Chapter 454: The secret recipe is spread all over the world, why should you keep it secret from your own people? (Additional updates with monthly pass)
Then Fang Yan and the others came to the locker room here.
He asked the second senior brother Ding Jian to take off his clothes, and then Fang Yan started to apply the plaster on him.
During the time since the injury, the muscles on the second senior brother's body had obviously atrophied.
It's the kind of shrinkage that's visible to the naked eye.
In the past, Ding Jian's muscles could be seen, but now what we can see is more the shape of the bones on his body.
The whole person has lost weight.
So it's no wonder that he hurried here as soon as he could get off the ground.
An extra day of lying down means more days of recovery are needed.
If you stand up and exercise, you might lose less muscle.
"I made you laugh." Ding Jian felt a little embarrassed about his current body.
You must know that there are some older old men in this martial arts team. They were boxing with their shirtless upper bodies just now, and their figures are much better than Ding Jian's current condition.
Only Deng Nanxing, who has never practiced martial arts, feels that Ding Jian's current condition is not bad. His muscles are still in such condition after lying down for so long, which is already very good.
If it were him, he would be all skinny now.
Tang Maoqian said with great experience:
"The loss is within an acceptable range. After the bones have fully recovered and a few months of training, we should be able to return to our previous appearance."
Xiao Li also comforted Ding Jian thoughtfully:
"Yes, Master, you don't have to worry too much."
Fang Yan said to Ding Jian:
"At that time, I will get you some medicine and dietary therapy to help you recover as soon as possible."
Other people's words are at most comforting, while dialect's words are concrete ways to help.
Sure enough, after hearing Fang Yan's words, Ding Jian's eyes suddenly lit up.
His eyes, which had been dull just now, suddenly became energetic. He still quite trusted Fang Yan's medical skills.
As long as he says this, he will definitely be able to come up with the corresponding method.
This is my junior brother's reputation.
At this time, Fang Yan tore off a piece of plaster and touched it with his hand. He found that it was frozen hard and not sticky at all.
But it had to be baked before it could be put on, so I asked:
"Which of you has a lighter on you? Or someone go get a fire."
"Me." Deng Nanxing stood up immediately and took out his lighter.
"Are you still smoking?" Fang Yan asked Deng Nanxing, looking at the exquisite lighter.
Deng Nanxing said:
"I'm not addicted."
Fang Yan smiled, then lit the lighter and heated the plaster.
After the ointment softened, Fang Yan aimed at Ding Jian's back and applied it.
"Is the temperature suitable?"
Fang Yan asked him.
"It's appropriate!" Ding Jian nodded.
Then the dialect started to stick to him in other places.
After a while, the places where he had been injured were covered with plaster.
After Ding Jian put it on, he twisted his body and said in surprise:
"It's strange. Once I put it on, it doesn't hurt anymore. It even feels a little numb."
"The effect is so obvious?" Tang Maoqian was surprised.
The effect is too harsh.
Dialect explained:
"There is asarum in it, which can analgesia, sedation, dilation of blood vessels, anti-inflammatory, antipyretic, and has local anesthetic effects."
"In addition, there are Aconitum aconitum, Aconitum zebra, and Aconitum vulgaris. These are also powerful medicines that dispel cold, warm yang, and relieve pain."
Deng Nanxing reminded:
"This plaster contains several highly toxic medicinal materials. Don't let children touch the unused ones."
Dialect nodded:
"Yes, he is right."
"Although the toxicity has been reduced after processing, it is still poisonous."
"It can only be applied externally and not put into the mouth."
Ding Jian said:
"It's okay. I still have a few more stickers. I'll take them to my senior brother later." "We don't have any ignorant children at home anymore, so don't worry about these."
He put on his clothes and felt satisfied.
Now I feel as if I am back to normal.
A smile bloomed on his face and he said to the dialect:
"I feel like I'm completely healed after applying it. Except for a little numbness on my body, I don't feel any pain at all."
Fang Yan reminded him:
"Don't be in a hurry to train. Just because you don't have pain now doesn't mean you're healed."
Ding Jian responded:
"Of course I know this...that's all I'm saying."
Tang Maoqian on the other side saw that Ding Jian, who had been walking out of shape before, immediately seemed to have changed his body after applying the plaster. He said in surprise:
“This medicine is really powerful!”
The martial arts coaches of various schools here have no shortage of secret recipes for bruises and injuries.
But compared with this Yingyi bone ointment, it seems like a joke.
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This pain disappears as soon as it is applied, and it is simply more intense than taking Western medicine painkillers.
He immediately said to Ding Jian:
"Old Ding, I think we should go to the team to discuss and ask the leaders to get some tiger leg bones. Although it is a bit difficult, we can get some and prepare some plasters for later use."
"We don't care about other sports schools. We should have no problem using our own three-thirds of an acre."
Ding Jian heard Tang Maoqian's words and responded:
"Then you have to say it. You are a member of the overseas delegation this time, and the superiors will definitely care more about your opinions."
Fang Yan took over the conversation and said to Tang Maoqian:
"Yes, I said you should prepare some when you go abroad."
Tang Maoqian nodded. This is a big flag. If it is not used at this time, it will become invalid when it expires.
Then he pulled Ding Jian and said:
"But Old Ding, you have to be my witness! Now you are a living sign."
"They know your situation. If you just take a few steps in front of them now, it will be more effective than me saying a lot."
Ding Jian nodded repeatedly after hearing this:
"Okay, okay, I'll be your witness."
Tang Maoqian asked:
"Then let's go now?"
Ding Jian said:
"Let's go without further ado."
After saying that, the two of them went to see the leader in a hurry, and they had to get some tiger leg bones back.
Tang Maoqian took two steps, turned around, and asked Fang Yan:
"By the way, Junior Brother Fang, after we get the tiger leg bone, can we prepare it ourselves? If there are any other difficult materials, please tell us."
Fang Yan took out his pen and handwriting notebook and said:
"I'll write you the materials and preparation methods directly. Many of you here come from martial arts families, so making a plaster shouldn't be a problem."
Tang Maoqian said with some surprise:
"Is...is this good? Is this a secret recipe?"
Dialect said:
"No problem, those secret recipes will be printed into a book in the future and then distributed so that everyone in our country can read it."
"In fact, this is no longer a secret recipe."
"Fangzi, Xiaoguizi and Xiaobangzi knew about it four hundred years ago, so the secret should also be targeted at them."
"Since they all know it, there is no use keeping it secret. It is better to bring it out so that more patients in our country can benefit and more Chinese medicine practitioners can master it."
Some veteran Chinese medicine practitioners would rather put some techniques and prescriptions in the coffin than publish them.
This idea is actually wrong.
At least not right now.
Moreover, these prescriptions have been spread all over the world, and it is even more meaningless for me to guard against my compatriots at home.
In the past, the secret recipe was about being passed down in an orderly manner, but now this method no longer applies. You have to take out what you can, and hiding it will only harm your own industry in the end.
This cannot protect the interests of traditional Chinese medicine, but rather allows others to gain power.
There is no need to engage in internal fighting now.
PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe you 22,000 words.
(End of chapter)