The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 578: Why study medicine

After checking the pulse, Zi An said, "Wait a moment, I'll go back and get something."

She went back with a stethoscope and probe and came back.

He seems to have a low fever, but he is not sure about his touch, so he took a heat probe to test it for him.

"What is this, wangfei?" Su Mu had seen her take it out before, but she was too embarrassed to ask.

"You put it in your armpit, I ask you to take it out and you take it out." Zian said.

"Yes!" Su Mu turned around embarrassedly and clamped the heat probe in the creaking nest.

After turning around, Zian listened to the trachea and lungs with a stethoscope. He coughed a little.

There is no way to check whether he has the plague with modern equipment, and can only make judgments based on symptoms.

There is no murmur in the lungs, but the trachea has symptoms of inflammation.

After the probe was taken out, it was 37 degrees and 3, low fever.

The eyes were slightly congested. He said that he felt nauseated and wanted to vomit before. These symptoms are the initial symptoms of the plague.

"Do you feel nauseated?" Zian asked.

"Yes, but because I saw a lot of corpses, the corpses were rotting badly..." Su Mu clutched his chest and couldn't speak any more. He was so sick that he almost vomited.

Zi An sighed softly. It was the time when he needed to employ people. If Su Mu was infected, it would be a big one.

Su Muqiang held back his nausea, and when he saw Zi'an's slightly discolored face, he was also a little scared, "Princess, shouldn't you be an official?"

Zi An said: "I haven't been diagnosed yet, but you need to be isolated. You are in the house and don't go anywhere."

Isolation, can't go to the West District, the West District is a confirmed patient, and can't be locked in the South District, although all the people in the South District have symptoms, but I hope Su Mu's resistance is strong enough, he just has a cold.

Su Mu's face changed slightly, "Xiaguan is really sick?"

He was a little scared. He had seen those who died of the epidemic, and they died very painfully and indecently.

"Don't worry about it, see for yourself if there is a rash on your body." Zian said softly.

Su Mu took a few steps back, "Princess, let's go, if a lower official is infected, he must not infect the princess."

Zi An said: "Don't worry, I drank the medicine."

"Can that medicine really prevent infection?" Su Mu asked.

"It can't be 100%... not necessarily, but it is effective, and it is also effective for the initial plague. I will order someone to send you medicine when I return, and you should drink it twice a day according to my instructions. "

"Thank you, Princess!" Su Mu said gratefully.

Zi An looked at Su Mu, "You get better soon, I need help."

Su Mu felt very sad and hated himself. Whether it was because he suspected the princess before or because he was sick now, he really felt that he was useless. Zi An said this, making him red eyes.

After a few words of relief, Zi'an went out.

Su Mu's infection cast a shadow over Zi'an's heart.

Although Lao Qi and the others drank the medicine before they went down the mountain, they only drank it once, and the medicine was not too powerful. If something happened, and I wasn't by their side, I really didn't know what to do.

Also, a military general like Su Mu, who had good resistance, unfortunately contracted the disease, which shows how ferocious this plague is.

No, she has to adjust the recipe again.

Mummy and Xiaosun came in the evening of the same day, and Zian did not allow them to enter, and asked them to go back to Princess An's mansion.

But Mammy and Xiaosun insisted on staying. Zi An couldn't ask people to tie them away and didn't dare to let people touch them, so they finally agreed to stay.

Since the plague was diagnosed, Zi'an's heart has not calmed down, and he can't sleep well at night, and he is worried.

Others don't know the severity of the plague, but she does.

When I was studying medicine, I dabbled in epidemiology and read some information on plague.

The plague, also known as the Black Death, had a high fatality rate.

She wanted to adjust the recipe, so she flipped through the book overnight and read the medical book she brought down from Hanshan.

Rouyao came over in the evening. Seeing that she was busy, she wanted to leave, but Zi'an stopped her, "Rouyao, you came just in time, you should also take a look."

"You let me see?" Rou Yao was startled.

"Yes, there are many people, many eyes, and Dr. Wen Yi has treated many epidemics. Perhaps, the plague will be recorded." It can be started from Chinese medicine, Chinese medicine, Wen Yi is almost authoritative.

"However, these books are given to you by Dr. Wen Yi, if you let me read, will you..."

Zi An said: "Why do you think so? Medical skills should never have closed walls. If there is no communication, how can medical skills be carried forward?"

Rou Yao smiled, "There are many martial arts schools in the martial arts, and they will not casually pass on their martial arts to others."

"What about martial arts? If bad people practice martial arts, they will only harm others, but medical skills are not good. Most of the medical practitioners take it as their mission to save people, and use medical skills to harm others, which is rare, unless it is poison."

"Yes." Rou Yao felt that Zi An was really generous and sat down, "Tell me about the symptoms of plague, maybe Doctor Wen Yi won't use the word plague?"

"It's not the plague, it's the Black Death, you can look up these two words."

"How can you be sure? I've never heard of the plague or the Black Death."

"Because..." Zi An almost said that he was a contemporary of Wen Yi, "You haven't heard of it, but I have heard of it. I didn't name this disease. Doctor Wen Yi has a lot of knowledge. Guang, who has treated so many patients and encountered so many diseases, she must know."

"Okay, then let's start investigating." Rou Yao said.

Searching books is hard work. Many of the books here are from Wen Yi's special cases, and most of them are handwritten. Even though they are extremely neat, everyone's writing habits are different, and Wen Yi's later manuscripts Using simplified characters, Rouyao always felt difficult when she looked.

"Take a break."

After watching for an hour, Zi'an saw that Rouyao's eyes were red, so she poured tea for her and let her rest.

Rouyao rubbed her eyes, "Is Su Mu infected?"

"The initial suspicion is." Zi An sighed, frowning.

"It's really a leak and a night of rain."

"His illness is relatively mild, I hope my medicine will be effective for him." Zi An said.

"Well, this disease is so ferocious, I have never seen it in my life." Rou Yao said, and smiled bitterly, "However, I have never seen too many diseases in my life, and the patients I have treated, A few left, and I tried my best to save them, but in the end I couldn't save them."

Zi An is deeply touched by the treatment of illness. "Everyone has to go through life, old age, sickness and death. Sometimes it doesn't mean that we can save people if we try our best."

Rouyao looked at her, "Zian, why did you study medicine in the first place?"

This is a very deep question, almost torture.

"What about you, why do you want to study medicine?" Zi An asked back.

"I want to save people, Sun Fang'er hurts people, I want to save people and make atonement for her." Rou Yao made no secret of it.

Zi An smiled, "I'm not as noble as you. I chose to study medicine because I thought being a doctor would make money."

"Ah? Make money?" Rou Yao was startled. Zi An was also startled, then smiled, "I'm joking, can't you hear me?"