Chapter 4 Unbelievable Treatment Methods

Chen Xie did not say too much, this is a habit of being cautious. Children who underestimate their faces and eat, will not have the habit of being uncautionary. As long as it is not lung cancer, a patient who has not been exposed to antibiotics, penicillin + streptomycin, two-pronged approach, it is difficult to die. Zhang Yao's only had the word "treatment" left in her ears, and she didn't listen to anything else.

In the Ming Dynasty, if you get tuberculosis, you should die sooner or later. Filial piety is one of the foundations of rule, and Zhang Yao was also a famous filial son in Dengzhou. With the ups and downs in an instant, Zhang Yao grabbed Chen Xie's hand and rushed in.

The Zhang family's large courtyard is really not small. Chen Xie didn't understand what it means to go in and four. He knew that after passing three round arches, one garden appeared. A winding path, there was a pond in the garden, and bamboo planted beside the pond. Chen Xie didn't understand the artistic conception of the wind blowing bamboo. Zhang Yao didn't feel that way, and dragged Chen Xie to walk all the way, and there were maids along the way, but they didn't see it. It was really hard for him to stand up with his belly. He walked so fast, and his forehead was covered with sweat and his breathing sounds.

When he walked around the pond, he saw a house with wooden pillars and brick walls. Chen Xie was confused and felt that his eyes were dark. He adapted for a while before he recovered. Looking at the house, the windows were closed and his brows immediately frowned. Someone had tuberculosis and dared to close the windows. Isn’t this afraid that tuberculosis would not be transfected?

Zhang Yao was also tired when she stopped and pulled her for a while. She looked back at Chen Xie's brows and said in surprise: "Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Zhang, I don't care about how other doctors treat tuberculosis. If I ask me to treat it, I have to do what I said. Otherwise, the condition will change and I will not be responsible." Chen Xie felt that it would be difficult to explain clearly to Zhang Yao, a person from the Ming Dynasty, what is the disease of tuberculosis and how it spreads. He didn't know Chinese medicine and didn't know how to explain it in terms of Chinese medicine.

Zhang Yao nodded very simply and said, "That's natural, do everything according to what my brother said." Tuberculosis is an incurable disease in this era. Zhang Yao was a Jinshi and served as a prosecutor in Henan. The officials in this year were very interesting. They did what they wanted, and did not want to hang the seals, and were afraid that their butts would go away. The scholars of the Ming Dynasty were so awesome and so irresponsible.

Zhang Yao was unhappy in the position of the Promoter, so she patted her butt and walked away. (Note: Zhang Yao, a Shandong native, Jinshi, and a Kaifeng Prefecture Promoter. She would climb the mutiny city and be arrested. Yao swept the stone and attacked each other, and was killed. His wife and son all jumped into the well and died. These are the historical materials that can be found. People who have no biographies in the Ming Dynasty, and those who can have a word in the local chronicles can do this. Others can be played by themselves.)

With this saying at the bottom, Chen Xie could feel at ease. He pointed to the window and said, "If someone opens the window, tuberculosis will be contagious. If the air is not circulating, normal people will be contagious. If they stay inside, they will be contagious. I don't know which quack doctor told me. Isn't this a quack doctor killing people?"

This sentence is extremely lethal. Although the word "contagious" is a bit unfamiliar, Zhang Yao still knows it. When he quickly asked someone to open the window, Chen Xie took it off. He had his servant take it over, but he refused it. This is the life of his family and life, and he won't even be touched.

He took out the medicine box, hung a stethoscope, then took out two more masks, handed them to Zhang Yao and said, "Follow me." He put on the mask. Even if tuberculosis can be treated, it is not a good thing to be infected, and Chen Xie dared not be careless.

Although it was awkward, after agreeing to Chen Xie, Zhang Yao had to follow him. Chen Xie walked in and entered the main room and saw an old man lying on a big wooden bed. It was Zhang's father. There were two maids serving him beside him, and a woman in plain clothes sat aside and shed tears.

Zhang Yao seemed to dislike this woman, and when she saw her, she nodded slightly and said, "Second Mother." Then she looked at Chen Xie and said, "Brother Chen, this is my father." Chen Xie took a few steps forward and saw that the old man on the bed had no blood on his face and had fallen asleep. He hurried forward and reached out to touch his neck. His pulse was normal and he would not die for a while.

Chen Xie, who had been through a barefoot doctor for a while, still had a certain understanding of the patient and his family. He was not in a hurry to speak, and continued to do a careful examination, took out a stethoscope and listened. It was hard to say whether this disease is tuberculosis. The patient fainted and had to ask others.

"Who has been taking care of the old man? I have a few words to ask when she comes out." As Chen Xie came to the front hall, Zhang Yao was one step behind and followed the young woman out.

The front hall was full of light, so Chen Xie could see clearly the young woman's appearance. She had a petite figure and a pretty face. In modern times, she was a very ordinary little girl. When she walked, she shook her swayed, which was the result of foot binding.

"This elder sister, let's talk about the old master's situation." Chen Xie didn't know what to call him, so he just turned to the elder sister. Zhang Yao opened her mouth on the side, but there was no intention of correcting it.

But these young women were frightened and stunned for a moment. Seeing that Zhang Yao had no attitude, they whispered: "My name is Su Xin, and I have been with the old man for three years. The day before yesterday, the old man suddenly felt chest pain and coughed continuously. I asked the most famous Doctor Liu in Dengzhou to come to see him. He said it was tuberculosis, so the doctor left after taking medicine. Last night, the old man coughed up blood and slept at Mao this morning."

Without any testing methods, it is difficult to be 100% sure that it is tuberculosis. What the young woman said is not helpful except for chest pain and coughing up blood. As for Dr. Liu, she may not be a quack doctor, but she must be a quack doctor when it comes to treating tuberculosis.

The old man was sleepy and couldn't ask him, so he simply stopped asking. He started to treat him first. The advantage of Western medicine in dealing with acute diseases is that it is very obvious that it is effective quickly. Do a skin test first, and at the same time, a fever-reducing injection is used first. The old man has a low fever, and it has been a long time, and it has been 3 days since the fever has been burned.

The skin test was fine. When I took out the drip from the bag, I found that I had no place to hang it after I had prepared penicillin and streptomycin. The solution was very rough. I just grabbed a servant and asked him to hold the bottle.

Zhang Yao watched while watching, but she didn't say anything, and she really did everything according to Chen Xie's wishes. She was a Jinshi and had an official career, and her qi cultivation skills were not ordinary. Seeing that there was no expression on his face, she actually caused a storm in her heart. The way of treating diseases in traditional Chinese medicine is really different from that of Western medicine.

In Zhang Yao's opinion, everything that happened in front of him was so incredible. The bottle that contained the potion was actually glass, so how could he dare to be more extravagant? I originally wanted to ask a few questions, but after seeing the glass bottle containing glucose, Zhang Yao gave up. Why? It's not like glass these days, but this transparent glass cannot be made at all. Can it be worse if it takes such a good glass bottle to fill the potion? Not to mention glucose, even if it contains water, Zhang Yao wouldn't question it. There is no doubt that in Zhang Yao's opinion, this precious transparent glass bottle contains the magic medicine. Otherwise, why use such a good glass bottle? This favor is considered a big deal, and I saved my father, and I will recreate it.

After finishing his work, Chen Xie walked out and Zhang Yao hurriedly followed him. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Xie said first: "Mr. Zhang, wait until the old man wakes up, change his place to treat him. All those who have entered this room must take a shower and change clothes. The changed clothes should be boiled in a large pot of boiling water for half an hour. All the utensils in this room must be taken out and washed, and then put them in the sun for a day. The bed sheets, mosquito nets, etc. must be boiled in water before they can be reused. How to arrange the new residence? I will arrange it back. You just need to prepare the people and items in order."

"Uncle Laifu!" Zhang Yao turned around and greeted the old housekeeper who had been following him. He spoke very politely, not like a servant at all.

The old housekeeper is actually in his forties. He is old these days, and he looks almost sixty years old and has wrinkles on his face.

"Master, what are you going to give?" The old housekeeper stepped forward and spoke. His questioning eyes never left Chen Xie, and he kept winking at Zhang Yao. Zhang Yao immediately said, "Let's go out and talk, brother, wait."

Chen Xie nodded and sat on the chair and sighed in his heart. It was not surprising that the old butler was suspicious, that is, Zhang Yao was standing by the side, otherwise he would have been beaten and arrested by the Ming Dynasty and transferred to the government.

At this time, Chen Xie could calm down and sort out his ideas. Overall, he was lucky today. Thanks to the old man who had tuberculosis, the doctors in the Ming Dynasty were helpless, so he gave himself a chance to play. Thanks to Zhang Yao who was an open-minded person, he was not too surprised by what he had brought out and did not treat him as a demon.

After leaving the front hall and standing in the yard, the old housekeeper Lai Fu stepped forward and said, "Master, where did this young man come from? No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a doctor." He has no hair on his lips and is not doing things securely. Chen Xie did not notice at all that after traveling through time and space, his height has not changed, but his face has become much whiter. He used to be a little dark, but now he is white and clean, and he looks a few years younger.

"Uncle Lai Fu, just say this in front of me, don't mention it to Brother Chen. Haven't you seen that the bottle containing the potion is transparent? I think you are concerned about it, so I won't blame you." Zhang Yao was still very polite, but this completely hit Lai Fu. That's right, he didn't notice this, and he felt cold sweat when he remembered it.

"Transparent glass bottle..." After muttering to himself in a low voice, Lai Fu slapped himself with a slap.
Chapter completed!