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Yi Congxin paused and followed him into the dilapidated temple.

"Grandpa, open your mouth and let me see your throat." She moved closer to the old man, squatted down and spoke slowly.

The old man stared at her without moving.

Yi Congxin lowered her voice and tried to keep her tone calm as she advised, "Grandpa, let me check your tongue and throat and treat you. Once you're cured, you can continue to wait for Zhen to come."

A glimmer of light finally appeared in the old man's dull eyes, and he opened his mouth as he was told.

Yi Congxin felt relieved. It seemed that the old man was not completely crazy and still had moments of clarity.

She seized the opportunity, took a closer look in the bright light, and then gently placed her hand on the old man's wrist, slowly increasing the force and pressing down, then reducing the force a little, and lifting her fingers back to their original position. She repeated this several times with both hands.

The old man didn't move, staring at her movements, as if he was also studying something.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes "observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation". In his previous life, Yi Congxin learned traditional Chinese medicine from his grandparents since he was a child. Although he later studied pharmacy professionally and took over the family business, he never gave up the ability to take the pulse.

It seemed that "asking" was unlikely to be accomplished, but through "looking, smelling, and touching", her guess was basically confirmed.

Yi Congxin started searching around the ruined temple.

After a while, she found a few coral plants. The red little fruits on the tips of the branches were tempting. She plucked one from the center and squeezed it, and a small stream of juice came out of the little red fruit.

ripe.

She cut off the coral reef and then picked a few platycodon grandiflorums with purple flowers to use for anti-inflammatory and expectorant purposes.

Conditions on the mountain are limited, and this is the best treatment option at the moment.

This dilapidated temple is like the old woman's "base". Although the old pots and bowls are scattered around, fortunately they can be used to make medicine.

Yi Congxin wasted no time, picked the fruit leaves and stems, washed and crushed them, and boiled a bowl of medicine in a broken iron pot in the temple.

The old man sat motionless in the corner watching her work.

It was as if some distant memories were evoked, and his eyes passed through Yi Congxin and saw something else.

More than half an hour later, Yi Congxin filtered the medicine and walked up to the old man with a bowl of thick medicine. "Grandpa, drink this and you can continue to wait for Ah Zhen."

The old man raised his head and looked at her.

Yi Congxin thought the old man was worried that he would hurt him, so he couldn't help but explain, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa. This is medicine. It's made from coral grass and platycodon from the mountains. You have asthma, phlegm and dampness blocking your lungs. Western medicine calls this chronic bronchitis. Drinking this will make you feel better."

The old man stared at Yi Congxin blankly, his body stiff.

After a while, he came back to his senses and took the broken bowl from Yi Congxin's hand. The steam from the medicine gently brushed across his old face.

He lowered his eyes and drank the bitter medicine in one gulp.

Somehow, tears welled up in the old man's eyes.

Seeing that the old man finished drinking without making a fuss, Yi Congxin smiled happily at him, "Grandpa is really good. I'll pick a few more for you. Crush them and boil them. Drink two more bowls. Then you won't be choked by phlegm in the future."

He took the empty bowl and was about to stand up when he heard the old man say with certainty: "Nannan, you know medicine."

His tone didn't sound like he was out of his mind at all.

nah nah?

Yi Congxin was stunned.

"Nannan" is the name for little girls in the Shanghai Port area.

Now she was even more certain that the old man was most likely from Shanghai Port.

But this place is tens of thousands of miles away from Shanghai Port. What's wrong with the old man? He ran to the deep mountains thousands of miles away to go crazy.

"Yeah, I know a little bit," she said, though she couldn't figure it out. "I came up the mountain to dig medicinal herbs this time."

The old man lowered his head, coughed twice, and then stood up.

He walked straight to the entrance of the dilapidated temple. Turning around and seeing that Yi Congxin didn't move, he waved to her, indicating that she should carry the basket and follow him.

Yi Congxin looked at him doubtfully. The old man didn't look crazy. She tilted her head, picked up the backpack and followed him.

One old and one young, one in front and one behind, walked further and deeper into the mountains.

The old man didn't say a word along the way. Yi Congxin saw that he looked serious, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The original owner was weak and was exhausted just by climbing the mountain, let alone chatting while climbing.

About half an hour later, the two of them were walking further and further away, and the top of the ruined temple was no longer out of sight. Just when Yi Congxin could no longer hold back his doubts and wanted to speak, he suddenly saw a large patch of Polygonatum multiflorum in front of him.

Yi Congxin's eyes suddenly lit up!

Look at those thick and green stems and leaves of Polygonatum, each one has grown for at least 5 years!

Polygonatum sibiricum is the "Ganoderma lucidum in the earth" in traditional Chinese medicine, and is known as the "surplus food of immortals" by the people.

She was in disbelief, not even bothering to wipe the sweat off her face, and looked at the old man in surprise, "Grandpa, there are so many?!"

Although the old man was sweating profusely, he still looked calm.

Yi Congxin was delighted to see the patch of Polygonatum. She was about to go over and start digging when the old man stopped her.

"Nannan, tell me."

"What?" Yi Congxin was stunned.

"How do I use this?" The old man's tone didn't sound like a madman at all. For some reason, his aura, character, and eyes made him look like an old professor of traditional Chinese medicine!

It's just a casual test to see if stupid students can solve this problem.

Yi Congxin's eyes sparkled, her spirits lifted, and all her fatigue was left behind.

Regardless of whether the old man could understand her or not, she started talking about the medicinal properties and contraindications of Polygonatum odoratum, its chemical composition and preparation methods, and then about ancient medical prescriptions, modern research and clinical applications, without stopping at all.

The old man half-closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back and listened quietly, as if he could understand everything.

When Yi Cong finished speaking with a dry heart, the old man smiled faintly and waved his hand, "Dig!"

"Got it!"

Yi took out the herb-collecting tools from his heart, and in a short while, a basket was neatly filled with Polygonatum.

She tied up the herbs and put away her tools. She looked at the old man with messy gray hair, listening to the wind leisurely. She could no longer contain the strange feeling in her heart. "Grandpa, did you plant this?"

The old man didn't answer her directly. He just looked at her deeply and sighed softly, "Nannan, as long as people don't betray the mountains, the mountains will not betray people."

Yi Congxin didn't expect that the mentally unstable old man would say such profound words. She was silent for a long time before she nodded softly.

She had to go down the mountain to sell medicinal herbs and couldn't stay long, so she respectfully asked, "Grandpa, can I come here to dig again in the future?"

She has tacitly regarded this large piece of Polygonatum as the old man's private property.

The old man glanced at her sideways, his face stern, "Remember the place, next time I won't accompany you, you'll be exhausted."

Yi Congxin chuckled and nodded vigorously.

When going down the mountain, Yi Congxin comprehensively assessed the old man's condition and found that he was still conscious, so he tried to ask about his origins.

As a result, the old man ignored it and just looked at some medicinal plants on the roadside and asked about the medicinal properties and effects of this plant and that plant.