Chapter 721 A Dream of Youth 253
The group quickly helped Madam Shi to another room. Xie Ning gave her a few acupuncture needles, then glanced at the Boshan incense burner and said to the maid beside her, "Change the incense to sandalwood, and then brew some calming soup. When Madam Shi wakes up, serve her some."
"yes."
The main ingredients of An Shen Tang are ginseng, white poria cocos, and licorice. It invigorates qi, replenishes the middle jiao, and treats fatigue.
As soon as they returned to their original room, Jiang Yuanzheng pulled Xie Ning aside and said, "Imperial Physician Xie, this rotten flesh... even if it's sliced off, the person can't be saved."
A carbuncle has damaged the internal organs and marrow. If it had been in its early stages, there might have been hope for a full recovery, but now... it's too late.
The doctor who had been treating Master Shi from the beginning chimed in, "This is a Yang syndrome, and it develops quickly. We've tried using fire needles to open up the ulcerated area, clean out the pus, and apply medicine, but... it's already caused inflammation, and it's getting worse..."
That's why the patient developed a high fever.
The other doctors nodded in agreement. Manager Du, who came later to treat the patient, knew that the necrotic tissue could be removed, but this required skill and was prone to causing inflammation. Just cleaning the pus alone had already made the patient's condition so severe.
Even if the rotten flesh is removed at this point, it won't save the patient because the wound is too large.
First, he was weak and had stagnant qi; second, he was angry; third, he had weak kidney qi; fourth, he drank cold wine, ate roasted food, and took medicine that caused heat toxicity; fifth, this young master Shi went to a banquet before he had fully recovered, which can only be described as courting death.
But Manager Du himself knew that many of these scholars questioned the doctor's skills, and some simply wouldn't listen to advice, believing that their own methods were always correct.
Jiang Yuanzheng glanced outside the screen, then patted Xie Ning on the shoulder. "Imperial Physician Xie, I know you want to save him, but the pus has already formed, and his chances of survival are slim."
Doctors are human, not gods. Although Dr. Jiang had no concept of bacterial or microbial infection, he knew that with such a large wound, if external pathogens invaded, it would cause more severe inflammation, which would be beyond the help of even gods and Buddhas.
Even now, they are just stalling for time; whether things will get better or not is up to fate.
That's why he didn't suggest removing the necrotic tissue, since it was already beyond saving, so why bother with surgery? Cleaning the wound would suffice.
Our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents. If we remove the rotten flesh, we still can't save the person, and we might offend their family.
Even if they did their best, in the eyes of the patient's family, it was a cruel method that couldn't save the person, and that was their fault.
Xie Ning is still young and naive.
With outsiders present, it wasn't appropriate for the headmaster to speak so explicitly, so he only hinted at it subtly.
Xie Ning was also somewhat dejected. She could guarantee her surgical skills, but she couldn't guarantee that the patient would survive the infection.
"You all go in and give the patient the medicine first." Jiang Yuanzheng dismissed the others and then continued to comfort Xie Ning, "This illness is serious. Once it becomes purulent, it's practically a death sentence. Doctor Xie, don't blame yourself."
Xie Ning didn't blame herself; she just felt powerless because it wasn't just this young master Shi, but also the soldiers on the battlefield. They often didn't die on the spot from swords, but were defeated by infected wounds.
During her time in the Northwest, she would often flip through medical books in her spare time, trying to find ways to prevent wound infection.
If this problem can be solved, then fewer people will die from the infection.
"If..." Xie Ning hesitated, "Professor Jiang, I saw an example in a medical book passed down from a Han Dynasty physician: using the bluish mold on tofu to treat wounds and help them heal. It says that this bluish mold has a certain effect in preventing the invasion of external pathogens. Could we try it...?"
"No." Imperial Physician Jiang refused without hesitation. "This matter is of utmost importance. Physician Xie, young Master Shi is no ordinary person. We cannot use him as a guinea pig for experimentation."
If the experiment fails and the child dies, no one can bear the responsibility.
Xie Ning nodded; she knew that Dean Jiang was thinking of her best interests.
"No, no, you can!"
Both of them were startled by the sudden voice. It turned out to be the middle-aged man who had led them there, who was also the third master of the Shi family.
Master Shi simply climbed over the railing. His face was full of excitement, and he was too embarrassed to shake Xie Ning's hand. He could only bow deeply and say, "Master Xie, I know that my nephew is now in great difficulty to save. If you have any ideas, please try them. Even if you can't save him in the end, my Shi family will never blame you."
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