Ancestor Bless: I built a thousand-year-old family

Chapter 715 The side plot of the Medical Saint is over!
No!

Or not!

The atmosphere in Luo Xuan's room fell into silence.

After several days of observation, the drug has no obvious effect. It depends on the person's own resistance. Life or death depends entirely on luck.

Zhang Zhongjing rubbed the Treatise on Typhoid and Miscellaneous Diseases in his hand, and said with some confusion: "This plague is not an ordinary typhoid fever. The patients only have a small number of wind-cold symptoms, which are both hot and cold, which is unheard of and unseen."

Dong Feng and Hua Tuo were silent, and Luo Xuan pondered: "The only way for now is to go deep among the patients. If a person's symptoms cannot be seen, then look at more.

Everything in this world cannot escape the truth after all.

A disease is a disease. As long as it is a disease, there is nothing that cannot be cured. This is the truth. "

As soon as Luo Xuan's words came out, the three of them were shocked and went deep into the patient. Wouldn't that be a joke with their lives?
Although they are doctors, they are just mortal bodies and can still be infected by the plague.

This plague cannot be cured at present. Life or death depends entirely on destiny.

Hua Tuo had a benevolent heart as a doctor, but it was limited. He also had other ideals in his heart. He immediately said: "Master, when you see a person, it's okay to go deep into it to find the disease. It's nonsense. I can help with other things, but in this matter, I’m sorry I can’t get involved.”

Zhang Zhongjing asked slightly worriedly: "Master.

Whether this matter should be discussed again, judging from the current situation, the risks involved in doing so are simply too great.

The plague is pervasive. If something unexpected happens to us, no one will be able to stop the plague, and there will be no future for the Medical Association. "

Luo Xuan looked around at the three of them and sighed slightly. How could he not know their concerns and worries?
After taking a deep breath, Luo Xuan slowly said seriously: "I understand what the three gentlemen are thinking.

In life, everyone has their own needs, and you should not use your own will to forcefully demand others.

Especially you can't ask others according to Luo's requirements, it is very rude.

This is the truth that Xuan's elders have taught Xuan since she was a child.

Because of my family, I can live in this world without any burden, but this is not the case for these three gentlemen.

Since I have brought up today's matter, I have already made up my mind. The three gentlemen will continue to deal with it in the current way. When I find out the cause of the epidemic, we will delve into it together. "

Dong Feng heard this and said with emotion: "Sir, you have such a glorious future. If you live well, you can even become the first saint in the medical field to enter the temple of the disciples.

There will be more important things waiting for you in the future, why are you here, running around for these princely matters? "

Only then did Luo Xuan realize that Dong and Feng still believed that this was a matter under Cao Cao's command and were unwilling to interfere too much.

He held the book tightly in his hand, and then said slowly: "The Medical Association will not participate in political matters. This is the rule I set at the beginning, how could I violate it?
Not to mention Cao Cao, even if the Emperor of Han stood in front of me, I would not care.

The current plague that started in Runan has affected six states: Yuzhou, Jingzhou, Xuzhou, Yanzhou, Yangzhou, and Qingzhou.

If we can't find a way to control it, how many people will die from this plague according to the current way of death?

1000 or 2000 million?
That was horrible.

Things in the world are like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. This is true for a country, a dynasty, and even an ethnic group. "

What Luo Xuan said is a typical Luo family's consciousness of being prepared for danger in times of peace.

Zhang Zhongjing and the others were a little confused by what Luo Xuan said. This was a huge gap in cognition.

Because Zhuxia had been glorious for too long, although the Hu people had been haunting the borders and causing some trouble from time to time, no one from the emperor to the people thought that the Hu people could pose any threat to the Central Plains.

At most, it's nothing more than plundering on the border. As long as the generals on the border are brave and good at fighting, it will be enough.

Luo Xuan sighed slightly, bowed to the three of them with clasped fists, and then turned to leave.

At this time, Xun Yu and others walked in and saw Zhang Zhongjing and three others sitting, while Luo Xuan was about to leave. Xun Yu quickly asked, "Where are you going, Master?"

When several people explained what had just happened, Xun Yu was immediately shocked and said: "Young master, you can't do that!

You are rich, how can you step into danger? "

Xiahou Dun and others hesitated to speak. After all, this matter would be of great benefit to Cao Cao. However, it could also be seen from their disbelieving expressions that these people had the same idea as Xun Yu.

Luo Xuan was not prepared to talk to them about who was noble and who was inferior.

Human souls are created equal, but humans themselves are not created equal.

Luo Xuan just asked: "Xun Shangshu came to see me, but is there anything important?"

Xun Yu was just shocked by Luo Xuan and almost forgot the real reason why he came here. Then he said: "Sir, Mr. Cao's headache is getting worse. I wonder if some of the miracle doctors can move over to treat Mr. Cao."

Headwind?

Several people had heard that Cao Cao had been suffering from a headache, but they didn't expect that it was serious enough to need to come and beg them for treatment.

The four of them looked at each other. After all, they were in Cao Cao's army.

When a few people came to Cao Cao's bedroom, they saw Cao Cao lying on the bed, humming softly, his face was a little pale, but he still looked majestic and majestic.

After the four people walked in, they inspected Cao Cao.

The so-called head wind syndrome has many causes, not only physical lesions, but also mental stimulation is also very important.

The reason why Cao Cao's headache became worse was because he watched Runan County, which he finally defeated with great difficulty, being destroyed step by step. He was so anxious that he fell directly on the bed.

Hua Tuo's eyes flashed, and he whispered his thoughts to the three of them. All three of them, including Luo Xuan, were shocked.

Luo Xuan seemed to recognize Hua Tuo for the first time, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Craniotomy?
Is Hua Tuo crazy, or is Cao Cao crazy?

Even if the headache could be cured, Cao Cao would not be able to undergo a craniotomy. What if he failed?

Luo Xuan knew that Hua Tuo had been studying this kind of surgical technique of disembowelment, and Ma Fei San was prepared for this kind of medical technique.

In terms of attainments in this field alone, Luo Xuan is higher than Hua Tuo, because Luo Xuan has really disemboweled and studied the structure of the human body, and there are more than one person.

Even so, Luo Xuan did not dare to disembowel the patient.

He disembowelled the living people, and even if all the back parts were put back into place and the sutures were as good as before, in the end most of the patients would still deteriorate day by day and die of pus.

Only a few fire-reducing herbs can restrain this kind of pus.

If it were on the arms or stomach, Luo Xuan might dare to try it, but on the head, it would really be a risk to her life.

But Hua Tuo's eyes were full of excitement, and he whispered: "Sir, from the previous exchange, I know that you are a master in this field. I will use Ma Fei Powder, and you will perform the surgery. We will definitely succeed."

Luo Xuan didn't answer the question at all, and turned to Zhang Zhongjing and said, "Mr. Zhongjing, please prepare some medicine for Mr. Cao first to relieve the headache.

After Cao Gong's condition has improved, I will inform Cao Gong of my previous thoughts, and I will leave first. The plague is a matter of great importance and cannot be delayed.

Mr. Yuanhua, even if you want to behead Cao Gong, you still need to think carefully about this matter. If you make a mistake, you will die without a burial place.

Now that the plague is rampant, Duke Cao is not seriously ill, so it is better to deal with the plague first, and then think about it after the plague is dealt with. "

Since Luo Xuan said this, Hua Tuo could only give up in anger for the time being, but he did not give up. His pursuit of medical skills was to complete this surgical skill.

……

Under the leadership of the soldiers, Luo Xuan left Cao Jun's camp and walked to the real Runan County.

How serious is this plague?

Wherever Luo Xuan went, he could hear heavy coughing.

Ever since Luo Xuan left Cao Jun's camp, he had seen countless traces of fire, and under the traces were piles of ashes.

That's because the people who died from the plague were gathered together and then burned everything in a fire.

In the age of burial, this method of burning a person to death could only be used in such special circumstances.

Luo Xuan's footsteps fell, and pieces of white bone dust rose up. Many of them were members of a whole family who died in the plague.

He looked up, and the slightly disgusting smell of burnt meat blew into his nostrils under the breeze.

The billowing smoke rose and kept coming towards him. Under the thick smoke, the same corpses gradually disappeared into the fire.

Infected by the plague, dying, then dead and burned to ashes, these are the people who are suffering from the plague today.

Luo Xuan was walking in the city, and he came to an alley. There were beggars on both sides of the road.

These beggars usually have neither enough food nor clothing to keep them warm, and their physical condition is very poor. Naturally, they cannot escape the plague, and they are all wailing on the street.

Luo Xuan stood at the entrance of the alley and looked up. There was a layer of loess on the ground, mixed with mud and water. On both sides were extremely dilapidated wooden houses and some simple thatched houses.

Sanitary conditions are naturally very poor. Such a place is most likely to breed plague. Under such a catastrophic disaster, it is even more likely to be a place full of plague.

Under the wall, at a glance, there were forty or fifty beggars, ranging from older beggars to younger beggars.

The body was in tatters and covered with dirt, and a smell that soared to the sky just by being near it.

Luo Xuan appeared here in clean and tidy plain clothes, which was not a style at all.

Normally it would be quite dangerous for Luo Xuan to come here.

Beggars are quite dangerous creatures.

Most people have already rebelled before they become beggars. After all, they are going to be beggars, so why not just kill officials and rebel?
Those who resisted were either recruited and given official status, or failed and killed.

There are various reasons why they become beggars, but when they become beggars completely, you have to stop showing mercy to most of them.

Otherwise, the ending must be extremely tragic.

If it were not Luo Xuan who came here now, but other people who had no power to fight back, they would probably have met with misfortune.

Luo Xuan expressionlessly kicked a beggar who was holding a stick and tried to attack her to the ground, and sighed: "Since you survived the plague, why do you want to seek death yourself?"

After saying that, he took a wooden stick from the side and walked to the beggar who was moving painfully on the ground. He raised the wooden stick high and the beggar said in horror: "Spare my life! Master, spare my life!"

Luo Shizi has the most philanthropic mind, and Luo Xuan is willing to risk life and death for the sake of the world and go deep into the plague.

Luo Shizi also has the toughest methods and never shows mercy.

Luo Xuan didn't hit it but stabbed it hard. There was no murderous intention in his eyes, just pure seriousness.

He inserted the wooden stick straight into the beggar's chest, and the hardest bone in the chest was directly penetrated by him using a blunt instrument like the wooden stick.

A shrill scream rang out, and the beggar twitched uncontrollably, and died with snot and tears in his eyes.

Luo Xuan clapped her hands, and all the beggars looked at him in horror, "Now we can take a closer look at why the plague started.

Now call everyone in your gang.

My name is Luo Xuan, and I am a very skilled doctor. Judging from the sacred marks between my eyebrows, I am a descendant of King Su and I cannot lie. "

As the son of the Luo family, Luo Xuan has certainly traveled around the world and knows about these people who live in the darkness of the city.According to what he learned in Cao's camp these days, although the plague in Runan County was serious, the entire foundation of rule had not collapsed.

It's just that the efficiency has been greatly reduced, which shows that order at all levels in Runan County still exists.

Not only the order of the government, but also the shady order.

Sure enough, just as Luo Xuan thought, he didn't have to wait for a long time. More beggars came to this alley. Looking closely, there were hundreds of them.

Most of these people have abnormally pale and ruddy faces and weak bodies.

This is the first time Luo Xuan has actually been among so many patients.

Previously, they only observed one person, and they observed it from a long distance, and then studied it based on general symptoms.

Among the four techniques of looking, hearing, asking, and cutting, only two techniques of looking and asking are used, so the research on plague is naturally very ineffective.

Now as soon as Luo Xuan walked among these people suffering from the plague, she immediately felt a big difference and could feel the changes in those people's bodies more clearly.

Everyone looked at Luo Xuan curiously. Even without looking at the stigmata between his eyebrows, just by looking at the clean clothes, one could tell that this was a noble young master.

But how could we not make people curious that such a noble prince would appear in such a dirty and plague-ridden place instead of staying in his mansion?
Luo Xuan did not mince words and said directly: "I am a doctor, and I want to cure those people who are suffering from the plague, including you.

I need to take a closer look at where the plague came from, so I need your cooperation, do you understand? "

After finishing speaking, he said again without waiting for these people to speak: "From today on, you guys will stay here. I will come here every day to give you some medicine, which can slightly alleviate some of the symptoms. You have to tell your feelings in detail. I understand. ?"

Hearing that Luo Xuan actually wanted to cure them and was willing to give them medicine, the beggars suddenly had hope in their eyes.

They asked in disbelief: "Sir, is this true? Do you really want to cure us?"

Luo Xuan nodded and said calmly: "If you want to eliminate the plague, you must cure all the people. As for whether you can survive until then, it depends on whether your lives are good or not.

Now everyone lines up and comes one by one for consultation. "

Luo Xuan took their pulses one by one, and then asked the beggars in detail about their changes in physical sensations, keeping all of them in his mind. From noon to sunset, he ended this fruitful day.

"As expected, we still need to see the patient in person. This is indeed not a simple cold syndrome, nor a simple fever syndrome. It is mixed with some factors and needs to be studied carefully."

Luo Xuan sighed slightly, especially when she heard the heavy coughing sound, like a bellows.

He really wanted to cut open the chests of those people with a knife to see if there was anything wrong with the lungs used for breathing inside, but he hadn't reached that step yet.

Luo Xuan did not return to Cao Cao's camp. He had such close contact with these people suffering from the plague that no one dared to get close to him.

In particular, there were two very weak people in Cao Cao's camp, Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai. As long as they were infected with the plague, they would definitely die.

It is said that these two people have not been infected with the plague until now. They are extremely lucky.

However, this is also due to the two people's precautions. They usually like to go to brothels, but now they are shivering and hiding in the house every day. All kinds of protective measures have been arranged, so nothing happened until now.

Luo Xuan walked into a slightly dilapidated house. Some dust had fallen in the house, and it looked like it had been unoccupied for a long time.

The original owner of the house may have died in the war, or he may have died in the plague, Luo Xuan didn't know.

The house was low, small, and dark, and there was a strange smell from time to time, but Luo Xuan didn't care.

He lay quietly on the couch, thinking about the symptoms of those beggars and the medications used in the past to deal with those symptoms.

“This is a completely new condition, and while it’s not out of the realm of previous conditions, the medications need to be readjusted.

I will see more patients tomorrow, but the current number is still not enough. How did cold symptoms change into fever symptoms?

In the end, will there be both cold and heat?

Why don't they neutralize each other, but become entangled with each other? "

This was the most important thing today that made Luo Xuan feel that the medical knowledge she had learned in the past was challenged.

He is the editor-in-chief of Treatise on Typhoid and Miscellaneous Diseases. He knows how to treat all kinds of typhoid fever in the world, but now he is stumped.

But Luo Xuan is not discouraged. There are countless diseases in the world, and it will never be possible to cure them all. There is no limit to the end of the medical path, as long as you work hard to climb, it is enough.

When the sun shone lightly into the room through the crack of the door, Luo Xuan woke up from her deep sleep.

It was the beginning of another day. Luo Xuan opened the door and started today's consultation.

Naturally, he is not a beggar today. He has roughly mastered some diseases, and now he is using the endless stream of patients to confirm his conjecture.

"wrong."

Luo Xuan looked at the woman in front of him who was getting weaker and weaker, and took back a few silver needles from her body. There were some problems with his guess.

There was a hint of despair in the woman's eyes, and her cheeks were so thin that her bones were exposed, "Master, am I going to die?"

She was still very young and should have had a good life. Luo Xuan soaked the silver needle in wine and took it back. She nodded and said, "Your body can't hold on anymore. If the fever can't go away, you will die tonight." .”

At this time, there is nothing worth deceiving. After all, there are too many people dying around here.

The woman grinned as if she wanted to smile, but made no sound. Finally, she called softly: "Nizi, come out."

Luo Xuan was not surprised. He had known for a long time that there was another person in the room. A little girl with an equally pale face ran out. She wanted to hug her mother, but she was stopped immediately, "Don't come here, don't get infected." Get this damn plague.”

The little girl stopped where she was, with tears in her eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

The woman looked at Luo Xuan and begged: "Master, I am going to die, but my daughter is not sick.

Please take her away, please save her, and be a cow or a horse in the next life. I will definitely repay your kindness. "

Luo Xuan nodded silently, then stretched out her hand to the little girl.

Even Luo Xuan was unwilling to tell this woman at this time that whether her daughter could live or not was not up to Luo Xuan, because her daughter had been infected with the plague.

And Luo Xuan still has no cure.

Luo Xuan took the dirty little girl's hand and left the woman step by step. Turning a street corner, the little girl suddenly cried: "Sir, I have contracted the plague. My mother doesn't know. I dare not Tell her that he is most afraid of me contracting the plague.

But now I'm gone. My mother couldn't see me before she died, and I can't see my mother either. I don't know what to do. "

Luo Xuan was startled. He lowered his head and looked at the crying little girl. Tears washed away the dirt on her face and two tear tracks appeared. She looked a little funny, but no one could laugh out loud.

Because the little girl cried too sadly, those tears were crying from deep in her heart.

He let go of his hand and squatted down, asking softly: "Do you want to go back to your mother?"

The little girl who was just talking about not knowing what she should do suddenly stopped crying and said with only a slight sob: "Yes, even if I die, I hope to die with my mother.

Sir, can you cure me? "

Luo Xuan said honestly: "I don't know."

The little girl looked at Luo Xuan seriously and said in a slightly childish voice: "Master, you are very good-looking, and your heart is even better. No one has ever been as kind to us as you.

It's a pity that we are going to die. I hope to see you again in the next life. "

After saying that, the little girl ran back directly towards the way she came. Luo Xuan stood there quietly, and a sound of painful crying suddenly sounded in his ears. He clenched his fist hard, and his nails even dug into the flesh, but I didn't feel any pain, but my body was a little slumped.

Luo Xuan didn't know how many times the sun rose, he didn't know how many times it set, and he didn't know how many people died in front of him.

He saw the ugliest side of people, and he saw the kindest side of people.

The couple died embracing each other.

The parents carefully fed the bowl of soup to their children. They accidentally coughed up blood and had no time to wipe it away.

Distressed people, God does not give up.

Luo Xuan squeezed her body and wisdom to the extreme. Even in her sleep, there were countless flashes of wisdom.

He had never felt more in control than he did now.

He felt like he had become a medical god, and no disease could stop him.

When Luo Xuan reported what she saw back to the medical association, she adjusted the dosage of the medicine again and again, and after taking the medicine again and again, she finally saw results.

Luo Xuan separated those with different symptoms of the plague and asked them to take the decoction separately.

Those with the mildest symptoms will generally get better after just two doses of the medicine.

Those with the most severe symptoms can alleviate some pain, and those with stronger physical fitness can also gradually recover. Although their bodies will be weak in the future, at least they will have a life left.

Most patients with moderate symptoms can get better as long as they insist on taking medication.

"Can the plague be cured?"

Cao Cao looked at the prescription in his hand with disbelief, then looked at Xun Yu, Zhang Zhongjing and others, "Young Master Xuan has really come up with a medicine that can cure the plague?"

Everyone nodded excitedly. Who would have thought that Luo Xuan would actually find a drug to treat this new type of typhoid fever by risking contact with those plague patients.

The most important thing is that Luo Xuan has not been infected with the plague for such a long time!
"Cough, cough, cough!"

Luo Xuan coughed heavily, and the bright red blood stains on the white cloth were unusually conspicuous. How could she not be infected?

Every time he thinks in his sleep, during consultations, and those flashes of wisdom are all a huge drain on his body.

But everything is worth it. It greatly shortens the time for the drug to appear, which is enough.

For a doctor to be able to use a little energy of his own in exchange for such great results, what could be a more cost-effective deal than this?
With the medicine to treat the plague, Cao Cao and others finally dared to walk out of the closed camp, and naturally they went to see Luo Xuan immediately.

Luo Xuan's face was a little thin, and she had lost her former brilliance. Her clothes were stained with some blood, but they were not dirty. Luo Xuan paid great attention to maintaining personal hygiene to prevent the spread of plague.

He leaned against the wall quietly, a little lazily, looking at the people galloping towards him, and some hallucinations suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

so tired.

Very sleepy.

……

Ji Zhao's ears suddenly heard a long-lost voice from the system.

[The protagonist of the plot, Luo Xuan, has died, and the side plot of the Medical Saint has ended and settlement has begun. 】

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Xuan Shao had great ambitions, vowed to save people from suffering, and had great medical knowledge. He wrote books and prophesied in detail, and his words were astonishingly mysterious and ingenious.

When the plague broke out, millions of people died, and the states were in panic. From time to time, demons and people pretended to use heaven's punishment to cause chaos.

Xuan did not avoid difficulties and dangers, and went deep into it. Finally, he recovered from the disease with medicine, and became famous all over the world. Xuan said: "It's very serious."

On the day of Xuan's death, tens of thousands of mourners spread over two thousand miles in the Central Plains. They were all very sad. The people's hearts were like this. King Luo Wen had never seen it before. ——"Book of the Later Han·Biography of Luo Xuan"

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