Dong Zhao heard the voice and wanted to go over to see what was going on over there. Jiang Ping didn't know what the prince was thinking, so he just blocked his way.
Dong Zhao frowned, and a cold light flashed through his eyes. Jiang Ping was startled and hurriedly ran away, looking at Dong Zhao's back. Although these two masters were not easy to get along with, they were not easy to get along with either.
As for reaching this point.
What exactly is going on?
Yang Mo doesn't know how to explain the problem of cerebrospinal fluid rhinorrhoea. This is where traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are completely incompatible. There is no way to use traditional Chinese medicine to make the transition. "It is a fluid that exists in the human head, not the brain." Cerebrospinal fluid
It's not the brain.
"What is the thing in the human head other than the brain? The brain is the home of the soul. If, as Miss Yang said, the brain has flowed out of the nose, then the soul is no longer there, and the person will be stupid when he is rescued." Ding
The imperial doctor next to Ke couldn't help but retort.
These two sentences attracted all the leaving imperial doctors. The woman who had been persuaded by Mrs. Wu just now was stunned for a moment and burst into tears. "Miss Yang, are you saying that my man is hopeless?"
According to this explanation, Yang Mo was about to tie herself to a pillar and burn her to death, but it was actually understood that her soul and soul were flowing out of her nose... According to ancient theories, people are not the same as dead.
.
This is common sense to modern people, but it was so difficult to explain in ancient times.
"The Lingshu Hai Lun says that the brain is the sea of marrow. How should we explain the so-called sea of marrow? Is the brain a fluid or a solid object?"
As soon as Yang Mo finished speaking, everyone started talking.
Yang Mo took a deep breath. She also wanted to know what the records from ancient times to the present said about the human brain. In the ancient books that Yang Molan had not read many times, she could find not many words about the brain.
"The sea of marrow is naturally juice," one of them said.
Yang Mo said: "Then please shake your head. If it is juice, then everything should be chaotic."
"It should be similar to those livestock...it's a solid object." Finally someone boldly expressed his opinion.
Yang Mo then retorted, "If it is a solid object, every time you shake your head, wouldn't your brain hit your head and inevitably be damaged? So there must be a layer of juice covering the solid object to protect the brain. I'm talking about that layer of juice
.Since we are talking about livestock, there should be those juices in the brains of livestock.”
Immediately, several young doctors nodded.
"This is a strong argument." Most people said disdainfully.
"What you say is clear and logical, but it's not just talk."
It was impossible for Yang Mo to refute thousands of years of culture in just a few words. She raised her head and looked at Doctor Ding, "Then what do you think this is? If it's blood, why doesn't it scab?"
What is it? Many things cannot be explained in words. Doctor Ding suddenly thought of something that could not be mentioned to outsiders. He and his mentor once cut open a person to examine it, although at that time they were afraid that people would find out and panic.
, but he still remembers many things clearly. The human brain... seems to be what Miss Yang said. Could it be that the Yang family has done such things in private, so future generations will know so much.
While he was thinking about it, the patient under his eyes suddenly twitched.
The patient suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "It hurts...it hurts me so much." He stretched out his hands to cover his head, and the veins around his eyes popped out, which looked particularly scary.
Seeing that the man was about to jump up from the ground, he almost hit Yang Mo. Thanks to the people around Yang Mo, he stretched out his hands to push the patient down.
Yang Mo raised her head and saw Dong Zhao with a sullen face.
Dong Zhaodao: "Does Dr. Ding have any treatment method?"
Ding Ke reached out to the student next to him and asked for a needle, and pricked the patient's acupuncture point. The patient seemed to calm down a little, but his eyes were still wide and he screamed something incomprehensible.
Yang Mo knew that this was a symptom of the patient's brain damage.
Now there is no better way except acupuncture. Ding Ke has seen similar patients, but in the end there is no good treatment method.
In full view of everyone, Ding Ke shook his head.
"Where's Miss Yang?"
Dong Zhao's voice came and everyone looked at Yang Mo.
This time Yang Mo also lowered his eyes and thought quietly. In modern times, when symptoms of acute increased intracranial pressure occur, drugs to lower intracranial pressure may be used, but they may not be able to correct the current situation in time. The patient is suffering from viral brain disease.
He suffered from arthritis, skull base fracture and cerebrospinal fluid rhinorrhea. "I still have a way, but even if I do it, it may not cure the patient."
Even if he did it, it might not be able to cure the patient. Dong Zhao turned his head and looked at Miss Yang's calm look. It was also a kind of courage to say such words in front of so many people and let others judge.
Sure enough, there were various voices of discussion coming from around.
"After saying so much, it turns out that it can't be cured."
"It's just words. This is not an argument. It's really about saving people."
Ding Ke thought for a while and then said: "It doesn't hurt to try it in this situation now," he said, instructing the students around him, "Prepare paper and pen, and let Miss Yang write the prescription."
Yang Mo shook her head, "I don't want to use herbs, I want to use needles..."
Yang Mo only talked about using needles, and the voices around her suddenly became louder, completely covering up her words.
"Yuan Ding has already performed the acupuncture. Is it possible that Miss Yang still doesn't believe it and wants to do it herself? Even Mr. Bai, the acupuncturist of Ding Yuan, can't match it."
Shen Weiyan, who was next to him, opened and closed his lips a few times, and finally couldn't help but walk to Yang Mo and whispered: "Yuan Ding is a famous national expert who specializes in acupuncture. The needle he used just now must not have such an effect on someone else."
Yang Mo learned acupuncture from Shen Weiyan, and Shen Weiyan knew best how far she had learned it.
Yang Mo shook his head, but before he spoke, Ding Ke had already said: "If Miss Yang has acupuncture prescriptions, I can also help." He is more steady in his approach and knows the direction and depth of needle insertion, so he can achieve better treatment.
Effect.
Ding Ke asked to help regardless of his identity. Yang Mo looked at Ding Ke gratefully and said, "Thank you, Doctor Ding. I really need your help to complete it."
It turned out that the needle was really going to be used. Ding Ke took the needle box from the student's hand and said, "Miss Yang, I just said it doesn't matter."
If acupuncture was really used, she wouldn't have to worry so much about it and hesitate to take action.
Dong Zhao looked at Miss Yang, whose face was a little heavy, and somewhat understood what Miss Yang meant.
"I mean use my needle."
Ding Ke also frowned now, maybe Miss Yang thought his needles were not delicate enough.
Yang Mo looked at the painful patients on the wooden board and the woman lying on the ground crying next to her. In fact, she had been taking risks with her Western medicine treatment. If one day she couldn't explain it clearly in ancient language, she didn't know what would happen.
What consequences, especially this time, she could not explain on the cerebrospinal fluid, how could she treat it in front of so many people.
However, after practicing medicine for so many years, she could not harden her resolve and watched the patients die without making any efforts.
Yang Mo took a deep breath and raised her head to see Dong Zhao's slightly solemn but extremely calm eyes.
Perhaps it was her calm demeanor that gave her courage, "I will use my hollow needle and small bamboo tube to release some of the fluid from the patient's brain. There is too much fluid in the brain, plus the head trauma."
, to allow the fluid to flow out of the nose." There is blood in the cerebrospinal fluid, which proves that there is a small amount of bleeding in the brain. Failure to release some blood will further increase the intracranial pressure.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
Even the wailing woman next to him was frightened into silence by the sudden silence. Her eyes fell on the man on the board, she stood up and rushed towards him regardless.
Yang Mo only felt her sleeves tightening and she was immediately grabbed by someone. The woman began to cry, "Save my man, please save him. Please, please, all the officials."
Yang Mo looked at the woman, "I have a method, but I can't guarantee that I can save the person... But if I don't do it... I won't survive the night at most."
The woman's whole body suddenly collapsed.
"But according to what Miss Yang said, it's possible that people will be put to death now, right?" someone from the Royal Hospital's doctor said.
Releasing cerebrospinal fluid can not only eliminate some viruses and bacteria but also reduce intracranial pressure, but it can also cause brain herniation in patients. Other methods have been used in clinical practice. However, there are currently no drugs or other treatment tools to reduce intracranial pressure.
By using this method, she could still give it a try before the patient's intracranial pressure increased to the point where she could not take action.
"I won't be able to do anything if this continues," Yang Mo looked at the woman, "If you agree, I'll do it. If you don't, I'll use herbal medicine and acupuncture."
The woman just cried and couldn't say anything.
Ding Ke looked down at the patient. Using Miss Yang's method might kill someone, but if he didn't use this method, the patient would die. This patient's condition had reached a point where everyone was helpless.
"What did Miss Yang say?" Ding Ke suddenly asked.
Yang Mo didn't expect that the first person to agree was Imperial Doctor Ding. Before, the Children's Hospital envoys tried their best to stop her.
Having someone nearby to help gave her a little more confidence. Although lumbar puncture was a subject of the clinical operation examination and she had practiced it hundreds of times with teaching aids, she was still afraid of inaccurate needle insertion when facing a real person. Fortunately,
Doctor Ding has made great achievements in acupuncture and will definitely be able to help her.
Yang Mo said: "First carry the person into a clean room outside the Taoist temple. No more than five people can be present in the room. Everyone who enters the room must dress according to my requirements. I also need to make wine, Sichuan pepper, pinellia, boiled
"Pure salt water," he said, looking at Shen Weiyan, "and clean soft cloth and towel."
Shen Weiyan knew these things and hurriedly prepared them.
Ding Ke also asked the students from the Tai Hospital to help. After a while, the house was tidied up, and everyone got dressed again and entered the house.
Yang Mo stepped into the room and looked at Dr. Ding, "We need someone to hold the patient down completely and not move at all, otherwise his life will be in danger."
Doctor Ding nodded and gave some instructions to the students next to him. After a moment, Dong Zhao came into the room.
The patient on the bed was unconscious. It was not easy to hold him down, especially since he couldn't move even half an inch. Fortunately, there were many people in the room. They quickly followed Yang Mo's instructions and turned the patient over to expose his back.
, and curled up his body.
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