Chapter 720 A Dream of Youth 252
Three carriages left the capital. Xie Ning also lowered the curtains and closed her eyes to rest. Before getting into the carriage, Jiang Yuan had just told her that they were probably going to send someone away.
That young master Shi is beyond saving.
Xie Ning didn't know how difficult it was to save him, so he just followed the middle-aged man beside Jiang Yuanzheng through the side gate. There was a courtyard right inside, where a servant was already waiting. When he saw the middle-aged man bringing people over, he quickly led them to the back courtyard.
Just around the corner, I saw a woman weeping with her face covered next to the artificial hill. Beside her stood a little girl, her eyes also red, looking at her mother helplessly.
Seeing the middle-aged man leading Jiang Yuanzheng and Xie Ning over, the woman quickly wiped away her tears and curtsied, "Uncle."
The middle-aged man sighed, "Don't be too sad, you still have children."
"Okay." Then he followed the others into the house.
There were three doctors standing inside, and an old woman sitting at the table, sobbing in a suppressed voice. Xie Ning bowed to Jiang Yuanzheng, saying, "Master Shi, Madam Shi."
Madam Shi quickly stood up and said to Dean Jiang, "No need for formalities, Dean Jiang, please take a look at my son. He has had a high fever since last night and we can't bring it down."
"Don't worry, Madam, I'll go see right away."
Xie Ning then met the gaze of Manager Du. "What brings you here, Manager Du?"
"I came here last night and gave him medicine to reduce his fever, but it just didn't work." He really did his best, and the other two doctors nodded repeatedly.
This disease is really difficult to treat; they've tried every method they could think of.
Xie Ning peeked out from behind and couldn't help but shudder when he saw Shi Xiaodaren, who was running a high fever and shivering incessantly. At this moment, Shi Xiaodaren was lying face down on the bed, his exposed back covered with festering sores that were also accompanied by a foul stench.
"This..." Xie Ning glanced at Jiang Yuanzheng, but ultimately didn't say anything, because this illness was difficult to explain.
Even through the screen, Xie Ning could see the hunched figure of Elder Shi. Would he consider this retribution?
Carbuncles are actually just a rather frightening ailment, but people always give diseases good or bad names to express their praise or criticism of a person.
Jiang Yuanzheng shook his head, then sat down on a chair to take Xie Ning's pulse. After a long while, he silently put his hand down and gestured for Xie Ning to take a look.
"Why didn't you clean it?" Xie Ning frowned as she noted the pulse she had just felt. "These pustules need to be cleaned. Do you still have the prescription from before?"
Manager Du then took out the prescription, which was examined by both Dean Jiang and Xie Ning. They agreed that it was for clearing heat and detoxifying, and was exactly the right remedy, but it just wouldn't cure the illness.
Jiang Yuanzheng was also worried. He had not come to see the patient, but he had heard the imperial physicians who came to make house calls mention that at first there were only some millet-like white bumps on the back, but later the redness and swelling spread and formed a honeycomb-like pustules in the center, which were extremely painful to the touch.
"...At first, we used fresh herbs as a topical application to clear the heat and also prescribed detoxifying decoctions, but it only helped a little. Then it kept recurring until it is like this now."
The patient was also suffering greatly.
Xie Ning didn't understand, "If the right medicine had been used from the beginning, it should have gradually gotten better, so how could it still be so serious?"
The senior doctor who had treated Shi Xiaoda for the longest time couldn't help but complain, "The patient drank alcohol."
ah?
Officials in the Great Zhou Dynasty loved to feast, so when Shi Xiaodaren's condition wasn't serious, he thought it wasn't a big deal and often feasted. And then... he ended up like this.
Jiang Yuanzheng didn't know what to say.
They had no concept of bacterial infection, only thinking it was ordinary inflammation, inflammation caused by internal heat, and some other obscure and unspeakable explanation.
Even with a common inflammation, you shouldn't drink alcohol.
Old Madam Shi, who knew little about medicine, hesitated and asked, "Can't we drink alcohol?"
"Of course you can't drink it!"
Old Master Shi felt like he was going to die of anger. He was busy with official duties, and his child was already so grown up. The relationship between the father and son was not very good, so he hadn't paid much attention.
Who would have thought that this unfilial son would disregard the doctor's advice and go to a banquet!
Xie Ning added, "If you drink alcohol when you have sores, they will recur and spread more severely."
Old Madam Shi staggered slightly, then remembered that she had brought over a bottle of wine. "My son!"
Madam Shi was also feeling dizzy. She quickly grabbed Xie Ning's hand and asked through teary eyes, "Imperial Physician Xie, is there any hope for my husband?"
Xie Ning did not answer. She could not guarantee anything because the patient's sores were too severe, and he was still running a high fever. If the fever could not be brought down, then even if he was cured, he would be delirious from the fever.
Jiang Yuanzheng glanced at Elder Shi, and only spoke after seeing the other party nod slightly, "I will prescribe some medicine to clear heat and detoxify, and then use acupuncture as an aid. If the fever can be reduced, perhaps it can still be saved. If not, then let fate decide."
He can't make definitive statements all at once; he has to give people time to accept them.
Seeing that Dr. Jiang had started prescribing medicine, Xie Ning couldn't help but add, "Dr. Jiang, just taking medicine and applying herbal poultices won't work; we need to cleanse him."
"We cleaned the patient before applying the medicine," one of the doctors said, pointing to a handkerchief beside him. They were very meticulous.
“That’s not what I meant by cleaning him up,” Xie Ning said seriously. “If the rotten flesh on his body isn’t removed, even the best prescription for clearing heat and detoxifying will be useless.”
"Then how do we clean it up?" Seeing that Xie Ning seemed to have a way to save people, Master Shi couldn't help but place his hopes on her.
Xie Ning lowered her eyes. "Piece off the rotten flesh."
"Thump—" Old Madam Shi fainted immediately.
Madam Shi glanced at Lord Shi's back and collapsed to the ground. What difference was there between this and being slowly sliced to death?
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