The Ming Dynasty started with saving the eldest grandson

Chapter 87 I can cure it
Chen Jingke was surprised to learn that the emperor was going to summon him.

Shouldn't Zhu Yuanzhang be reminiscing with Xu Da at this moment? What should he be doing?
Could it be that Xu Da is sick?
But didn’t he die of sores on his back three years later?

Are there already sores now?
Zhu Xiongying was also curious, so he asked directly: "Sun Fu, why did the emperor call Chen Ban to study?"

Naturally, Sun Fu did not dare to hide it from him, so he said, "It seems that Duke Wei is unwell."

Sure enough, it was him, Chen Jingke thought to himself, but he just didn't know what the disease was.

Zhu Xiongying was a little surprised and said, "Jing Ke, let's go there quickly."

we?

Chen Jingke asked: "Are you going too?"

Zhu Xiongying said seriously: "The Duke of Wei is an important minister of the country, how could I not go?"

Chen Jingke nodded, stood up and picked up the small medicine box: "That's right, let's go."

So the two of them, led by Sun Fu, went all the way to the main hall and saw Zhu Yuanzhang and three others who were drinking.

Just seeing this scene, Chen Jingke felt emotional.

Zhu Yuanzhang had good intentions for Xu Da, an old minister.

Which minister would not feel grateful to receive such kindness from the emperor.

After seeing the ceremony, Zhu Xiongying stood obediently behind Ma Xiuying.

Xu Da looked Chen Jingke up and down, surprised by his youth, but he didn't mean to look down upon him.

He cured his great-grandson and helped the empress take care of her health. His medical skills must be unique.

No one is willing to offend such a miracle doctor without any conflict of interest.

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Jing Ke, Duke Wei has a sore on his back. Let him take a look."

Sure enough, it was a sore, and Chen Jingke's heart sank.

Historically, Xu Da was tortured to death by this disease, and he didn't know if he could cure it.

But it's still in the early stages, so I think it can be cured.

"Wei Guogong, please follow me to the inner room."

The sore on the back must be undressed, and it is really inconvenient for Queen Ma to be present.

Xu Da naturally understood this and was ready to get up.

Unexpectedly, Queen Ma said, "What's the point of being embarrassed? I went in and out of the wounded soldiers' camp every day, and I don't know how many wounded soldiers I have bandaged their wounds with my own hands."

"Just check it here. At worst, I won't look at it."

As he spoke, he turned around and faced away from them.

Xu Da looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with some confusion: "Higher position..."

Zhu Yuanzhang also said: "Hey, it's not like I took off my pants. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Xu Da cupped his hands and said, "That would be rude."

Then take off your upper body clothes one by one.

When he saw his body, Chen Jingke was stunned for a moment, showing surprise.

He originally thought that Xu Da would be very strong even if he wasn't full of tendons.

But the real situation is that he is actually a little thin and thin.

Only the scars on his body tell of his achievements.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were a little moist and he said: "Ying'er, take a closer look at the scars on your body. They are all left by fighting for the Ming Dynasty."

"In the future, you must treat Tiande with the same respect as you treat me, do you understand?"

Zhu Xiongying said solemnly: "Grandpa Huang, I understand."

The weather was a bit cold, and Xu Da had goosebumps all over his body, and he said modestly:

"Your superior, you have passed it. The etiquette between king and minister cannot be abolished. Your grandson is the king..."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. Let Jing Ke take a look at it quickly. Don't catch a cold later."

In fact, Chen Jingke already knew roughly what disease he had.

There was a hard lump on the back the size of an adult's palm, slightly red, with pus heads the size of corns growing on it.This is typical back gangrene, which modern medicine calls acute suppurative cellulitis of the back.

However, out of caution, he still made a detailed inspection and said after confirming that everything was correct:

"The Duke of Wei is suffering from back gangrene."

"Back gangrene?" Zhu Yuanzhang's face changed drastically and he asked: "How could it be back gangrene? You must not be mistaken."

Empress Ma didn't care anymore, turned around and asked, "Is your back really gangrenous?"

Only Xu Da looked calm, obviously already knowing what kind of disease he had.

Chen Jingke said with certainty: "The symptoms of back gangrene are very obvious and cannot be mistaken."

Ma Xiuying was sad and angry at the same time: "Why didn't you tell us earlier."

Xu Da smiled bitterly and said: "This is a terminal illness. Talking about it will only add trouble..."

Zhu Yuanzhang had a complicated expression and said reproachfully: "You...hey..."

No wonder they are like this, back gangrene was a terminal disease in ancient times.

There are countless people who died because of this. The most famous among them are Fan Zeng, Meng Haoran, and Xu Da in front of me.

At this time, they suddenly heard that Xu Da had this disease, and Zhu Yuanzhang and Ma Xiuying naturally couldn't accept it.

Although Zhu Xiongying didn't know what back gangrene was, he could tell from the expressions of several people that it was a very serious disease.

However, unlike several others, he had a mysterious trust in Chen Jingke's medical skills.

Therefore, when several people had given up hope, he said:

"Jing Ke, do you have a cure?"

Chen Jingke thought to himself, this kid is still sensible and knows how to respect me as a doctor.

"There is a method, but it is very troublesome and requires the cooperation of Duke Wei."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly and asked: "Boy, can you really cure back gangrene?"

Ma Xiuying trusted him more, with a look of surprise on her face.

Xu Da was doubtful. He invited many doctors, including many famous doctors, who all said it was a terminal illness.

Medication can only be used to delay and relieve the pain, but cannot be cured.

Chen Jingke was the first to say it could be cured, so he would naturally be suspicious.

Chen Jingke said with certainty: "It can be cured. The ancients have already found a treatment method, but it has not been spread for various reasons, and I happen to know this method."

In fact, he lied here. The treatment for this disease came from later generations.

Modern medicine uses large amounts of antibiotics, supplemented by multivitamins.

If conditions permit, the sore can also be incised to drain the pus.

If you have pain or fever, take painkillers and fever reducers.

It is impossible to know exactly when Chinese medicine conquered this disease.

Prescriptions with certain targeted effects were first seen in medical books in the late Ming Dynasty, and mature treatment plans were not available until the Qing Dynasty.

But it is still the Hongwu period, so this kind of prescription has probably not appeared yet.

He can't say that he researched it himself, he can only pretend that it was done by his predecessors.

Zhu Yuanzhang said happily: "Okay, okay, as long as it can be cured, we know you must have a way."

Ma Xiuying also relaxed, and she was still in the mood to joke: "Tiande, you deserve to be punished for hiding this from us."

Although Xu Da was not completely convinced, he still felt hopeful and said with a smile:
"Blame me, blame me. If I had known that Chen Bandu could cure it, I would have run to the sky long ago."

Then he stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Chen Bandu, I'm sorry to bother you."

"You can use whatever method you have. As long as it can cure the disease, I can endure any hardship no matter how severe it is."

Chen Jingke returned the greeting and said: "Wei Guogong made a serious statement. Treating diseases and saving people is what we should do."

"What's more, if you assist His Majesty in ending the troubled times and benefiting all people, I will do my best to save him."

(End of this chapter)