382 Saving lives is like saving fire
Ping An spent almost ten days teaching the old man and Mr. Wang the basics of Tai Chi, and that was enough for them.
At noon, Qingshi came over and brought a man with him. This man was a wealthy businessman from Minzhou who was passing through Yingtian.
Ping An's heart was moved, but his face remained calm as he led the man to the living room. "Excuse me, Master Ma, what can I do for you? There is no one else here. Qing Shi is my confidant, so you can speak directly."
"Young Master Wan, my last name is Ma. I have been in Yingtian for a while and have heard a lot about your master-disciple relationship. My son has a hidden danger. I wonder if you can find a solution."
"Master Ma, please speak."
Mr. Ma became hesitant.
"Qingshi, please go out for a while." Ping'an was really confused. They were all men, so what couldn't they say?
As soon as Qingshi left, Master Ma gritted his teeth and said, "My youngest son is already ten years old. He was normal when he was born. Now he is ten years old and can get married in a few years. However, he still looks like a five or six-year-old. Some five or six-year-old children are even older than him. I don't know what's going on."
Ping An understood as soon as he heard it. It was just that the skin was too long and that thing was wrapped up and could not develop normally. It would be fine if the skin was cut off.
"How about this, you go to Baicaotang and wait for me at 3 p.m. tomorrow. I'll examine your son. If it's as I expected, a minor operation will be enough. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome in the future."
"Hey, I heard from the young master that he was personally appointed as the Little Medical Saint by the Emperor. I'm sure he's right."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Jun came in and said, "Master, there is a patient in critical condition in the medical hall. He must have been bitten by a poisonous snake, but the antidote used by the doctor is still ineffective. The patient is almost dying. Shopkeeper, please go and save him."
Ping An stood up and walked out: "Qing Shi, go get my medical kit. Xiao Ming, go tell the master that I can't go to class this afternoon. Master Ma, please go back. I have something to do now. You can come and meet me tomorrow at a good time."
"Hey, hey." Master Ma also became nervous.
Saving a life is like putting out a fire, there is no need to rush.
Ping An arrived at the medical clinic quickly. The outside of the clinic was crowded with people, and some were crying. The scene was simply indescribable.
The shopkeeper saw Ping An coming and said, "Young Master, the symptoms are clearly caused by the bite of the bamboo snake. Our doctor squeezed out the poisonous blood, cleaned the wound, and used the best antidote, but there is still no improvement. It looks like he is dying."
As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears again.
Ping An said, "Everyone stop crying. It's too loud and will affect the doctor's diagnosis. Please step back and stop blocking the light."
"Little Medical Saint, here comes the Little Medical Saint."
"This is the eldest master's apprentice. What a handsome man."
"Look at you, it's already this hour, and you're still talking about being graceful."
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He arrived at the emergency room safely. The emergency room here was much smaller than that in the capital. Lying on the bed was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes. However, his face was dark and his breathing was intermittent.
Ping An took the patient's pulse and found it very strange. He then looked at the injured person and found that the area around the wound was red and swollen, and there were densely packed blisters on the skin, some of which had turned purple. All signs indicated that the patient was indeed bitten by a green bamboo snake.
But his skin was flushed again, and the whole symptom seemed like he was poisoned by another kind of poison, somewhat similar to the poison of Manshazhuhua that Erqiang and Huzi were poisoned by back then, but more like the poison of Datura.
But these are not the most urgent things right now.
Ping'an took out the silver needles and quickly injected more than ten needles. Silver needles are the fastest way to force out poison and can also lock the poison as much as possible.
After a while, the unconscious person coughed a few times and spat out two or three mouthfuls of black blood.
He then stood up and asked, "Who was with this young man? What else did he touch at that time? Like flowers or something?"
A servant with red and swollen eyes stood up and knelt down in front of Ping An with a plop: "Our young master came across a kind of flower, golden and hanging upside down on a tree. He liked it very much and said he had never seen such beautiful flowers. He even picked some and said he would bring them back. Later, he was bitten by a snake on the tree and lost the flowers.
"It's a poisonous flower, but your son treats it like a treasure. No wonder."
The young master's father turned pale and knelt on the ground: "Please, young master, save my son. He is only fifteen years old."
Fifteen? Same age as him.
"Sir, I have to make it clear to you that your son was poisoned by two kinds of poison at the same time. The poison is very strong and it took a lot of time. Although I used silver needles to remove the poison, I can't guarantee that I can save him."
The rich businessman cried: "Please, sir, save my son. Please, sir, save him."
"I'll do my best. You guys go out first. Staying here will only hinder me."
The shopkeeper hurriedly sent everyone out. The young man's mother had already fainted on the ground, so he called a doctor to save her.
When Ping An pulled out the silver needle, its color had changed, showing how strong the toxicity was.
Wu Jun took the silver needle and cleaned and disinfected it.
"Qingshi, he was poisoned by the mandragora flower and bitten by a poisonous snake. This snake lives on the mandragora tree. After a long time, its toxicity is even more extraordinary."
Ping An gave a prescription: "You go get the medicine and boil it yourself, and give it to him right away. The antidote in the clinic can't save him. Even the best antidote pills we have on hand may not work. We have to use other antidotes together."
"Yes, young master." Qingshi was full of admiration for this master who was one year younger than him. The master explained many medical theories to them and did not avoid them when giving acupuncture.
An hour later.
After walking out of the emergency room safely, the wealthy businessman from Minzhou and his wife came over immediately and asked, "Sir, how is my son?"
"He is out of danger for now, but the poison has not been completely eliminated. You can go in and check on him. He can stay here tonight. There will be a night watch doctor. You, the head of the family, should also stay here to watch over him. Nothing can go wrong."
"Sir, can't you be here?"
Wu Jun said, "Sir, my master is not a doctor here. He came to Yingtian to study. He just wanted to save a life out of kindness. My master doesn't need to keep watch at night."
Ping An said no more: "Qing Shi, hand the medicine bag to this old man. The patient will need to take medicine again in two hours. Tell them the precautions. I am leaving now."
The wealthy couple bowed and begged, "Sir, can you come tomorrow?"
Ping An looked at them and said, "There shouldn't be any danger tonight. I won't be free tomorrow morning, but if anything happens, you can ask the doctor here to go to Wang's house to call me. Otherwise, I will come over at 3 p.m. and give him another injection to detoxify him."
"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir."
The couple went into the emergency room to see their son. His complexion looked much better and his breathing was steady, but he hadn't woken up yet. He must have fallen asleep.
The couple collapsed on the chairs beside them.
"I never thought that my weakness in letting my child go hunting would lead to such a disaster. If it weren't for the eldest master's apprentice, my son's life would be in danger today."
The rich businessman suddenly remembered: "Madam, he saved the child's life today, but we didn't even get any consultation fees. He is not from the medical clinic.
Madam, tomorrow you will bring a bag of fine pearls and five hundred taels of silver. My son's subsequent detoxification will depend on him."
The woman nodded repeatedly: "We were all so frightened that we completely forgot about this matter. We must ask him to help detoxify our youngest child. We don't have such a good doctor in Minzhou."
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