Chapter 575 Why Study Medicine

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

She went back and got the stethoscope and heat probes and came back.

He seemed to have a low-grade fever, but he couldn't be sure when he touched it, so he took a heat probe to test it for him.

"Wangfei, what is this?" Su Mu had seen her take it out before, but she never had the nerve to ask.

"You put it in your armpit, and if I tell you to take it out, you can take it out." Zi'an said.

"Yes!" Su Mu turned around in embarrassment, and clamped the heat probe in the creaking hole.

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

It is impossible to use modern instruments to check whether he has the plague here, and can only make a judgment based on symptoms.

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

After the heat probe is taken out, the temperature is 37 degrees 3, and the temperature is low.

The eyeballs were slightly congested, and he said that he felt nauseated and nauseated before. These symptoms were the initial symptoms of the plague.

"You feel sick?" Zian asked.

"Yes, but I'm down because I saw a lot of corpses, and those corpses are so rotten..." Su Mu held his chest, unable to speak any more, feeling nauseated, he almost vomited out.

Zi'an sighed softly, it was time to employ someone, if Su Mu got infected, it would be like one head and two big ones.

Su Mu suppressed his nausea, seeing Zi'an's slightly discolored face, he was also a little scared, "Princess, should I be an official?"

Zi'an said: "It hasn't been diagnosed yet, but you need to be quarantined, so you stay in the house and don't go anywhere."

Quarantine, you can't go to the west area. The west area is a confirmed patient, and you can't be locked in the south area. Although all the patients in the south area have symptoms, I hope Su Mu's resistance is strong enough. He just has a cold.

Su Mu's face changed slightly, "Is the official really sick?"

He was a little scared. He had seen those who died of the epidemic, and they died in pain and shame.

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

Su Mu took a few steps back, "Princess, let's go, if the lower officials are infected, they must not infect the concubine."

Zi'an said: "Don't worry, I took the medicine."

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

"It's not 100%... It's not guaranteed to work, but it's effective, and it's also effective for the first plague. I'll order someone to bring you the medicine later. You follow my instructions and drink it twice a day."

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

Zian looked at Su Mu, "Get better soon, I need help."

Su Mu felt very sad and hated himself very much. Whether it was because he doubted the princess before or because he was ill now, he really felt that he was useless. Zian said this, which made his eyes blush.

After a few words of relief, Zian went out.

Su Mu's infection cast a shadow over Zian's heart.

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

Moreover, a military general like Su Mu, who had a good resistance ability, was unfortunately infected with the disease, which shows how ferocious this plague is.

No, she needs to adjust the prescription again.

Nanny and Xiaosun came that evening, but Zian didn't allow them to enter, and asked them to go back to Princess An's mansion.

But Mammy and Xiaosun insisted on staying, Zian couldn't let someone tie them up, and didn't dare let anyone touch them, so he finally agreed with them to stay.

Since the plague was diagnosed, Zian's heart has never been peaceful, 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 prescription, so she flipped through the books overnight to read the medical books brought down from the cold mountain.

In the evening, Rou Yao came over and saw that she was busy, so she wanted to leave, but Zian stopped her, "Rou Yao, you came at a good time, you can also take a look together."

"You let me see?" Rou Yao was taken aback.

"Yes, many people, many pairs of eyes. Dr. Wen Yi has treated many plagues. Maybe he will record the plague." Zi'an said, the modern cure for the Black Death is useless here. Starting from Chinese medicine, Chinese medicine, Wen Yi is almost authoritative.

"However, these books were given to you by Doctor Wen Yi. If you let me read them, will you..."

Zi'an said: "Why do you think this way? Medical skills should not have closed walls built one after another. If there is no communication, how can medical skills be developed?"

Rou Yao smiled, "Many sects in the martial arts world will not casually pass on martial arts to others."

"What about martial arts? If bad people practice martial arts, they will only harm people, but they don't know how to do medicine. Most of those who study medicine take it as their mission to save the common people. It is rare to use medical skills to harm people, unless it is poison."

"That's right." Rou Yao felt that Zi'an was really generous, and sat down, "Tell me about the symptoms of the plague, maybe Doctor Wen Yi doesn't know how to use the word plague?"

"It's either the plague or the Black Death. You can look it up for these two words."

"How sure are you? I haven't heard of the plague or the Black Death."

"Because..." Zian almost said that Wen Yi was a contemporary, "You haven't heard of it, but I have. Having seen so many patients and encountered so many symptoms, she must know."

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

It is difficult to search the books. Many of the books here are from Wen Yi who has treated special cases, and most of them are written by hand. Even though they are extremely neat, everyone's writing habits are different, and Wen Yi's later manuscripts use simplified characters. , Rou Yao always feels awkward when she looks at her.

"Take a break."

After watching for an hour, Zi'an saw that Rou Yao's eyes were red, so he poured her tea and asked her to rest.

Rou Yao rubbed her eyes, "Is Su Mu infected?"

"Preliminary suspicion." Zian sighed, frowning.

"It's really leaky and it rains all night."

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

"Well, this disease is so fierce, 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, there are several I left, and I tried my best to save them, but in the end I couldn’t save them.”

Zian has a deep feeling for the treatment of diseases, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone has to go through it. Sometimes it doesn't mean that we can save people by doing our best."

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

This is a very profound question, which can almost be said to torture people's hearts.

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

"I want to save people. Sun Fang'er harmed people. I want to save people and atone for her." Rou Yao didn't hide it.

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

"Huh? Make money?" Rou Yao was taken aback.

Zian was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "I'm joking, can't you hear it?"