The happy life of a prodigal

Fang Xiu and Xia Yixue stood at the door, waited for about half an incense stick, and then saw the door of the medical hall open again.

The little drug boy stood upright at the door, bowed to the two of them, and then said in a very childish voice: "Gentlemen, Master invites..."

Fang Xiu smiled and said, "Please ask the little master to lead the way."

"it is good."

The little drug boy nodded lightly, and led the way ahead.

Following behind the little drug boy, Fang Xiu walked into the medical hall.

After entering the hospital, Fang Xiu and Bai Xiaochun were a little surprised.

The space inside this medical hall is much larger than imagined.

Standing outside just now, looking at the simple gate, I thought it was just a few humble rooms, but I didn't expect that there was another cave inside.

Although it is not a house of the same level as Fangfu, but in the medical hall, it can be regarded as very grand.

What Fang Xiu didn't know was that this house was actually built by nearby residents who thanked the doctor for his kindness and spontaneously helped to build it, without spending any money at all.

After walking in the medical hall for a while, the little drug boy led Fang Xiu and others to a main hall.

The area of ​​the main hall is not large, but the decoration inside is also very simple and generous.

The freshly brewed tea was placed next to several grand master chairs. A plainly dressed middle-aged man was sitting in the middle of the lobby. When he saw Fang Xiu and the others, he got up immediately.

At the same time, he said with a smile: "Next is Bian Chi, the doctor here, welcome several noblemen..."

Chapter 279 It's Hard to Save the Immortals

Fang Xiu cupped his hands and returned a salute, with a smile on his face, he said lightly, "Fang Xiu."

When Bian Chi heard Fang Xiu's name, he was slightly startled, as if thinking of something, his expression froze for a moment.

But only for a moment, he returned to normal, saluted, and said with a smile: "So it's Mr. Fang, who has admired his name for a long time. I don't know why Mr. Fang visited the humble house late at night. What's the matter?"

Fang Xiu was not surprised that Bianchi had heard about him.

On the contrary, if there is anyone in the capital who has not heard of the name Fang Xiu, that would be surprising.

Fang Xiu walked to a grand master's chair, sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and said, "I'm only here for one thing.

The Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture sent an injured person today. I wonder if he is with Dr. Bian? "

Hearing this, Bianchi showed a thoughtful expression on his face, then looked at Fang Xiu, smiled, and asked, "I don't know what is the relationship between Mr. Fang and that injured man?"

Fang Xiu heard this question, thought for a while, and replied: "The injured person was injured by someone from my family."

Hearing such blunt words, Bianchi was startled for a moment, then a look of vigilance appeared on his face, he subconsciously took a step back, and said, "Then, I don't know why Mr. Fang is looking for the injured man?"

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, he instantly understood what was going on in his heart, smiled, and said, "Don't be nervous, I just want to see how his injury is, and then discuss something with him.

This person is Xia Yixue from the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture, presumably Dr. Bian has heard of her name. "

Facts have proved that the name Xia Yixue still has a certain status in the hearts of these people.

When Doctor Bian heard that Xia Tutou was here, he felt a lot more relaxed.

He looked at Xia Yixue, cupped his hands slightly, and saluted: "Hello, Boss Xia."

Xia Yixue just nodded slightly, and didn't say much.

Seeing that Xia Yixue was here, Bian Chi felt relieved, looked at Fang Xiu, smiled, and said: "The injured person is indeed with me.

As for his injuries..."

Speaking of this, Bian Chi didn't know what he thought of, frowned slightly, with a look of worry on his face, and then said: "It can only be said that it is not optimistic, even if it is me, it is difficult to treat him completely in a short time .

Whether he can survive that injury is a big question. "

When Fang Xiu heard this, he felt a 'thump' in his heart.

The most worrying thing is still here.

He got up, walked to Bianchi, and asked, "I don't know where the injured person is, I want to see him."

Bianchi replied: "He is in the room next to me. In order to deal with the injury in time, I slept in the room next to him, but...

It's so late, and his injury is so serious..."

When Bian Chi said this, he didn't know what he thought of, he shook his head like a self-deprecating, and said: "Such a serious injury, whether you see it or not, it doesn't matter much, since Mr. Fang wants to see him, so let's see him. …”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the little medicine boy standing behind him, and ordered: "Go, fetch the lamp, and Master Fang, let's take a look at the injury of the wounded person sent today."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, the little Yaotong nodded, brought an oil lamp from somewhere, and led Fang Xiu, Xia Yixue and his master to a room.

The door was pushed open, and another lamp was lit.

Inside the room, it was only a little brighter.

A beggar with scars all over his body was lying on the bed, wailing in pain from time to time.

Even Fang Xiu felt a little unbearable when he heard this voice.

Going a little further, you can see that the whole body of the beggar is not intact, it can be said that his body is covered with bruises.

Even Xia Yixue, who was used to this kind of scene, couldn't help frowning slightly.

It has to be said that such injuries are really hard for gods to save.

In the dungeon of the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture, the felons who had been tortured all year round did not have such injuries.

I don't know what this person has been through before.

At this moment, Xia Yixue even had some doubts about what her subordinates said.

Can fireworks really hurt people so much?

At the same time, she remembered the letter she had sent to the Governor of Kyoto, and she frowned slightly.

In that letter, based on the description of the fireworks by his two subordinates, he briefly described the power of the fireworks.

In her opinion, it was already somewhat exaggerated.

However, now that she saw the man's injury, she understood.

If this person was really injured by fireworks, then his description may not be exaggerating in the slightest, or even the opposite.

Of course, when Fang Xiu saw this person's injury, he knew it in his heart.

The man was indeed injured by his own fireworks.

He knew the power of those gunpowder, and it was not impossible to blow up this beggar like this.

Moreover, the wound on this man's body was obviously caused by gunpowder.

He frowned, looked at Bian Chi standing beside him, and asked, "Doctor Bian, I wonder if this person can be saved?"

Bianchi frowned even more, looked at the wounded man lying on the bed with the help of the weak light, and said softly: "This man's injury is more serious than before, if there is no effective means, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for two days. "

Hearing this, Fang Xiu felt a chill in his heart.

He has never seen Bianchi's medical skills.

But... since so many people come to see a doctor in this clinic, the medical skills must not be too bad.

In this era, especially in the capital, the gap between doctors is not particularly large.

Now that Bianchi has said so, I am afraid that sending it to the imperial medical office will not have any good results, but it will become more serious due to the bumping of the carriage.

Bianchi looked at the wounded who was lying in great pain on the hospital bed, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, and he explained softly: "A lot of flesh and blood on this person's body are already dead, and even a hair can affect the whole body, not to mention this .

In this world, I am afraid no one can save him..."

Hearing this, Fang Xiu suddenly thought of something, looked at the wounded on the bed, hesitant.

Of course, this hesitation lasted only for a moment.

Fang Xiu has always been a vigorous and decisive person, and most of the time he does things without hesitation.

At this moment, it is related to a person's life.

However, even if he didn't do this, when the time came, this person would still die, and he would die in an extremely painful way.

It would be better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Let Dr. Bian try his method, maybe it will work wonders.

If one's own method can be used, one's life is saved!

Chapter 2: The Operation Begins

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu turned his head, looked at Bian Chi standing beside him, and said, "Doctor Bian, I have a way, maybe it can save this person's life, but I don't know if Doctor Bian is willing or not. …”

Hearing this, Bianchi had a surprised expression on his face.

Even he felt that the gods were hard to save, what could this well-known playboy in the capital do.

Even so, this person has done many famous things during this period of time in the capital, and what he said should be true...

Bianchi looked at Fang Xiu, and asked, "I don't know Master Fang's method?"

Fang Xiu glanced at the injured person lying on the bed, thought for a while, and said, "My method is very simple, that is to cut off all the rotten flesh on this person."

Hearing these words, Bianchi and Xia Yixue were slightly taken aback, with surprised expressions on their faces, and at the same time, fell into deep thought.

Cut off the rotten flesh?

This is the first time they have heard of such a thing...

But not without effect.

The reason is very simple, the seriousness of this person's injuries lies in the rotten flesh, over time, a lot of toxins will surely grow, and when the time comes, the patient will be terminally ill and will die.

In this era, there is no such thing as 'inflammation'. For this situation, it can only be explained by 'toxin'.

But if the rotten meat is cut off, no toxins will be produced, and there will be an extra hope of life.

only......

This method has never been tried before, and lack of experience means many things. The first point is that you don't know if it will succeed.

Moreover, people are still alive, so...

Although it was rotten flesh, it was still a bit too appalling in this era of parents with skin and skin.

Bianchi thought for a while, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked, "I don't know how sure you are of General Fang's method?"

Fang Xiu heard this, thought for a while, and said, "Less than ten percent."

Less than [-]%...

After getting this answer, Bianchi frowned, as if he was lost in thought.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu smiled, and said, "I don't know what Dr. Bian is hesitating about. Doctor Bian thinks, if he doesn't cut off the rotten flesh, what percentage is there for this person to survive?

One tenth more is a huge hope. For this person, even if there is only a little bit of hope, that is all he has! "

Hearing this, Xia Yixue in Bianchi was shocked.

Indeed, for them, this method is only [-]% sure.

However, for this person lying on the hospital bed, crying in pain, this hope is everything!

What's more, if the parents with body, hair and skin are all dead, what's the point of these things!

After a while, Bianchi finally strengthened his belief, raised his eyes, glanced at the wounded lying on the bed, then turned his head, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked, "I don't know what Master Fang wants me to do?"

Fang Xiu thought for a while and ordered: "Go, get a pot of hot water, a sharp knife, enough gauze, enough herbs to stop bleeding..."

Fang Xiu studied history and Chinese language and literature in college, and knew nothing about medicine.

The little medical knowledge he had was still learned from TV dramas and novels, but his understanding of this kind of operation was much better than that of ancient doctors.

After giving instructions, Fang Xiu looked at Bian Chi and continued: "Wait a while, then Doctor Bian will do it, the action must be fast, don't delay for too long.

Over time, the possibility of toxin production is even greater! "

Although Bianchi didn't know how to disinfect, he had practiced medicine for so many years and had more or less gained some experience.

And what Fang Xiu told him to do just now coincided with his experience.