Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

As soon as this remark came out, everyone fell silent.

Pox rash and cold plague are common seasonal diseases, but it is unheard of to have spots caused by warm toxins.

In this era of sparse population, people's understanding of infectious diseases is limited to a few well-known and severe diseases, such as cholera, typhoid, and smallpox.As for typhus, a sporadic and rare outbreak, there are few records, and there are many misdiagnoses.

The reason is cruel. The first to be infected in an epidemic is often the old, weak, sick and disabled with low resistance. Compared with the villagers ten miles away, they are closer to death.

Before the germs have time to spread, the host has already died, making it difficult to form a large-scale epidemic.

Nature harbors a kind of cruel benevolence, and carefully calculates every birth, old age, sickness and death in the world.

In the silence, Dong Zhong couldn't help but ask: "Dare to ask sir, what is the explanation?"

Li Yinzhou pointed to the rash on the sick child's chest, and answered him: "The warm poison enters the lungs and stomach, passes through the triple burner, affects the blood, and when it occurs on the skin, it turns into a rash, which is far from the cold epidemic."

Although two words overlap with typhus, typhus is a disease that has nothing to do with it. Both of them have red rashes. From the perspective of laymen, there is not much difference. Neither one has more than ten years of clinical experience. Difficult to distinguish at a glance.

Although this young man was suspected of talking on paper, he could tell that he had put in a lot of hard work. In just a few days, he memorized the thick "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" backwards, not to mention how many times he had flipped through the "Huangdi Neijing" behind his back.

Young and frivolous, but also enthusiastic.

Now that the beating has been done, Li Yinzhou withdrew his indifferent eyes, and then asked solemnly: "The pathology is clear, how do you think it should be solved now?"

Dong Zhong saw that he was well versed in the symptoms and had a good command of dialectical evidence, at this moment he was truly convinced, regardless of the embarrassment or not, he immediately seized the opportunity to talk to him.

"Since it is a febrile syndrome, the students thought that Yinhua and Forsythia should be used to detoxify the pungent and cool muscles, and Qingying decoction should be used to detoxify and nourish yin. Once the pathogenic factors are removed, the symptoms will naturally be resolved."

So he changed his name to a student, and he was quite good at climbing up.

It's pretty much the same.

Li Yinzhou nodded noncommittally, thinking that this level is already remarkable, and he may not be able to give a better answer at this age.

But as a teacher, I have to teach something that is not in the book.

The thin skylight poured in through the rain and mist, casting a layer of soft glow on his graceful eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to add a smile.Li Yinzhou turned his gaze, and said: "Clean up the hut first, and separate the patients."

The rest of the apprentices rushed to respond.

He turned back to the backyard alone.

Dong Zhongchang heaved a sigh of relief, and belatedly understood the purpose of Mr. Li's beating - it was to tell them that what they got on paper was not as good as doing it in practice, and their understanding lacked the tempering of fire.

Scenes flashed in front of his eyes just now, he twisted his eyelids almost dully in deep thought, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Sun Shangxiang with his sleeves rolled up, smiling with curved eyes, his eyes clearly fell on his face.

Dong Zhong had been curious for a long time, what was the lady laughing at just now?

As if seeing through his thoughts, Sun Shangxiang walked over with a smile, hooking his hands to catch his ears.

He whispered: "The pox disease you talked about earlier was added by Mr. Li to Mr. Zhang Ji's manuscript later. I had chicken pox when I was seven years old, and he described the symptoms of chicken pox and smallpox at that time. Make it into the book again, and only then will you see what you see today."

Sun Shangxiang and Mr. Li looked about the same age.

So at the age of seven, a person is well versed in what he just talked about.

This is murder.

Dong Zhong raised his eyes resentfully, and Sun Shangxiang loosened his wrist after mending the knife, and patted him on the shoulder in relief: "Follow me to have a look, there may not be such an opportunity in the future."

……

Li Yinzhou turned back to the backyard and passed the pharmacy without turning his eyes or eyebrows, just passing by like a gust of wind.

He took a few clean earthen jars, a bag of worthless bran, and a few unremarkable taro from the back kitchen, and then ordered someone to fetch a jar of sand from his personal medicine chest, rolled up his sleeves in full view, With a flick of a finger, a firework is ignited——

Steamed taro.

Dong Zhong's eyes were straightened, but he couldn't figure it out at all. What is Mr. Li going to do?

When the taro is fully ripe, the sky is already dark, the aroma is tangy, and the unsatisfactory tears fall from the corners of the mouth.The hungry apprentices muttered in their hearts one by one, maybe Mr. Li slapped him to stuff a sweet date, did he mean to open a small stove for them?

But they were quickly disappointed.

Li Yinzhou mixed cooked taro with bran and boiling water and put it into an earthen pot. After it cooled down, he scooped up a spoonful of sand and shook it into it without changing his face, and sealed the earthen pot neatly.

Does that mean it's better to feed them mud?

Seeing the apprentices downcast and moaning one by one, Li Yinzhou found it interesting, these kids from rich families are not so talented, they are quite greedy.

So there is no psychological burden for teasing.

Sun Shangxiang has been friends with him for many years, and he can see the evil intentions hidden in those eyes at a glance, so he couldn't help pulling his sleeve over, and said in a low voice: "What is this for?"

Li Yinzhou lowered his eyelashes, and only quietly told her: "You will know in a few days."

In the spare time between steaming taro, he conveniently prescribed a prescription of Yinqiaosan for the sick boy just now, and mixed cold water with an earth-colored powder, and sent it over, telling him to pour it down three times a day.

Dong Zhong was very curious at the beginning, and secretly took a small copper spoon and put it on the tip of his tongue when no one was prepared to smash it——

"Bah bah bah..."

There is still a muddy smell in the bitterness!

It wasn't any kind of medicinal material he had tasted.

He couldn't help pestering him three times a day.

Li Yinzhou deliberately tormented them, he didn't say a word, and let the apprentices spend a whole day soaking it up, before he slightly raised his eyes from the scroll.

"Since you are so free, go and take a trip for me. Go to the hometown of your grandparents to see if anyone else has the same disease. If there are, bring them alone. Remember not to miss any of them."

He didn't say a word or two, and he still had an errand.

Dong Zhong accepted the order with drooping eyelids.

Li Yinzhou has other considerations in his mind. Although typhus is not as terrible and contagious as typhus, it is still a fatal killer for poor people in remote mountains and remote areas. life.

No life is worth the price.

Dong Zhong has a serious nature and is most suitable for this job.

He closed his eyes and pinched the sore part of his eyebrows, his eyelashes were drooping, his blurred vision was faintly shimmering, and he heard Sun Shangxiang whisper a few words in his sleepy sleep.

"A few days ago, my elder brother personally led the army, saying that he was going to Hefei to support Gong Jin and force Cao Ren to surrender. I wanted to go see him off, but I thought that Mr. Zhang was coming soon. I haven't seen him for so many years. I don't know if he still remembers him. Not me."

Li Yinzhou smiled lightly while half asleep and half awake, but didn't answer this question.

Seven days passed in a flash.

Finally it was time to open the can.

The apprentices waited in the courtyard after pinching a bit, and waited for the well-articulated, thin and well-proportioned hands to slowly lift off the sealed tile cover, and a circle of black heads eagerly surrounded them.

However, the picture in front of him made the loss fill up again.

Except for an extra circle of earth-colored mold, this mud is still the same as it was seven days ago!

"Sir..." Such a result obviously made the apprentices' interest drop to the bottom, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Li Yinzhou unhurriedly picked out the mycelium, carefully put it into another prepared clay pot, stirred it with a copper spoon, and unhurriedly revealed the contents inside to them.

It's nothing special, just a layer of water and a layer of oil.After kneading for a short time, it quickly returns to the upper and lower layers, which are clearly separated.

Water does not contain oil, oil does not enter water, this is the truth that children know.

The apprentices saw the jar clearly, but their eyes were clouded with suspicion, and they waited patiently for the time being.

After waiting for a few cups of tea, Li Yinzhou scooped out the oil and discarded it, and then sifted the water through the sieve cloth three or four times until there was no trace of visible impurities in it before pouring it out.

This is not finished.

He sprinkled charcoal powder in again, and this time it was charcoal powder.

After a jet of water, the teenagers stared at the calm hands with strange and ignorant eyes, nodding and shaking their heads after every gesture, memorizing these steps paradoxically.

When the charcoal powder rolled into the water again, an apprentice who couldn't bear his temper finally said, "Sir, after repeating this, what is left in the water?"

The water in front of my eyes was so clear except for a faint yellowish color that was almost imperceptible!

Li Yinzhou frowned, but asked back: "What is between you and me?"

The apprentice, Monk Zhang Er, was puzzled: "...Nothing is separated?"

The rest of the people all looked puzzled.

Li Yinzhou stretched out his arm and touched his forehead.

There was a gust of wind on the fingertips, and a star of coldness was tapped.

"Away from the wind and the air-conditioning, how can you say nothing?" Knowing that it is difficult to explain the concept of germs, he used the analogy of the disease they are most chasing—

"The six evils are born in wind and rain, cold current, heat, and all things in the world. They are all present, but none of them can be detected. Don't they exist? Similarly, all things are born and restrained by each other. Naturally, there are things that restrain diseases and evils. And there is something in the soil that can restrain the pathogenicity of warm, poisonous and spotty spots."

That is the famous oxytetracycline.

When Li Yinzhou was in Haichang, he tried several times to prepare penicillin according to the historical origin, but unfortunately it didn’t work. Instead, he made oxytetracycline from soil by accident. He saved it carefully for several years, and now it is really useful. land.

The apprentices half-understood, paradoxically.

It really feels a little mysterious.

He stared at the calm water in doubt, and was about to give it a try, when he heard a rattling sound from a horse riding outside the door.

The sound of horseshoes staggered, and it sounded that there were no less than a dozen of them approaching together. Even the apprentices present were from some families, and they poked their heads out of curiosity when they heard the battle.

Whose master has such a big show?

One must know that Zhou Dudu Yiling's great victory only captured [-] soldiers and horses!

Sun Shangxiang rushed out the door ahead of the apprentices.

A ripple of uneasiness flashed across Li Yinzhou's heart, and he stepped out.

The two came to the door one after the other, and they saw Dong Zhong riding the lead horse in the distance, followed by several carriages.

The students who followed the two to join in the fun stared straight at him: "His family is so rich? Isn't the Jiangdong wealthy family just like that?"

Li Yinzhou's face suddenly sank.

The more carriages, the more people they can carry.

Dong Zhong actually recovered so many patients.

The grandparent and grandson who came to the door by chance tore apart a corner of the epidemic in the countryside. If he hadn't paid attention and sent someone to investigate, it might have spread silently and disappeared.

The author has something to say: Oxytetracycline refers to the preparation of oxytetracycline and penicillin by the local method, but in fact, it may not be used after crossing, the concentration is low and there may be a poisonous strain (serious nonsense. jpg)