Chapter 701 Qian Jin Fang
"I'm telling you, this is the famous TCM doctor Elder Huang. How dare you show off your meager medical skills in front of Elder Huang? Get out quickly!"
The doctors present looked at Elder Huang with changed expressions.
So, this was that Elder Huang!
They were all in the medical field and naturally knew Elder Huang's great reputation. At this moment, they instantly understood that Elder Huang had asked them to leave earlier because he wanted to treat the patient himself.
Soon, the doctors no longer dared to talk nonsense and filed out one after another.
"Grandpa, how can I help?" Director Huang rubbed his hands nervously.
Director Huang was, after all, the director of the emergency room at People's Hospital, but in front of Elder Huang, he was nothing. If Elder Huang hadn't helped him smooth things over, he wouldn't have the chance to be the director. There were still three medical doctors waiting in line to be directors.
"Scram. Stand guard outside and don't let anyone in," Elder Huang waved his hand dismissively.
Director Huang didn't say a word, turned around, and went out, closing the door behind him. He stood like a guardian at the door.
After everyone left, the room quieted down. Elder Huang looked at Elder Huang, who was lying on the hospital bed receiving a blood transfusion, his brows furrowed.
To be honest, Elder Huang's illness was too strange. The reason for the bleeding was due to damaged meridians. He had already sealed Elder Huang's nasolacrimal duct, but why was he still bleeding? This was completely beyond his understanding.
What the hell was going on?
"Big Brother, you must save me!"
Elder Huang was on the verge of tears. Nearly bleeding to death from a nosebleed was not a pleasant feeling.
More importantly, it was embarrassing!
Damn it, who ever heard of bleeding from the nose like this?
"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to save you!" Elder Huang gritted his teeth.
On one hand, it was for Elder Huang's life, but more importantly, it was to avoid being looked down upon by Chen Xuan. If people knew that he couldn't even cure a nosebleed, how could he continue to practice medicine?
He took out his silver needles and inserted them into Elder Huang's acupoints a few more times. Soon, his face turned dark. The nosebleed flowed even faster than before.
"Big Brother... think before you act..."
Elder Huang was on the verge of tears.
"I know, I know..."
Elder Huang frowned and thought for more than half an hour. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.
He remembered that he seemed to have read about such a case in a medical book. If he remembered correctly, it should be in Sun Simiao's Qian Jin Fang from the Tang Dynasty.
However, he wasn't sure and could only try his luck.
He turned and opened the door, only to see the miserable Director Huang standing outside like a guardian. It was quite amusing, but Elder Huang couldn't laugh anymore.
"Grandpa, what can I do for you?" Director Huang bowed and smiled sheepishly.
"Go find me a copy of Sun Simiao's Qian Jin Fang. I need to take a look."
Director Huang frowned, "The library should be closed at this hour. But I'll call Old Wang at the library and ask him to open it."
"Go!"
More than ten minutes later, after changing another bag of blood for Elder Huang, Director Huang walked over unsteadily like a penguin, sweating profusely from walking too fast, wiping his sweat with his sleeve as he walked.
"Master, I got it!"
Director Huang handed a copy of Qian Jin Fang to Elder Huang.
After receiving it, Elder Huang closed the door with a bang.
Director Huang wanted to ask if he should continue guarding outside, but seeing the situation, he didn't dare to ask and obediently stood there again.
Elder Huang quickly opened Qian Jin Fang and read for a long time but couldn't find the case. Did he remember it wrong?
To be honest, Elder Huang was getting old, and his memory was declining. It was normal to remember incorrectly.
If it wasn't here, then it would be over!
Would Elder Huang have to rely on blood transfusions for the rest of his life?
At this thought, Elder Huang shivered.
Just as Elder Huang was despairing, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he stared at the medical book in a daze. He suddenly brought Qian Jin Fang closer and grinned: "There really is a case!"
This case was a royal prescription from the Tang Dynasty.
One day, a favorite concubine of a Tang Dynasty emperor suddenly had uncontrollable nosebleeds after eating lychees. Although it was just a nosebleed, it was a major event in the palace. The imperial physicians treated the concubine with acupuncture to stop the bleeding.
However, the more they pierced, the more the concubine bled. At that time, three TCM doctors were exiled with their families for failing to cure the concubine's illness.
Many people felt indignant for the three TCM doctors, believing that it was not their fault, as it was an intractable disease that no one could cure. However, at that time, imperial power was supreme, and who cared about such things? The three TCM doctors were sentenced to exile.
No one knew how to cure this disease. Helpless, the emperor issued a nationwide reward: any doctor who could cure the concubine's illness would be promoted and rewarded.
At this time, a barefoot doctor stepped forward and expressed his ability to cure the emperor's beloved concubine's illness. He did not want any official position or wealth, but he asked the emperor to agree to one condition: to release the three TCM doctors.
At that time, imperial power was supreme, and the entire land and the lives of the people belonged to the emperor. Who dared to make conditions for the emperor? Many people were stunned.
But this was the emperor's most beloved concubine, and the emperor was forced to agree. Then, the barefoot doctor administered a dose of medicine to the emperor's beloved concubine, and indeed, the medicine worked wonders.
The emperor bestowed many gifts upon the barefoot doctor, including precious ginseng, gold, silver, and jewels, and finally, a pot of poisoned wine.
In the end, the barefoot doctor committed suicide.
Although the initial causes of the two patients' illnesses were different – one was beaten, and the other ate lychees – the progression of their illnesses had many similarities: profuse nosebleeds that did not stop, and after treatment, not only was there no improvement, but the condition worsened.
Elder Huang was unsure if the method would work, but seeing the pitiful Elder Huang, he gritted his teeth, copied the prescription, and handed it to Director Huang outside the door.
The hospital was already closed. Director Huang went to the TCM department to prepare the medicine, and soon, a dose of medicine was ready.
"Second brother, drink this." Elder Huang handed the medicine to Elder Huang.
Elder Huang quickly took it, but then hesitated and looked up at Elder Huang, saying worriedly, "Big Brother, can this medicine really cure my illness?"
Elder Huang's expression changed, but he quickly recovered and said firmly, "Yes!"
In fact, he was not confident.
Elder Huang also heard the uncertainty in Elder Huang's words, but he had no other choice now.
Elder Huang drank the bitter medicine in one gulp.
"How is it? How is it?" Elder Huang held his breath as well.
Elder Huang was slightly stunned, and then a look of joy appeared on his face: "Big Brother, my nose seems to have stopped bleeding..."
"It really works! The ancients did not deceive me!"
Elder Huang was extremely excited.
Elder Huang got out of bed, removed the needle, and kicked the blood bag away.
He jumped up excitedly, showing the joy of surviving a disaster.
His gaze swept over the blood bag, revealing a hint of disdain.
But in the next moment, after only a few seconds of excitement, Elder Huang felt a warmth under his nose. He instinctively touched his nose, and saw blood color, his expression instantly stiffened.
"Big Brother..."
Elder Huang turned his head and saw blood slowly flowing from Elder Huang's nostrils. His expression turned cold.
He silently picked up the blood bag and reattached the needle to Elder Huang.
"Chen Xuan, you wait for me. This matter is not over!"
Elder Huang gritted his teeth.