Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Taiping had a clear mind and understood everything. Knowing that Wu Yi was not angry, he let go of the anxiety in his heart and showed a delicate and clever smile: "Brother Imperial Physician, actually I have one more thing I want to discuss with you."

Wu Yi stopped rummaging for a while, and his eyes fell on the girl who had gradually grown up like a new flower in early spring: "What else is there for the princess?"

Taiping looked around and saw no one else, so he whispered: "I want you to accompany me in Taiping Temple with Imperial Doctor Shen."

A pair of morning star-like bright eyes contained some expectation, and they fixed on Wu Yi's astonished face.

After a moment of astonishment, Wu Yi already had a measure in his mind. Although the Taiping Temple was a means to avoid getting married, he had to wrong this precious little princess to go in and live there for a year or two to make a show.But this child is used to the bustling and noisy in the Daming Palace, how can he bear the coldness and loneliness in the Taoist temple, so he came to the door specially, because he wanted to find two companions for himself.

In fact, as a princess of a country, the jewel in the palm of the empress, she only needs to tell her parents about such trivial matters, and there is no need to ask him specifically.

Outside the window, the east wind blows the willows, making a rustling sound, like someone's daughter's footsteps approaching gently.It was vaguely like the scene where the two met for the first time, but the naughty and willful little princess who was only waist-high had really grown up a lot, and learned to respect others and listen to the opinions of the inferiors.

Thinking of this, Wu Yi felt warm in his heart, and a three-point smile could not help but smile on his lips: "I told the county prince about this once."

Taiping stuck out his tongue and smiled embarrassedly: "Jing'er said that he was going to follow Dr. Shen, as long as you agree, he naturally has no reason not to go."

Dare to feel that these people have colluded behind the scenes, and they are waiting for the princess to invite her in person.

"You." Wu Yi couldn't help pulling out the scroll in his hand, and lightly tapped Taiping's head jokingly, "If you want me to play with you, don't sneak out again, otherwise I won't be able to bear the responsibility."

Seeing that he agreed, Taiping covered his forehead and smiled, and assured Wu Yi again and again that he would follow the rules and never cause any trouble, so he happily wanted to share the good news with Li Jing.

After Taiping left, Wu Yicai regained his composure, took out a copy of "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" from the bookshelf, and began to study it carefully.

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The newly built Taiping Temple is located in the south of Daming Palace, which echoes this resplendent palace, but is different from its extravagant and luxurious style. Every brick and tile is simple and elegant, showing the noble status of its owner in a low-key and uncommon manner. And introverted self-restraint.

In order to seek a pure Taoism, all the attendants have been cut down and simplified, but there are several eunuchs who have been close to him since childhood, and three people from Shen Hanshan's master's school.

Taiping likes to be at ease the most, and after finally getting this opportunity, he longed to soar his wings to the sky, but under Wu Yi's slightly smiling eyes, he restrained himself a little.

Most of the time, she still had to pretend to recite the Taoist scriptures with the Taoist priests in the audience. Once the long-bearded and white-haired Taoist priest closed his eyes or turned around, he slipped out the door quietly with the corner of his skirt, and turned around. Then he quickly slipped away, leaving only a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Her laughter is embellished in the Taoist temple along with the spring scenery of a tree when Xie Yi enters the house, adding a lot of vitality to the dull and quiet time.

Wu Yi was in the backyard of the Taoist temple, and heard Taiping's laughter from afar. He could only smile helplessly. After all, the 12-year-old child is just at the time of having fun and being active, so he can't hold back his temper.

Thanks to Taiping, he avoided the complicated and trivial matters of the Imperial Medical Office, and had the time and energy to develop a prescription for the fake death medicine.

To pretend to be dead, in addition to looking like a dead body, the most important thing is to let the user temporarily weaken the breathing, so that bystanders can't easily detect the abnormality.

Wu Yi made a special trip to search for Chinese herbal medicines that can cause respiratory paralysis, and finally picked out several poisonous and medicinal herbs that complement each other, such as Pinellia and Dannanxing.

Both Pinellia and Dannanxing can relieve cough and relieve asthma, but overdosage can cause dilation of pupils and paralysis of breathing, just in line with Wu Yi's idea of ​​suspended animation.

Picking out the medicinal materials is the first step in a prescription, the most important thing is the dosage used, if one accidentally overuses it, it may lead to the death of the user, so he can't help but be careless.

In order to measure the dose that does not allow a slight difference, I am afraid that we can only do experiments on dogs.

To buy a dog, it is not as convenient as the small places in Yuzhou City. There is a well-planned market in Chang'an City, which is specially used for people to buy and sell. The market is divided into east and west areas. It sells some expensive things, while the West Market is closer to the lives of the common people, with daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, everything.

So if you want to buy some experimental dogs and come back, you have to drive the carriage to Chang'an West Market early in the morning, and drive them back to Taiping Temple before the curfew.

On this day, Wu Yi asked Shen Hanshan for leave in advance, took advantage of the dawn, hired a carriage, and rushed to Chang'an West City in the dim morning light and the rumble of axles.

When we arrived at the West Market, the sun was already high, and it was already full of people. From time to time, there were hawkers enthusiastically raising their goods to solicit business from passing customers. There were also many Japanese, Silla, Tubo, Businessmen from Turks and other foreign countries all spoke blunt Chinese and bargained with their customers.

Wu Yi searched the market for a while, and soon found a farmer who sold native dogs. After agreeing on the price, he picked out a few robust little male dogs, and was about to pay when he heard the already noisy crowd Suddenly, a pot exploded, and the crowd gathered round after round, as if something terrible had happened.

A panicked voice came from a distance: "It's terrible, this person is dead!"

When Wu Yi heard this, he couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly put down the selected dogs for the time being, and hurried over.

"Borrow it."

He pushed aside the heavy crowd, and saw a middle-aged man with white sideburns collapsed on the ground, no matter how others kicked him lightly with his toes, he didn't respond in the slightest. He was in a bad mood, so he quickly squatted down to check his breathing The pulse, as expected, is like a thread, and the breathing has completely stopped.

"Everyone make way." He hurriedly pushed away the crowded crowd, "Everyone spread out a little so that he can breathe."

However, there were still many pointing fingers stretched out: "His breath is gone, can you still revive him?"

Wu Yi didn't have time to argue with him, he opened his lips and briefly checked that there was no foreign body in the airway, then changed to a kneeling position, folded his hands, and pressed the middle of the man's nipples on both sides.

Then he took a deep breath and pressed down vertically, one by one.

He silently recited "zero one, zero two, zero three..." until he counted to thirty, then let go of his hands, raised his head, raised his chin, and opened his mouth with his hands in the shape of a crescent moon, and then Without hesitation, he lowered his head, covered it with his own lips, and blew in twice.

There was a gasp from the crowd standing nearby, this young man must be crazy!To be so disrespectful to the deceased, if his family members find out, wouldn't there be another incident?

But his weird behavior doesn't seem obscene, as if he is saving people, but this seemingly treacherous method is really beyond the imagination of these ancient people.

Wu Yi didn't have time to explain, so he folded his hands again and repeated the action just now.It wasn't until more than a dozen cycles passed that his arms were so numb and his muscles trembled uncontrollably that he heard a weak cough coming from below him.

Suddenly, the crowd was like water droplets being blown into a frying pan, and there was a commotion: "He woke up!"

Wu Yi just let go of the tension in his hand, only felt that the sweat dripping from his back had almost soaked his clothes, he couldn't help but slumped on the ground, took two deep breaths of air, and finally regained his strength.

This body is really useless, after several cycles of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, almost all the strength is consumed. If this person does not wake up again, I am afraid that he will die.

Seeing the middle-aged man lying on the ground wake up slowly, a group of dumbfounded people around hurried forward to help him up.

Wu Yi hurriedly cut his pulse, it was still the weak pulse of speed skating, even though he temporarily saved a life, he might still have worries about the future.

"Does any of you know him?" Wu Yi looked around, "It's better to send him to the hospital quickly. Although he recovered for a while, he still has old problems. Please ask the doctor to take a good look at him." look."

"I, I'm his son!" A man with a short stature squeezed in from the crowd, holding a bag of rice in his hand. It seemed that the two of them were shopping separately just now, and now the father lost it. Following the direction of the crowd, he hurriedly searched for it.

Wu Yi repeated what he had just said, and told him to send him to the hospital for medical treatment immediately. The man didn't dare to delay, so after thanking him, he helped his delirious father to the nearby hospital. up.

Wu Yi just wiped off the hot sweat on his brow. He was extremely lucky to be rescued. Whether he can save this life may only depend on his own luck.

He has done his best.

When the man hurried away with his father on his back, the crowd watching the show came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream. They couldn't help but stare at Wu Yi. They thought he was a fool with no idea. He turned out to be a miracle doctor!

People couldn't help but feel ashamed of their own thoughts just now.

"It's really brilliant for Mr. to bring the dead back to life!" I don't know who started it, everyone asked Wu Yi's name one after another.

"I'm just a small medical worker. Healing diseases and saving lives is just my duty." Wu Yi then stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on his knees, smiled gently, and his humble attitude made people admire him even more.

"It turned out to be Mr. Imperial Physician, no wonder he is so powerful!"

"Yeah, yeah, it was really thrilling just now, I thought I couldn't save it!"

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While people were amazed, Wu Yi had already quietly left and went on to buy his dogs.

And this scene, all fell into a pair of old and sharp eyes.