Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Just as Xu Rong was about to say something, Li Jingye had already bent down and helped everyone up one by one.

"This is my uncle, right? I haven't seen you for many years, and you have lost a lot of weight. It must be due to hard work every day."

The distant cousin was hesitant to kneel down again, but Li Jingye had already helped and pushed him out of the door.

After getting one out, he immediately greeted the big fat man next to him with a smile on his face: "Second Master's physique has become looser again, so we can see that the descendants are filial and the family business is harmonious."

He went over one by one to inquire about his health, without any arrogance of his eldest grandson being superior.

In just one stick of incense, dozens of people in the room were all cleared out one by one.

"Everyone's kindness, Jingye thanked my grandfather, but it's freezing cold, everyone must take care of your health, Jingye is young and ignorant, and I would like to thank the elders for a lot of reminders."

A welcome is enough to save face.

Li Jingye also ordered the manager to prepare another table of food and wine to entertain these distinguished guests.

These bureaucratic children have long been mixed into a personal elite in the officialdom, and when they see something good, they immediately disperse to the front hall with their backs and backs, muttering, "I'm still dedicated and sensible."

Li Jingye cleaned up the situation, then let go of his stiff smile, and turned to comfort Xu Rong: "You are young, they don't listen to you, don't take it to heart."

Xu Rong smiled wryly: "The general's condition is critical right now, brother, don't worry, I understand the seriousness."

As soon as the people were emptied, only a few direct descendants and a few servants who took care of them, plus Zhang Qiren and his team were left behind.

Only then did Wu Xun see Li Ji's sick face clearly from a distance. His thin cheeks were grayer than in the afternoon, his brows were locked, his throat rolled, and he was about to vomit again.

Xu Rong had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately knelt down to support his precarious body.

Li Ji was half coughing, half vomiting, leaning on Xu Rong's half body, his body trembled for a while, his whole body shrank suddenly, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Everyone's expressions were shocked, they never expected that Li Ji's condition would change suddenly, and he was about to lose his ability to stay.

Li Jingye didn't care about getting dirty, and while wiping Li Ji's mouth and nose with his own hands with his sleeves, he asked in a deep voice, "Master, why is he suddenly unwell?"

The man who waited on him was an old man from the mansion named Wang Xi, who had been panicked for a long time, his legs gave way and he fell to his knees.

"Back, back to the young master, the general woke up and was hungry. He ate two mouthfuls of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and drank a bowl of soup. After a while, he complained of a stomachache. The little one asked for Xungufeng wine, the little one Thinking about it, the master often drinks that when he has a stomachache, and he doesn't dare to disobey his orders..."

"Confused!" Li Jingye scolded angrily, "My lord, for such a big incident, you didn't invite Doctor Zhang first, but followed the patient's wishes, you are extremely confused!"

Wang Xizao smashed his head and shouted "Master, please spare me".

Li Jingye waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, I will ask the supervisor to get a fine."

Wang Xiyan dared to argue again, knowing that he had been extraordinarily merciful, he hurriedly withdrew with gratitude.

Only then did Li Jingye turn to Zhang Qiren, with a look of pain on his face: "Please also ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to save Grandpa."

Zhang Qiren looked coldly at the sound of him pinching and beating, making the whole family run smoothly, so he devoted his attention to caring for the old general's condition.

In the end it was Xu Rong who couldn't hold his breath, took advantage of the time when Li Jingye was asking questions, he had already carefully checked Li Ji's body, and just about to report a few words, Zhang Qiren asked in a deep voice: "Is the general's belly as hard as a board?"

He nodded, thought for a while, and added: "Yes, it's more than that. I see that the general's eyelids and fingertips have turned pale. I think he has lost a lot of blood, which is stored in his stomach. It's not just what he saw."

Eyelids and fingertips are where the skin and mucous membranes are the thinnest. A simple physical examination can roughly determine the degree of anemia.

Wu Yi couldn't help admiring him.

These experience summaries, which appeared in the systematic physical examination 1000 years later, have long been used in practice by Chinese medicine practitioners in the Tang Dynasty.

After seeing and asking, Zhang Qiren put down his hands to feel the pulse.

Everyone fixed their eyes on his fingertips, and the slight movement of the finger hanging on the side of the ruler plucked the tight string in everyone's heart a little bit.

After a long time, he let go of his fingers.

"The old general's condition didn't change suddenly, but he was poisoned."

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a gavel, and everyone's hearts jumped——

Someone poisoned?

Zhang Qiren had no time to explain, and quickly ordered: "Let the kitchen grind four taels of carrots, soak them in fresh leek juice, and serve them immediately for the general to eat when they are ready. Then stew eight taels of radish, and serve them when they are done."

He put down the wrist, pinched Li Ji's jaw with his backhand, and took advantage of his jaw to loosen with the other hand, and directly pulled it into his throat.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xu Rong hooked the urinal on the side and put it under the bed, followed Zhang Qiren's movements, and hit Li Ji's back a few times.

Li Ji was stimulated from inside and outside, his body was like a live fish soaked in oil, and he opened his mouth to vomit a lot of filth.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Xu Rong hurriedly shouted: "Can't you hear what Doctor Zhang said? Do it quickly!"

Only then did someone wake up like a dream, and ran to the kitchen like a gust of wind, and prepared everything according to Zhang Qiren's instructions.

Within a short while, Li Ji's stomach bag, which was not filled with two or two things, was completely vomited.Zhang Qiren withdrew one hand, while still prying open his teeth with his left hand, ordered Xu Rong to pour in the things he brought just now.

After a lot of tossing, Li Ji's face turned a little bloody, and his eyes moved tremblingly, and he glanced down weakly.

"It's all right." Zhang Qiren comforted the old man who was so sick that he couldn't speak, and explained lightly, "Illness disappears like silk, and it won't be cured in a minute and a half."

Li Ji didn't know if he heard it clearly, the corners of his eyes moistened, his eyelids collapsed as if overwhelmed, and he fell into a dream again.

When Li Ji'an calmed down, Li Jingye let out a long sigh of relief: "Physician Zhang is indeed a skilled doctor, but I don't know what kind of poison my grandfather was poisoned by, and how did he get in?"

Zhang Qiren looked at him solemnly, and uttered three words heavily: "Heartbroken Grass."

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of spring breeze poured into the room, sending a layer of chill on everyone's dignified faces.

Li Jingye couldn't help shivering: "Who is so vicious to give Grandpa such a life-threatening poison!"

He looked stern, looked around, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Xu Rong, tell me to go on. Today I will thoroughly investigate the case. The cakes, drinks, and medicinal soups used by my grandfather must be thoroughly investigated. If any abnormalities are found, immediately bring the relevant people in front of me, and no one is allowed to escape. !"

Then he turned around and bowed deeply to Zhang Qiren: "I'm afraid we won't be able to find out the person who poisoned him for a while. This person is so vicious that it is impossible to guard against him. We have to ask Mr. Zhang to live under the mansion before we make plans."

Li Ji was a veteran of the three dynasties, from the noble to the Duke, and was the mainstay of the Eastern Palace Party. Zhang Qiren could not refuse Li Jingye's request for both public and private matters.

Li Jingye was a watertight man, and never wanted to be known as being unfilial to his relatives, so he settled Zhang Qiren and his party down, and selected six people who were discerning and careful from among his cronies, and personally took charge of guarding in front of Li Ji's sick bed.

On the other end, Xu Rong was agile, and quickly checked everything that Li Ji came into contact with in a day.

He was so busy that he didn't even eat a bite, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he first reported the situation he found to Li Jingye.

"No problem?" Li Jingye raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Yes." Xu Rong also felt strange, "Even the medicine dregs, medicine bowls, and pastry wrappers have been checked. Nothing the master ate, drank, or touched was poisonous."

Li Jingye thought for a moment, then asked: "Has anyone approached the master this afternoon?"

Xu Rong shook his head: "Wang Xishou was in front of me this afternoon. I have already checked and there is nothing suspicious."

The two combined, but still got nothing.

Not long after, it fell into the night, a heavy and deep bell was heard from a distance, a crescent moon quietly climbed to the zenith, and it was already curfew time in Chang'an City.

The British government house is still brightly lit, brightly lit all night.

Xu Rong raised his head from under a flickering candle, and yawned sleepily.

"The heart-broken grass can break the flesh if it touches the skin, and it can break the intestines if it enters the stomach. The general's poisoning is overwhelming. If it wasn't for the food, where else could it be poisoned?"

He muttered to himself, unconsciously stroking the half-worn copy of "Lei Gong Pao Pao Lun" in his hand, still puzzled in his eyes.

Xu Rong, a senior, doesn't sleep, and even Wu Yi can only accompany him to read books all night, and his eyes are red from a pile of ancient medical classics.

The famous Heartbroken Grass actually has a more commonly used and milder name in modern times - Tripterygium wilfordii.

Different from the attitude of the ancients who avoided it, Tripterygium wilfordii is still widely used in modern rheumatology. Wu Yi is no stranger to medicinal materials that have both advantages and disadvantages.

It's just like what Xu Rong said, Li Ji has someone to serve him all day long, so how can he poison him quietly?

His eyes moved slowly from the ancient texts with many strokes, and suddenly settled on a line of handwritten annotations.

"Brother!"

Xu Rong had already squinted his eyes and was on the verge of falling, and was woken up by his roar, and almost rolled off the stool.

"Look." Wu Yi quickly handed him the scroll in his hand.

Xu Rong took a quick glance, and then saw what Wu Yi saw just now, and the drowsiness from his head was immediately knocked away by these few lines of small words.

He raised his head in astonishment: "He is a rough man, how could he think of such a way? There must be a black hand behind the scenes..."

Just as the two were looking at each other, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open.

Xu Rong subconsciously snapped: "Who?"

The author has something to say:

Dr. Zhang will teach you the emergency rescue of weed grass poisoning, do you remember, cute?Skills required for time travel~

As for the heartbroken grass, there are actually quite a lot of theories. This article takes the heartbroken grass as Tripterygium wilfordii.