The old doctor, his arms restrained by the broken ink, couldn't move an inch, yet he still shouted, "Is there a way?"
Jiang Qingpu didn't recognize the person who came. Those who were traveling with the princess must be rich and noble, but he only had the thought of saving people on his mind.
He couldn't bear to watch dozens of lives disappear in a single day.
"Dr. Jiang, please calm down."
Qin Zhaoqiong knew that Jiang Qingpu was eager to save lives, asking for nothing in return, and staying by the side of critically ill patients day and night, which was enough to prove it.
Sui Mo nodded slightly. She could tell that the old doctor meant no harm, so he used a skillful technique and did not hurt anyone.
With things having come to this, Qin Zhaoqiong could only grit her teeth and look behind her, "Zhaoyue, do you really have a way?"
Qin Zhaoyue took a deep breath. "I'm not sure if it will work. The success rate is probably... less than 30%."
The crowd immediately stirred, many people looking grim. Thirty percent? That was far too low.
But Jiang Qingpu did not think so.
He had tried everything, even using his own treasured ginseng to keep patients alive, but he could not stop them from dying one by one.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Suimo released his grip.
"Could you let this old man take a look at the prescription? Perhaps it can be improved."
"It's not a prescription..."
Seeing her hesitation, Qin Zhaoqiong took the initiative to speak: "Sixth sister, please speak freely."
Qin Zhaoyue wasn't unwilling to tell him, but she couldn't even be sure if there was a 30% chance of success.
She didn't have any professional medical knowledge; she had just spent about half a year in the hospital and had seen some strange cases.
There was once a girl who had been dieting for a long time and was rushed to the hospital with severe diarrhea.
The situation was critical. She already had metabolic alkalosis and unfortunately contracted the virus, making treatment very difficult. She spent almost all her time in the ICU.
Because the girl was so thin she was almost unrecognizable, she had inquired about her situation.
In Qin Zhaoyue's view, these patients in Mingyan County should be suffering from acute alkalosis, which their bodies cannot metabolize.
No wonder the doctors were helpless. I remember that in the later stages, the only treatment seemed to be hemoperfusion, but that kind of technology didn't exist in this day and age.
All Qin Zhaoyue could think of right now were the ingredients in the rehydration solution, and under the current circumstances, it was difficult to determine whether it was saving a life or killing someone.
There were too many unstable factors, and I hadn't made up my mind before coming here whether I really wanted to voice this absurd idea.
But weren't the imperial physicians and senior doctors already at a loss?
"The method I'm referring to is to inject brine into the patient's vein."
Sure enough, after hearing her method, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
"Nonsense!" an official from the Ministry of Civil Affairs immediately shouted. "What kind of method is this? Isn't this tantamount to murder?"
"This matter concerns lives and deaths; Sixth Princess, you should not interfere."
The officials, who had initially changed their opinion of the Sixth Princess because of the water purification incident, immediately overturned their previous views:
She's still the same sixth princess, absurd, foolish, and willful.
Pei Xueqiao frowned.
He was well-read in poetry and literature, and had also read many medical books.
There is a record in a miscellaneous book that tea, salt, and vinegar can all be used as medicine, but injecting brine into a person's body... this method is unheard of.
This is not pure water. If she acts recklessly and causes a death, her already tarnished reputation will plummet, and she may even be impeached by the censors.
But looking up, Qin Zhaoyue's expression clearly showed no sign of fooling around.
Solemn and calm, he was completely different from the person I saw in the capital.
Pei Xueqiao couldn't help but wonder, could it really be feasible?
Meng Jian's gaze also fell on Qin Zhaoyue's face.
His cultivation level is high, allowing him to perceive even more subtle emotions and physical conditions.
His heartbeat quickened slightly, his breathing became steady, and judging from his expression, he realized that the Sixth Princess was no child's play.
It's even more absurd that she made these remarks after careful consideration.
Meng Jian was in charge of establishing a centralized medical treatment area at the time. When classifying patients into mild and severe cases, the imperial physicians had already treated them.
Because of his identity, he did not hide it.
Perhaps some of them can be saved, but the cost and time involved are unbearable, and the chances of success are very low.
In the urgent need of disaster relief, the imperial physicians chose to treat the vast majority of patients with mild symptoms who had a chance of surviving.
At the time, Meng Jian felt it was perfectly reasonable. Half a day later, he was transferred to the landslide dam to investigate the flood discharge, and he stopped paying attention to it.
Standing in this room, Meng Jian could not remain indifferent.
He also hoped that the Sixth Princess could really come up with a way to save people, but injecting brine into their bodies...
Ignoring the crowd's questions, Jiang Qingpu asked, "What is a vein?"
"The channels through which the body's qi and blood are transported: arteries supply blood to the organs, and veins collect blood and return it to the heart."
Jiang Qingpu pondered for a moment, "Which book records this that aligns with the theory of qi and blood circulation?"
"An ancient book."
This matter is too risky; Qin Zhaoyue cannot use the name of a sorcerer.
She, as a princess, might be able to bear the consequences, but an unknown sorcerer definitely couldn't.
Before Jiang Qingpu could ask any more questions, the withered old man huddled in the corner suddenly began to convulse violently again.
"master!"
He disregarded everything else and, supported by the young apprentice, rushed over and lunged to the old man's side.
"Quickly, get my silver needles!"
Soon, Jiang Qingpu administered the acupuncture using the same method as before, but this time it had no effect.
The old man's convulsions became more and more severe, and his eyes rolled upwards. The two young apprentices, one on each side, were struggling to hold him down.
"help!"
The guards, under orders, immediately stepped forward and replaced the medicine boy. With their powerful strength, they finally managed to control the old man's body.
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