I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 352: What do you think of Mrs. Jing?

Luo Qianhuai explained the situation to the two of them: "Actually, the root cause of Cui Jiulangjun's illness is still the wind and cold. External evils entered the body, invaded the spinal cord, and induced inflammation. Although the fever subsided, the external evils still remained in the spinal cord. It got worse and worse, even if the horse hadn’t fallen during the spring hunting, Mr. Cui Jiulang would still have lost feeling in his lower limbs.”

"Of course, the reason why Mr. Jiulang fell off his horse was actually influenced by the external evil. The fracture injury at that time hindered the doctor's judgment, but he did not notice the real cause."

Cui Ge listened thoughtfully, but Mrs. Cui clenched the handkerchief tightly: "It's all my fault that I didn't mention the past to those doctors."

Luo Qianhuai shook his head: "Madam, there is no need to blame yourself. Paralysis caused by external evil entering the body is rare. Even if it was mentioned at the time, it might not be taken seriously."

Even she relies on systematic and authoritative testing to deduce the cause based on the results. It is really difficult for doctors in this era to diagnose the disease with their naked eyes.

"But it has been delayed for so long. I wonder if Jing Langzhong can still be cured?" Mrs. Cui asked, unconsciously changing the title.

Luo Qianhuai has recalled the medical records and prescriptions for treating acute myelitis in his previous life, but now it has developed into chronic and ascending myelitis, and no one knows whether taking the prescribed medicine will still be effective.

"If it were half a month later, it would really be hopeless." She said calmly: "Now, I can only say that I will try my best. But whether it will be effective, or to what extent it can be cured, I don't know. Can not guarantee."

Mrs. Cui's heart, which had been silent for a long time, was once again ignited by her words.

How long has it been since no doctor was willing to try it? She couldn't remember much. She only knew that in the past two years, there were only a few doctors willing to come to her.

"Just treat it with confidence and boldness!" Mrs. Cui said: "No matter what the result of the treatment is, what I said before is still valid!"

Luo Qianhuai was thinking about Fang Zi and didn't pay attention to what she said, so he didn't express his position in time. She asked for pen and ink and wrote a prescription.

This is the original recipe for life-sustaining soup contained in "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber": ephedra 9g, cassia twig 9g, angelica 9g, Codonopsis pilosula 9g, gypsum 9g, dried ginger 9g, raw licorice 9g, Chuanxiong 4.5g, almond 2g.

This prescription "treats prickly heat caused by stroke, in which the body cannot control itself, cannot speak, does not know the pain point, or cannot turn sideways due to anxiety." It was the main prescription used by traditional Chinese medicine to treat stroke paralysis in previous lives.

Cui Jiu's illness was not stroke paralysis. The reason why Luo Qianhuai dared to prescribe this prescription was because he saw the director of the traditional Chinese medicine department who led the team use it this way when he went to the countryside for a free clinic in his previous life.

It was a farmer who suddenly felt soreness and numbness in his lower limbs while using a water press at home. Four hours later, he lost consciousness in his legs. He was sent to the county hospital for a cerebrospinal fluid test. It was found that the protein content and white blood cells were increased, and he was diagnosed with "acute spinal cord injury". "Inflammation", two weeks of treatment with adrenocortical hormones, vitamins and a variety of neurotrophic drugs were ineffective.

The work team that went to the countryside arrived at this time. After two doses of the decoction, the patient was able to get out of bed and walk, and his bowel movements returned to normal. He was treated with other decoctions and was soon discharged from the hospital.

Later, Luo Qianhuai also asked the director for advice. He only asked that acute myelitis was not the same as a stroke in the ordinary sense. How could the life-sustaining soup be used as well?
The other party just smiled and asked her if she still remembered the principle of "whatever the evidence is, use what prescription" created by the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing? As long as the syndromes are consistent, it can be used boldly and should not be restricted by various syndrome differentiation methods created by later generations.

At that time, Luo Qianhuai was young and energetic, and he argued with the director for a long time. In the end, the other party couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to analyze the pathogenesis of the rheumatoid arthritis in detail with her. It was indeed quite mysterious. Since then, she has seen medical cases from other famous doctors, including cases of polyneuritis treated with Xuming Decoction, weakness of lower limbs caused by barium chloride poisoning, and cases of sudden paralysis with no known cause, to name a few, but they all proved effective. Like ringing.

Luo Qianhuai first prescribed the medicine for seven days, and then someone went to Shouhetang to grab the medicine and came back to decoct it. After taking it for a while, there was no immediate effect, so Luo Qianhuai said goodbye and prepared to leave. Mrs. Cui didn't want to let her go and wanted her to stay for a while. To be honest, if Cui Jiu hadn't had such a bad relationship with her before, Luo Qianhuai might not have refused so simply.

"You need to take this medicine for seven consecutive days. If it doesn't get better, there is nothing I can do." She said, "But if Mr. Jiulang improves, you can send someone to pick me up at any time."

After she left, Mrs. Cui went back to see Cui Ge, sat on his bed and held his hand. The hands were cold, without much heat. Cui Ge let her hold her hand and listened to her silently: "Ge'er, grandma is so careless that she doesn't even know that your hand is..."

As Mrs. Cui spoke, her heart became more and more uncomfortable: "It's also my fault that the waiter is not attentive. I thought Lan Bi was a good person before, but I didn't expect that not only did he neglect Mrs. Jing, but he was also equally negligent in taking care of you. Just because it falls on Zhuangzi, the treatment is still too light."

Cui Ge's expression was indifferent, and he didn't mean to plead with the maid. He only said: "Mom, don't be so angry. Madam Jing just said that you have chest paralysis. Don't take it lightly. Next time you invite her over. , why not ask her to examine you in detail. In the final analysis, my body is still not up to par, and it is really unfilial for you to worry about me in the past few years. "

"Mom is fine. But Mrs. Jing is not from an ordinary family. She has extraordinary knowledge and demeanor, and she is also very knowledgeable in medical skills. I wonder, Ge'er, what do you think?" Mrs. Cui thought of what she had been thinking about just now. , he said to his son casually.

Cui Ge thought about those smart almond eyes, and a faint smile overflowed from the corners of his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"My mother understands what I mean. But my appearance is not suitable for dragging others down," he said softly.

"But Madam Jing said, your leg may still get better!" Mrs. Cui couldn't see her son being so discouraged.

Cui Ge shook his head: "Mom. In fact, I would rather feel calm than to ignite hope and then be extinguished again."

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly felt a very light itch coming from the tips of his toes.

Cui Ge was stunned and subconsciously held his breath. Mrs. Cui, on the other hand, felt so sad because of what he said before that she couldn't speak for a long time, but she didn't notice the change in his expression.

"I know." Mr. Mo calmly read Zhang Shiyuan's letter of apology, returned one and handed it to the visitor, saying: "Please tell Mr. Zhang that Chu understands his difficulties and will never feel any resentment because of it." .”

The visitor retreated. As the executor, Wei Cang knew in his heart that it was his master who had messed up the marriage, but he couldn't guess the reason.

Wei Ying, who knew nothing about the inside story, was angry: "Sir, Zhang Shichang actually underestimated you! Please go to Haosheng to teach him a lesson tonight!"

Mr. Mo continued to look at the documents and ignored him, but Wei Cang coughed heavily and winked at him.

"Your legs are fine, why are there sand in your eyes again?" Wei Ying asked strangely.

Mr. Mo stopped writing and looked up at them.

"Okay, how's the progress of what I asked you to do?" he asked.