“Are these the most special herbs?” Fang Qiu asked, pointing at the strange herbs in front of him.

These herbs looked very strange. At first glance, they were like ordinary grass, but the leaves were closed like folding fans, with a crack in the middle. And the crack appeared red and blue, which was quite beautiful.

“Yes.” The old man patted Fang Qiu on the shoulder, signaling to Fang Qiu to put him down from his back. Standing on the ground, he said, “In the basket, the red herbs are called Everlasting Red, the yellow ones are called Light Yellow, and the green ones are called Lotus Heart.

“What you are looking at now is the most special in the prescription, Morning Flowers. Every morning, when the sun is shining, they look colorful with dew on them, like bright-colored flowers, so we call them Morning Flowers.”

Hearing this, Fang Qiu understood and nodded.

Then, he immediately took out his mobile phone to read the map. He checked the longitude and latitude of this area.

By comparison, he found that the Morning Flower happened to be similar to the Desert Cistanche.

“I wonder how effective these Morning Flowers are,” Fang Qiu murmured to himself.

If the efficacy of Morning Flowers was the same as that of Desert Cistanches, it would be a good substitute.

“Not only those in front of you, but all that you can see are Morning Flowers.” The old man raised his hand and pointed ahead.

“There are so many.” Fang Qiu nodded. Then he asked curiously, “Why are you so sure that I would fail to find them if you wouldn’t bring me here?”

“Because Morning Flowers are too ordinary.” The old man shook his head. Then he added with a smile, “They look like ordinary weeds, unlike any other medicinal herb. They are so ordinary that people always ignore them.”

Fang Qiu smiled.

He had a book given by the highly-skilled doctor Mr. Yang. In terms of herbal medicine, Fang Qiu was accomplished. Even if he had never seen Morning Flowers before, as long as he looked for it heartily, he would deduce what it looked like.

However, if he helped the old patriarch, not only could he save a few lives, but also he could find these herbs more quickly and easily. Therefore, Fang Qiu was glad to do it.

Looking at the large group of Morning Flowers, Fang Qiu was also very happy.

To him, the more Morning Flowers there were, the better.

The more herbs there were, the lower the cost of treating malaria would be!

Noticing that the old man had begun to pick them, Fang Qiu did not hesitate and immediately helped him. Soon, he collected enough Morning Flowers.

Then, Fang Qiu drove the old man back to his tribe.

However, as soon as they returned to the tribe, he heard kinds of anxious and painful voices from the tribe.

Getting off the car, Fang Qiu looked at the tribe and asked with a puzzled face, “What’s going on?”

He could do nothing since he couldn’t understand their language at all, but he could hear the panic in their voices.

“Oh no.” Hearing the urgent voices from the tribe, the old patriarch immediately carried his basket and rushed into the tribe as soon as he got out of the car, followed by Fang Qiu.

They came to a stone house.

Fang Qiu saw a layer of stones on the ground at the back of the room. There was a thick pile of straw on the stones, like a bed. Now a man was lying on this straw bed, tossing and turning. He was drenched with sweat and his eyes were fully bloodshot. He was in great pain.

“Malaria!” Fang Qiu was shocked.

Unexpectedly, someone in the tribe was infected with malaria.

No wonder when they were picking the herbs just now, the old man said that it would be good if malaria could be cured since there would be hope for the tribe.

Of course, the old patriarch, who had been to the outside world, knew that there was a high infection rate of malaria. But they were members of a tribe and would never abandon their tribesmen. Therefore, even if people in the tribe were infected with malaria, he would not leave them. However, he had always been worried. He feared that the tribe would be destroyed by him because of the infection.

“It’s… it’s malaria.” The old patriarch was so nervous that he was like a deer in the headlights when he saw the attack of malaria on his tribesman. He asked, “What should I do? What should I do?”

As he spoke, he suddenly look at Fang Qiu.

“Well, you are a doctor. You can cure him of malaria.” The old patriarch immediately looked at Fang Qiu pleadingly. He said, “Please help my tribesman. I beg you to save him and our tribe.”

As he spoke, the old patriarch was about to kneel to Fang Qiu.

“Don’t do that.” Fang Qiu hurriedly reached out to stop him. He said, “You’re right. I’m a doctor. It’s my responsibility to save people and you don’t have to beg me. I will save each patient in front of me.”

After that, Fang Qiu immediately went over to the patient and checked his body.

However, since he came here in a hurry, Fang Qiu didn’t bring Dark Plum Pills with him, and therefore, he couldn’t directly treat the patient with the medicine.

“Here’s no medicine, then…” Fang Qiu frowned and thought about it carefully, and then his eyes suddenly brightened.

“Acupuncture!”

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Without any medicine, the only treatment that Fang Qiu could think of now was acupuncture.

Although he didn’t bring silver needles with him, he had learned how to use internal Qi as needles long ago, and he could even operate on patients across their bodies. Wasn’t it simple by using internal Qi as needles?

What was more, a patient with malaria was sent to Fang Qiu in Jiangjing Chinese Medicine Hospital before. At that time, he cured the patient with acupuncture, so he was experienced in the treatment.

After gently pressing his hand on the patient’s body and calming down the patient who was tossing and turning in pain, Fang Qiu immediately activated his internal Qi and injected it into the patient’s body.

His internal Qi became needles.

Mainly using the Governing Meridian and the Shaoyang point, he regulated the Governing Meridian and eased the Shaoyang point!

The treatment methods were applied to the Dazhui, Taodao, Houxi, Jianshi, Yemen, and Zulinqi points.

The methods of using matching acupoints were heating the Quchi point, relieving diarrhea with filiform needles, treating the abdominal mass of malaria with the Zhangmen point, and inserting needles at the Pigen point. If the patient was suffering from high fever and dizziness, pressing the Twelve Well-points to bleed was needed.

With Fang Qiu’s pacification, the patient gradually quieted down.

Then, he controlled his internal Qi and began to give the needle treatment.

In fact, the so-called method of internal Qi needles did not turn internal Qi into needles inserted at the points. Instead, it directly stimulated the targeted acupoints with internal Qi, which could achieve the same effect as real acupuncture.

With Fang Qiu’s treatment, finally, the patient was in less pain. Previously, he felt very uncomfortable, violently tossing and turning. But now, with Fang Qiu’s treatment, he could feel some special changes inside his body as if there was a flow of Qi wandering. Quickly, with this flow of Qi, the condition of the patient’s body was improved.

Soon, the treatment was over.

“That’s it.” Fang Qiu took back his hands. He heaved a sigh of relief and said, “He’s recovered.”

Hearing this, the old patriarch walked over to them quickly with a puzzled face and patted the patient lying on the straw bed.

“Hmm?” The patient slowly opened his eyes. He reached out to touch his chest and his whole body. Then he immediately opened his mouth and said a bunch of words that Fang Qiu didn’t understand at all. As he spoke, the patient became extremely excited and surprised. He directly stood up and danced with joy.

Fang Qiu couldn’t understand what he meant, but the old patriarch and the others could.

As the patient’s voice was heard by others, everyone in the tribe, including the old patriarch, cheered wildly and excitedly.

“He’s cured. He’s completely cured,” the old patriarch said to Fang Qiu after turning his head excitedly. “He told me that all his physical symptoms had disappeared as if he had never been ill and that he felt that he was stronger than ever before.”

Hearing this, Fang Qiu exclaimed, “Awesome!”

The physiques of the primitive tribesmen were much better than those of people in the city. They could stand up and jump up and down as soon as they were cured.

At this moment, “Hooray, hooray, hooray…” the others suddenly began shouting as if they were holding a ceremony.

After shouting for a while, a group of people suddenly swarmed around Fang Qiu and lifted him, cheering loudly.

Fang Qiu cooperated with them, smiling.

When they cheered for a long time, the old patriarch hurriedly asked them to put Fang Qiu down and pulled him out of the room.

“Your treatment is amazing. You cured malaria in just a few minutes. I admire you very much,” the old patriarch first praised Fang Qiu. Then he added, “If it’s possible, I beg you to teach us the method of treating malaria so that our tribe can exist forever. We can give you whatever you want!”

Fang Qiu shook his head.

“Why?” The old patriarch immediately became anxious. In his view, that Fang Qiu shook his head meant that he was unwilling to teach him the treatment method. Therefore, he immediately grabbed Fang Qiu’s arm and said eagerly, “We can give you anything you want, as long as you ask for it. As long as there’s something our tribe can do for you, we will do it. We just want you to teach us this method!”

“It’s not that I don’t want to teach.” Fang Qiu shook his head. Then he explained, “It’s because you can’t learn it.”

“We can’t learn it?” The old patriarch was puzzled.

Without more talks, he directly reached out to grab the old patriarch’s hand and transferred a flow of internal Qi into his body. The old patriarch immediately felt it.

“This, this…?” The old patriarch looked at Fang Qiu in shock. He asked, “Does it need cultivation?”

“Yes.” Although he didn’t know how the old patriarch knew the word “cultivation”, Fang Qiu nodded with certainty. Then he said, “This is one of our Huaxia’s cultivation methods. You can’t learn it.”

The old patriarch was very disappointed.

At first, he thought that he would be able to learn a method that could treat malaria so that the tribe could continue existing, but he didn’t expect this result.

“However, this time, I’m here to wipe out malaria,” Fang Qiu said. “Although you can’t learn my treatment method, as long as I develop a medicine that can cure malaria, you can no longer be troubled by it, right?”

“You mean, those herbs?” The old patriarch asked.

“Yes.” Fang Qiu nodded. Then he said, “The hope of curing malaria is in that basket of herbs.”

“Alas!” The old patriarch let out a long sigh and said, “We’ve been using these herbs to cure malaria for a long time, but sometimes, they are ineffective. Even when they are effective, they can’t completely cure it. So… there’s not much hope.”

“How will I know whether they are effective without a try?” Fang Qiu shook his head with a smile. He found the basket full of herbs and began to produce the drugs by himself.

The old patriarch watched him curiously. But no matter how he observed, he couldn’t understand what Fang Qiu was doing.