Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

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

Xu Jingchen was silent.

"Five Flavors Disinfectant Decoction is a classic prescription for treating fever after injury. This person probably developed a high fever, and finally ran out of fuel." Lu Liufang began to analyze on his own.

Xu Jingchen couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and sighed, "Maybe."

"I just said that sewing with needles and threads is any different from children messing around? Human flesh is made of essence and blood, how can it grow well just by sewing it together?" Lu Liufang said with a slight sigh of relief.

As despicable as it was to think so, he really didn't want the injured man to recover well. Because that will prove that King Chu's debridement and suture is effective, and in turn enhance the credibility of King Chu's "microbial theory" to a certain extent. That also means that he is very likely to lose the bet between him and Li Xin in the future, and lose the official position he gained after studying medicine for many years.

Lu Liufang didn't want this.

Xu Jingchen glanced at Lu Liufang, and said flatly: "There is no evidence for an isolated case. Even if the injured person died, it does not mean that debridement and suture are useless. As a doctor, facing a new treatment, it is still a We must study it seriously and objectively, and we 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 rarely said such things in person to accuse others. But after listening to Lu Liufang's words, he finally couldn't help but speak a few words to Lu Liufang.

Of course, I have to say that this is still light. Xu Jingchen couldn't say more serious words.

Lu Liufang's face turned red slightly, not because of shame, but because of anger. But he can't help it. Although he and Xu Jingchen are on the same level in official positions, Xu Jingchen is more respected by the chief of the Imperial Medical Bureau than he is, and his status in the department is also faintly higher. He didn't want to have a conflict with Xu Jingchen.

Xu Jingchen snorted, didn't blame anything more, and just said casually: "Since you can't see it, let's go and go back to prepare for Wenpo's affairs." He was very interested in the microbial theory proposed by Li Xin. Even Li Xin casually said this interesting betting method, and he could vaguely feel the extraordinaryness of it.

You know, there was no such thing as a controlled trial in the Tang Dynasty. What Li Xin casually mentioned about finding a stable woman to do experiments on, contained the scientific principles of logic and hypothetical deduction! Xu Jingchen's ability to perceive this shows that he is indeed extremely intelligent and has a keen sense of touch in this regard.

Lu Liufang obviously did not have such a talent. He only cared about feeling resentful because of the commanding meaning contained in Xu Jingchen's words 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 looked around and saw a young man in white linen clothes standing at the end of the corridor pointing at him and Lu Liufang. It was he who said the words just now.

The young man was leaning on a cane with his right hand, his right foot was slightly touching the ground, and he was standing on the ground well, with anger and doubts on his ruddy face. Seeing that Xu Jingchen and Lu Liufang were standing there without moving or speaking, he pointed at the two of them more forcefully and said, "Speak up, who are you two? Why did you come out of my room?"

Xu Jingchen's eyes widened suddenly, he glanced at the young man's walking stick again, and asked, "What do you mean? You live in this room?"

The young man said angrily, "Then what? Could it be your room?"

Xu Jingchen said: "Are you the one who the King of Chu personally sewed your wound after you got injured that day?"

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

Lu Liufang's heart gradually sank as she watched the young man answering fluently.

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

After the young man finished listening, his face changed, he seemed a little trembling, and he couldn't even speak clearly. After all, as a commoner, he would feel a little guilty when he met the legendary officials.

Xu Jingchen saw this, and squatted down in front of the young man without hesitation, rolled up the dirty trousers for him, and at the same time chatted with him gently, trying to relieve his nervousness.

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

He said that his name was Zhang Tieniu, and he lived in Zhangjia Village outside Chang'an City. There were four people in his family. Besides him, there were two parents and a younger sister who was only seven years old. Father is too old to do heavy work, he is the most important laborer in the family.

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

Just imagine, if he was injured during the busy spring, who would sow the seeds? It will definitely affect next year's harvest! That is a big event related to family meals. It's good now, anyway, there is no farm work to do, and by the beginning of spring next year, his injuries will be healed.

Zhang Tieniu babbled on and on, but Xu Jingchen didn't listen to a word. Because he has slowly healed the wound on Zhang Tie Niu's leg. He saw that the blood-stained needles and threads were still intact at the edge of the wound, firmly sticking the split flesh together.

If Li Xin saw the healing condition of Zhang Tie Niu's leg here at this moment, he wouldn't be able to help frowning. Because the wound was not well cared for, there was a lot of exudate, and it looked dirty, unlike the wounds that were nursed calmly in later generations, the incisal margin was dry and clear.

But in the eyes of Xu Jingchen and Lu Liufang, this kind of healing can already be described as miraculous - new granulation has grown on the edge of the wound, and some skin surfaces have even scabbed, which is the vision of their ancient doctors No matter how bad it is, it's not hard to see that it's a sign of healing well.

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

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