Heading to the Village
A bland diet meant avoiding spicy food. Otherwise, eat meat when you should eat meat and fish when you should eat fish. It didn't mean insisting on nothing but plain congee and pickles.
If you weren't getting enough protein and carbohydrates, then talking about speeding up recovery was just nonsense.
"Oh, I see!"
The portly patient looked as if a light had dawned on him and immediately perked up. Then he scratched his belly, neck, and face, leaving a string of alarming red, swollen welts. It was a frightening sight.
This was a normal skin allergy. The skin couldn't take any irritation; scratch it, and it would quickly become a ghastly mess.
If he kept scratching, he wouldn't be able to show his face for at least two hours. He'd scare the little kids half to death.
Li Bai sighed, tapped a few keys on the computer, and said, "I'll prescribe a box of Clarithromycin. Go pick it up yourself. Take just one pill. If you have another allergic reaction, or a severe reaction from allergic rhinitis, you can take one pill once a day. No more than four times in a week. This medicine damages your kidneys and drains your vitality."
Clarithromycin tablets were an over-the-counter medicine, and he was still authorized to prescribe common drugs like this. They could control the allergic reaction, but had no actual therapeutic effect. It was fine not to take anything, really, but the patient looked so miserable.
He'd prescribed a pack of six. As for the price, even though it was cheap, it still made your heart ache. And it was the cheapest brand, too. Each pill was tiny, no bigger than a mung bean, and 99% cornstarch. Even so, one pill cost as much as an egg.