Transmigrated to Ancient Times, I Became a Pauper Scholar

With dual PhDs in materials science from his previous life, he transmigrated to ancient times and became a perpetually snubbed, impoverished scholar.

His family had reached the end of their r...

Chapter 560 Treating the symptoms but not the root cause will leave a lasting problem.

Finally, Yelü Han stopped coughing and spoke again, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Today, several kind-hearted people have donated money to our temple, for which I am deeply grateful. I have prepared a simple vegetarian meal, and I hope you will not find it offensive."

"You flatter us, Master. We came here to practice medicine and seek refuge. We are extremely grateful for your hospitality."

After exchanging pleasantries, the group began their meal.

Zhao Xian tasted a few bites of the food and felt that it was really not very good. Although the chef in the Taoist temple had put his heart into making it, even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice. Without good ingredients, it is impossible to make delicious food.

It seems that Yelü Khan and the Taoist priests in the temple lived a very difficult life.

At this moment, they cannot show any disdain for the food; they must try their best to appear as if they are wolfing it down.

Fortunately, the three of them were indeed a bit hungry at this point, so it was alright to eat in a slightly unseemly manner.

At the dining table, Yelü Han only ate a little, but seeing the three of them wolfing down their food, he knew they were indeed hungry.

In front of Yelü Khan, there was a dish that looked slightly better. Yelü Khan gestured to move this dish in front of the three of them. The old Taoist priest next to him hesitated for a moment, but still placed the dish in front of the three of them.

This small gesture touched the three men. They were originally the rulers of a country, but they had suffered fratricide and fled to this place.

Even in such difficult circumstances, he still had others on his mind.

If Yelü Khan were to ascend the throne, he would surely be able to care for the people and their suffering, becoming a wise and benevolent ruler of the vassal state.

Zhao Xian looked at the dish in front of him. It was a plate of wild mushrooms, probably made by soaking dried mushrooms.

Wild mushrooms are delicious and should be considered a delicacy. I guess Yelü Khan would not normally be willing to eat them. Today, he has made them into a dish, which means he regards his people as honored guests.

At this moment, Zhao Xian looked at Yelü Han and said, "Daoist, please eat something too. Your body is too weak."

Judging from your complexion, you have coughed up blood, causing chest pain.

"Recently, the Taoist priest has likely been suffering from insomnia, which will worsen his condition. Please seek treatment as soon as possible; delaying will only lead to serious consequences."

Upon hearing this, the two old Taoist priests were greatly alarmed. Zhao Xian was absolutely right; Yelü Khan's condition was indeed as described. The local doctors had given him medicine, but it had little effect, and his condition was getting worse.

Zhao Xian's words also surprised Li Guang and Li Xue. When did Brother Zhao become a miracle doctor? He could tell what disease Yelü Khan had with just one glance without needing to observe, listen, ask, or feel the pulse. This was too amazing.

But looking back, it's not surprising at all. When Li Xue contracted typhoid fever, even the immortal Xue was helpless, but Zhao Xian's folk remedy cured Li Xue's illness.

It's no wonder that nowadays, one can easily tell what illness Yelü Khan has.

In fact, Zhao Xian had a type of pneumonia in his previous life, which caused a dry cough without phlegm. Over time, coughing would cause pain in his sternum.

This disease is nothing in modern times, with many drugs available for its treatment. But in ancient times, it was a different story; if treatment was not timely, it could be fatal.

"Divine doctor, do you have a way to cure our abbot?" the old Taoist priest asked anxiously.

"This disease requires both symptomatic and root-cause treatment. Treating only the symptoms without addressing the root cause will leave a chronic condition."

As a healer, one must treat both the symptoms and the root cause. Curing the Taoist priest's cough and chest pain with a single dose of herbal medicine is the best way to treat the symptoms.

To cure the root cause, we must figure out the reason for the disease, which may take some time.

Zhao Xian's words delighted the two old Taoist priests. As long as there was a way to cure this disease, that would be great.

"Then please, divine physician, prescribe medicine for our abbot. We will be eternally grateful."

“Okay, I’ll administer the medicine to the abbot right away.” Zhao Xian said and stood up.

Li Guang and Li Xue also got up immediately. They had no desire to eat this food for a long time, and this was the perfect opportunity.

Upon seeing this, Yelü Khan quickly stood up and said, "Divine Physician, don't be in such a hurry. It's not too late to take the medicine after you've eaten your fill."

Zhao Xian looked at Yelü Han and said, "We've already finished eating. We've never eaten so much before."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, divine physician." Yelü Khan had barely finished speaking when he was struck by another violent cough.

There are many herbs for treating coughs, such as Pinellia ternata, Arisaema heterophyllum, Fritillaria cirrhosa, and Eriobotrya japonica, but these are not the main ones. The medicine that can really cure Yelü Han quickly is the special medicine that he can buy from the system.

For Yelü Han, his symptoms would quickly subside once the special medicine was used.

Seeing that the doctor had stopped eating and started preparing medicine with two apprentices, the others dared not eat either and began to assist the miracle doctor.

To save time, Zhao Xian didn't write a prescription. Instead, he opened the medicine box he had brought, weighed the herbs on a small scale, and muttered something under his breath that the others couldn't understand.

After weighing the medicinal herbs, Zhao Xian mixed them together, and the old Taoist priests couldn't tell the difference.

Next, Zhao Xian asked the old Taoist priest to provide a charcoal stove and a medicine pot, as he needed to decoct the medicine.

The old Taoist priest immediately complied, and the charcoal stove and medicine pot were quickly prepared. Zhao Xian began to decoct the medicine.

Soon, the medicine in the pot began to boil, so Zhao Xian took the pot down and let the medicine cool naturally.

At this moment, Zhao Xian instructed the old Taoist priest to help Yelü Han to bed so he could take his medicine later.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Xian added an appropriate amount of a special medicine for treating pneumonia to the decoction. In order to help Yelü Han fall asleep after taking the medicine, he also added some sedative medicine to the decoction.

The medicine was now at the right temperature. Zhao Xian poured the decoction from the pot into a bowl, took a sip himself, tasted it, and then spoke:

"Quickly give the abbot the medicine. After taking the medicine, the abbot may sleep for an hour or two. You must not disturb him."

The old Taoist priest quickly did as instructed, taking the medicine bowl to a room to feed Yelü Han the medicine.

Li Guang and Li Xue had witnessed everything that had just happened. Zhao Xian's act of drinking the medicine was also a well-intentioned gesture.

Who was Yelü Khan? He was the second prince of a foreign kingdom. By drinking a sip of the medicinal soup, he was essentially testing the poison on the spot, which reassured the two old Taoist priests to continue administering the medicine.

Although Zhao Xian drank a sip of the herbal soup, this small amount of medicine had no effect on him, since the dosage was too small.

Yelü Khan was lying in bed at this moment. He had finished drinking the medicine and gradually calmed down. He was no longer as agitated as before, and his throat was no longer itchy.

"A miracle doctor!" Yelü Khan exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, the two old Taoist priests were delighted and asked softly, "Does Your Highness feel any better?"

"I feel much better now, and my heart isn't racing anymore."

"That's good. The divine doctor said you should get some rest."

"Okay, I'll try and see if I can get some sleep. It's been so many days, and I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep. You can all go out now."

"Yes, ma'am."

After the two old Taoist priests finished speaking, they left the room and closed the door behind them.