Chapter 282: Blood stasis

Song Sanqian’s slender eyes were swept in his hands on the pale yellow rice paper. The words on the paper were written by charcoal sticks, which were quite different from those written by pens and inks. This reminded him of what Meng Gongzi had seen him before. Zhang Yaofang, the writing is very similar, the same charcoal.
He looked up and looked at the men and women standing in front of the counter. The male was tall and handsome, and his temperament was extraordinary. The woman was petite and pretty, and she was very delicate.
Song Sanqian’s gaze swept back to the prescription in his hand,
莪术, 三棱, 水蛭, pangolin?
He looked up and looked at the men and women in front of him, and asked:
This scorpion, three ribs are blood-activating drugs, but this leeches And pangolin, what is it for?"
Bai Yudao: "Nature is also the use of blood circulation, Song Dafu, I know that in this Qingyuan town, where can I buy these four herbs?"
Song Sanqian shook his head: "I bought this four-flavored medicine in Qingyuan Town. I went to Kyoto three years ago. I have seen otters and pangolins in the big pharmacy in Kyoto. I have never seen Qingyuan Town.

Doctors who have good medical skills go to Kyoto or other big towns to make a living. Who will stay in a border town like Qingyuan? Without a good doctor, naturally there will not be a complete set of medicines.
Bai Hao has already guessed this result. He was disappointed and sighed. He reached out and took back his prescription. He said to the Song Dynasty doctor and the treasurer: "If you can’t buy it, you can only find another way." Fortunately, it is still autumn. The otter went to the pond and the paddy field to find it, but still can find it.
As for pangolins, you can only go down to Yingshan.
She didn't want to go to Yingshan again in her life, but Hu Feng's illness is the best time to treat. She can't give up because of her fear.
Seeing that the two arrested the scorpion, the three ribs, the two drugs were about to go. Song Dafu stopped them before they caught up: "Girl, Song has something to ask."
Bai Yan raised an eyebrow: "Song Dafu please say."
Song Sanqian pointed to the prescription in her hand: "I don't know the girl in the hands of the girl, which doctor is driving?"
Bai Yan asked: "What do you ask this?"
Song Sanqian smiled and looked a little stunned: "This is the case. I have seen a prescription before. The above handwriting is very similar to this, and the formula is very good. I always wanted to see the high man." But it has always been unreasonable."
"I saw the girl in this way today, I immediately thought of that person, and I hope that the girl can have a wish in the whole Song."
Is it similar to the handwriting of her prescription?
After she came to the world, the prescriptions written by hand were only written on the face of Meng Nan’s face, or written on the piece of cloth. The Song doctor said, is that the one?
It seems that Meng Nan did not trust her at the time, holding her prescription to find this Song doctor.
Bai Yan smiled: "I also came this chance by chance. Who wrote it? I don't know. I can't help you. I can't help it."
Dr. Song hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I am abrupt, and I ask the girl to be strange."
When he saw his politeness, he was so courteous and courteous, and she was very impressed with her. Then she added another sentence: "When Song Dafu just entered the door, his face was not very good. Could it be that he was not going to see the doctor today?"
Asked about the diagnosis, Song Dafu’s face became very difficult to see immediately. He sighed and said:
Gu Xiaoxian’s little son, dyed the cold, and the scorpion coughed. I refused to eat the medicine I opened. Bitter, this disease is always not good, the county magistrate and the lady are distressed by the son, this I can understand, but this disease is not good, not my medical skills can not, is their son refused to take medicine, what do you do with me? Will be good to me It’s really awkward to swear by the doctor, and the doctor’s money is not willing to give it.