Chapter 2149 No Talent
Unlike the patriarch's enthusiasm, although Gu Lu also smiled at them, Manbao and Bai Shan could feel his coldness and... distrust.
The herdsmen were very quick. They set up a tent, spread their blankets inside, and put a low table on it to entertain their guests.
Gu Lu invited them in to sit down.
Manbao was very interested in their camp, and the light in the tent was not very good, so she declined and pointed to the slightly higher hillside and said, "How about we sit there?"
Gu Lu looked at the place she pointed for a while and nodded slightly.
So they turned and climbed up the hillside next to them. Instead of reaching the top, they sat cross-legged halfway up the hill.
Bai Shan first looked up at the sun in the sky and thought they could talk for quite a while, so he didn't mention the doctor. Instead, he asked, "Have many people in your tribe suffered from smallpox?"
Gu Lu said vaguely: "It's all right now. The gods have forgiven our recklessness and negligence."
Manbao paused as she was about to suggest checking the pulse of someone who had smallpox. Her eyes fell on Gu Lu's face and she asked, "Are the medicines you're taking working?"
Gu Lu said: "It is somewhat useful."
Manbao breathed a sigh of relief. At least she still believed that the medicine was effective. She stopped Bai Shan and asked him for paper and pen, and wrote down the three prescriptions.
In order to prevent them from getting confused, she wrote the three prescriptions on three separate pieces of paper.
Gu Lu didn't expect her to be so direct, and lowered his eyes to hide the surprise in his eyes.
Regardless of what he thought, Manbao directly took out three prescriptions and said to him, "All three of these can treat smallpox, but the pulse conditions are different, so the prescriptions are different."
She said, "Of course, everyone's pulse is different. A good doctor will increase or decrease the amount of medicine based on each person's pulse. There will be some variations, but you can just rely on the prescription."
There are many doctors in the world who make a living by relying on a few prescriptions passed down from their ancestors. Xiao Yuanzheng and others said that in some remote areas, a doctor may only treat one disease in his entire life, but he can still become a famous doctor because he can diagnose a disease and then use the right prescription.
Man Bao said, "You can learn how to diagnose smallpox, determine the patient's pulse condition, and then prescribe medicine for him. Do you know how to feel a pulse?"
Gu Lu said, "A little bit."
He is a witch and has always been responsible for treating the tribe members. He knows more about medicine than anyone else in the tribe.
Manbao breathed a sigh of relief. This made teaching much easier.
She pointed to the child behind him and said, "Then feel his pulse."
Gu Lu narrowed his eyes and looked at her. After a long while, he smiled and nodded. He called his apprentice to him, asked a few questions, felt his pulse, and said, "He is very healthy."
Manbao: ...
She knows he's unhealthy even without taking his pulse, okay?
Manbao asked the boy to turn around, reached out to feel his pulse and asked, "Does your stomach hurt at night?"
Gu Lu helped her translate, and the child was stunned for a moment before nodding.
Manbao raised an eyebrow, knowing the child didn't speak Chinese, so he asked in Hu dialect: "How much pain does it cause? Will you roll over?"
She spoke slowly, so even though her accent was a little different from here, the child still understood. He glanced at his master and replied, "I won't roll over, but it hurts."
Manbao asked, "Does it hurt now?"
The child shook his head.
Manbao asked him to lean back, then lifted his clothes and pressed his stomach, asking, "Does it hurt?"
The child shook his head.
"Here?"
The child hissed and cried out, "It hurts, it hurts a little."
Gu Lu's face was full of surprise.
Manbao gestured for Gu Lu to feel his pulse again and instructed him, "His pulse is stagnant, and most importantly, his complexion is sallow. His belly is clearly round, but his face and limbs are thin. It's obvious that he's sick. How can he be healthy?"
Gu Lu:......
Manbao said: "Remember his current pulse and complexion, this is because there are worms in his stomach."
Gu Lu reached out to feel his pulse, but after a long time he still couldn't tell.
Manbao called another child over and said, "Feel his pulse and compare it."
Gu Lu touched them for a long time, and finally Man Bao simply let him touch one with each hand, saying, "This way we can always compare them, right?"
However, after hearing this, one would always ignore the other, and Gu Lu's forehead was sweating.
Manbao didn't expect that he couldn't hear such an obvious pulse, and since he was taking the pulse at the same time, shouldn't it be very clear?
She still didn't believe it, "Come on, come on, call a few more people, how can we not get it out?"
Gu Lu nodded to his young apprentice somewhat awkwardly and gave him a few instructions. Then the young apprentice ran downstairs and soon came up with a group of people, including men, women, young and old.
Manbao was very satisfied with this and rolled up his sleeves and said, "If you want to prescribe the right medicine for the disease, you must first be able to diagnose the disease. Only by correctly diagnosing the disease can you prescribe the right medicine."
She said, "Even if you don't know how to change the prescription according to the patient's pulse, the same prescription for the same disease will always be effective. It's just a matter of how effective it is."
This Gu Lu knew, and he nodded.
So Manbao began to teach him how to take pulses and diagnose diseases. They had just experienced smallpox, and from the twelfth month of last year until now, they had also suffered a snowstorm. There was not much rice and grain, and everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, had some problems. Only the young and strong had good pulses.
Many people were found to have serious problems during the examination, so Manbao taught him how to take the pulse and diagnose the disease.
The clan leader came over at some point and looked for a while. Seeing that Wu's face was pale and sweat was on his forehead, he couldn't help but say to Manbao, "Miss Zhou, these people are not smallpox patients. What's the point of feeling their pulse?"
Manbao said, "You can't find me a smallpox patient right now."
She said, "That's the only way to feel a pulse. He can tell if it's a healthy pulse, a stagnant pulse, or a smooth pulse, and determine where the person is sick, whether it's a high fever or something else. Then he can ask about the course of the patient's illness, observe their complexion and physical condition, and only then can he comprehensively determine whether the person has smallpox, common pox, or a high fever caused by something else, and then give a corresponding prescription."
She said, "Observation, auscultation, listening, questioning, and palpation. The first three should be easy for a witch. If you can't remember them, I can write down all the symptoms of a smallpox patient in detail. But taking the pulse is impossible. You must learn to diagnose the disease yourself."
It is easy to tell whether the face is sallow or rosy, but not everyone can tell what the pulse is like.
She felt that Gu Lu had no talent. As a sorcerer, he couldn't even feel his own disciple's obvious pulse. Besides, he could tell by looking at his face, right?
God have mercy on him. Gu Lu always thought that his apprentice had a sallow complexion because he didn't eat well, and didn't think much about it.
Daji reminded: "Master, Miss Man, the sunset has appeared, we should go back.
Bai Shan also looked up at the sun, smiled and stood up and said, "This is not something that can be learned in a short time. Why don't you think about it tonight and come back tomorrow."
See you tomorrow
(End of this chapter)
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