The Zhang family has no knowledge and does not know that the dragon's blood is exhausted, which does not mean that the doctors of the Hanging Pot Hall do not know the dragon's blood exhaustion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dragon blood exhaustion to stop bleeding is indeed a miraculous effect, which should be known to many doctors, and this point is also clearly recorded in the "Compendium of Materia Medica". It's just that Li Shizhen is a native of the Ming Dynasty, and there is no Li Shizhen in today's Dajing Dynasty, and naturally there is no existence of the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Jiang Huijia didn't know what today's doctors thought of dragon blood exhaustion, dragon blood exhaustion is not a medicinal material in Middle Earth, it is mainly produced in Yunnan. In the Dajing Dynasty, Yunnan was an independent state, and it was called Nanzhao at the time. Jiang Huijia didn't know how popular the dragon's blood was, so he specifically mentioned the dragon's blood exhaustion.

But most of all, she still wanted to lead to sutures.

In fact, judging from the current condition of the injured man, if his wound cannot be stitched up, the chance of saving his life is too low.

At the same time, Jiang Huijia's proposal for suturing should not be reckless.

Although a large part of the general population is not aware of the art of suturing, this does not mean that traditional Chinese medicine sutures do not exist. The stitching that Jiang Huijia said is by no means a precedent.

In fact, in ancient China, surgical procedures have long been practiced. Nor is it the case that many modern people later believed, that surgery was the preserve of Western medicine.

For example, Bian Que in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Hua Tuo in the Three Kingdoms Period, etc., are very remarkable ancient surgeons.

The breadth and profundity of Chinese medicine is beyond the imagination of many people. It is only after thousands of years of inheritance and loss, and later, too many ancient magic skills have been submerged in the long river of history, which makes many modern people mistakenly think that Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine.

Of course, after modern times, another very important reason why Chinese medicine has withered is that the study of Chinese medicine requires too many years of accumulation. A prescription is easy to memorize, but to be actually applied to patients, it may often take thousands of changes, missing a fraction of a millimeter, or a thousand miles.

This science is delicate and grand, and the same inheritance, learned by different people, is likely to get very different results.

Some people have learned to become quacks, some people are not good or bad, but those who can really learn and succeed, or even come out of the blue, are none in a million!

Jiang Huijia's expression darkened slightly, and the development of traditional Chinese medicine showed a trend of regression later, but in fact, it was not related to the controversy between the schools of traditional Chinese medicine itself? For example, there were many surgical pioneers in ancient China, but there were also many famous doctors who denounced surgery as heresy and refused to accept it, but suppressed it.

She said how to suture, but unfortunately no one answered, and she could only stop talking and not say more.

Zhang pulled her again: "Third brother and sister, let's go!"

Jiang Huijia lowered her head slightly and took a step back.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, there was a sudden burst of laughter outside the lobby: "I don't expect that there are still people in the market who can return to the basics and go straight to the essence! But isn't that how it should be? When the wound is broken, it should be sewn up! It's ridiculous that there are some stupid things, isn't human life as important as the rules?"

Jiang Huijia raised her eyes in surprise and saw a group of people walking outside the gate.

Walking in the forefront was a bearded old man with an angry beard, this person was full of heaven, his face was purple, his nose was straight, his eyes were bright, although he was obviously an old man in his fifties, but he looked very energetic. He strode at the front, followed by a group of people.

The most striking thing in this group was a few men in the official uniforms of the catcher, and an old man with gray hair was also accompanying him, this man looked like he was in his sixties, with a slightly hunched back, and two boys were followed by him, one carrying a medicine box, and the other was beside him and supporting him.

Shopkeeper Sun was the first to greet him, and he saluted a few people: "Yang Gong, you are here!" This was said to the bearded old man, and then saluted to another old man, calling him "old lady", and saluting several people quickly, calling the leader "Zhao Zhutou", and the rest of them were called "Catcher".

Doctor Zhang and other doctors also came to salute, and the old man known as Yang Gong waved his hand and said, "Hello! Where is the injured?"

Shopkeeper Sun hurriedly led a few people to the injured person, and asked tentatively: "Zhao Zhutou and a few master catchers came here in person today, but do you have a business trip?" After all, the wound on the injured person's body is a knife wound, and at first glance, this is not a normal injury, of course Shopkeeper Sun has to ask clearly.

Zhao Zhutou smiled: "The injured man inside has done a great thing today, Shopkeeper Sun, I and a few brothers have come to visit this hero, you must cure people!"

Shopkeeper Sun said "ah", and said with a busy smile: "Look at what you said, what is our hanging pot hall, do you still know Zhao Zhutou?"

As he spoke, he looked at the "old lady", who was called "old lady" by the shopkeeper Sun, and this old man was actually the big proprietor behind the Hanging Pot Hall, Old Man Liu.

Although Old Man Liu looks old on his face, his spirit is not bad. He spoke slowly: "Zhao Zhutou, my generation practices medicine, and it is necessary to do my best." However, if manpower is poor and there is something to do, how can everything be certain?" he sighed slightly and looked at the wounded man lying on the ground.

The wounded man was lying on a stretcher, his face pale from excessive blood loss, and he couldn't stop letting out a low moan. Although he was not completely unconscious, looking at this state, it was obvious that he was in pain for a long time.

Several people showed compassion on their faces, and Zhao Zhutou bowed to the injured seriously, and said to the other people who accompanied the injured: "Several heroes have made meritorious contributions to thieves, and Zhao is here to thank you first." A few people can rest assured that the county government will fully bear the cost of this hero's injury and illness, and the Hanging Hutang side will also do its best to treat it. ”

It turned out that the reason why this man was injured was because he fought with the bandits!

The onlookers exclaimed in unison, and some of the patients who had been waiting to see a doctor gathered together in three or five and began to discuss in a low voice.

Zhang was also a little excited, he didn't want to come to the county seat today, but he could still see such a lively scene. She didn't have the heart to pull Jiang Huijia away, but also gossiped with her: "No wonder there are several hunters here! In broad daylight, I don't know where that person caught the bandit, there must be something inside! I don't know what the matter is!"

She stretched her neck to look at the injured person, even Jiang Huijia didn't talk to her at all, she said it with relish.

The few big men who sent the injured here got Zhao Zhutou's words, and while thanking them hastily, they only asked Dr. Zhang urgently: "Doctor, what do you think of now? Is our brother better?"

Dr. Zhang was very embarrassed, he was not very sure, and he was shirking it, but he thought that such a group of people would come. Now that Zhao Zhutou has a big hat buttoned down, although Old Man Liu has a lot to say, but at this time, he can't talk like before. But if he said that this man would be saved, he wouldn't have the guts. If you can't do it, how dare you promise it?