ancient female doctor

Chapter 639 Not So Much Sugar

After Wenshumen led the order to go out, Qingzhu and Chen Bensheng looked at each other, and then fell into silence by coincidence.

The few people left in the room saw that Qingzhu and Chen Bensheng were silent, and they all tacitly kept silent.

For a moment, the whole room was shrouded in a strange silence, and everyone in the room felt a little uncomfortable.

Because everyone knows that the real burden will actually fall on people like themselves.

After a long time, Qingzhu finally spoke and broke the silence.

"You are all leaders among the military doctors. Whether we can defeat the epidemic in the army this time depends on all of us working together."

"I'm just waiting to do my best."

"That's right, even if it's heartbreaking, I'll wait for it."

"Please ask the county magistrate and Doctor Chen to order."

……

Qingzhu opened his mouth, but the others couldn't keep silent, they all spoke.

It's just that these mouths were opened, but they were all expressions of determination, and none of them could come up with an effective plan.

Finally, Qingzhu got up, looked at the crowd and said: "So, let's go and see those sick soldiers again, and then we will have a careful dialectical treatment."

"It should be so."

As soon as Qingzhu finished speaking, everyone responded.

After answering, everyone walked out of the room one after another, went to get the smocks and face scarves, changed into them, and walked towards West Street together.

Under the leadership of the army doctor, everyone walked to the yard where the patient with the final condition was located.

Before they got to the place, two apparently out-of-control soldiers rushed out of the yard. They were responsible for taking care of the patients. When they saw the army doctor, they shouted: "Army doctor, help, Brother Wang is dying!"

"What happened?" Qingzhu walked a few steps quickly, grabbed in front of the two soldiers, and asked.

The soldiers didn't recognize Qingzhu, so they didn't answer her.

It was Chen Bensheng and the army doctor who came up, and they said: "Brother Wang is vomiting and diarrhea, he is vomiting blood and pulling blood, please ask the army doctors to take a look."

Hearing what the soldiers said, Chen Bensheng immediately said: "Lead the way ahead!"

Under the leadership of the soldiers, Qingzhu and a group of military doctors approached a wing room in the courtyard. As soon as the door was opened, a stench came in, and the face towel covering the mouth and nose was useless.

After entering the door, Qingzhu saw a thin man lying in the room at a glance, and when he got closer, he saw the man's face was blue and gray.Not only that, but the man's eyes were closed tightly, his nose flapped constantly, and there was some filth on the side of his mouth. A toilet was placed beside the bed, and the filth in the toilet was mostly pus, blood and foam-like things. .

As soon as the other doctors saw the patient's condition, they immediately took out a pair of deerskin gloves from the pocket of the smock, stepped forward and began to examine the patient.

As a result, as soon as he touched the patient, the patient immediately vomited, and what he vomited was also full of pus, blood and foam.

Looking at the patient in front of him, Qingzhu's brain turned quickly, and after a while, he said to Chen Bensheng: "Chen Yizheng, acupuncture Chengshan and Yanglingquan."

As soon as he heard Qingzhu's words, Chen Bensheng didn't even have time to respond with a good word, so he directly took the silver needle and stabbed the patient's Chengshan and Yanglingquan.

"Fried half a catty of coarse salt, put it in a cloth bag, and applied it to the patient's stomach!" When Chen Bensheng gave the patient an injection, Qingzhu was not idle, and spoke to the soldiers who took care of the patient.

"Fried half a catty of coarse salt?" Hearing Qingzhu's order, the soldier hesitated.Originally, he didn't know Qingzhu, and since Qingzhu was a woman, he subconsciously distrusted her.

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up!" Qingzhu shouted heavily.

"Oh, yes." After being shouted by Qingzhu, although the soldier still hesitated, he didn't dare to neglect, nodded his head quickly, and ran out quickly.

After the soldiers went out, Qingzhu said to a military doctor who was following him: "Go find some charcoal, grind it into powder, burn some citrus aurantium, and grind it into powder after it is ashes, take three parts of charcoal, five citrus aurantium Shell ash, after mixing together, serve him with rice soup."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" The military doctor was originally from the Ningzhou Army, and he was unequivocal about Qingzhu's words. He nodded directly, and after responding, he immediately turned around and went out to prepare the things Qingzhu ordered.

"Have someone clean up the place quickly and change him into clean clothes. Move faster and keep the arc small. Doctor Chen is continuing to observe." Qingzhu said, and added in a low voice: "Let me avoid it for a while, you can change it for him." I'll come back with clothes."

Saying that, Qingzhu walked out, and when he was about to reach the door, Qingzhu ordered again: "Be careful when changing clothes, don't touch those filth, after changing clothes for him, remember to wash your hands with saponins. "

Not long after, the people in the house came out to invite Qingzhu, saying that they had already changed the clothes for that person.Just as Qingzhu was about to enter the house, the person who went to buy fried salt also came back.

Qingzhu touched the cloth bag containing salt, and said: "It's a little hot, put it on the stomach through the middle coat, and be careful not to burn him."

"Yes." The soldier who went to get fried salt was actually a little confused at the moment, but subconsciously, he nodded in response.

Because the acupuncture was done in a timely manner, after applying hot salt to the stomach for a while, the ashes on the man's face improved a little, and the military doctor who went to get the citrus aurantium ash and charcoal also came back, accompanied by a miscellaneous soldier, holding a bowl Warm rice soup.

Qingzhu sniffed the black powder in the medicine bowl, nodded and said, "Take three coins first, and give him rice soup to drink, then carefully observe his condition."

"Yes." The military doctor nodded, measured out three yuan of medicine powder, and signaled the miscellaneous soldiers to go up and feed the medicine.

After the medicine was fed, another quarter of an hour passed, and the ashes on the man's face really gradually faded, and several soldiers who took care of the patients looked at Qingzhu with a sense of awe.

The other military doctors also looked at Qingzhu in surprise.

Facing the eyes of these people, Qing Zhu couldn't bear it, shook her head apologetically, and said: "This can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. To cure the root cause, you have to think of other ways."

Hearing what Qing Zhu said, the others were disappointed again.

Qingzhu went on to say: "I've thought about it carefully, this dysentery is actually not fatal, what is fatal should be the vomiting and diarrhea caused by dysentery, which will deplete the fluid in the body, leading to the exhaustion of internal organs and death, so the most important thing now , It is to take good care of every patient. Every time they vomit and diarrhea, the rehydration must be timely, and white water cannot be given, only water boiled with clear water soaked in plant ash as I said, and sugar and salt must be added. "

Hearing Qing Zhu's words, the soldier who came in with the military doctor who went to get the medicine said tremblingly, "But, we don't have that much sugar..."

(End of this chapter)