Chapter 8: Healing and Saving Lives (2)
The room was dimly lit, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine came to my nose.
A middle-aged man with a long beard was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale, and he didn't move, only his slightly undulating chest and abdomen made people feel that he was still alive, this should be the patient Zhou Mingshu.
After everyone entered the room, they automatically gave up the position near the head of the bed. Zhang Song walked forward slowly, carefully checked Zhou Mingshu's face, and then grabbed Zhou Mingshu's left hand and began to take the pulse.
Yu Minzhi and Zhou Fang looked at Zhang Song calmly, their expressions elegant and gentle.
Li Mo looked very nervous, and with eagerness and expectation, he stared closely at Zhang Song's every movement, for fear of missing something.
Fang Tao had a straight face, expressionless, and watched Zhang Song treat Zhou Mingshu without saying a word.
Yu Xinzhi first looked at him with a sneer, waiting to see Zhang Song's joke, but after seeing Zhang Song's calm expression and skillful techniques, he was shocked.
Zhang Song secretly kept everyone's performance in mind.
Zhou Mingshu's pulse was weak, the muscles in his arms were soft, and his forehead was hot, so he should have inflammation and had been sick for a while.
It seems that the patient mentioned on Ge Bu last night should be Zhou Mingshu. Who would cause Zhou Mingshu to die? Zhang Song thought about everything that happened after entering the valley, and had a faint idea in his heart, but it was not yet determined.
Everyone didn't know that Zhang Song was thinking about who threw Gebu in last night, but thought that he was thinking about Zhou Mingshu's condition, so they all waited patiently and quietly, not daring to disturb.
After a while, Yu Xinzhi's face was full of ridicule again, and he said, "Boy, are you trapped?" Don't prescribe medicine indiscriminately and cure Zhou Mingshu to death! ”
"Heart, don't talk nonsense!" Before Zhang Song could respond, Yu Minzhi stopped Yu Xinzhi with a voice.
Yu Xinzhi snorted in his mouth, but did not speak again.
Listening to Yu Xinzhi's words, Li Mo's face instantly turned ugly, and his eyes were full of suspicion when he looked at Zhang Song, and he was about to have a seizure.
Zhou Fang waved his hand at Li Mo, comforted Li Mo, and said to Zhang Song with a faint smile: "Doctor Zhang, just rest assured, don't worry, no matter what the result is, we Qingsong Valley will not blame you!" ”
"Zhou Jun......" As soon as Li Mo heard Zhou Fang's words, he immediately became anxious.
Zhou Fang stopped Li Mo again and said, "Zhou Mingshu is a member of my Zhou family, my cousin, I am more anxious than you to make his illness better, but how innocent is the doctor, is it because the patient is not cured that he has to be cured?" ”
Zhang Song was a little surprised, he looked at Zhou Fang, and said, "Thank you for Zhou Jun's understanding, if I don't diagnose it wrongly, Zhou Mingshu Zhou Jun has been traumatized, and the wound has suppurated." ”
It's not that Zhang Song is particularly smart, and he quickly learned the medical skills passed down by Shi Dao and diagnosed like a god, but when Zhang Song touched Zhou Mingshu's forehead, he faintly smelled the rancid smell coming from Zhou Mingshu's body. There was only a hint of rancidity, and you couldn't smell it unless you approached it.
Zhang Song faced everyone, and everyone's expressions were in their eyes.
Li Mo was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed, and the ugliness on his face disappeared.
Zhou Fang still looked so gentle and silent.
A trace of surprise flashed across Yu Minzhi and Fang Tao's faces, but there was no big surprise.
Only Yu Xinzhi's face was ugly, and he couldn't hold it anymore, but he didn't make a sound.
"Dr. Zhang still has a pair of discerning eyes, unlike someone who has no beads! Please treat it well. Li Mo laughed and patted Zhang Song's shoulder happily, while his eyes were squinting at his heart, looking disdainful.
Zhang Song nodded in response.
Yu Xinzhi glared at Zhang Song and Li Mo hatefully, snorted in his mouth, and walked away.
"Dr. Zhang is right, Changshang was indeed injured some time ago, and he was injured under duress, may I ask Dr. Zhang, can Changshang's illness be cured?" Zhou Fang asked.
Zhang Song pondered for a moment, if he grew up in this era, he would probably be helpless, because there was no concept of inflammation at this time, let alone drugs to treat inflammation. Even the current Zhang Song can only say that he will give it a try, and he is not too sure.
"You can give it a try, I'm only 50% sure." Zhang Song said after thinking about it carefully.
There was a look of disappointment on everyone's faces.
Li Mo shouted excitedly: "Only fifty percent sure? No, you've got to do your best! ”
Zhou Fang was hesitant, and Yu Minzhi didn't speak.
Zhang Song was waiting for the two to make a decision, and observing that now, Zhang Song estimated that the Qingsong Valley was headed by Yu Minzhi and Zhou Fang.
"Fifty percent is indeed a little less, but it is better than we estimated, although Dr. Zhang rescued, please do your best, we will promise you all if you are asked." Zhou Fang finally made up his mind and said to Zhang Song, and at the same time glanced at Yu Minzhi.
Yu Minzhi opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it, she nodded and approved of the decision.
Zhang Song's eyes rolled twice, and said: "I really have a request, there are two flavors of my unique medicine, which are not sold in the pharmacy, and I have to go to the mountain to pick them, I heard that Feilong Mountain is rich in medicinal materials, and please send someone to Feilong Mountain with me to collect medicine." ”
"To Flying Dragon Mountain? No way! Fang Tao said.
"Why?" Zhang Song asked.
"Doctor Zhang, you don't know anything." Zhou Fang smiled bitterly and said, "Feilong Mountain is the territory of the Flying Dragon Thieves, and we can't enter it." ”
Zhang Song looked at Zhou Fang and Li Mo in surprise and did not speak.
"You don't need to look at us with such strange eyes, although we were dragon thieves two days ago, we are not dragon thieves." Li Mo understood why Zhang Song was surprised and replied, but did not explain why he pretended to be a dragon thief.
Zhang Song didn't ask, and there shouldn't be any results in asking questions, so he said a little embarrassed: "Then I'll go to the nearby mountains to see if I can pick these two medicinal herbs." ”
"No problem, I'll send someone to keep you safe then." Zhou Fang agreed.
"Good!" Zhang Song answered, and ordered someone to boil water.
After the boiling water was brought over, Zhang Song asked for some arrowroot cloth, soaked it in boiling water, and then stretched out his hand to untie Zhou Mingshu's clothes.
At this time, Yu Minzhi left the room accompanied by Fang Tao. Zhang Song knew that although the Western Jin Dynasty did not have the kind of male and female defense in the Ming and Qing dynasties, as a woman, it was not good to watch the body of a strange man in front of everyone, so it was normal for Yu Minzhi to leave first.
After untying Zhou Mingshu's clothes, what was revealed in front of Zhang Song's eyes was an obvious purulent wound, the wound was on Zhou Mingshu's left flank, judging from the shape, it should be a spear stabbing wound.
The wound was very red and swollen, and a piece of arrowroot cloth was stuffed in the middle, and pus and blood were oozing out.
Zhang Song gently took out the kudzu cloth with new chopsticks soaked in boiling water, and a fishy smell filled the room in a moment.
Zhou Fang, who was watching from the side, frowned, covered his nose with his hand, and took a few steps back.
Li Mo straightened up his originally bent body and twisted his head to the side.
Zhang Song endured the nausea, carefully wiped the pus and blood from the wound with a kudzu cloth, and then gently scraped off the rotten flesh of the wound with chopsticks. After cleaning the wound, Zhang Song dressed the wound with a clean kudzu cloth soaked in boiling water.
During this process, Zhou Mingshu kept moaning, but he didn't wake up from beginning to end.
When Zhang Song was doing this, Zhou Fang and Li Mo both looked at Zhang Song in surprise, and they stopped talking.
Zhang Song knew what they were surprised about, he had learned this kind of treatment technique in his previous life, not from the stone path, and there should not be such a concept of detoxification in this era. Zhou Fang and Li Mo's surprise was not surprising to Zhang Song.
Although it was only a simple detoxification, due to insufficient preparation, it took Zhang Song a lot of effort to do it, and at the end of the treatment, it would be too late.
"Today is just a preliminary treatment, it will be late, I can't go up the mountain to collect medicine today, tomorrow I have to go up the mountain to collect medicine for further treatment." Zhang Song washed his hands, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said to Zhou Fang and Li Mo, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first." ”
"Okay, doctor, you can go back first." Zhou Fang hadn't recovered from the disgusting fishy smell yet, and said to Zhang Song with a frown.
"Someone!" Li Mo shouted to two sturdy men, "You two are still as usual, guard the elder, don't let the traitor harm him!" ”
The two sturdy men shouted "yes."
Zhang Song said a few words to the servant woman who came in to clean up, and then got up and left. Accompanied by the person who led the way when he came, Zhang Song walked back. Zhou Fang also followed Zhang Song and left, but in a different direction.
Halfway through, Zhang Song unexpectedly found that Chen Jun, who he had treated, was standing on the side of the road without any drunkenness, muttering something quietly to Yu Xinzhi.
Seeing Zhang Song coming, Chen Jun and Yu Xinzhi stopped muttering. Yu Xinzhi made no secret of his hatred for Zhang Song, and Zhang Song's heart was also full of disgust for Xinzhi, and he ignored Yu Xinzhi.
"Doctor, thank you for treating me!" Unexpectedly, Chen Jun politely saluted and thanked Zhang Song.
Zhang Song returned the salute, said "yes" in his mouth, and left without saying a word.
"Chen Jia, why do you want to thank a yellow-mouthed child, he should treat you." When Zhang Song left, he also heard Yu Xinzhi talking.
Chen Jia whispered a few words, but Zhang Song didn't hear them clearly.
The cabin is bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, which makes the room still so bright.
Perhaps it was Zhang Song's medical skills that worked, and this time the person who led the way did not detain Zhang Song, but turned around and left before sending Zhang Song to the house.
Zhang Song was stunned for a moment as soon as he stepped into the room, then quickly walked to the middle of the room and picked up the stone that had left in the middle of the room in the morning.
"Hey!" Zhang Song shouted loudly to the person leading the way.
"Are you calling me?" The man leading the way turned around and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
"Was this room closed? Who can come? Zhang Song asked.
"It's not closed, anyone can come. What's wrong? Is there something wrong? The leader asked in surprise.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I can't find a little medicinal herb I brought, I'll look for it again, maybe I put it somewhere." Zhang Song said with a smile to the person who led the way.
After the man walked away, Zhang Song returned to the room, closed the door, and took out the stone.
The stone was wrapped in the same kudzu cloth as last night, Zhang Song unfolded the kudzu cloth, and several big characters on the kudzu cloth appeared in front of him.
"It seems that you are not very obedient!"
Zhang Song held the kudzu cloth in his hand and fell into deep thought.