Chapter 1232 - 388: Strange Iron Plate_2
"Yanyan, your potion crafting skills are getting better and better, and the effects are no worse than those of Old Man Du’s. Why not make more and put some up for sale at Old Man Du’s clinic, or even open your own pharmacy, specializing in the potions you craft?" Seeing Mo Yan skillfully crafting the Foetus-Sustaining Pill, Xue Tuanzi came up with an idea for her.
The reason Mo Yan’s potion crafting skills had improved was not because she was particularly gifted and learned quickly, but because the Space provided a continuous supply of medicinal materials. The medicinal herbs in the medicinal field had also been harvested once. With so many medicinal materials available to work with day in day out, she couldn’t help but get better.
Seeing that the decoction in the pot was about ready, Mo Yan moved the pot from the stove to the rack. While waiting for it to cool, she began mixing the medicine powder and replied, "The efficacy of the medicine pills is limited; they’re usually used for emergencies, but their risk is not small. For example, some people might be allergic to certain ingredients in the pill and inadvertently buy and consume it, causing problems, which can be quite troublesome."
Medicine pills are so convenient. Apart from needing careful attention in terms of matching the ingredients, there isn’t much technical difficulty. But why do clinics and pharmacies still primarily sell raw medicinal materials? Because each person’s constitution is different, the same disease might require different medications, yet the same pill would be identical for everyone. This could lead to some people finding it effective, while others might find it useless.
If the latter happens, it can delay the patient’s treatment. Out of ten people, at least six might experience this issue. Over time, who would still do business with such a pharmacy? Unless it sells emergency fever-reducing or health-maintaining pills, it might as well wait to go out of business!
Noticing the decoction had cooled enough, Mo Yan slowly poured it into the prepared medicinal powder, stirring evenly with a wooden spoon, "So a pharmacy can be opened, but the pills sold there shouldn’t primarily aim to cure diseases. For example, the kind of pills I gave to Sister Lan would be good, as would these Foetus-Sustaining Pills. It’s just that the ingredients are too expensive; the cost for just one pill is two taels of silver, which not many people can afford!"
Xue Tuanzi thought about the peculiar effects of "that kind of pill," and it shivered all over. They had captured animals from the breeding area for experiments to test the pills’ efficacy when the first batch was ready.