I promise

Chapter 519
A rain intensified the difficulty of post-disaster resettlement and rescue.

The patients removed from the autumn and winter gardens were all seriously ill. The fire scene was chaotic, and the sick and injured were crowded together, causing a new round of infection.

After one night, not only the number of people infected with the plague increased sharply, but also cross-infection between patients and new symptoms emerged, which was more difficult than before.

The Dongshu Medicine House was burned, and Fu Xiu escaped from the fire with Yan Zhiwu on his back.The man was rescued, but the large box of plague treatment books that Yan Zhiwu moved to the Dongshu Pharmacy was not snatched out. Except for a handbook that Yan Zhiwu held tightly in his arms, the rest of the books were all there. Burned in the fire.

Those medical books and manuscripts record the painstaking efforts of famous doctors in the past dynasties, and it is not easy to pass them down from generation to generation and preserve them to this day. Many of them are orphans.

Yan Zhiwu suffered such a drastic change during his illness, he almost fainted and sighed and regretted it in the middle of the night.At dawn, just about to fall asleep, the messenger came.

Human life is greater than the sky, Yan Zhiwu couldn't care about anything at this time, dragging his sick body to get up from the couch.Dozens of doctors gathered at Xishu Pharmacy to discuss the plague treatment plan overnight.

After daybreak, Chang Qianfo also rushed over after finishing all matters.The people sat around together, all with solemn faces, referring to the symptom records of the pulse case sent by the epidemic area, discussing and discussing, suddenly heard the door creak, opened a line, and a woman with an oval face came out from behind Looking up, wearing a light yellow shirt and wearing a blue skirt, with cold eyes, it was Zhaohui.

Chang Qianfo's heart trembled slightly, and before he could speak, Zhaohui smiled at himself and said, "Mr. Chang, don't bother you?"

The nervousness in Chang Qianfo's heart soothed her smile more than half: "Why are you here? Dianke her..."

Zhaohui smiled and said, "The girl asked me to come. She is well, so don't worry about it." As he spoke, he lowered his body and came in with a bamboo basket in both hands.

Baskets, rolls and slips were piled up, and the bamboo strips were deformed under the weight.Fu Xiu hurried forward to help, Zhao Hui said: "No need, you are a scholar, how much strength can you have."

Fu Xiu flinched, and a doctor surnamed Wang joked: "Little Fu, you can't just study in the future, you have to practice more, or you will be disgusted by the girl's family."

The rest of the people laughed along, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot for a while.

Zhaohui took the three outer volumes, handed them to Chang Qianfo with both hands, and said, "This is what the girl asked me to give you."

Chang Qianfo took it and opened it, and saw that it was an old volume in two thick volumes.Just as he was wondering, Zhaohui took out two thick volumes from the basket and said, "These two volumes in your hand are pulse records, and the girl found them out for your reference. These two volumes are new. , It was just sorted out. The girl came back from the Dongyangyuan yesterday and said that the patients in various medical and nursing homes were all gathered together. During the transfer process, they were afraid that they would infect each other and the symptoms would aggravate. She specially asked me to find Ms. Li borrowed some staff to follow up and transcribe the conditions of some seriously ill patients according to the rosters of the Autumn and Winter Gardens. You just need it."

Not to mention the doctors present, even Chang Qianfo was quite surprised, and said: "She didn't tell me."

Zhaohui said "oh", and said: "The girl said that she doesn't understand medicine, and she is afraid that the good ones will not work and the bad ones will not work, and hope that they won't be used."

Zhaohui is impatient, talking and doing things in a hurry, while talking, he picked up the bamboo basket and turned it over, and the sheepskin scrolls, bamboo slips, wooden tablets and various classics were scattered all over the table.

Fu Xiu quickly copied a copy in his hand, and saw that the corners of the book were burnt and burnt, and the words "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" were impressively written on the cover, and he said in surprise, "This is not—"

When the fire broke out, some of the guards were restrained by the people brought by Tan Lang, and the rest were busy fighting the fire and saving people.The doctors and apprentices of the cooked medicine institute don't know martial arts, so it is difficult to protect themselves, let alone return to the fire scene to save books.Therefore, both Fu Xiu and Yan Zhiwu thought that these books were destroyed by the fire together with the Dongshu Medicine Institute.

When he was in a hurry, he forgot that there was Zhaohui with superb martial arts skills.

In fact, although Zhaohui was good at martial arts, she paid a price for putting away the scattered books and bringing them out under such circumstances. Long strings of blood blisters were scorched on her arms and legs, but she endured it and walked. Behavior is as usual, and everyone can't see anything unusual.

At the moment Zhaohui didn't explain, just said: "See if you can still use it. The girl is still waiting for my reply, so I'll go first."

Fu Xiu said "Hey", at this time Zhao Hui had already walked to the door with the bamboo basket, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fu Xiu knew how messy those books were at that time, looked Zhao Hui up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhao Hui said, "Of course I'm fine, and I'm not short of arms or legs."

The light-yellow figure flashed, and suddenly went away.

Yan Zhiwu rummaged through the table with trembling hands, tearing up his eyes with excitement, and murmured: "I've kept it, I've kept it...and this one, I've kept this one too."

The doctors helped sort out the medical books together.

At that time, the fire was so fierce that Zhaohui only managed to get out part of it.Some bamboo slips were burnt to the point where only half of them were left. Some bamboo slips were baked at high temperature, and the surface was charred. Luckily.

Several respected old doctors couldn't help but feel emotional.The matter of Chang Qianfo and Mu Dianke was aroused in Huairentang, and because of Chang Qianfo's face, they didn't say much, but in their hearts, they somewhat looked down on Mu Dianke who was born in the Demon Sect of.When he didn't want to suffer disaster, it was the master and servant who helped him a lot.

Zhang Gu flipped through the two volumes of pulse case records sent by Zhaohui. The more she read, the more she admired them. I have practiced medicine for several years, but at the critical moment, I am not as forward-looking as a layman girl, I am really ashamed."

Chang Qianfo glanced at it, and said: "This is not Dian Ke's handwriting. She should have listed the entries, and the copying is still done by experts."

Zhang Gu wanted to praise Mu Dianke to the end, and said: "This is the structure of the family. The person at the helm can just set the direction, so there is no need to do everything by yourself."

Sitting opposite Zhang Gu was an old man with a white beard, his surname was Yao, and his name was Yao Wang.This person has superb medical skills, and like Yan Zhiwu, he has been in the Changjiabao Herb Hall.Later, when he got older and missed his homeland, he left the Herbal Medicine Hall and transferred to Huairen Hall to take up a part-time job, helping Jiang Yue lead his apprentices to train young people, and occasionally seeing difficult patients.

This time the epidemic broke out and there was a shortage of manpower, so the old man couldn't be free. The same group of young people stayed up day and night. Fortunately, they are well maintained, have a good foundation, and are still in good spirits. Hearing this, he said with a smile:

"I've seen that little girl before, and she really has a good brain. But Xiao Zhang, don't be too discouraged. It depends on the number of years you have been practicing medicine. You have only been in the profession for a few years, and you have achieved what you are now. Don't you let us Are these old fellows ashamed?"

Zhang Gudao: "I'm lucky, fortunately the old man is willing to teach."

Everyone chatted a few words, and then discussed business.Working together, after several revisions, a set of trial prescriptions was finally produced and distributed to all doctors for reference.

(End of this chapter)