After persuading the magistrate and his wife, Chang Yuncheng said nothing more and ordered his servants to move in and lay out seats and heaters.
After hearing the news, Xie Shi, the Marquis of Dingxi, also rushed over.
"What happened? Didn't we agree?" Dingxihou asked anxiously.
He has already thought about how he will promote his daughter-in-law who is a miracle doctor in his family after this time. Those guys who laugh at themselves for being blind and obsessed with marrying such a daughter-in-law, I wish you never get sick in your life!
He had already thought about how to do it in a way that was high-spirited but also low-key and restrained, yet still elegant. Could it be that the joy was all in vain?
No one answered his words. When the situation was under control, Hu San had already turned around and ran in. Although the door was open, no one dared to go in and ask.
"Okay, the prince is here, they won't come in." Hu San said as he entered.
"Get out." A'ru was walking by the door carrying a basin of water, and immediately turned to him and shouted with raised eyebrows.
Hu San reacted when he was shouted at. He quickly raised his hands to apologize and left. He ran to another room, changed his clothes again, and washed his hands and face before coming back.
"How's it going?" He asked carefully.
Zhang Tong stood aside and looked at Qi Yue and Liu Pucheng who gathered around the injured.
"It's not good." Zhang Tong said, "The fever won't go away, and I've already started talking nonsense..."
Hu San felt sweat dripping from his head, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe it.
"Master...are you scared?" He murmured, thinking that the woman had not felt at ease for a moment since she took over the treatment. They were all a little baffled by this uneasiness. Now that the boulder hanging above their heads has finally fallen,
Wouldn't that woman be crushed?
She didn't know whether Qi Yue was crushed or not. Anyway, she was already a little numb now.
The wound suppuration that I was most worried about did not appear. There was no abdominal pain, headache, or swelling of the limbs...
Nothing, nothing, but why, why is this happening?
What exactly is going on?
"What's wrong? If it's spleen fever, there won't be such symptoms..." Qi Yue murmured.
With blood pressure rising, body temperature rising, and unconsciousness, Qi Yue looked at the only two tools in her hands and suddenly felt the urge to cry.
"The pulse is thready and rapid, the tongue is dark purple, the lips are black, and the nails are blue..." Liu Pucheng said while diagnosing the pulse.
Although Aru looked pale and panicked, she still quickly recorded what Liu Pucheng said.
"Ms. Qi." Liu Pucheng looked at Aru and then at Qi Yue, his voice suddenly raised a bit, "Look at this girl, and then look at you."
Qi Yue was brought back to consciousness by this drink and looked at Liu Pucheng.
"She is also scared, but she still remembers what she wants to do." Liu Pucheng shouted in a deep voice, "What about you, what are you doing?"
Qi Yue trembled slightly and looked at Aru.
Aru had half of her face covered by a mask, revealing her slightly red eyes. There was a basin beside her. At this time, she put down her pen and paper and was twisting the towel soaked in the basin. When Liu Pucheng shouted, she stopped drinking.
land.
"What are you doing? What are you afraid of? Why are you panicking?" Liu Pucheng continued to shout, "Didn't you know that this would happen? Now that it has happened, let's treat it."
Qi Yue looked anxious.
"I don't know how to cure it..." She clasped her hands tightly and said, "I don't know how to..."
"Why can't you?" Liu Pucheng shouted, taking a step forward, "You can suture a laparotomy, you can disinfect, you can observe the condition, you can comfort the patient, you can nurse, you keep saying that you can't do it, you can't.
, how come you can't? What do you mean you can't do it?! People who practice medicine encounter so many diseases that they have never seen before. Do they just say no when they meet someone they have never seen before? No, if they don't know, they just think,
How can you think about it, how can you treat it, what's the big deal! Try your best, and if you can cure it, you will be cured. If you can't cure it, it's because God will not spare your life. What's the big deal? What do you look like like this? You haven't even tried it.
I panicked when I tried, you are like this, are you worthy of your skills?"
The sound was like rolling thunder over the ears.
Everyone in the room was stunned. Ever since he met this old man, he had always been gentle and calm, and he never even spoke loudly. Unexpectedly, he suddenly shouted these words so excitedly.
Zhang, Hu San, and Aru all looked at Liu Pucheng in shock, not daring to move or speak.
Qi Yue's expression slowly recovered.
"Yes," she responded loudly, picked up the stethoscope hanging in front of her, took a deep breath, stood in front of the injured and began to explore, "the heart sounds are messy, but there is no fluid accumulation. It is not the high fever caused here, and there is no fluid under the diaphragm.
Infection, no atelectasis…”
After saying this, he looked at Liu Pucheng.
"Currently, the injured person appears to be suffering from heart failure." She said, taking out a towel from a nearby basin, twisting it, and began to wipe it on the injured person's body. "As for why there are such symptoms, I haven't yet figured out why.
think."
Liu Pucheng nodded.
"This man has a syndrome of impotence." He shook his sleeves and regained his usual gentleness. It was as if what happened just now had never happened. He turned to Zhang Tong, who was still stunned, and said, "Use roasted licorice, cinnamon twigs, and ginger."
Add rehmannia glutinosa, donkey-hide gelatin, hemp seeds, ginseng, Ophiopogon japonicus, jujube as a supplement, and wine as a guide."
Zhang Tong came to his senses, responded loudly, turned around and ran to another room, where various medicinal materials and cooking utensils had been prepared in advance.
"I'm going to help senior brother," Hu San said.
"Your senior brother can handle it on his own, Hu San, come and help me cool down the patient." Qi Yue shouted.
Hu San responded loudly and ran over quickly.
A'ru quickly wrote down Liu Pucheng's conversation with Qi Yue, then twisted a handkerchief and applied it to the injured person's forehead.
As the sky gradually darkened, the lights outside the yard lit up one by one, illuminating the people still waiting outside the door.
Because it was cold at night, Mrs. Xie ordered her maid to get a big sweater and put it on the magistrate and his wife.
The magistrate and his wife were at their mercy.
"How long do we have to wait for this without food or drink?" Mrs. Xie looked worried and frowned, looking into the courtyard, "How can we not let you in to take a look? It's not like we are doing something shameful..."
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Dingxihou shouted in a low voice.
Mr. Xie sneered.
"Master Hou, do you understand?" she said calmly.
Marquis Dingxi glared at her.
Mrs. Xie ignored him and walked to Chang Yuncheng who was aside with a bowl of hot soup.
"Thank you, mother." Chang Yuncheng took it and said.
Mr. Xie smiled.
"Why did you lock up so many girls yesterday?" She asked in a low voice as she thought of something.
"The matter of Yueniang is among these girls." Chang Yuncheng also replied in a low voice.
Xie suddenly remembered that there was such a thing, and she had forgotten about it because of the trouble caused by the magistrate and his wife.
"In your opinion, who did it?" she asked in a low voice.
Chang Yuncheng was about to say something but suddenly stopped, looking only at the door of the courtyard, and stood up suddenly.
Ms. Xie was stunned for a moment and looked at him, her expression darkening.
Qi Yue stood at the entrance of the hospital and took off her mask.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats. They originally had countless things to ask and say when Qi Yue didn't come out, but when the woman actually stood in front of them, they found that they couldn't say a word.
"Young Master's condition is not very good." Qi Yue took a deep breath and said.
As soon as these words were spoken, the magistrate's wife's body went limp, she couldn't take a breath, and she let out a muffled cry from her throat.
"How is that possible?" The prefect rushed over with a single stride.
But there was someone faster than him. Chang Yuncheng stood in front of Qi Yue. Of course, he did not face Qi Yue, but turned around and looked at the people rushing over.
"However, we will work hard to treat the situation. Although the situation is not very good, it is still under control." Qi Yue said loudly, "You have to believe that we will not give up. Now you can go in and have a look. Of course, from
Look through the window, Doctor Liu will answer your questions..."
Before she finished speaking, the magistrate pushed her aside and rushed in. Following him was the magistrate's wife who was being supported by someone. Dingxihou hesitated and followed her in.
Ms. Xie stood there without moving, quietly looking at Qi Yue who was at the door, and Chang Yuncheng who was standing very close to her and clearly showing a protective gesture.
Qi Yue did not go in, and did not hear how Liu Pucheng comforted and explained to the prefect and his wife. In short, after a while, the prefect and his wife left with tears in their eyes, and others naturally followed suit. Quietness returned to the yard and outside, but
Everyone's heart is boiling and uneasy like water in a boiling pot.
After Liu Pucheng drank the decoction, the injured man's condition improved slightly, but only slightly and he was still in a coma.
The sun illuminates the interior, and a new day has arrived.
"The urine is slightly yellow." Qi Yue squatted down and looked at the urinal and said.
Aruti took notes.
Qi Yue stood up and took out the thermometer from the injured man's armpit.
"Forty degrees." She said, sighing at the same time, "The temperature has gone up again..."
When he first took the decoction, the injured person broke out in a sweat and his temperature dropped a little, and it didn't take long for him to recover again.
"My pulse is still weak," Liu Pucheng said, putting down his sleeves and taking back his hand.
Qi Yue looked at the injured person deep in thought and reached out to touch his ribs gently. Aru held her breath nervously, fearing that it would affect her.
"Although I can't see it, I think there must be fluid accumulation here." Qi Yue said.
After hearing this, Liu Pucheng reached out to explore.
The unconscious wounded man groaned.
"It hurts when percussed," Qi Yue added.
Ahru wrote it down carefully.
There was silence in the room, except for the injured man's rapid breathing.
"Qi and Yin are injured, so the spleen is deficient and the water is stagnant." Liu Pucheng paced back and forth for a few steps and said, "Use roasted astragalus, atractylodes, danggui, polygonatum and tuckahoe to decoct in water."
Zhang Tong hurriedly responded and left.
"Also." Qi Yuezheng took Aru's records and looked at them. When he saw something, he said, "The patient's body temperature is highest in the afternoon."
Liu Pucheng looked at her a little confused.
"In other words, he has irregular fever." Qi Yue said, looking through the records again.
Liu Pucheng put his hands behind his hands and meditated.
"Add the skin of Anemarrhena, Danpi and Plantago Semen." He clapped his hands and said.
Zhang Tong responded and stood still.
"Go quickly." Liu Pucheng looked at him with a frown.
"Master, are there any more?" Zhang Tong asked eagerly.
Qi Yue was amused by him.
"I'll tell you if I have it, why are you so smart? Go quickly." Liu Pucheng also smiled.
Zhang Tong then responded with a smile.
The heavy atmosphere in the room suddenly eased.
"Bring salt water and I'll give him oral care." Qi Yue said, washing her hands in the basin nearby.
Hu San responded and went over there to bring the salt water. Several people stood aside and watched Qi Yue carefully rinse the mouth and wipe the face of the unconscious prefect.
With her calm and steady movements, the tense and low atmosphere in the room seemed to be relieved.*** (To be continued)