Before entering the courtyard, Wu Jie was not sure that Wan Wenming's son was smallpox.

The medical level of the ancients is really not very good, and Chinese medicine is not bad. In fact, even in modern society, many medical methods of traditional Chinese medicine are already much higher than those of Western medicine, especially in dealing with some incurable diseases.

Moreover, TCM has few toxic side effects, and has a complete set of experience in regulating the body's immunity and enhancing physical fitness.

However, Chinese medicine is a bit disappointing in dealing with acute and severe cases. The biggest problem is that there is no unified standard, and there is a world of difference between the conclusions and prescriptions of the same patient and different doctors.

Therefore, before coming, Wu Jie also had some doubts in his heart. Smallpox usually remains dormant for about 10 days, and there are similarities between the onset and measles, so it is possible to get confused.

If it's not smallpox, it's the best.

Although Wu Jie didn't know medical skills, he was already prepared when he came, and he could even deal with smallpox, and other fever diseases were naturally not a problem.

Wan Wenming's son is called Wan Cheng, and it is said that the people of Wanjia said that he has been ill for ten days, and the specific symptoms are fever, vomiting, diarrhea, and he is now unconscious.

No one has come in this courtyard for many days, the ancients talked about the discoloration of smallpox, and the disease is very contagious, so no one has come in this courtyard for many days. It is estimated that Wan Jia is already desperate for him, and he is quite a bit of a self-deprecating.

As soon as Wu Jie walked into the courtyard, he smelled a strong stench, the smell of feces and the smell of rotting blood. The weather was hot, and the smell was even more disgusting, and more than a dozen red-headed flies flew around in the air unscrupulously.

He also stood in the courtyard for a long time, and only after he got used to the smell did he stride towards the Wancheng House.

Others are afraid of Wancheng, but Wu Jie is not afraid. Since birth, he has not known how many vaccinations he has received: flu, encephalitis, polio, smallpox, measis, hepatitis B...... There are small scars all over his arms.

With the further strengthening of the combination of the soul that crossed over and this **, Wu Jie at this moment is inviolable.

There was no light in the house of Wancheng, and it was very dark.

Wu Jie opened all the doors and windows, and after a long time, he saw an eleven or twelve-year-old child lying on the bed, seeing that his facial features were quite delicate, but it was a pity that it was covered with small red pimples, some of which had been transformed into herpes, with a little white pus on it.

The child lay motionless, unconscious, as if dead.

Wu Jie sighed, not afraid of getting dirty, reached out and touched the child's forehead, it was as hot as a soldering iron.

When he opened his mouth again, he saw a cloud of white secretion, and Wu Jie was already sure in his heart that this was indeed smallpox. Before he came, he had searched for pictures and videos of smallpox patients in the modern world and watched them, and he was so nauseous that he almost vomited when he watched them, but now he saw real people, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

Wu Jie was just sad for this child and Wan Wenming couple, you can imagine what a bleak life awaits this middle-aged couple once they lose their only child. Even if there was no such case, it would be impossible for Wu Jie to watch a child die in front of him.

After being diagnosed, Wu Jie thought about it and felt that the disease was not difficult to treat.

Although there is still no effective drug to kill the smallpox virus in modern society, the cause of smallpox death is not the virus, but the complications after infection, such as meningitis, high fever, encephalitis, otitis media, sepsis......

These complications can be completely cured in the current society with only a few injections of antibiotics. So even if you're not vaccinated, it's not a big deal to get the disease.

Of course, in ancient times, there were no antibiotics, and patients could only rely on their own immunity to carry it, and they could survive ----- most important thing was nursing.

So, Wu Jie shouted from a distance outside, and asked the maids of the Wan family to put hot water and cotton cloth and other things at the door. After washing his hands in the basin, he drew the next things on paper with graphics, wrote instructions, and asked the maid to bring them to Wan Wenming, and began to clean Wan Cheng's body.

I was busy until late at night, and finally cleaned the secretions from Wancheng's mouth, nose, and eyes, poured a large bowl of sugar and salt water into it, and stretched out his finger to press it among others.

After only a moment, Wan Cheng's body moved, and suddenly he cried: "I'm itchy...... I have a headache, so sad......" The voice was not loud, it sounded weak, but it spread far and wide in the silent night.

At this time, a violent cry suddenly came from outside: "Son, my son has woken up." ”

"Wu Jie, Shizhen, thank you, thank you."

"Divine Doctor, Divine Doctor Wu, you are the great benefactor of our family."

Wu Jie looked back, but saw two heads sticking out of the wall outside, who were not Wan Wenming husband and wife.

It turned out that the two couples had planned to follow into the courtyard as well. But the people in the family were afraid that the master's family was also living with smallpox, so they desperately stopped it. After all, they couldn't rest assured, so Wan Wenming and his wife carried the ladder and lay on the wall staring intently at their son's room.

As soon as they saw Wancheng wake up, the husband and wife couldn't care about the decency anymore, and cried bitterly at the same time.

Wu Jie turned his head angrily and funny, and shouted outside: "I am a scholar, and I don't know any medical skills. Don't thank me yet, are you ready for what I want? If you don't send it again, I can't guarantee that your son will survive. ”

When Mrs. Wan heard this, she screamed, and immediately scolded Wan Wenming is mouth: "Master, what are the people under your hands doing, aren't they just preparing something, Mr. Wu has drawn all the graphics." Seeing that it's been an hour, why don't you send it over. You are still a thousand households, and you have to go back to Beijing to be a big official, you can't even do this kind of thing? What are you doing standing here, you heartless person, I'm not done with you. ”

He stretched out his hand and pulled Wan Wenming's hair.

Wan Wenming's eyes were full of tears, and he hurriedly turned his head and shouted murderously under the wall: "Go to someone to urge, and give that craftsman half an hour, if you can't do it well, you don't have to do it, just cut it off yourself!" You guys haven't had a good time in your life. ”

In an instant, the violent aura of the future leader of the Jinyi Guard was like substance.

On the other side of the fence, a stumbling voice said: "Yes, master, let's go urge." ”

"Don't worry, my lord, if it's not done in half an hour, what face will the little one have to come back to see you. Kill the whole family of the craftsman first, and then cut yourself. It was Niu Lichun's voice.

"Don't get out of here!" Wan Wenming waved his hand, but his face was scratched by his wife.

Wan Wenming loved and feared his wife, and he was not angry, and coaxed her for a long time before coaxing her back to the study.

The husband and wife were crying relatively and couldn't sit for a moment before they saw Niu Lichun rushing in with a rolling belt.

After entering the house, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "My lord, the little one finally brought things back." ”

"Seriously!" Wan Wenming stood up suddenly.

"Your Excellency, please take a look." Niu Lichun hurriedly handed over an object.

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