ebookland Chapter 1008 Three people traveling together
Chapter 1008 Three people traveling together
What could Fang Nanzhi do? She could only try her best and live up to the expectations of her teachers.
The following morning, taking advantage of the best light, Fang Nanzhi was going to operate on Feng Jiangtao to remove the filth.
Feng Jiangtao even washed his feet beforehand.
Not only did Dr. Zhu assist, but Dr. Wu also came.
First, he administered anesthetic powder to the patient, and then Fang Nanzhi made the incision cleanly and decisively.
The two noticed that Fang Nanzhi had sprayed "alcohol" on her knife first.
The process wasn't difficult; it just involved digging out the "dirty stuff"—which was very small—and then removing some of the surrounding flesh.
Before suturing the wound, Fang Nanzhi sprayed alcohol on it, which woke the patient up in excruciating pain, rendering even anesthetic ineffective.
No problem, she administered another set of pain-relieving injections and then quickly stitched it up.
The two military doctors were amazed by what they saw.
They can sew, but they're not very skilled, and the stitches they make don't look very good.
Xing Yun made a special trip over, took the patient's pulse, and nodded slightly.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Fang Nanzhi's medical skills, but rather that he was very curious about "alcohol".
He picked up the small bottle and smelled it; the pungent smell of alcohol made him frown slightly.
"What's the difference between this and regular alcoholic beverages?"
They had also learned to spray strong liquor on wounds.
"The difference is that it has a very high alcohol content and cannot be drunk directly; one sip could be fatal."
Fang Nanzhi said as she put away the needles.
Xing Yun was startled and quickly put the alcohol down.
"Yes, he died from drunkenness?"
As a doctor, he knew that excessive drinking could lead to death.
But very few people overdose.
"Yeah." Fang Nanzhi nodded.
"Because of its high concentration, alcohol is more effective when used for external injuries."
Xing Yun silently noted down the word "high concentration" and didn't ask any more questions.
He turned and left, leaving many patients outside.
It was Dr. Zhu and Dr. Wu who were more curious.
"Dr. Fang, could you give us the rest of the alcohol?"
The military desperately needs this.
Many people have their wounds stitched up and look like they've healed, but they still develop a fever and die a couple of days later.
According to Dr. Fang, alcohol can help prevent many of these situations.
"We can send half."
Fang Nanzhi thought about it; this was all she had, and alcohol was very expensive.
But if she didn't give him a little something, how could she "seduce" General Wei?
The two military doctors were very pleased.
Dr. Zhu was more familiar with her and subtly expressed his desire to learn acupuncture techniques for pain relief.
They knew about Mafeisan (a type of anesthetic), but used it sparingly, fearing it might kill people.
But when it comes to relieving pain with acupuncture, there seems to be no such concern.
"Sure, I'll tell you the pathways of the acupoints."
Fang Nanzhi also knew that this set of acupuncture techniques was useful in the army.
The soldiers suffered greatly during the battle, but their post-war medical care was extremely poor.
Dr. Zhu was initially delighted, then embarrassed: "Dr. Fang, I haven't studied acupoints."
He knows nothing about acupuncture. Does he have to start learning from scratch?
Fang Nanzhi was also in a dilemma.
She frowned slightly and said, "That's difficult. You probably won't be able to learn it in a month if you start from scratch."
"We can only start by memorizing the acupuncture point chart... I'll bring you a copy tomorrow."
"As for the rest, you can only ask me when I have free time. I don't have dedicated time to teach you."
This means fragmented teaching.
Fang Nanzhi looked miserable; she really couldn't find any more time.
When Dr. Zhu heard that she was willing to teach him using acupuncture point diagrams, he was so moved that he almost cried.
When Dr. Wu realized that he was involved, he immediately knelt down before Dr. Fang.
"Thank you very much, Dr. Fang."
Dr. Zhu glared at him. "You old rascal, you're not being honest. Are you trying to show off?"
He quickly knelt down as well.
Fang Nanzhi quickly stepped aside: "What are you two doing? I'm too young to accept such a grand gesture. Please get up."
Her father said that making elders kneel would shorten one's lifespan.
Seeing that she was frightened, Dr. Wu and Dr. Zhu could only help each other up.
They were all very excited. Dr. Fang's willingness to "share" to this extent was equivalent to that of a mentor to them.
Unfortunately, Dr. Fang had said long ago that she was not yet a fully qualified apprentice and was unwilling to take on any disciples.
Otherwise, they would definitely have to become apprentices.
Because of this incident, the other doctors all had some reservations about the two military doctors.
They felt that the two of them were taking advantage of Dr. Fang's young age, shyness, and kindness.
Everyone knows that the medical profession also values the inheritance of knowledge and skills.
Xing Yun was also worried that the young girl might not know what was important, so he took the opportunity during lunch to talk to her.
Fang Nanzhi scratched her head, looking completely innocent.
"Didn't Master say that medical skills shouldn't be easily passed on to outsiders?"
“Brother Xing, as the sage said, ‘Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me.’”
"If they learn something from me today, I will surely learn medicine from them in the future. In this way, we will both benefit and be happy."
Xing Yun paused for a moment. Is this how the words of a sage are used?
Moreover, after spending these few days together, the doctor had a good understanding of the two military doctors' skill levels.
That was really just barely enough to detect the pulse.
He couldn't think of anything Fang Nanzhi could learn from at that level.
But in the afternoon, he witnessed the capabilities of the military doctor.
Several soldiers who had been bitten or scratched by wild beasts were brought over.
It is said that when they went to inspect the Western Hills, cough cough, before the emperor's spring hunt, he would send people there in advance to clear out any wild beasts that might pose a great danger.
Military doctors are very skilled at treating external injuries; even when the wounds are bloody, they can still cut flesh without batting an eye...
Moreover, they are quick to learn; or rather, they can get a general idea of the condition of a wound with just a glance and a few questions.
Doctors, on the other hand, must take the pulse, ask questions, and only then can they make a judgment and proceed with treatment.
Therefore, they are not as fast as military doctors in treating external injuries.
Xing Yun believes that the military doctors are highly experienced.
Fang Nanzhi, however, disagrees. She believes that the two military doctors' rapid response is based on sound judgment criteria.
In comparison, the doctors seem to be handling the situation much more carefully and thoroughly now.
But once on the battlefield, my second uncle said that he had a feeling that the situation could change at any moment.
Therefore, whether making decisions or taking action, speed is essential.
Seize the opportunity, and you can win the hearts and minds of your troops. Sometimes it's too late, but you can't regret it; you have to think about the next opportunity.
Even a general like him would have this feeling.
Not to mention the ordinary soldiers.
Once on the battlefield, the speed at which wounds are treated becomes crucial.
She humbly sought their advice, and of course, Dr. Zhu and Dr. Wu did not hide anything from her.
In fact, they didn't think what they knew was anything special; compared to what Dr. Fang taught them, its value was still too low.
But Fang Nanzhi doesn't measure value that way. She believes that all medical skills, especially useful ones, have value.
Anyway, she enjoyed "learning from each other" with great enthusiasm.
Xing Yun and the others saw this but didn't know what to say. They just let it go, as long as Doctor Fang didn't feel like he had suffered a loss.
That evening, Fang Nanzhi had dinner at the Deng residence.
The food at Mr. Deng's place is always exquisite and delicious.
Fang Nanzhi ate three large bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup by herself, and felt only 80% full, but could still eat a little more.
But Mr. Deng was holding her back.
Even if you are growing, you should eat in moderation.
Mr. Zheng smiled and said, "Is there any dish you'd like to eat? I'll prepare it for you tomorrow night."
My daughter eats three meals a day, and two of them are eaten out.
Especially since there wasn't much oil or fat available at lunchtime, Qian Fengping felt very distressed and grumbled a few times.
Mr. Zheng also felt sorry for his only disciple, so he took it upon himself to "improve the young disciple's meals" on behalf of Mr. Deng.
Mr. Deng scoffed. What, would he mistreat his disciple?
"I want roasted duck, corn with pine nuts, and stir-fried pork!"
Fang Nanzhi counted them.
Roasted duck is Mr. Deng's favorite, pine nut corn is Mr. Zheng's favorite, and the last dish is her favorite.
Mr. Deng was pleased, but said aloud, "I think your progress in reading is far slower than your progress in flattery."
Fang Nanzhi looked completely innocent: "Sir, I truly respect and love you from the bottom of my heart."
Mr. Zheng was amused.
This child is still so good at sweet-talking.
After having dinner and digesting her food slightly, Fang Nanzhi went to read.
With two teachers taking turns teaching her, Fang Nanzhi felt a lot of pressure.
Therefore, one has to be more focused when listening to lectures.
By the time I got home, curfew had naturally passed.
When faced with patrolling yamen runners, Fang Nanzhi had no choice but to "exercise her privileges" and take out the jade pendant.
After the constables bowed, they were allowed to pass.
Fang Nanzhi felt a little guilty: "If we always use the jade pendant and do things that are against the rules, wouldn't that be bad for Qingyan?"
In the past, when she used jade pendants, she would at most force people to bow, or she would simply be too lazy to bow herself...
She was quite cautious the first time she did something different.
Mr. Zheng lifted his eyelids to glance at her: "Don't overthink it. Since His Highness has given it to you, he's not afraid of you using it."
“Although it is against the rules to travel after the curfew, high-ranking officials of the third rank or above in the capital and their families still have this right.”
In other words, doing this is not unconventional or attention-grabbing.
Fang Nanzhi was relieved.
Actually, she was overthinking it. The Crown Prince gave her the jade pendant so that she could do whatever she wanted in the capital.
Last year, Fang Nanzhi didn't pursue the matter of the several assassination attempts. Whenever she made a scene, claiming that she was assassinated while wearing a jade pendant, which was tantamount to assassinating the crown prince, she could get a team of imperial guards to protect her.
It is evident that the jade pendant held considerable power.
The Fang family's understanding and use of it is less than one in a hundred.
Reading and providing free medical consultations together are tiring, and Fang Nanzhi always feels like her body has been hollowed out.
He also secretly ate a kidney tonic pill that he had redeemed from the system.
Who says only men can suffer from kidney deficiency?
However, she adapted very well. In just two or three days, she accepted it well and no longer felt aggrieved or had a headache and felt like she was going to collapse in bed.
On this day, an accident occurred just as the free clinic had begun.
Several soldiers carried a stretcher, on which lay a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old.
It is said that his leg was broken during a fight.
Upon seeing the young man, the deputy general immediately became anxious and asked Xing Yun to bring the doctors to examine him.
Xing Yun wasn't stupid; the fact that he was so nervous meant that the injured person was someone of high status.
After taking his pulse and feeling his bones, Xing Yun confirmed that two bones were broken.
How brutal must the fight have been to cause such injuries? Shouldn't military competitions be primarily about friendly sparring, stopping when the point is reached?
Xing Yun is experienced and can set bones, while Wang Fuming has a very good prescription for anesthetic powder.
But setting the bone twice will only make it hurt more each time.
The doctors discussed the matter and found that Fang Nanzhi did know pain-relieving acupuncture, but someone needed to hold the patient down firmly to prevent him from struggling or moving.
If you move, the needle stuck in your body will be in danger.
As for medication, the Imperial Medical Academy has a product called "Bone Regeneration Plaster".
Xing Yun knew the prescription, but all the herbs used were precious, such as tiger bone.
Xing Yun tentatively suggested that a bone-healing ointment would be even more effective, and the deputy general said he would go and find a way to do so.
Then, a short while later, he arrived with General Wei.
This was the third time they had seen General Wei since joining the army.
General Wei's expression was gloomy, as if he were burdened by something.
But when facing the doctors, he softened his tone: "Are you all confident that you can cure him?"
"I want him to be able to run and jump after he is cured."
I hope I don't end up crippled or something.
General Wei thought to himself, if these people are no good, he will send a letter to the palace to invite the imperial physician.
"The patient is young and strong. After the bone is set, as long as the doctor's advice is followed carefully, there should be an 80% chance of recovery."
Xing Yun is very meticulous.
Actually, there's no problem. Even if it's 80% likely, doctors can't guarantee against unexpected events.
For example, if the boy falls down or gets beaten up after the bone is set, what guarantee do they have?
General Wei pondered for a moment and then ordered someone to go to the Imperial Hospital immediately to request a bone-breaking ointment.
This also means entrusting people to them for treatment.
The doctors immediately began preparations.
The patient has fainted from the pain, but that doesn't mean he won't wake up soon.
Once they had everything ready, the ointment was also in their hands.
Wang Fuming administered anesthetic to the patient, while Doctor Qiu took his pulse.
Xing Yun and another doctor worked together to set the bones.
Fang Nanzhi took a needle case for later use.
Actually, simple bone setting doesn't require so many doctors.
General Wei came in person, looking very nervous, which made the doctors have to be on high alert.
After the boy was given the anesthetic, strong soldiers immediately pinned him down.
The bone was being set... followed by screams of agony, and the young man finally woke up from the pain.
After waking up, she was disoriented but her body struggled on its own; fortunately, someone had held her down beforehand.
Fang Nanzhi only began to treat the young man when he was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely.
After working for half an hour, the bone setting was finally completed. After applying the ointment, it was bandaged and immobilized...
General Wei confirmed repeatedly that the bones had been set correctly.
Xing Yun personally checked it once, then let the other four people check it, and finally nodded.
It's connected correctly.
General Wei's complexion finally improved a bit as he looked at the pale-faced young man lying on the wooden board.
"You should rest well. I will investigate this matter thoroughly."
A look of hatred flashed across the young man's face, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Thank you, General."
General Wei has left.
The doctors looked at each other and then came out of the tent.
From those two sentences, they could tell that there was something fishy about the boy's injury.
They are just doctors, but they also need to participate.
But we need to arrange someone to take charge of the boy's follow-up medical treatment.
Who should I give this hot potato to?
Fang Nanzhi had a sudden inspiration: "Perhaps we should ask the deputy general? He's so badly injured, maybe his family will take him home. Well, he's just had his bones set, so there are many things to be careful about when moving him."
Since he is of high status and has been seriously injured, he must return to his residence to recuperate.
Xing Yun thought it made sense and went to find the deputy general.
The lieutenant entered the tent, asked the boy what he thought, and then came out with a gentle smile on Fang Nanzhi's face.