Doctor Liu sighed, "This is spring~"
How good would it be in winter or autumn
Otherwise, summer is also fine.
Imperial Physician Liu just sighed and continued to wash his wound with water, then looked at the exposed part, shook his head and said, "You can still see the outside, what about the inside?"
Man Bao is also thinking, it is obviously not enough to stop bleeding and reduce swelling at this time.
Man Bao said: "Try it with Jishitang's notoginseng ointment."
Imperial Physician Liu nodded after thinking for a while, "You can give it a try, but what's inside?"
Man Bao pondered for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and said: "Wait a little longer, I think the temperature can still be controlled, if it is higher, then we can only use strong medicine."
Then even if the person is not beaten stupid, he will become a fool after being cured.
However, Imperial Physician Liu did not point this out. Both of them knew that, compared to the consequences of being stupid or not, as an imperial physician, life-saving is the most important thing.
Xiao Yuanzheng obviously thought so, but he still told the emperor to make him be prepared that Mr. Zheng would not wake up, or that he would be a fool when he woke up.
emperor:…
What could the emperor do? He could only quietly tell King Hejian to get him ready as well.
The Prince of Hejian sighed quietly.
Man Bao stared at Mr. Zheng nervously, and took advantage of the convenience of cleaning his wound to wash out some bad meat and put it away, looking for a chance to give it to Teacher Mo.
Teacher Mo said after the test: "Your treatment environment is too bad."
Man Bao came in to communicate with Teacher Mo while she was going to the toilet after dinner. She sat on the floor of the classroom in frustration and said: "I know, this is the first patient with craniocerebral injury I have ever seen. I didn't expect it to be so difficult, Teacher Mo, is there really no way to save him?"
Teacher Mo thought for a while and said: "There are two other ways, just give him a tube of recovery potion, it can suppress and eliminate germs very well, and restore body functions to a certain extent."
Teacher Mo pointed it out for her directly, and Man Bao felt very familiar when he saw it, "This green concoction looks like I bought it for my mother."
Teacher Mo said with a smile: "The recovery potions all have something in common."
"Then is there another way?"
Teacher Mo said: "It was originally intended to teach you. Today we will learn Yinqiao Sanhe Baihu Decoction and Qingjie Decoction..."
Man Bao stayed in the latrine for a full quarter of an hour this time, and when she opened the door to go out, the maids serving outside looked at her differently.
I really didn't expect that the imperial physician would also be constipated? It's so serious...
The maids looked at Zhou Man sympathetically, how big is this...
Man Bao was still immersed in the prescription and didn't notice their eyes.
When she returned to the ward, it smelled of wormwood.
She waved her hand to circulate the air, walked in and asked, "How many times have you sprayed?"
Imperial Physician Liu stretched out three fingers and said: "Ning more than less, it's a bit choking, but I feel at ease."
Spraying wormwood, herb and realgar decoction can make the room cleaner.
Man Bao touched Mr. Zheng's forehead, the burn was still burning, and it was getting higher and higher.
Man Bao hesitated for a moment, but decided to change the prescription, so she dragged Imperial Physician Liu to find Xiao Yuanzheng, and the three of them discussed for a long time before deciding on the prescription.
The prescription must be prescribed by the doctor, and the doctor will immediately grab the medicine and boil it, and then pour it into Zheng Gongzi, while Man Bao will give him acupuncture to cool down and reduce swelling.
As the sky was getting darker, Man Bao glanced at Mr. Zheng, and felt that whether he lived or died depended on tonight, so he said to Liu Taiyi, Xiao Yuan, "You guys go to rest first, I will guard in the first half of the night."
Both of them were tired from running around all day today, and they didn't argue with her when they heard the words, they nodded and squeezed a bed together.
Man Bao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Mr. Zheng. She was bored, so she subconsciously looked at her points. She unconsciously nodded her knees, feeling that she was still unwilling to spend so many points on him, so she went to see Teacher Mo.
Teacher Mo has not gone offline either. He has been studying Zheng Gongzi's case, and has used his data and pulse case to set up several anthropomorphic model treatment experiments. Death ending.
Later, he simply advanced the level of medical care by more than a thousand years, and directly treated people with instruments and surgical operations. Under the sterile environment, his survival rate was still only 60%. He performed three operations and survived once. He died once, and once he was alive, but his brain was irreversibly damaged.
Teacher Mo felt that it was impossible to revive people with the medical level of Zhou Man's era. The difficulty lies not in swelling and hemostasis, but in the sterilized environment and timely treatment of congestion.
If the latter two cannot be done, even if the bleeding is stopped and the swelling is controlled, the person will not be able to survive.
Especially now that it's spring.
He said: "It seems that we can only use recovery potions?"
Man Bao asked, "Can recovery potions only be purchased through the mall?"
Seeing her unwillingness to part with her clothes, Teacher Mo smiled and said, "I know you are reluctant, so you don't need to go to the mall to buy them. Didn't I say that I am going to teach you about diseases such as craniocerebral injury and meningitis? When it comes to recovery potions, I made two tubes of simple versions in the laboratory."
He said: "It's not as good as the ones that are on the market, but it is definitely more effective than all the prescriptions you are using now."
Man Bao's eyes widened in surprise, and it took him a long time to find his own voice, "Teacher, you are too good, don't you know how many points a tube of potion costs? Even if it is a simple version, half of the points can always be sold, right?"
Man Bao was about to move, and wanted to ask if he could teach her how to make this potion.
Teacher Mo glanced at him indifferently and said: "The recovery potion is just a very common potion. Your brothers and sisters, as long as you get a Ph.D., no one will not know how to do it. What is there to be happy about?"
Man Bao felt very surprised, "Teacher, didn't you say that you have patent protection there? It's the same as we protect our own pill formula here. Could it be that this recovery potion is already everywhere, and you can search for the prescription at any time?"
"That's not true," Teacher Mo said, "At present, the people who can make it are only limited to my laboratory. Of course, those shameless people who secretly took my potion to figure out the formula are not included."
Man Bao covered his heart, "... Teacher, whose medicine do you think belongs to?"
Teacher Mo raised his eyelids to look at her, "Mine, I researched the prescription."
He frowned and thought for a while and said, "I was about thirty years old at that time. When I was researching ancient Chinese medicine, I could only start with Chinese herbal medicine because of the serious lack of cases. Unfortunately, there are many plants in our world that are missing or missing. In the end, I extracted the restoration potion from the herbs I researched."
Man Bao's eyes sparkled, "So I don't lack raw materials?"
"Yes, you just lack a vacuum machine, a quantum extraction machine, a high-magnification biological mirror..." Teacher Mo chanted a lot, the excitement on Man Bao's face disappeared, and his expression became more and more expressionless, "Teacher, let's talk about it." Let’s talk about the simplified version of the recovery potion, would you like to send me a few tubes?”