuo Gui wrote about Guizhi, he paused. The next medicine was written about hawthorn, and then he added several medicines such as Lai Sci, Muxiang, and Qingpi to digest food and cure stagnation and pain. He wrote the prescription and handed it to Zuo Shaoyang: "Get the medicine according to the prescription."

Zhao Sanniang asked, "What kind of disease is this?"

"Well..." Zuo Gui pondered for a moment and said, "You have stomach pain, vomiting sour water, nausea and anorexia. This is a syndrome of stagnation of the stomach when you eat!"

"But you haven't looked at me yet, nor did you ask me how to do it carefully, whether it's a labor pain, a stinging pain or a faint pain. How did you know this is the symptom?"

Zuo Gui felt a little hot on his face. The rent incident made him extremely depressed. In addition, his son fell and a long scar on the back of his head. Although he had somehow healed, he didn't know if he had suffered internal injuries. The landlord forced the rent and didn't bother to check it carefully. He heard his son say that the other party's main symptoms were revealed. The other party had already agreed. In a mess, he prescribed a prescription according to this symptom, and even forgot to ask for a look at the tongue. However, naturally he could not admit it in front of the patient, let alone make up for it. He could only make up for it. Fortunately, he couldn't see blushing under the dim light, so it was okay. He coughed lightly and said, "Your disease is nothing big, you can determine it without looking at the tongue."

Zhao Sanniang was half-believing and half-doubted: "Is that true?"

"Don't worry, after taking my medicine, your illness will be cured. -Don't you like to eat hawthorn?"

"Yes, I love to eat hawthorn the most. I eat it if I have anything or not. I heard that this hawthorn can help you to get an appetite. I have a bad appetite. Only after eating hawthorn can I eat it."

"That's right. The second flavor in my medicine is hawthorn or monarch. You must like to take it!"

"Is that so? So be fine! Then get the medicine, I have to go back to have a meal!"

"Okay, but you have to take some medicine for your illness."

"Okay, it's enough to get a dozen or so. I'm too lazy to run away. Besides, if you can't pay the rent on New Year's Eve, I'll have to ask someone else to prescribe a prescription and get medicine. Trouble! Let you make money, just prescribe more at once."

When they were talking, after hearing what his father Zuo Gui said about taking medicine, Zuo Shaoyang quickly picked up the prescription and looked at it. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly. Now he understood why their pharmacy business is so light. Zhao Sanniang used hawthorn as snacks and ate it randomly before and after meals, which resulted in gastric ulcers. Although he had not yet been asked about the diagnosis and pulse, Zuo Shaoyang had already confirmed the cause of her disease, and the corresponding prescription was also available. No matter what the final diagnosis was, it should be a stomach-nourishment. But my father Zuo Gui diagnosed it as a stomach-dampering syndrome, which is completely different. One of the main complaints of the patient was anorexia. How could he even stagnate the stomach with diet? Moreover, the prescription used hawthorn more frequently, which is not a worse injury. It means that my father didn't know the cause of this disease at all.

Zuo Shaoyang could not directly say that this prescription was not only wrong, but also aggravated the condition. Then my father had no face at all. Before traveling through time, because he did not have the face of Director Gu Quanwang, he couldn't hold on and ran to quarrel with him. Now he is my father. If he says that, even if the disease is cured, the sign of Guizhitang would be smashed.

Zuo Gui glared at Zuo Shaoyang and said, "Why haven't you been taking medicine yet?"

"Oh!" Zuo Shaoyang took the prescription and walked towards the counter.

Zuo Gui raised his voice and said, "You don't even take the lamp, how can you catch the medicine? What's the matter like losing your soul?"

Zuo Shaoyang came back and took the oil lamp, walked to the counter and put the lamp on it, put the prescription on the counter. After thinking about it, he decided to take the medicine according to his prescription. Anyway, the prescription was not given to the patients, and Zhao Sanniang didn't know what medicine Zuo Gui had prescribed.

After grabbing the medicine, I carried the medicine and took it over and handed it to Zhao Sanniang. Zhao Sanniang asked, "How much is it?"

Zuo Shaoyang looked at Zuo Gui, and Zuo Gui stared at him and said, "Did you not count it just now?"

"I'll count?" In modern social hospitals, the charging office and the pharmacy are separated. Zuo Shaoyang only cares about finding prescriptions to get medicine, regardless of the price issue, so he doesn't have this habit.

"Nonsense! You didn't count it, would you still ask your father to help you calculate the money?"

"Oh!" Zuo Shaoyang returned to the counter and picked up the prescription. He was confused. There was no price on the prescription. He looked around at the counter and didn't see the price list. How could this be calculated?

Fenix ​​hurried over and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know the price of the medicine!" Zuo Shaoyang also whispered.

Huixiang thought his younger brother had not recovered from his amnesia, and his face was full of worry. He turned around and looked at Zuo Gui. Seeing Zuo Gui looking at them, he looked confused. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "The medicine price is written on the medicine cabinet, and it is also in the drawer of the account book below."

Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly held up the oil lamp and checked on the medicine cabinet. Sure enough, the labels on the four legs of the medicine were all written in small words. He thought about it and could not calculate the price according to the price of the prescription he had taken, otherwise his father Zuo Gui knew something was wrong when he heard it, so he had to follow his prescription. He quickly turned around and picked up Zuo Gui's prescription, grabbed two medicines first, and suddenly it got stuck. There was one medicine that didn't recognize. You know, there were tens of thousands of Chinese medicines, and no one could remember them all. It would be great to remember hundreds of medicines that he usually used. It was normal not to know. He took the prescription and glanced at the label on the medicine cabinet in a daze, searching slowly, but there were hundreds of medicines that could be found in a short time.

"So what's wrong?" Zuo Gui asked in a raised voice.

"No..., nothing." Zuo Shaoyang continued to search for it, feeling anxious, and it became even slower to search for it one by one.

Fenix ​​was anxious and hurried into the medicine counter and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Zuo Shaoyang handed the prescription to fennel, pointed to a medicine above to "Shi Gu", and whispered: "Where is this medicine 'Shi Gu'?

Anise pointed his hand: "Where is it!"

Zuo Shaoyang went over and saw that the word "Shi Gu" was written on it. He pulled the medicine and took a look. He was really amused and laughed. This Shi Gu was actually the common medicine for warming and replacing cold phlegm.

The names of traditional Chinese medicine were very chaotic in ancient times. The same medicine often had several or even dozens of names. Drugs with different names were also very common. After modern Chinese medicine issued the pharmacopoeia, the names of medicines were unified. Hospital doctors generally used the formal names stipulated in the pharmacopoeia when they were prescribed. When Zuo Shaoyang was studying, he also learned the formal names. As common sense, he also understood some commonly used alias, such as Pinellia, which was called "diwen" or "shuiyu" in "Shennong Bencao Jing". Zuo Shaoyang knew that the alias "Shigu" appeared in the "Famous Doctors' Bielu" in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. In addition, there were more than a dozen alias. Where did Zuo Shaoyang remember so much, so he naturally didn't know. However, he immediately recognized the medicinal materials, even though they were prepared decoctions.

After finding the price of the medicine, Zuo Shaoyang wrote it with a brush. In ancient times, there was no computer, and a calculator helped you settle the score, so he had to do it himself. He found a piece of kraft paper and saw an inkstone on the table. There was a brush on the pen holder. He lifted it and wanted to write it, but the tip of the pen was frozen. I remembered that my father Zuo Gui had a pen on the table. He was writing a prescription just now, so he hurried over to get the brush.

"What are you doing with a pen?" Zuo Gui stared at him with wide eyes.

"Calling the accounts!"

"Calling accounts? Use a pen to settle accounts?" Zuo Gui said dumbfounded, "How do you settle accounts with a pen?"
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