Three Kingdoms: From Yinlin to Great Wei Xiongzhu

Chapter 179 This Kneel
Changsha County, in the lobby of the Government Office.

Several patients lined up one by one, as if... because it was their turn, the look of anticipation in everyone's eyes was beyond words.

A middle-aged man in his forties was sitting on the prefect's chair in the lobby of the government office, feeling the pulse of others.

Although he is not very old, four words are written all over his cheeks - weather-beaten!
His wrinkles are deep, and he looks like an old man in his sixties, with sharp edges and corners on his cheeks. This is a temperament that can only be revealed after many life and death.

His eyes are not big, but they are extraordinarily energetic. Because of the pulse he feels, his eyes sometimes open and sometimes narrow... He is judging carefully!

He is the sheriff of Changsha County—the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing!

"Dirty qi is born, and all kinds of diseases are born...Old man, you follow this 'reducing turbid qi' prescription to grab the medicine, decoct it twice in water, and take it warmly. It will improve tomorrow, and it will probably be cured in five days!"

As Zhang Zhongjing spoke, he wrote the prescription on the crumpled paper.

Paper called "Caihou paper" is not popular in this era, mainly because it is too wrinkled... Few people can use it to write, but Zhang Zhongjing needs to prescribe too many prescriptions every day. If bamboo slips and silk cloth are used, even he The governor of this county may not be able to afford it.

And on the paper is a neat line of small characters in seal script——

——"Evodia, ginseng, pinellia, ginger, jujube..." The following corresponds to the tricks required on the label, and the amount to be taken every day is different. Zhang Zhongjing wrote it very carefully.

"Thank you, Prefect Zhang..." The old man carefully put away the prescription and kowtowed repeatedly...

Zhang Zhongjing asked his disciples to help him up, and started his personal diagnosis and treatment without even caring about the small talk.

"Where does it hurt?"

Often this is Zhang Zhongjing's consistent opening remarks...

"Zhang...Prefect Zhang, I...I..."

Stumbling on a word, the patient this time is a young man in his teens, this voice... Zhang Zhongjing sounds familiar!

Looking up... isn't this Huang Xu, the son of Huang Zhong, the old general who shocked Jingnan?
Zhang Zhongjing remembers that his small characters are called Yongsheng!Huang Yongsheng!

When Huang Zhong took small characters for his son, he even came to ask Zhang Zhongjing for his opinion!
Speaking of which... In the third year of Chuping, Liu Biao, the shepherd of Jingzhou, appointed Huang Zhong as the general of Zhonglang, and followed his nephew Liu Pan to garrison Changsha You County. It is to strengthen the control of Jingnan.

Zhang Zhongjing didn't care about this, he wasn't greedy for the position of Changsha County Sheriff, it's just that... he was dedicated to overcoming the difficulty of typhoid fever, and he had a part-time position that allowed him to walk around, search for medicine, and pick medicinal materials. It's more convenient.

But... Huang Zhong and Zhang Zhongjing hit it off right away. They are about the same age, and they both have the people and common people in their hearts, so they can talk very well.

As for Huang Xu, he is Huang Zhong's only son, and even his darling...

It's just... this child has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he would come to Zhang Zhongjing to get medicine for treatment from time to time.

"Your father and I are best friends, and Mr. Huang is weak. I told you that you don't need to queue up when you come to fetch medicine."

Zhang Zhongjing's words are very kind and kind... just like his own son.

"Uncle...I...I...I seem to have typhoid fever." Huang Xu hesitated for a long time, and finally opened his mouth, and this opening made the always calm Zhang Zhongjing frown.

"What..." Zhang Zhongjing hurriedly reached out to touch Huang Xu's forehead, it was hot!

Touch his hand again, it's cold...

The back...is also cold!
Zhang Zhongjing was already a little restless. He asked Huang Xu to open his mouth and look at his tongue...thin white and moist, with a pale tongue. All the symptoms are signs of typhoid fever, but it is still in the early stage and it is not easy to detect!
This…

His brows frowned suddenly, he can cure all kinds of intractable diseases, but this typhoid...he...he can't do anything!

"Does your father know?" Zhang Zhongjing asked urgently...

Phew... With a long exhalation, Huang Xu shook his head.

Sure enough, Brother Han Sheng didn't know...

In Zhang Zhongjing's impression, Huang Zhong recently led an army to Guiyang to quell the rebellion. He...he didn't know that his precious son was suffering from typhoid fever!

This…

As Huang Zhong's close friend, Zhang Zhongjing knows too well... how much Huang Zhong cares about this only son!
Speaking of which, Huang Zhong is in his fifties this year, he gave birth to such a son in his forties, and his wife died because of dystocia, so far there is no sequel!
It can be said that Han Sheng put all his heart and soul into his son Huang Xu...

He... If something happens to him, then... Han will promote him...

...

at this time…

The sound of "treading" footsteps came from outside the door, and it was the old man in black who had just talked to Cao Xiu who stepped into the government office.

He is the head of the prefect's mansion in Changsha County, Bo, because he is the seventh child in his family, he is known as Wang Qi!
As an assistant to the prefect, it is reasonable to say...an important staff member in the government office, but...their master is devoted to medical skills, this boss is a bit salty.

"Report to Eunuch Zhang. Cao Cao, the shepherd of Yanzhou, sent someone to send some bamboo slips. The messenger said he wanted to see Eunuch Zhang..."

At this moment, Zhang Zhongjing was already in a state of disarray, he was only thinking about the matter of Huang Changsheng, the son of Huang Hansheng, so he was in no mood to see the Yanzhou messenger.

"Let's put the bamboo slips here. If we meet, we'll talk about it tomorrow..." Zhang Zhongjing waved his hand...

"Here..." Wang Qi saw his displeasure... and placed the bamboo slips on the case.

Because he took Cao Xiu's gold, he deliberately kept an eye out, and unfolded a scroll of bamboo slips in half, hoping...by doing so, he could attract Zhang Zhongjing's attention.

After doing this, I slowly retreated to the door...

"Master Wang, wait..."

Zhang Zhongjing thought of something, and hurriedly called Wang Qi to stop, Wang Qi thought there was a turning point and turned around, who knew...Zhang Zhongjing was just giving instructions. "Closed today! No other patients will be treated...let the people come back tomorrow, today...no one is gone today."

"Here...here..." Wang Qi agreed.

This is normal, and the common people can often understand that Zhang Taishou is also a human being, and practicing medicine is a labor-intensive thing. In the past, Zhang Zhongjing closed the door to thank guests because he was too tired when he was halfway through the doctor.

It's just that...Wang Qi noticed that there was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy in the government office, who seemed to be Huang Xu, the only son of Zhonglang General Huang Zhong...this...

Wang Qi rolled his eyes and murmured in his heart, maybe Mr. Huang Xu has some serious illness, and Zhang Taishou needs to spare time to diagnose him with all his strength!

The personal relationship between the master and Huang Zhong, Wang Qi, as the boss, would not be ignorant, so he immediately closed the door...

Today, the government office is closed to thank customers!
certainly…

This kind of behavior made Cao Xiu helpless...

He felt that this bag of gold was in vain...Fortunately, Wang Qi arranged a posthouse for him and asked him to wait patiently...In any case, he will definitely not be able to see it today.

"Ah!" Cao Xiu sighed helplessly... He was very anxious about what Mr. Lu ordered...

He didn't want to stay here for too long!
Once this waits, when will it be a head!
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In the lobby of the government office.

"Mr. Huang, you don't have to be afraid. Although typhoid fever is a terminal illness, the old man has cured one or two cases... Maybe..."

Even so, Zhang Zhongjing still has no confidence in his heart.

The so-called cure of one or two cases is just a very accidental success among more than 1000 cases of typhoid fever.

Considering this huge base, it is already negligible...

"Uncle, you don't need to comfort me..." Huang Xu seemed to have looked away... He shook his head.

"Thousands of people die in Changsha County every year due to typhoid fever. If my uncle can cure it, he would have been cured... I... I actually have no hope."

Well…

Zhang Zhongjing paused.

It's a bit sad, but it's true.

"I'll write a letter and ask your father to come back..."

"No..." Huang Xu waved his hand. "Father always told me that he was learning bow and horse at the age of six, and that he was powerful in Jingnan at the age of 30. He never retreated, won and never lost...I...I don't want to influence my judgment because of me!"

He is only over ten years old, yet Huang Xu can say such decisive words...

In his mind, his father has always been a great hero, both on the battlefield and at home!

"But..." Zhang Zhongjing still wanted to say something...

Huang Xu's words overwhelmed him first. "Uncle Zhongjing is a sage of medicine, so how can he not know that typhoid fever is an incurable disease. I have been weak and sickly since I was a child... I have never let my father worry about it for a day, and now... Now that I have this typhoid fever, I know I will die , why let him worry and cry together?"

"In these years, he... he has cried countless times for me. When he was dying... please allow me to be selfish once. Let father know the later the better. Father is a great hero who shocked Jingnan. I don't want to hear it. To the cry of father!"

call…

Zhang Zhongjing let out a long breath...

This this…

At this moment, even he...doesn't know what to do. Should he...write a letter to Han Sheng, or...listen to the child, which can be regarded as fulfilling his last wish.

Huang Xu's voice continued.

"Typhoid fever... I know, I will die in less than a month! Uncle Zhongjing, I... I beg you for one last thing. This... This is a letter. When my father comes back, I am afraid I will be dead. Give him the letter for me...for me, just say...just say that my son has failed him in this life, if...if there is a next life, I will be my father's son, and this time I will definitely take care of him until the end of his life!"

Clap... One sound!
In a word, Huang Xu knelt down on the ground, his head hit the ground again and again like pounding garlic...

Boom...boom...boom...

His forehead collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

At this moment... Zhang Zhongjing, even a doctor like him who is used to seeing life and death not only shed tears!

"Get up...Yongsheng, you get up first..."

Zhang Zhongjing helped Huang Xu up. "Anyway, let uncle give it a try... Maybe, maybe there will be a turnaround!"

Hearing this, Huang Xu raised his head, even though he knew... Uncle's words were more like comfort.

But...he still sat down, stretched out his wrist and asked Zhang Zhongjing to feel his pulse...

Heal?Psychic healing?
And it's okay if you don't feel the pulse...

With a pulse, Zhang Zhongjing's brows tightened even more. It's not like he hasn't encountered the symptoms of typhoid fever on Huang Xu's body before!

In the previous few cases, he has exhausted all kinds of methods...

But the final result, without exception, all failed!
According to Zhang Zhongjing's research on typhoid fever in recent years, this belongs to the deficiency of both exterior qi and righteous qi, and the exhaustion of yin and yang qi at the same time.

To deal with this symptom, he once used burning acupuncture, but the result was that the patient's viscera was seriously injured, and he died of the disease early;

He also used the sweating method, but it had little effect...even, it backfired!

This time... what method are we going to use this time?

Zhang Zhongjing couldn't help frowning...

"Nephew, you might as well rest for a while and let uncle decide how to use the medicine..."

"Okay..." Huang Xu was very obedient...and sat aside obediently.

Zhang Zhongjing sat back in front of the copybook, picked up a pen... and began to repeatedly deduce a series of treatment plans.

After so many years of research on typhoid fever, Zhang Zhongjing knew that the most terrible thing about this disease is that you can't use drugs indiscriminately...

Under typhoid fever, cold poison is already all over the human body, and the medicine is three-point poisonous. As long as one medicine is misused, it may accelerate the onset of cold poison.

But it is necessary to cure the disease with the right medicine and prescribe the right medicine... Based on Zhang Zhongjing's current understanding of typhoid fever...how can it be so easy?

call…

With a long sigh, Zhang Zhongjing wrote a prescription on the paper, but...just as he wrote the pen, he shook his head, no...this kind of words can restore the righteousness, but not the outward appearance...it cannot curb the exhaustion of yin and yang.

He wrote another prescription, still shaking his head...

No, still not right... There is still something ill thought out.

At this moment, Zhang Zhongjing only felt—difficult, too difficult!

In such a winter season, it was freezing cold, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat!
He kept thinking and deducing... But in fact, how can he understand the problem of typhoid fever that has not been solved for decades?

It's just doing everything to know the destiny!

Concentrating eyebrows, narrowing eyes... Zhang Zhongjing's eyes swept over everything in front of him, he was too lacking in inspiration, if... It would be great if a senior could leave him some hints!

But at this moment...

What did Zhang Zhongjing discover...

That's right, it was the bamboo slips left by Master Wang on the file, which seemed to be sent to him by Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao. One of the volumes was slowly unfolded, and the contents in it appeared before his eyes.

——Dou refers to Gen on the first month of the Beginning of Spring, and Yin refers to Yin in the middle of the first month of rain.

——Awakening of Insects in the second month of the festival, fighting the fingernails, and in the middle of the spring equinox and February, fighting the fingers.

at first glance...

What a spiritual text!
It seems... related to solar terms disease, could it be...these bamboo slips are medical books?
At this time, Zhang Zhongjing was sensitive, let alone a medical book, even a casual sentence aroused his great interest...

His head subconsciously moved towards the bamboo slips...

——The air in spring is mild, the air in summer is hot, the air in autumn is cool, and the air in winter is freezing.

——In winter, it is severe cold, and all kinds of things are hidden deep. If a gentleman is careful, he will not be hurt by the cold.Those who touch the cold are called typhoid ear.

——It hurts the qi of the four seasons, and all of them can be sick.Those who take typhoid fever as their illness have the strongest killing spirit.

This…

Zhang Zhongjing's eyes widened in vain, and his lips were pursed, looking a little hesitant.

After a long time, he murmured:

"Typhoid fever...this is...this is a medical book about treating typhoid fever"

As soon as this idea was spread, Zhang Zhongjing picked up the scroll of bamboo slips...

Quickly unfold.

The content inside jumped out——

——Anyone who suffers from a cold and passes on the scriptures will suffer from a disease of fever, even if the heat is severe, he will not die.If the two feel cold and get sick, they will die more often.

——If the size is small, Jueyin suffers from the disease, and it will develop within six or seven days.With its pulse following the genital organs and collaterals in the liver, it is full and shrinking.These three meridians are sick, and those who have entered the internal organs can all go down.

——Treat fever passed through in the sun, floating and rapid pulse, fever, no sweat, irritability, appropriate soup.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhongjing's pupils shrank violently, as if he saw an incredible word, as if he heard the ancient Shennong's suggestion to him.

The most important thing is... one of the symptoms mentioned above is the same as that of my nephew Huang Xu!
Immediately... Zhang Zhongjing was dumbfounded, he was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to whisper:

"Soup...what kind of soup?"

That's right, the last two words in the part that is currently unfolding are soup. As for what kind of soup to use... that... is the back part, which is still rolled up and has not been opened yet.

Zhang Zhongjing's body trembled violently, this horrified appearance made Huang Xu feel inexplicably nervous.

Huang Xu is a good boy, he doesn't want his uncle... to become deranged because of his illness!
If this is the case, then he...has caused trouble?

"Uncle...Uncle? But what happened?" Huang Xu asked...

But Zhang Zhongjing didn't have the time to answer at this time, his eyes were fixed on the words on the bamboo slips, and his hands were quickly unfolding the bamboo slips...

For a moment, his mind was like a paste, and he seemed to be a little bit disbelieving...

But after thinking about it carefully, I feel... the contents of the bamboo slips have completely verified his attempts and conjectures over the years.

…It’s definitely not groundless!

And finally... Corresponding to the symptoms, the name of the soup used - Huangling plus Pinellia and Ginger Decoction is the main treatment. If there is vomiting, it is supplemented with Huanglian Decoction!
hiss…

Huang Ling, Ginger, Coptis...

Zhang Zhongjing thought carefully about the efficacy of these three medicines. He had studied typhoid fever for many years, and "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" was created by him 20 years later. Many of the styles of medicines are related to his usual experiments...

Therefore, Zhang Zhongjing captured the long-lost sense of familiarity from this prescription. Following this familiarity, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this prescription is wonderful... Huang Xu's symptoms are not mainly based on Huang Ling and ginger, and Coptis chinensis. , and other medicinal materials as supplements, this is the most suitable treatment!

"It's saved...it's saved..."

Zhang Zhongjing became excited.

Mr. Huang, wait a moment, I will make the medicine..."

Zhang Zhongjing raised his spirits, and his face became extremely serious, but the corners of his mouth were obviously raised, he was smiling... really smiling!The smile is very confident and sunny!
This…

Huang Xu was taken aback for a moment, as if...uncle Zhongjing had always been frowning since he told the truth about his condition, why...but now...uncharacteristically, he smiled?

It's impossible to find a prescription to heal yourself, right?

Is this too bullshit?

This idea only appeared for a moment, Huang Xu shook his head violently, this is typhoid fever... there is no way!If there is a way... then why does the big man have hundreds of thousands of people who die from this disease every year!

But... But the self-confidence that is ready to appear on the uncle's cheek can't be deceiving, he... Could he...

At this moment... Zhang Zhongjing has already started to take medicine...

He repeated a few medicinal materials in his mouth, "Ephedra three liang to remove the joints, cinnamon twig three liang to peel, licorice two liang... Oh, why did you forget Huang Ling, ginger, and Coptis chinensis?"

While taking the medicine and repeating the medicinal materials, Zhang Zhongjing did not forget to compare it with the bamboo slips. He has always been known for his rigorous practice.

Especially when it comes to treating diseases and saving lives, we dare not make any omissions or negligence.

And Huang Xu could clearly see...the light in his eyes, an incomparably bright light!

...

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Yanzhou, Chenliu County.

A huge mansion, this is the mansion of Xi Zhicai... As early as ten days ago, his typhoid fever had been completely cured.

It's just... Cao Cao was worried that there would be repetitions, so he asked Lu Yu for a medical officer to take care of Xi Zhicai...

Until today, it has been fifteen days...

Not to mention, Xi Zhi felt that he had gained weight after going through such a serious illness for fifteen days...

Not only fat, but also more energetic.

For a moment, he had an illusion that he had knocked Xiahou Dun down with a punch...

Of course, this is just an illusion!

It was a rare early morning, and the weather today is not particularly cold... The sun is shining in the sky, and the long-lost warm sunshine is shining on the earth, it seems... It indicates that the coldest season has come to an end.

Seeing that the weather was fine, in the afternoon... Xi Zhicai specially dressed up, even tidying up the mustache on his chin, making him look extraordinarily sexy.

He washed his face, and then asked the servants in the mansion to tie up the pheasants and wild ducks that had been prepared, and the group walked out of the mansion.

The businessman doing business outside the door saw Xi Zhicai and hurriedly greeted him.

"Ji Jijiu, you're recovering pretty well... You've gotten fat after walking around before the gate of hell, eh... so many of you have brought so many pheasants? Where are you going?"

Xi Zhicai smiled lightly.

Two words blurted out - "Thank you!"

Hearing Xie En, the merchants in front of the door were startled...

According to his understanding of Xi Zhicai, this Cao Ying military officer Jijiu is an extremely proud person, not to mention taking the initiative to thank him, even if someone came to thank him for his kindness, he would ignore it!
Just when the merchant was surprised by Xi Zhicai's words...

Xi Zhicai brought his disciples with him, and the disciples brought a pheasant, and they had already appeared in front of the Cai Mansion.

now…

There is no longer the bustling scene of patients queuing up in front of the Cai Mansion more than ten days ago...

Under Lu Yu's professorship, there are no less than [-] doctors in Chenliu County who can diagnose and treat typhoid fever, and other states and counties have also sent medical officials to study.

Five days ago, the Cai Mansion no longer needed to take in patients. Cao Cao specially arranged a huge medical office for Lu Yu...

Appoint him as the head of the medical department, in charge of all the medical officers in the eight counties of Yanzhou and the four counties of Xuzhou!

It is said that if you want to wear the crown, you must first bear its weight. Lu Yu was very helpless about this. He even confessed to Cao Cao that he didn't know medical skills... What kind of mistress was made up before, nothing more than a name, so that these The doctor is more obedient...

Let him manage so many medical officers, he felt guilty...

Who knows, Cao Cao patted him on the shoulder and said a very simple sentence - if you don't say you don't know medicine, who dares to say you don't know medicine!

Yes…

Yanzhou now?Who dares to say that Lu Yu doesn't understand medicine... He really doesn't need to worry about it!
Lu Yu is the man who conquered typhoid fever, an authority in the medical field... a person who stomps his feet and makes the entire Han medical field tremble?Who would come to argue with Lu Yu?

Helpless... Lu Yu reluctantly became the head of the medical office.

However, the number of times he went to the medical office can be counted on one hand. Most of them were some apprentices who came to ask for advice... and Lu Yu dismissed them casually.

Just nine words—if you have any questions, don’t ask me, just read a book!

The more this is the case, the more unfathomable it feels...

Master is awesome!

Speaking of which, today...Xi Zhicai specially inquired about it. Lu Yu was in Cai's mansion, so he came here.

"Master... you have already arrived at the Cai Mansion, do you want to pass it on?"

A doorman asked Xi Zhicai...

Xi Zhicai shook his head, and then...he walked to the gate of Cai Mansion, raised his eyes and stared at the golden lacquered signboard, then took a deep breath, and knelt down in front of Cai Mansion's door, motionless, kneeling straight !

Confucian kneeling is very particular...

Often you can only kneel to the king, kneel to the father, kneel to the teacher...

But... when the title "savior" appeared, it was another kneeling method!

The grace of saving lives is like recreating...

Lu Yu cured Xi Zhicai of typhoid fever, it was as if Xi Zhicai's father gave birth to him once, and Lu Yu gave birth to him again...

It's about half a father, there's nothing wrong with kneeling...kneeling!

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(End of this chapter)