Chapter 233

Xu Yi has always been on guard against misunderstandings.

He couldn't open a medical clinic at home, so he had to find another way and start from the side.

On a cold spring day in March, Xu Yi finished writing several medical cases in his study, and his fingers became colder and stiffer.

Reluctantly, he put down the brush, rubbed his hands, got up and moved about the room, throwing a few pieces of new charcoal into the brazier, opening the door, and Xu Yi called Ajin over.

Seeing Ah Jin walking quickly and leaning towards him, Xu Yi lowered his head and said, "You have been studying with me for so many years, it's time to practice medicine alone."

Ah Jin was pleasantly surprised after hearing this, and quickly asked: "Really?" Do you really want me to go? What about my brother? Do you want to come with me?"

"You are the only one. I have other plans for your brother." Xu Yi smiled and shook his head. "When the time comes, you will only be in charge of gynecology. If there is a man. If you know how to treat others, don't worry about it. Let your brother come."

A Jin lowered his eyes and thought, "Are we only accepting women and young ladies?"

"Yes," Xu Yi said.

Listening to the words of the aunts, Xu Yi knew that there were medicine ladies selling women's medicine in Qishui City, but their skills were limited and they could not cure many troublesome diseases.

When he was teaching A Xu and A Jin, except for the part where he taught them at the same time, the rest of the lessons were based on their different situations.

Thinking of this, Xu Yi smiled and said to Ah Jin: "Start tomorrow and I'll ask Erqing to help you. You just need to see the doctor and write the prescription."

Ah Jin said happily: "I understand."

The two were discussing how to do it . While conducting a medical consultation at home, Yang Xiujin heard that a family in Wangjia Village outside Qishui City had dysentery, so he rushed over with a medicine box.

When he came to the outside of Wangjia Village, the brother of that family was already waiting under the tree. When he saw him coming, he immediately led him to his home.

Yang Xiujin asked: "Who is sick?"

The Wang brother replied anxiously: "Doctor Yang, this is my father. He has been vomiting and diarrhea since he came back from the mountain. Now his abdomen is bloated and he can't get out."

Yang Xiujin frowned and asked him: "How long has this been going on?"

"It's been three days." Wang's brother sighed. "I was working in the city. It wasn't until my father was seriously ill that he sent someone to tell me. I came home two hours earlier than Dr. Yang. I'll ask someone to come and ask you to come."

Yang Xiujin nodded solemnly and followed Wang's brother into the house without saying anything.

The middle-aged man lying in the room looked to be in his forties. He was different from a normal person. His face was flushed and he was lying on the bed.

When he saw the doctor coming, he howled in a low voice, and the quilt covering his belly pulled away, revealing his somewhat bulging belly.

Yang Xiujin quickly put down the medicine box and checked his pulse, while telling him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue.

Seeing that the coating on his tongue was yellow and the stench came to his nostrils, Yang Xiujin frowned and held his breath, and then diagnosed the middle-aged man's slippery pulse.

Judging from this situation, it seems that he has obtained a certificate.

But where did March Day come from? This disease does not match the season.

After a while, Yang Xiujin changed his mind and thought that in addition to having such a reaction if he signed the certificate, he would also have this reaction if he ate poison indiscriminately.

He immediately asked: "What did you eat before you got sick?"

"No... nothing." The middle-aged man said weakly.

Yang Xiujin's eyebrows became more solemn. After thinking for a long time, he decided to prescribe him a prescription to stop vomiting and diarrhea.

"First grab two doses of medicine and come back. If it doesn't work after taking it, send someone to me immediately." After he finished writing the prescription, he told the Wang family brother.

Brother Wang didn't dare to delay, so he took the prescription given by Yang Xiujin, ran to Li Zheng's family, borrowed his family's ox cart and rushed to the city medical center to get medicine.

In a thatched house not far from the middle-aged man's house, Wang Laizi from the same village had been lying on a wooden bed for most of the day.

Since yesterday evening, he had been suffering from inexplicable vomiting and diarrhea after having dinner. By the middle of the night, he was already lying on the bed, panting feebly.

He no longer had the energy to even shout.

He was the only one left in his family, and his fellow villagers didn't know about it.

...

At this time, Yang Xiujin, who came out of Wangjiacun, was still worried about the middle-aged man's condition. After much thought, he decided to go to Xishuinan.

After a while, he came to the medical center.

"Teacher isn't here?" Yang Xiujin asked him with a slight frown when he saw that only Pang Mincai was guarding the medical center.

Pang Mincai raised her eyes and looked at him: "My father has gone to see a doctor. Is Junior Brother Yang looking for something?"

Yang Xiujin came to him and sighed softly: "I saw a patient in Wangjiacun today. His illness is a bit strange."

Pang Mincai asked . : "What's strange?"

Yang Xiujin told his senior brother the condition he diagnosed.

He said: "From the diagnosis, the disease is very similar to the certificate, but it is only March, how can the weather be so hot like this."

"It's weird." Pang Mincai frowned deeply and suspiciously.

He seemed to have thought of something and said to Yang Xiujin: "My father has a treatise on difficult and complicated diseases. I remember that there is a medical case in it that mentions the vomiting and diarrhea syndrome."

"But the teacher is not here, we can't touch the teacher's things. " ." Yang Xiujin shook his head and stopped him.

Pang Mincai smiled and asked him: "How many of our brothers and sisters have not read my father's medical book? Now take a look, what's the problem?"

Yang Xiujin: "..." How does this sound like a fallacy?

Before he could think of a rebuttal, Pang Min walked around him and went to the backyard of the medical center.

Yang Xiujin was stunned for a moment and followed quickly.

"Senior brother, wait for me."

...

In an instant, they arrived at the Pang family's study. Before Pang Mincai opened the study door, Yang Xiujin was already following behind him.

Before the two of them opened the door, suddenly, footsteps came from behind. It was Pang Yangxu who heard the sound and came over.

Seeing that it was them, Pang Yangxu saluted suspiciously: "Brother-in-law, Master Yang, what are you doing here?"

"I..."

Yang Xiujin was about to speak, but Pang Mincai immediately interrupted him and said with a smile: "There is something missing in the front hall. Paper, let me get some."

"Huh???" Pang Yangxu was stunned, "Didn't I just take a knife of paper and put it in the cabinet yesterday? Why did I run out of it?"

Pang Mincai thought to himself that he had made a mistake and quickly made another excuse: "I just said it too quickly. You said it wrong, there are no ink sticks, I'll get some."

When he said this, Pang Yangxu didn't believe it.

Immediately, he chuckled and said: "Brother-in-law, you are lying without even thinking about who I am. Tell me honestly what you are going to do, or I will tell my grandfather."

After that, he turned and left.

"Hey, don't..." Pang Mincai hurriedly grabbed him and whispered a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, Pang Yangxu said: "So that's what happened. Uncle, you told me earlier. It's just a medical book. My uncle and Uncle Yang want to read it. How can they disagree."

Yang Xiujin forced himself to laugh dryly and could only say this. Answered.

After a while, the three of them entered the study and found the treatise on difficult and complicated diseases.

Putting it under the sunlight, the three heads came together and found the medical record on vomiting and diarrhea syndrome.

"Is this person's filth disturbing his stomach and intestines, causing him to vomit?" Pang Mincai murmured softly.

Yang Xiujin next to him heard this and his head buzzed.

Then, he widened his eyes and shouted hurriedly: "It's broken! Something happened!"

Pang Mincai and Pang Yangxu looked at him in unison.

"What bad thing happened?"

Yang Xiujin took a deep breath and said, "If the man in Wangjiacun had filthy gastrointestinal disorders, wouldn't it be possible that he would cause a plague?"

Pang Mincai was shocked: "!"

...

The next day, a donkey The car hurriedly arrived at Wangjiacun.

Two handsome men came out of the carriage. They were Pang Mincai and Yang Xiujin.

The two of them walked quickly towards Wang's house regardless of other people's eyes. Before they reached his house, they smelled a strange smell in front of the neighbor's house.

Looking along the wooden gate, they were horrified to find that someone had fainted against the door. His clothes were full of filthy stench, and he was actually incontinent.

Without enough time to dislike it, the two of them hurriedly took out a handkerchief from their sleeves and tied it on their faces, pushed open the wooden gate, and checked to see how the villager was doing.

Relying on his will to survive, the leper Wang crawled to the door of the house. Before he could call for help, he had already lost consciousness. When he woke up again, it was already dusk.

He vaguely felt that the sticky and disgusting things on his body had been cleaned away, and there was no stench at all.

"Who is it?" He struggled to get up and found that he was still at home.

A dim oil lamp was lit on the small table next to it.

There was no oil lamp in his house, so this oil lamp was obviously a lifesaver. The next moment, the wooden door outside creaked open, and Yang Xiujin came back with a bowl of dark medicinal soup.

Seeing him waking up, Yang Xiujin sighed and said, "Fortunately, my senior brother and I found you, otherwise you might not be able to save your life."

"You are..." Wang Laizi looked at him by the light of the oil lamp. He quickly recognized who this person was, "You are Doctor Yang from Yangjiazhuang, Guo Township next door."

Yang Xiujin nodded and admitted, "It's me."

He brought the medicinal soup to Wang Leizi to drink, while talking about his illness. After that, I asked him what bad things he had eaten.

Wang Lezi recalled what happened these days and said hesitantly: "There is no good food in the countryside. I just caught some crabs and shrimps in the river these days." At this point, he suddenly What comes to mind.

"Oh, by the way, Lao Wang's family next door was there that day. He seemed to be washing clothes in the river... I remembered that the clothes he washed had a smell, as if he had diarrhea."

Listening to his description, Yang Xiujin stared at him speechless.

I can't imagine the scene at that time, how this Wang Laizi could bear to take the shrimps and crabs from the river home to eat.

But it was this incident that made Yang Xiujin realize that the cause and effect of their illness was not simple.

Somehow, he seemed to feel that something big had happened.

If it is true, as the book says, that this disease is "turbidity that disturbs the gastrointestinal tract", I'm afraid someone in Wangjiacun will still get the disease.

He and his senior brother had to tell the villagers the news before the disease broke out.

"You should have a good rest first, and don't eat any more shrimps and crabs in the river." Yang Xiujin told him.

Wang Laizi was puzzled: "I am sick because I ate the shrimps and crabs?"

"Yes and no." Yang Xiujin said, thought for a while, and said half hesitantly, "The river in the village may have been polluted, and I ate the water and the water in the river." It may cause vomiting and diarrhea."

He didn't need to say anything, Wang Laizi also knew that if the vomiting and diarrhea didn't stop, someone could easily die!

Suddenly, a chill ran through him.

"Thank you, Doctor Yang, for informing me."

Wang Lezi stood up weakly and bowed towards Yang Xiujin.

Yang Xiujin helped him back to bed and came out of his house with a heavy heart.

...

After all this trouble, they did not return to Xishuinan until night.

The two of them first went to the hospital in the front yard, lit candles, found honeysuckle, atractylodes and moxa leaves in the medicine cabinet, and put them into a medicine jar to boil.

Pour out some of it and take it, and twist some of it into a handkerchief to wipe your whole body.

Then he took off his clothes, wrapped them in linen and tied them up. After doing this, the two people, who were silent to each other, looked at each other.

At this time, Yang Xiujin relieved his tension and sat on the chair with weak legs. He pinched his legs and looked at Pang Mincai: "Then the Wang family doesn't know what they ate to get sick. We are the only ones who can withstand

this ?" When I went to Wangjiacun, Pang Mincai was equally hesitant when diagnosing the middle-aged man, not to mention whether the prescription he prescribed would work.

To be honest, Yang Xiujin knew that his medical skills were not very good, so he did not dare to exaggerate, thinking that the prescription he prescribed would be effective.

Pang Mincai remained silent.

In an instant, he raised his head and looked at Yang Xiujin, as if he already had an idea: "If the three of us are traveling together, we must have my teacher. Why don't we recruit someone else to go with us."

"Huh? Recruit someone?" Yang Xiujin looked at him blankly.

Pang Mincai smiled brightly: "Have you forgotten that Brother Xu you met a few days ago? His medical skills are far superior to ours. If we can't heal well, doesn't it mean he can't either?"

"Will he agree?" Yang Xiujin asked.

Pang Mincai said confidently: "He will agree."