Chapter 715: The side story of the Medical Saint ends!
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The atmosphere among Luo Xuan and the other three fell into silence.
After several days of observation, the medicine had no obvious effect. It depended on the person's own resistance. Life or death depended entirely on luck.
Zhang Zhongjing stroked the Treatise on Febrile Diseases in his hand and said in confusion: "This plague is not ordinary typhoid fever. The patients only have a small number of wind-cold symptoms, both hot and cold. It is unheard of and unseen."
Dong Feng and Hua Tuo were both silent. Luo Xuan pondered and said, "The only solution now is to go deep into the patient. If you can't see the symptoms of one person, then look at more.
Everything in this world cannot escape the law of nature.
An illness is an illness, and as long as it is an illness, there is no incurable disease, and that is the truth.”
When Luo Xuan said this, the three of them were shocked. If they went deep into the patients, wouldn't that be playing with their lives?
Although they are doctors, they are just mortals and can still be infected by the plague.
This plague cannot be cured at present. Life or death depends entirely on fate.
Hua Tuo had a kind heart as a doctor, but it was limited. He had other ideals in his heart, so he said immediately: "Sir, it is okay to see a person, but it is simply nonsense to go deep into the body to find the lesion. I can help with other things, but I am sorry that I cannot participate in this matter."
Zhang Zhongjing asked with a little concern: “Sir.
Should this matter be discussed again? Judging from the current situation, the risks of doing so are too great.
The plague is omnipresent. If something unexpected happens to us, no one will be able to stop the plague, and the future of the Medical Association will be in jeopardy."
Luo Xuan looked around at the three of them and sighed slightly. How could he not know their concerns and worries?
After taking a deep breath, Luo Xuan slowly said seriously: "I understand what the three gentlemen are thinking.
Everyone has their own desires in this world, and one should not force his or her will on others.
In particular, you cannot demand others to follow Luo’s own requirements, which is very rude.
This is the truth that Xuan's elders taught her since she was a child.
Because of my family, I can live in this world more freely, but this is not the case for the three gentlemen.
Since I have brought up the matter today, I have made up my mind. Gentlemen, please proceed with the investigation as we have done now. When I find the cause of the disease, we will study it together.”
Dong Feng sighed and said, "Sir, you have such a bright future. If you live well, you can even become the first saint in the medical field to enter the Temple of All Saints.
There will be more important things waiting for you in the future, why are you here, running around for these princes' affairs?"
Luo Xuan then realized that Dong Feng and the other two still thought that this was a matter under Cao Cao's command and were unwilling to interfere too much.
He clenched the book in his hand, and then slowly said: "The Medical Association does not participate in political affairs. This is the rule I set at the beginning. How could I violate it?
Not to mention Cao Cao, even if the Emperor of Han stood in front of me, I wouldn't care.
The current plague that started in Runan has affected six states: Yuzhou, Jingzhou, Xuzhou, Yanzhou, Yangzhou, and Qingzhou.
If we can't find a way to control it, how many people will die from this plague if the death rate continues to rise?
Ten million or twenty million?
That's horrible.
Everything in the world is like sailing against the current. If you don’t move forward, you will fall behind. This is true for a country, a dynasty, or even an ethnic group.”
What Luo Xuan said was a typical Luo-style mentality of being prepared for danger in times of peace.
However, Zhang Zhongjing and the other two were somewhat confused by what Luo Xuan said. This was a huge gap in cognition.
Because the Xia Dynasty had been glorious for too long, although the Hu people had always been on the border and caused some trouble from time to time, no one, from the emperor to the common people, thought that the Hu people could pose any threat to the Central Plains.
At most, it would be just some looting on the border, and as long as the generals on the border are brave and good at fighting, they would be able to deal with it.
Luo Xuan sighed slightly, clasped his fists and bowed to the three of them, then turned around and was about to leave.
At this time, Xun Yu and his companions walked in and saw Zhang Zhongjing and the other two sitting there, while Luo Xuan was about to leave. Xun Yu hurriedly asked, "Where are you going, sir?"
When the others told him what had just happened, Xun Yu was immediately horrified and said, "Sir, you can't do this!
You are a person of great wealth, how can you step into such a dangerous place?"
Xiahou Dun and others were hesitant to speak. After all, this matter would be of great benefit to Cao Cao. However, from their incredulous expressions, it could be seen that their thoughts were the same as Xun Yu's.
Luo Xuan was not going to talk to them about who was expensive and who was cheap.
Human souls are born equal, but human beings themselves are born unequal.
Luo Xuan just asked: "Minister Xun came to look for us, but is there anything important?"
Xun Yu was just shocked by Luo Xuan and almost forgot the real reason for his visit. He then said, "Sir, Lord Cao's headache is getting worse. I wonder if you doctors can come and treat Lord Cao."
Headache?
They had heard that Cao Cao had always suffered from headaches, but they had not expected that it was so serious that he had to come and beg them for treatment.
The four of them looked at each other, after all, they were in Cao Cao's army.
When they arrived at Cao Cao's bedroom, they saw Cao Cao lying on the sickbed, humming softly. His face was a little pale, but his majestic and masculine demeanor could not be concealed.
After the four people walked in, they checked Cao Cao.
The so-called headache has many causes, not only physical lesions, but mental stimulation is also very important.
The reason why Cao Cao's headache became more and more serious was that he watched Runan County, which he had conquered with great difficulty, gradually fall apart. He became so anxious that he fell directly on his sickbed.
There was a gleam in Hua Tuo's eyes, and he whispered his thoughts to the three of them. The three of them, including Luo Xuan, were all shocked.
Luo Xuan seemed to be getting to know Hua Tuo for the first time, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
Craniotomy?
Is it Hua Tuo who is crazy, or is it Cao Cao who is crazy?
Even if it could really cure his headache, Cao Cao would never accept a craniotomy. What if it failed?
Luo Xuan knew that Hua Tuo had been studying this kind of surgical technique that involved opening the abdomen, and Ma Fei San was prepared for this kind of medical technique.
In terms of attainment in this area alone, Luo Xuan is better than Hua Tuo, because Luo Xuan has actually opened up people's stomachs and studied the structure of the human body, and he did this on more than one person.
Even so, Luo Xuan did not dare to open the patient's stomach.
He cut open living people's stomachs, and even if everything was put back in place and sutured back to square one, most of the patients would still deteriorate day by day and die of pus.
Only a few herbs that can reduce internal heat can control this kind of pus discharge.
If it was on the arm or stomach, Luo Xuan might still dare to try it, but if it was on the head, then it would be really risking her life.
But Hua Tuo's eyes were full of excitement, and he whispered, "Sir, from our previous communication, I know that you are a master in this area. I will administer the Ma Fei San and you will perform the surgery. We will definitely succeed."
Luo Xuan didn't respond to this question at all, and turned to Zhang Zhongjing and said, "Mr. Zhongjing, please prescribe some medicine for Cao Gong to relieve the symptoms of headache.
After Cao Gong's condition improves a little, I will tell him my previous thoughts and then leave. The plague is a matter of great importance and cannot be delayed.
Mr. Yuanhua, even if you want to sacrifice Cao Gong's head, this matter needs to be carefully considered. If there is a mistake, you will die without a burial place.
The plague is rampant now, and Lord Cao is not seriously ill, so it is better to deal with the plague first, and then consider it after the plague is dealt with."
Since Luo Xuan said so, Hua Tuo could only give up for the time being, but he did not give up. His pursuit in medical skills was to complete this kind of surgical skills.
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Led by the soldiers, Luo Xuan left the Cao army camp and walked to the real Runan County.
How serious is this plague?
Wherever Luo Xuan went, he could hear heavy coughing.
Since Luo Xuan left Cao's camp, he has seen countless traces of fire, and beneath the traces were piles of ashes.
That's because the people who died from the plague were gathered together, and then everything was burned to ashes.
In the era of burial, this method of burning a person could only be used in special circumstances.
As Luo Xuan stepped down, pieces of white bone dust rose up, many of which were from entire families who had died in the plague.
He looked up and the slightly disgusting smell of burnt meat blew into his nostrils in the breeze.
Thick smoke billowed up and kept coming towards him. Under the smoke, corpses were also gradually disappearing in the fire.
Infected with the plague, then dying, then dead, and burned to ashes, these are the people who are suffering from the plague now.
Luo Xuan was strolling in the city. He came to an alley. There were beggars on both sides of the road.
These beggars usually don't have enough food or warm clothes, and their physical condition is very poor. Naturally, they can't escape the plague, and they wailed on the streets.
Luo Xuan stood at the entrance of the alley and looked up. The ground was covered with a layer of yellow soil mixed with mud and water. On both sides were extremely dilapidated wooden houses and some simple thatched houses.
The sanitary conditions are naturally very poor. Such places are most likely to breed plagues. In the face of such a disaster today, it is even more plague-ridden.
At the foot of the wall, there were forty or fifty beggars at a glance, ranging from older beggars to younger ones.
Their bodies were torn and covered in dirt, and a strong smell could be smelled just by getting close to them.
Luo Xuan appeared here in clean and tidy plain clothes, which was totally out of place.
Normally, it is quite dangerous for Luo Xuan to come here.
Beggars are rather dangerous creatures.
Most people rebelled before they even became beggars. After all, they were going to become beggars anyway, so why not just kill the officials and rebel?
Those who resisted were either recruited and given official positions, or failed and were killed.
There are various reasons why they become beggars, but once they become completely beggars, we should give up our sympathy for most of them.
Otherwise the ending would be extremely tragic.
If the person who came here now was not Luo Xuan, but someone else who had no ability to fight back, he would probably have met with misfortune by now.
Luo Xuan expressionlessly kicked a beggar holding a stick who was trying to attack him to the ground, and said with emotion: "Since you survived the plague, why do you want to die?"
After saying that, he picked up a wooden stick from the side, walked to the beggar who was struggling on the ground in pain, and raised the stick high. The beggar said in fear, "Spare me! Sir, spare me!"
Luo Zi has the most philanthropic heart. Luo Xuan is willing to risk his life for the sake of the people of the world and go deep into the plague.
Luo's son also has the toughest methods and never shows mercy.
Luo Xuan didn't smash it down, but poked it heavily. There was no murderous intent in his eyes, just pure seriousness.
He inserted the wooden stick straight into the beggar's chest, and the hardest bone in the chest was directly penetrated by the blunt instrument.
A shrill scream was heard, and the beggar's feet twitched constantly, and he died with snot and tears all over his face.
Luo Xuan clapped his hands, and all the beggars looked at him in horror, "Now we can take a good look at what caused the plague.
Now call all the people in your gang.
My name is Luo Xuan, and I am a very skilled doctor. Look at the stigma on my forehead. I am a descendant of the Su King and I will not lie."
As a descendant of the Luo family, Luo Xuan had certainly traveled around the world and was familiar with these people living in the darkness of the city.
According to what he learned in Cao's military camp during these days, although the plague in Runan County was serious, the entire ruling foundation had not collapsed.
It's just that the efficiency has been greatly reduced, which shows that order at all levels in Runan County still exists.
It's not just the order of the government, but also the order that is not visible to the public.
Just as Luo Xuan had thought, he didn't have to wait long before more beggars came into the alley. Upon closer inspection, there were more than a hundred of them.
Most of these people had abnormally pale and ruddy faces, and their bodies looked weak.
This was the first time that Luo Xuan actually walked among so many patients.
Previously, they only observed one person from a long distance, and then studied him based on the general symptoms.
Among the four techniques of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, only observation and questioning were used, so the effect of studying the plague was naturally very poor.
Now, as soon as Luo Xuan walked into the group of people suffering from the plague, he immediately felt very different and could feel the changes in those people's bodies more clearly.
Everyone looked at Luo Xuan curiously. Even if one didn't look at the holy mark between his eyebrows, one could tell that he was a nobleman just by looking at his clean clothes.
But why would such a noble young man not stay in his mansion and appear in such a dirty, messy and plague-ridden place? How could this not arouse curiosity?
Luo Xuan didn't beat around the bush and said, "I am a doctor, I want to cure those people who are suffering from the plague, including you.
I need to take a good look at where the plague came from, so I need your cooperation, understand?"
Without waiting for them to speak, he continued, "From today on, you will stay here. I will come over every day to give you some medicine that can slightly relieve some of the symptoms. You need to describe your feelings in detail. Do you understand?"
When these beggars heard that Luo Xuan was going to cure them and was willing to give them medicine, hope suddenly appeared in their eyes.
They asked in disbelief: "Master, is this true? Are you really going to cure us?"
Luo Xuan nodded and said calmly: "If we want to eradicate the plague, we must cure all the people. As for whether we can hold on until then, it depends on your luck.
Now everyone lines up and comes one by one for consultation. "
Luo Xuan felt the pulse of each beggar one by one, and then asked them in detail about the changes in their physical sensations. He memorized all of this in his mind. From noon to sunset, he ended this fruitful day.
"As expected, I still have to come and diagnose the patient in person. This is indeed not a simple cold symptom, nor is it a simple heat symptom. There are several other factors mixed in. I need to study it carefully."
Luo Xuan sighed slightly, especially when listening to the heavy coughing, like a bellows.
He really wanted to use a knife to cut open the chests of those people to see if there was anything wrong with the lungs they used for breathing, but he had not yet reached that step.
Luo Xuan did not return to Cao Cao's camp. He had been in such close contact with those suffering from the plague that no one dared to get close to him.
Especially in Cao Cao's camp, there were two people, Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai, who were in very weak physical condition. If they were infected with the plague, they would surely die.
It is said that these two people have not been infected with the plague until now, which is extremely lucky.
However, this is also due to the fact that the two of them took adequate precautions. They usually liked to go to brothels, but now they shiver and hide in the house every day. They have arranged all kinds of protective measures, so nothing has happened until now.
Luo Xuan walked into a slightly shabby house. There was some dust in the house, and it was obvious that no one had lived in it for a long time.
The original owner of the house may have died in the war or in the plague, Luo Xuan didn't know.
The house was low, small, and dark, and there was a slight strange smell coming from it from time to time, but Luo Xuan didn't care.
He lay quietly on the couch, thinking about the beggars' symptoms and the drugs used in the past to deal with those symptoms.
“This is a completely new condition, and while it’s not out of the realm of previous conditions, the medications need to be readjusted.
I will go to see more patients tomorrow. The current number is still not enough. How does a cold symptom turn into a hot symptom?
In the end, will there be both cold and heat?
Why don't they neutralize each other, but instead become entangled with each other?"
This was the most challenging thing for Luo Xuan today regarding the medical knowledge he had learned in the past.
He is the editor-in-chief of Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Disorders. He knows how to treat all kinds of typhoid fever in the world, but now he is stumped.
But Luo Xuan was not discouraged. There are countless diseases in this world and it will never be possible to cure all of them. There is no limit to the medical path and it is enough as long as you work hard to climb.
When the sun shone into the house through the crack in the door, Luo Xuan woke up from her deep sleep.
Another day began. Luo Xuan opened the door and started today's consultation.
Today he is naturally not a beggar. He has already roughly grasped some diseases, and now he is using the endless stream of patients to confirm his guess.
"wrong."
Luo Xuan looked at the increasingly weak woman in front of him and took back several silver needles from her body. There were some problems with his guess.
There was a hint of despair in the woman's eyes, and her cheeks were so thin that her bones were exposed. "Sir, am I going to die?"
She was still young and should have had a good life. Luo Xuan soaked the silver needle in the wine and took it back. He nodded and said, "Your body can't hold on any longer. If the fever doesn't go down, you will die tonight."
At this time, there is nothing worth deceiving, after all, there are too many people dying around here.
The woman opened her mouth as if she wanted to smile, but no sound came out. Finally, she called softly, "Nizi, come out."
Luo Xuan was not surprised at all. He had known that there was another person in the room. A little girl with a pale face ran out. She wanted to hug her mother, but was stopped by her mother. "Don't come over. Don't get infected with this damn plague."
The little girl just stopped where she was, tears in her eyes, looking extremely pitiful.
The woman looked at Luo Xuan and pleaded, "Sir, I am going to die, but my daughter is not sick.
Please take her away, please save her, I will be your slave in the next life, and I will definitely repay your kindness."
Luo Xuan nodded silently, then extended her hand to the little girl.
Even Luo Xuan was unwilling to tell the woman at this time that whether her daughter could survive was not up to Luo Xuan, because her daughter had been infected with the plague.
But there is no cure for Luo Xuan yet.
Luo Xuan took the dirty little girl's hand and walked away from the woman step by step. When they turned a corner, the little girl suddenly cried, "Sir, I have contracted the plague. My mother doesn't know. I dare not tell her. She is most afraid that I have contracted the plague.
But now I am gone, my mother can’t see me before she dies, and I can’t see my mother either, I don’t know what to do.”
Luo Xuan was startled. He lowered his head to look at the crying little girl. Her tears washed away the dirt on her face, leaving two tear marks. It looked a little funny, but no one could laugh out loud.
Because the little girl cried so sadly, those tears came from the bottom of her heart.
He let go of her hand, squatted down, and asked softly, "Do you want to go back to your mother?"
The little girl who just said she didn't know what to do suddenly stopped crying and said with a little sob: "Yes, even if I die, I hope to die with my mother.
Sir, can you cure me?"
Luo Xuan said honestly: "I don't know."
The little girl looked at Luo Xuan seriously for a long time, and said in a slightly childish voice: "My lord, you are very beautiful, and your heart is even more beautiful. No one has ever been as good to us as you are.
It’s a pity that we are going to die. I hope I can see you again in the next life.”
After saying that, the little girl ran back the way she came. Luo Xuan stood there quietly, and suddenly he heard a cry of pain. He clenched his fists so hard that his nails even dug into his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain at all, and his body seemed a little limp.
Luo Xuan didn’t know how many times the sun had risen, he didn’t know how many times the sun had set, and he didn’t know how many people had died in front of him.
He saw the ugliest side of people, and he saw the kindest side of people.
The couple died in each other's arms.
The parents carefully fed the bowl of medicine to their child, who accidentally coughed up blood and didn't have time to wipe it off.
Heaven will not fail those who work hard.
Luo Xuan squeezed his body and intelligence to the extreme. Even in his sleep, there were countless flashes of wisdom.
He had never felt so in control as he did now.
He felt like he had become a god of medicine, and no disease could stop him.
When Luo Xuan reported what he saw back to the Medical Association, he adjusted the dosage of the medicine again and again, and after using the medicine again and again, he finally saw the effect.
Luo Xuan separated those people with different plague symptoms and asked them to take the medicine separately.
Those with the mildest symptoms will basically feel better after taking two doses of medicine.
Those with the most severe symptoms will be able to have some relief from their pain, and those with stronger physical fitness will also be able to gradually recover. Although their bodies will be weaker afterwards, at least they will have saved their lives.
Most patients with moderate symptoms will improve as long as they take medication regularly.
"Can the plague be cured?"
Cao Cao looked at the prescription in his hand in disbelief, then looked at Xun Yu, Zhang Zhongjing and others, "Did Master Xuan really come up with a medicine that can cure the plague?"
Everyone nodded excitedly. Who could have thought that Luo Xuan would take the risk of contacting those plague patients and actually be able to find a medicine to treat this new type of typhoid.
The most important thing is that Luo Xuan did not get infected with the plague for such a long time!
“Cough cough cough!”
Luo Xuan coughed heavily, and the bright red bloodstains on the white cloth were extremely conspicuous. How could she not be infected?
Every time he thought in his sleep, every time he thought while consulting a patient, those flashes of wisdom that came to his mind were a huge drain on his body.
But it's all worth it, it greatly shortens the time it takes for the drug to appear, and that's enough.
For a doctor, what could be a more cost-effective deal than being able to use a little of his own energy to exchange for such great results?
With the medicine to treat the plague, Cao Cao and his men finally dared to walk out of the closed camp, and the first thing they did was naturally to see Luo Xuan.
Luo Xuan looked a little thin, having lost his former radiance. His clothes were stained with some blood, but not dirty. Luo Xuan paid great attention to maintaining personal hygiene to prevent the spread of plague.
He leaned quietly against the wall, a little lazily, looking at the people riding horses towards him, and suddenly some hallucinations appeared before his eyes.
I'm so tired.
I'm so sleepy.
…
The long-lost voice of the system suddenly rang in Ji Zhao's ears.
[The protagonist Luo Xuan has died, the side story of the Medical Saint has ended, and the settlement has begun. ]
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Xuan Shao had great ambitions and vowed to save people from suffering. He promoted the art of medicine, wrote books and articles, and each word was like a gem. His teachings were mysterious and ingenious, like strange stories and miraculous events.
When the plague broke out, millions of people died and all the states were in panic. At that time, there were evil people who pretended to be punished by heaven to cause chaos. Xuan said with emotion: "Heaven's punishment is called fate, and plague is called disease. Disease is not to be feared!"
Xuan did not avoid difficulties and dangers, and went deep into the cave. He finally found the medicine and returned. The whole world praised him. Xuan said, "It is very important."
On the day of Xuan's death, tens of thousands of people wore mourning clothes. The whole of the Central Plains was filled with grief. He won the hearts of the people like this. He had never been seen since King Wen of Luo. - "Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Biography of Luo Xuan"
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