The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Lu Jing, carrying Xia Huai, rushed into the thatched cottage like a whirlwind, shouting before he even entered, "Where is Doctor Jia?!"

Doctor Jia was in the hall examining the young apprentice. The latter had been playing around yesterday and hadn't studied hard, misidentifying the herbs nine times out of ten, which had angered Doctor Jia so much that he took off his shoe, ready to hit him.

If Lu Jing hadn't arrived at the right time, the young apprentice's bottom would have been in serious trouble today.

Fortunately, Doctor Jia's mood improved slightly when he heard that a customer had arrived, and he didn't bother with the apprentice. He put on his shoe and replied, "I'm here, please come in..."

"This time, it's not me who got beaten up, it's her." Lu Jing placed Xia Huai on the couch beside him.

Doctor Jia took a closer look, first praising, "Whose daughter is this? She's quite beautiful." Then he noticed the injuries on Xia Huai's body, his expression changed, and he stamped his foot, saying, "What a sin! Which bastard was so ruthless?"

As he spoke, he suspiciously glanced at Lu Jing beside him.

"Don't look at me like that, it has nothing to do with me." Lu Jing shook his head, "Hurry up and save her."

Without Lu Jing's reminder, Doctor Jia was already moving, shouting at the young apprentice, who was still wiping his tears, to boil hot water, while he himself went to the cabinet to get the prepared wound medicine, and then took out gold needles and mulberry bark thread from the medical kit.

After the hot water was boiled, he first had the young apprentice fetch two basins of warm water, washing his hands in one of them.

Lu Jing had previously looked down upon the medical standards of this era, especially surgery, since there was no concept of microorganisms and bacteria at this time, but after experiencing it firsthand, he found that it wasn't as bad as he had imagined.

Limited by scientific and technological levels, the doctors of the Chen Dynasty indeed had a half-baked understanding of many things, and there were even some ridiculous misinterpretations that made people laugh, but through generations of inheritance, they gradually accumulated a lot of experience, although they didn't necessarily know why, they gradually developed some coping methods.

It's just that the level of this profession varies greatly, and like the martial arts world, there are many schools, which are isolated from each other and rarely communicate. Whether you encounter a quack doctor or a skilled healer often depends on the patient's own luck.

For example, Lu Jing used to think that Doctor Jia's medical skills were good, basically the ceiling of rural doctors, but only when he saw him treat Xia Huai this time did Lu Jing realize that he seemed to have underestimated him. The importance he placed on disinfection was clearly ahead of the times.

So Lu Jing had nothing to remind him, after all, he didn't study medicine before time-traveling, and his medical knowledge was very limited. Besides washing hands, there was also alcohol disinfection and high-temperature disinfection. The former was tantamount to suicide with the alcohol concentration of this era, and for the latter, he saw that Doctor Jia had already lit a candle.

Professional matters should indeed be left to professionals. Seeing that he couldn't help much here, Lu Jing planned to go out and wait, but Doctor Jia stopped him, "Don't go."

"Why?" Lu Jing was stunned.

"Do you think only your Green Bamboo Gang has gang rules? The medical world also has its own rules," Doctor Jia said unhappily, "If the patient is a woman, unless the doctor is over fifty years old, the doctor cannot be alone with her in a room, unless it's a female doctor."

"But I'm not her family member either, we only met today." Lu Jing frowned. The reason he was preparing to leave was because Doctor Jia was about to treat Xia Huai's wounds, and he didn't want to stay here and take advantage of her for nothing.

Although the injuries on Xia Huai's body were not in too private a location, this was not the modern era, and worldly etiquette still emphasized that men and women should not touch each other casually. Moreover, even in the modern era, you might get into trouble if you accidentally touched a member of the opposite sex on the street.

"Don't you have a young apprentice? Just have him stay here with you, won't that work?" Lu Jing paused and added.

"Xi Xin is my man, leaving him here is useless." Doctor Jia shook his head upon hearing this, "I don't care what relationship you have with her, you brought her here, you have to stay as a witness, and if her family has any problems later, they will naturally come to you, and it has nothing to do with me."

After speaking, Doctor Jia pointed to another basin of warm water beside him, "Go wash your hands quickly, she has lost a lot of blood, we can't delay any longer. You clean it, then cover the other areas with linen, leaving only the wound exposed, and I will sew it up for her. Xi Xin, after the boy surnamed Lu washes his hands, change two more basins of water, then go brew the medicine, it's a blood-nourishing prescription. You just brewed it three days ago, be careful I break your legs if you grab the wrong medicine."

Lu Jing and the pitiful Xi Xin looked at each other, both feeling helpless.

Well, Doctor Jia is transferring the risk. It seems that the doctor-patient relationship in the Chen Dynasty is not very harmonious either, otherwise the predecessors of the medical world wouldn't have established such a rule.

According to Xia Huai herself, she was on a detour and her relatives were not around, so Lu Jing had no choice but to bite the bullet. While washing his hands, he felt as nervous as if he were signing a surgical consent form.

Lu Jing took two deep breaths and looked at Xia Huai, who was sleeping soundly on the couch. The girl was not sleeping peacefully at the moment, her willow eyebrows were furrowed together, her cheeks were slightly red, and her breathing was a little rapid.

Seeing this, Lu Jing didn't dare to delay. He said, "I'm sorry," and reached out to lift Xia Huai's skirt, revealing the lower half of her injured calf, then carefully wiped away the dirt and blood with a wet handkerchief.

On the other side, Doctor Jia baked the gold needles over the candlelight and threaded them with mulberry bark thread. After Lu Jing finished cleaning and covered the lower part with linen, he began to apply the needles and sew up Xia Huai's wound. His fingers flew, and the gold needles pierced through the flesh. Soon, the open wound on the girl's leg was sewn back together.

During the period, probably feeling the pain, Xia Huai woke up once. Seeing a strange face, she was very alert and subconsciously wanted to reach out and draw her sword, but she couldn't move, only then remembering that she was still in a state of being acupunctured.

When she saw Lu Jing beside her, she seemed a little more at ease. When she realized that the two were helping her treat her wound, she completely relaxed and squeezed out a weak smile at Lu Jing, "You said there were snacks at the Wenwang Temple, what's the best thing to eat?"

But before Lu Jing could answer, she fell asleep again.

An hour later, Doctor Jia directed Lu Jing to apply wound medicine to Xia Huai's waist and bandage the wound, finally bringing it to an end. After that, they just had to wait for Xi Xin to brew the blood-nourishing medicine and let Xia Huai drink it.

According to Doctor Jia, the situation was still quite optimistic, because Xia Huai was a martial artist, and her body was much better than ordinary people, and having internal strength could also speed up her wound healing.