Traditional medicine has long included surgical procedures, but due to limitations, few doctors dared to perform them, but Dr. Huang did.
I heard he had been a military doctor, so it's not so strange now.
He directed his apprentices to brew aconite powder, and instructed them to add datura flower, which could achieve general anesthesia and enhance the analgesic effect.
Di Xiu followed him in, wanting to see how surgeries were performed in this era. Doctor Huang glanced at him but didn't chase him away; in fact, he took it for granted that he was being ordered around. When his apprentice came in and saw the situation, he pursed his lips and brought in the prepared aconite powder and a pot of wine.
After administering the medicine to the patient, Doctor Huang ordered Di Xiu to fetch ginseng slices to keep him alive. He then heated a knife over a fire to treat the man's legs, and instructed his apprentice to clean the wounds on his arms. Di Xiu then treated the bite wounds on the man's body.
At this time, there is no rabies vaccine. If bitten, the wound must be cleaned immediately and then treated with hot acupuncture.
Dr. Huang acted swiftly and decisively, cutting off the lower leg that was almost severed in two. Even with soft silk wrapped around the knee, the wound was still quite large and the bleeding was considerable. He then used the hot iron plate method to stop the bleeding.
He observed the patient's physical signs, wrote a prescription, and asked his apprentice to get the medicine and brew it. The mother and daughter-in-law came over again, anxiously asking how their son/husband was. They wanted to rush in, but when they met the eyes of a man with a glint of steel in them, they immediately backed down.
After treating all the patient's wounds, applying medication, and wrapping them with gauze, it is necessary to observe them for a period of time, especially to see if the wounds become infected.
Many novels mention wound medicines that can reduce inflammation, and various ancient books have also passed down many anti-inflammatory formulas. However, even in modern times, it is not possible to completely prevent infection.
Di Xiu was about to go to the backyard to continue brewing the medicine when Doctor Huang stopped him and asked with a complicated expression, "Who exactly are you?"
Di Xiu looked back calmly: "An ordinary person."
"You..." Doctor Huang suddenly stopped what he was about to say and instead asked, "Why did you study medicine?"
"To heal the sick and save lives."
Why did you drive them away just now?
"We will not treat those who do not wish to be treated."
"...Then you should ask the patient."
Di Xiu spread his hands, seemingly helpless: "But the ones causing trouble are the family members."
After a moment of silence, Dr. Huang asked again, "Did you really study medicine to cure illnesses and save lives?"
"Um."
I cannot see your compassion.
"As long as you have a conscience, that's enough."
"Let me think about it."
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Ren'an Hall has two resident doctors who take turns seeing patients when they are not busy.
Dr. Huang often had to keep an eye on the patients' conditions during surgery. Another doctor, Dr. Li, arrived immediately upon receiving the news and sat in front of the room for the entire afternoon.
Most of the patients who came had common minor illnesses and ailments, with few difficult or serious diseases. So Dr. Li would ask his apprentice to practice, while he would supervise from the side. If the apprentice did well, he would pat him on the back; if he did poorly, he would tap him on the head.
He noticed that Doctor Huang not only kept his apprentice inside, but also talked to him for a long time, asking his apprentice, "Who is that person?"
"The new apprentice is called Hu Sibai, and he is Chang Niangzi's nephew."
Is there anything special about it?
His apprentice thought for a moment and replied, "He doesn't like to talk, but he's very reliable. He must have read a lot of medical books and has a solid foundation, but he just didn't have anyone to teach him."
"He wants to become Lao Huang's apprentice?"
"No, but he initially wanted to come in as an apprentice, but Doctor Huang refused him."
Upon hearing this, Dr. Li remembered that he had been away from home for a few days and knew about the matter, but hadn't paid much attention to it.
"I like his personality. How about I ask him to be your junior brother?" As soon as he finished speaking, Doctor Li saw the person in charge of the conversation look in his direction. He was puzzled. They weren't speaking loudly. How could he hear them from so far away?
"Okay, that will save you from always ordering me around."
Doctor Li slapped him on the head, feigning anger, and said, "You brat, I was just training you. Don't act innocent after getting the benefit."
"Should I go and call him over?"
Dr. Li thought for a moment and shook his head: "Let's take another look."
A few days later, after the patient's condition stabilized, Dr. Huang prescribed a new formula and sent him home to care for him. He was lucky and successfully survived the critical period, but his family came to cause trouble several more times, but that's another story.
...
Dr. Huang began to consider whether or not to take "Hu Sibai" as his apprentice.
However, when he returned to the clinic, he saw "Hu Sibai" standing next to Doctor Li, who was testing him by asking him to prescribe a medicine for a patient who was vomiting and having diarrhea.
"Hu Sibai" examined the patient's tongue coating, asked a few questions, took his pulse, and then recited the prescription. Doctor Li looked at him with appreciation, nodded and said it was good, and told him to write the prescription himself.
Dr. Huang asked in confusion, "Old Li, what are you doing?"
Doctor Li chuckled and winked at him, "What do you think of this young man? I'm thinking of taking him on as an apprentice."
Doctor Huang's face tightened. He glanced at the young man beside him and said dryly, "Very good."
Doctor Li then looked at Di Xiu: "Little Bai, I plan to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
After a moment's thought, Di Xiu tentatively said, "I want to be an itinerant doctor in the future."
"Suit yourself. I'll pass on the skills to you. Go wherever you want, just don't harm anyone."
"..."
As the emperor was preparing to become a disciple, Doctor Li reached out to support him, saying, "Don't rush, don't rush. There's not even a cup of tea yet. Come to my house tonight and you can meet your master's wife and your senior sister."
Dr. Huang, standing to the side, felt a little disheartened. "Alright, no need to think about it anymore."
The next day, Di Xiu officially became Doctor Li's third apprentice.
The eldest brother often follows Doctor Li. He is an orphan adopted by Doctor Li and takes his surname, Li. His name is Li Jueming. The second sister is Doctor Li's daughter, Li Yuzhu. It seems that the two of them are a couple.
Di Xiu began to learn from Doctor Li, who seemed to hold nothing back, revealing all his hidden skills.
In terms of teaching, Dr. Huang is a strict teacher, while Dr. Li is more of an entertaining teacher. Di Xiu has adapted quite well and gets along well with his senior brothers and sisters.
The snow outside fell and melted, and when the greenery peeked out again, Di Xiu had already quickly exhausted Doctor Li. It was hard to say about difficult and complicated diseases, but he could handle common diseases. Xu Chengzong finally ushered in the academy examination.
Meng Liniang specially went to the temple to ask for a talisman and put it in a sachet for him, and also gave him a consecrated calligraphy brush.
Di Xiu swapped the talisman inside the sachet with one he had drawn himself.
Xu Chengzong was filled with excitement, thinking that if he could pass the imperial examination and become a scholar, he could win the heart of his beloved.
Upon seeing the test questions, he inexplicably felt a sense of confidence, as if all the distracting thoughts in his mind had vanished, leaving him refreshed and clear-headed. All the books he had read and the content he had learned in the past came flooding back to him, and he felt his thoughts flowing like a spring.
He couldn't wait to pick up his brush, which was soaked with ink. He then scraped off the excess ink and made the first stroke without hesitation. It was as if he were divinely inspired, and the stroke was very smooth.
His initial tension vanished, and he looked at the next question. After a moment's thought, a smile appeared on his face, and he picked up his pen to compose a poem, which flowed smoothly like clouds and water.
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