It is not unusual for doctors to conduct experiments on themselves. When Qi Yue was in school, she even saw her classmates practicing injections on themselves, but this could not be compared with what Liu Pucheng did.
They were just practicing their skills, it was harmless, it would only hurt a little bit, but Liu Pucheng was risking his life!
"You're crazy!" Qi Yue shouted in a trembling voice, "Let's not talk about whether it hurts or not, but what if the wound is infected? Is it worth it if I lose my life without finding the medicine? Doctor Liu, I told you, this
The medicine will be made one day, why bother..."
Liu Pucheng smiled and straightened his clothes.
"It's worth it. Even if you can't find it, it proves what kind of things are not available. Later, people will have less choices." He said warmly, "What we are afraid of as healers is not the pain, but the inability to see the way.
My wife has shown us the way, that's good, no matter how many detours we take, we will always make the right path one day."
Qi Yue looked at him and couldn't say anything, she was shocked, excited and full of admiration.
This is a doctor, this is the way of medicine. For doctors like them, being a doctor is not just a profession, but a life.
She looked down at the porcelain bottle of medicine handed over by Liu Pucheng.
I remembered reading in the book that Li Shizhen tasted all kinds of herbs before making anesthetics, and was almost killed by poisoning several times. In the eyes of these senior doctors, this was not a big deal, but just what they should do.
As long as there is a little hope, try without hesitation, even if you get nothing.
In medicine, perhaps what matters is not the result, but the process, whether you dare to do it, whether you know how to do it, and how to do it.
The cries and shouts here once again shocked Qi Yue.
According to medical ethics, when you see a patient, the first thing you consider is not whether it can be saved, but how to save it...
"Aru." She turned around and shouted loudly.
Aru had been looking here nervously. When she heard Qi Yue's voice, she hurriedly responded.
"Hu San, prepare water and wine." Qi Yue said again, putting on the blouse Aru took out.
Hu Sanshang was still shocked by Qi Yue's identity, and the senior brother next to him pushed him before he could react.
"Yes, Master." He shouted loudly, raising his hands to the people around him, "Please give way to someone who can take me to boil water."
His voice was so loud that it drowned out the cries and shouts in the room and the conversations of other doctors.
Everyone looked over and saw Qi Yue wearing strange clothes.
"Please step aside. I want to conduct a detailed examination of the injured, so please step aside." Qi Yue said loudly.
The people in the room were stunned for a moment.
"Why are you still messing around? Don't embarrass yourself here. What are you doing?" Mrs. Xie saw Qi Yue frowning and scolded in a low voice.
Because the doctor had been employed, everything in the yard was complete. Hu San came over quickly with water and wine.
Qi Yue ignored Xie's words, washed her hands with water, wiped them with wine, Aru handed over the gloves, and after putting them on, Qi Yue strode towards the injured person.
"Young Madam, you..." The prefect, whose face was covered with dust, stared at her blankly.
"I want to give it a try." Qi Yue said, standing in front of the bed full of injured people rolling over, "Be good, lie down, let Auntie... no, let me see..."
The injured person was a child in his early ten years. He was in so much pain that he was unconscious. He couldn't pay attention to her words.
"Help me hold him down," Qi Yue said.
The prefect and his wife were standing close by. They were stunned for a moment after hearing this. The prefect's wife struggled to hold the child's head.
"Young Madam, please..." She choked up as she looked at Qi Yue.
As soon as the prefect's wife made a move, the prefect also sat down and held down the child's legs and feet.
"I will try my best." Qi Yue made a muffled voice from the mask and took the stethoscope handed over by Aru, "It hurts here? Here?"
As she moved, the child let out painful cries.
"Doctor, give him some more painkillers," cried the prefect's wife.
"No, I need to find out where the key injury is, and I can't give him pain relief." Qi Yue said, reaching out and pressing on the injured person's chest and abdomen. As he pressed, the child let out a louder cry.
Without instruments, there are only hands and listening.
It was so cruel that everyone else in the room, including the doctors, couldn't help but look away.
"It's too rough. It caused injuries even if there were no injuries." A doctor said in a low voice.
And then the most miserable scream sounded.
"Is this here?" Qi Yue seemed to have discovered a new world, she stopped happily and pressed it again.
The child let out a scream, and even his parents curled up when they pressed him.
The prefect's wife almost fainted and wished she could kneel down to Qi Yue.
"How does it hurt?" Qi Yue asked.
How could a child know how to feel pain? Qi Yue could only cry and cry.
"You bitch, bitch..." He screamed with curses mixed in.
Qi Yue ignored it. Judging from the location of pain and physical characteristics, blood pressure and stethoscope examination, it was basically certain that the spleen was ruptured. However, what surprised her was that the internal bleeding seemed to be under control.
"I gave him a decoction to stop bleeding," Liu Pucheng said from the side.
"Great." Qi Yue clenched his fist and looked at Liu Pucheng, "I still have some sutures. I can operate on him immediately, but I need an assistant."
Liu Pucheng nodded.
"It's my honor," he said.
"Master, I can help too." Hu San also shouted quickly.
The eldest disciple hesitated for a moment. The skills of a healer are kept secret and are not taught to non-disciples of the sect. They were not invited. Although his master participated, he, as a disciple...
"Okay, Aru will take them to change clothes and disinfect them," Qi Yue said.
A Ru nodded.
"Follow me," she said, turning around and going out.
Liu Pucheng and Hu San hurriedly followed. The eldest disciple stood there at a loss, and finally gritted his teeth and followed.
There is no shop like this after passing this village. This moment of witnessing magical craftsmanship cannot be missed even if you are shameless.
"Everyone please go out, I need to prepare for surgery." Qi Yue raised her hands and shouted loudly.
The room was buzzing with people.
"Do we really want to have disembowelment?" Everyone was talking about it.
For ordinary people, cutting open a person's belly is a sure thing, but for doctors, their theory tells them that it is feasible, but it only exists in books and is similar to legends.
Yes, I have never seen this in practice. Where did this young woman get her medical skills and dare to do such a thing!
"Get out quickly, everyone!" The prefect was most concerned about his son's life and death at this time. Hearing Qi Yue's words, he immediately started to chase people away.
As soon as he spoke, Marquis Dingxi came to his senses and ordered his servants, who were almost stunned, to clear the place. Soon everyone was driven out.
Here Qi Yue directed the people to start setting up the operating room. This time there was no medicine to rely on, so every move had to be perfect and careful.
The two tables were put together and placed in the middle of the main room.
Aru came in with Liu Pucheng and Hu San who had completed disinfection.
"I don't have anti-inflammatory drugs. I need a decoction that can disinfect, antibacterial and reduce inflammation. There must be some in Chinese medicine, right?" Qi Yue asked Liu Pucheng.
"Disinfection, antibacterial and anti-inflammatory?" Liu Pucheng was unfamiliar with these words and frowned in thought.
"That's right, medicine to deal with symptoms such as carbuncles, boils, and rot...for example...for example..." Qi Yue anxiously searched for the Chinese medicine vocabulary she knew in her mind, "such as Viola striata!"
She said this word, but the people in front of her still looked blank.
"Purple flowers on the ground? What is it?" Liu Pucheng asked with a frown.
"Ah?" It was Qi Yue's turn to be confused, "Isn't it available here? It's just a kind of medicinal material."
"I've never heard of it..." Liu Pucheng shook his head and said.
Qi Yue was dumbfounded.
"But to deal with those carbuncles, boils, and rot, I usually use Sophora flavescens, Phellodendron, Cnidii and the like." Liu Pucheng added, "I don't know if they can be used."
I don't know if it can be used or not, Qi Yue murmured in his heart, time is tight, this is a dead horse, so let's give it a try.
Liu Pucheng immediately considered and wrote the prescription, handed it to the eldest disciple and hurriedly prepared it.
Qi Yue then analyzed for Liu Pucheng the possible situations that may arise during the operation and what should be prepared.
"Although the bleeding has been stopped, there must be blood in the abdomen. There is no siphon, so we can only use gauze and cotton." Qi Yue said.
Here Hu San quickly wrote it down.
"Then there's the anti-shock..." Qi Yue said.
After several contacts with Qi Yue, Liu Pucheng was already familiar with her words, and he understood the meaning of shock.
"Ginseng Sini Decoction." He immediately said to Hu San beside him.
Hu San jotted it down, and after hearing Qi Yue's voice to hurry up and get ready, he and A Rufei went out.
Soon all the preparations before the operation were completed, but another accident occurred while clearing the site.
The prefect and his wife refused to leave no matter what, and insisted on watching their son undergo the surgery with their own eyes.
"You will affect me here. You don't want to see flesh and blood, and you will be afraid..." Qi Yue patiently persuaded me.
"But I'm really worried if I don't watch. I will definitely not affect you." The prefect's wife cried.
Everyone says this, but even for modern people, despite the powerful information coverage, they will still be frightened when they see the scene of surgical operation, let alone these ancient people who have never seen such bloody treatment.
, thinking about Aru Niang’s time, she fainted from fright.
Qi Yue explained patiently.
"But no matter what, I won't be at ease unless I see it with my own eyes." The prefect's wife finally shouted out what was in her heart.
The prefect expressed the same belief with a firm look on his face.
"In that case, please take the young master away." Chang Yuncheng's voice came from behind the crowd.
The crowd parted, and Qi Yue saw Chang Yuncheng approaching step by step.
"Since you don't want to trust her, then hire someone else." He came closer and stood on the steps and said.
The prefect and his wife were embarrassed by these words.
"How are you talking?" Ms. Xie couldn't help scolding her son for the first time. She didn't know why she suddenly said this. In the past, in her eyes and heart, Chang Yuncheng was right no matter what he did, and she had to do it.
Just listen to him and don't bother at all, maybe because his son can speak for this woman...
Xie's heart was filled with mixed emotions. She glanced at Chang Yuncheng, then at Qi Yue who was standing opposite him, and looked away as if she was being stung.*** (To be continued)