"Dr. Yang, are you sure?"

Millsap originally did not dare to question Yang Yunfan's medical skills, but what Yang Yunfan said was really unreliable. He couldn't help it anymore and said: "Is this black plum soup really effective? Or is it that you have something unique?

The recipe?”

"It's not a unique formula. Migraines like yours have been recorded very early in the history of traditional Chinese medicine in China. The formula of black plum soup I used came from Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" written by Zhang Zhongjing of the Eastern Han Dynasty two thousand years ago.

Two thousand years of verification, it is very effective.”

Yang Yunfan paused, then felt Millsap's pulse and looked at his tongue coating.

His tongue coating is slightly thin and yellow but not particularly dry, and his pulse is thin and thready but not numerous.

Yang Yunfan knew it well and said: "To be honest, your physical condition is quite complicated. There are cold and heat in the body. If you use black plum soup, you will have to drink it for about a month to get better."

"Cold or hot? No. Usually when I have a headache, I feel cold all over and sweat. I don't feel hot." Millsap shook his head strangely. He couldn't understand Yang Yunfan's words.

Could this Yang Yunfan have gained a reputation in vain?

However, that's not right either.

He cured Legolas's sister, which has become news this morning. Everyone in England has become interested in Yang Yunfan, a mysterious Chinese medicine doctor from the East. What's more, his research papers on uremia are enough to

Making him the greatest kidney expert in the world today.

Such a miracle doctor needs status and reputation, and it seems that he does not need to use himself to gain reputation.

"You don't understand the meaning of cold and heat. Let me explain it to you."

Yang Yunfan drank a cup of tea, leaned on the sofa, and then said slowly: "When you were sick, did your body feel cold? This means there is cold in the body."

Hearing this, Millsap nodded and said, "I understand the cold aspect. What about the heat? What are you referring to?"

Yang Yunfan smiled and said: "After you got sick, were you upset and couldn't sleep well? This means there is heat in your body."

"So, heat refers to the heat in the heart? There is some truth to it." Millsap nodded and understood.

Being unable to sleep at night really made him very agitated. Once he became agitated, there would be a surge of heat from his back. Even if he was covered with a thin cup, he still felt hot.

Seeing that Millsap did not refute anything, Yang Yunfan smiled and continued: "Your symptoms are very similar to the Jueyin headache recorded in our Chinese medical book "Treatise on Febrile Diseases". They are also a mixture of cold and heat, and a mixture of deficiency and excess.

It’s rather confusing.”

Headaches, especially pain on the left side, are mostly due to insufficient liver blood. Migraines are mostly related to Shaoyang. Generally, the course of the disease is long and difficult to cure. The disease is also related to "blood stasis" and "collateral". Treatment is to clear the air.

It is best to treat stagnation of fire in the liver and gallbladder.

However, Millsap himself has some physical deficiencies, and treatment requires not only purging liver stagnation, but also warming and tonic.

Yang Yunfan thought for a while and wrote down a prescription: "10g of Zhifu tablets, 3g of cinnamon, 5g of ginger, 3g of asarum, 3g of Sichuan pepper, 5g of coptis, 5g of Phellodendri, 10g of Codonopsis pilosula, 10g of Chinese angelica, and 10g of black plum."

At the same time, Yang Yunfan fumbled for a while from a small medicine box he carried with him and took out several small paper bags like tea bags.

He wrote English on the paper bag so that Millsap could clearly identify the medicinal materials.

Then, he took out the packages of these medicinal materials, placed them on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, and said: "Let people fry these medicines for half an hour, and then you can drink them after they are cooked."

As he said that, Yang Yunfan pointed to one of the paper bags and said, "By the way, this preparation needs to be fried for half an hour. When it is completely cooked, other medicinal materials can be put in and cooked together."

"Dr. Yang, this... our chef may not be very good at cooking. What you said is a bit complicated..." After hearing this, Millsap thought about it carefully and felt that his dark cuisine chef should

He couldn't control these things well, so he looked at Yang Yunfan with a troubled expression.

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan's face twitched. He couldn't even make such a simple decoction?

How do people in England usually eat?

Just toast? Grilled sausage?

Shaking his head speechlessly, Yang Yunfan said helplessly: "Okay. I will help you fry this first medicine with my own hands. You can ask your servants to watch me fry it. It's very simple. You can do it after just one look.

Got it. In addition, you need to drink this potion for a month to recover, and I don’t have that many medicinal materials stored. However, with your channels, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to buy some Chinese medicine, right?"

Millsap nodded with a smile and said, "Of course that's no problem! I know a Chinese businessman. His family is engaged in the medicinal materials business. I can ask him for some."

"That's good."

Yang Yunfan nodded, stood up and said, "Then, take me to the kitchen at your home?"

"Dr. Yang, please come this way!" Hearing this, Millsap stood up excitedly.

He has now changed his view on Yang Yunfan.

He feels that doctor Yang Yunfan is very reliable!

In England, there will be no doctors showing you how they make medicine.

Because this involves privacy and business secrets. Especially this kind of secret formula, it must be controlled by the core team. Anyone who leaks it will be hunted down by interest groups to the ends of the earth.

Yang Yunfan can be so careless. Millsap feels that as a "friend", yes, now he feels that Yang Yunfan is a very good friend. Yang Yunfan can openly hand over such a precious secret recipe to himself, but he cannot let his friend

interests are harmed.

He thought for a while and said, "Doctor Yang, can I fry this medicine myself? I hope to control my destiny in my own hands."

Yang Yunfan glanced at him strangely, feeling that he was thinking a little too much. Isn't it just a prescription for black plum soup? What is fate or not? Foreigners just know how to make trouble.

However, he had no reason to disagree and nodded: "It should be possible. This is not a difficult thing."

"Great!" Millsap was very happy after hearing this.

He took Yang Yunfan to their luxurious kitchen. It can be said that this kitchen is almost like a chemical laboratory, with measuring cylinders, beakers, thermometers, stopwatches, everything. Perhaps the English treat cooking as an experiment! So, they

People in this country often eat dark food.
Chapter completed!