Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Indeed, no matter how you think about it, you think that the monks in Longquan Temple really have no motive to move a wounded person who cannot move?

Xu Jingchen was silent.

"Wuwei disinfection drink is a classic prescription for the treatment of fever after injury. Most of this person has a high fever, and finally the oil ran out and the lamp died..." Lu Liufang analyzed it on his own.

Xu Jingchen was a little disappointed, and sighed, "Perhaps."

"I'm just saying that stitching with needlework is different from a child's pranking? Human flesh is made of blood. Where can it be grown by simply stitching together?" Lu Liufang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is despicable to think so, he really does not want the injured person to recover well. Because that would prove that King Chu's debridement and suture technique was effective, and to some extent strengthen the credibility of Chu King's "microbiology theory". That also means that he is likely to lose the bet between him and Li Xin in the future, and lose the official position he has only exchanged for years of studying medicine.

Lu Liufang didn't want this.

Xu Jingchen glanced at Lu Liufang and said flatly: "The solitary case does not prove. Even if the wounded person is dead, it does not actually mean that debridement and suture are useless. As a doctor, facing a new type of therapy, You must study seriously and objectively, and you must not let go of any of its merits. Do you know how many patients will die innocently if you miss an effective treatment?"

As a gentle and kind gentleman, Xu Jingchen seldom said such things face to face to accuse others. But after listening to Lu Liufang's words, he finally couldn't help but said something to Lu Liufang.

Of course, I have to say that this is still light. Xu Jingchen couldn't say anything heavier.

Lu Liufang's face turned slightly red, not because of shame, but because of anger. But he can't help it. Although he and Xu Jingchen are of equal rank, Xu Jingchen is more respected by the head of the Medical Department than him, and his status in the department is also faintly higher. He did not want to conflict with Xu Jingchen.

Xu Jingchen snorted, without blaming any more, and just said casually: "Since you can't see it, let's go, and go back and prepare for things on the side of the wife." He was very interested in the microbiology theory proposed by Li Xin. Even Li Xin said casually, this interesting method of betting, he can vaguely feel the extraordinary.

You know, there is no such thing as a controlled experiment in the Tang Dynasty. Li Xin casually proposed to find Wen Po to do experiments or something, but it contains the scientific principles of logic and hypothetical deduction! Xu Jingchen's ability to perceive these shows that he is indeed extremely clever and has a keen sense of touch in this area.

Lu Liufang obviously has no such talent. He only cared about resentment because of Xu Jingchen's implied giving orders in the sentence just now, and secretly clenched his fists. But in the end he could only obediently follow Xu Jingchen and walk out.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the room, they heard a young voice shouting not far away: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Xu Jingchen glanced and saw that a young man in white linen was standing at the end of the corridor pointing at him and Lu Liufang. He sent the sentence just now.

The young man leaned on a cane with his right hand, his right foot was slightly touched, and he stood on the ground gracefully, with anger and doubt on his ruddy face. He saw Xu Jingchen and Lu Liufang standing there without moving or talking. He pointed at them two more vigorously, and said, "Speak, who are you two? Why come out of my room?"

Xu Jingchen's eyes widened suddenly, then glanced at the young man's walking stick, and asked, "What...what did you say? You live in this room?"

The young man said in an unpleasant manner: "Otherwise? Is it your room?"

Xu Jingchen said: "You are the one who sewed you wounds by King Chu himself after you got injured that day?"

Hearing this question, the young man realized that the two people in front of him did not seem to be the thieves he thought. The anger on his face disappeared instantly, and he nodded honestly, saying, "Yes, it's me."

Lu Liufang looked at the young man in front of him, his heart sinking gradually.

Xu Jingchen immediately stepped forward and helped the young man into the room. He introduced himself as he walked. He said that he was a medical officer sent by the court. He wanted to know the effect of suture and hoped that he could cooperate with the work.

After the young man listened, his face changed, and he looked a little trembling, and he couldn't even speak his words well. After all, he is a little common man, of course he feels a little guilty in his heart when he meets the legendary official.

Seeing this, Xu Jingchen didn't mind squatting down in front of the young man, pulling up his dirty trousers, and chatting with him gently, trying to relieve his tension.

After chatting for a few words, the young man saw that Xu Jingchen behaved modestly, not like that kind of domineering official, so he gradually opened the conversation box.

He said that his name is Zhang Tieniu and he lives in Zhangjia Village outside Chang'an City. There are four people in the family. In addition to him, there are two parents and a seven-year-old sister. Father is too old to do heavy work. He is the most important labor in the family.

He said that he was very fortunate that he was able to meet the king of Chu to help him heal his injuries, so that he did not lose his disability, and he was more fortunate that the recent period was autumn leisure-all the crops that should be harvested were collected, and the planting season was not yet. The most leisurely natural holiday for farmers who rely on farming for food.

Just imagine, if he was injured when he was busy in spring, who would plant the seeds? It will definitely affect the harvest next year! That's a major event related to the family's meal. It's okay now. There is no farm work anyway. When the spring starts next year, his injuries will be almost healed.

Zhang Tieniu babbled and said something, but Xu Jingchen didn't listen to a word. Because he has slowly eased the wound on the open iron corbel. He saw that the blood-stained needle and thread were left on the edge of the wound, firmly pressing the split flesh together.

If Li Xin saw the healing state of Zhang Tie's legs here at this moment, he should not help but frown. Because the wound was not well treated, there was a lot of exudate, and it looked dirty, unlike the wounds that were treated meditationally in later generations. The cut edges were dry and clear.

But in the eyes of Xu Jingchen and Lu Liufang, this kind of healing can already be described with magical skills—new granulation has grown on the edges of the wound, and some of the skin surface has even been crusted. It was the eyes of their ancient doctors. No matter how bad it is, it is not difficult to see that this is a sign of good healing.

"Did you get injured a few days ago?" Xu Jingchen asked.

"He was injured six days ago." Before Zhang Tieniu could speak, a voice came from outside.

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