Lamp Flower Smile

The wild ice is bright and frosty beards.

Sunan is gradually reaching its coldest time.

The ruined temple at the execution ground could no longer block the increasingly severe wind. Chang Jin took the initiative and asked Li Wenhu and Cai Fang to help move the temple from the ruined temple to an abandoned dyehouse in the city.

The dyeing house is spacious enough to accommodate many people. Moreover, over the past few days, the rash on the bodies of those infected with the epidemic has gradually stopped spreading and deepening.

The golden cinnamon fruit brought by Lu Tong from Luomei Peak has miraculous effects.

This flower can relieve heat and poison, and its medicinal properties are weaker than those of red wood vine. While waiting for red wood vine, the medical officers tried to replace the prescription with golden cinnamon and replaced two of the medicinal materials. Because of Ding Yong’s past experience, it was safe this time Many, but seven or eight days passed, and the repeated situation did not occur. At the same time, the redwood vines shipped from Pingzhou also arrived in southern Jiangsu. The medical officers changed two sets of prescriptions and gave them to the patients alternately. Within a few days, no one fell ill midway.

Although we don’t know what the future will bring, at least for now, the epidemic is under control for the time being.

"I added the sugar osmanthus left over from the Mid-Autumn Festival in it." Yin Zheng said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Song taught me how to make it. If the girl is here, I will definitely be able to eat a big bowl..."

Lin Danqing paused for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "It's almost. She'll get better soon."

Lin Danqing hurriedly held Lu Huo down.

At first, I could still wake up occasionally. Gradually, my coma lasted longer and longer. Even when I woke up occasionally, I was in a hazy state, as if I couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

Lin Danqing couldn't help but raise his eyes: "That will be very painful."

"This statement is wrong. It is said that 'Tianxiong Wucitron is a poisonous medicine, but a good doctor can revive her.' Diseases are ever-changing, and medicines are also ever-changing. Since medicine can't cure her, maybe poison can."

In the silence, someone suddenly spoke: "I think we can give it a try."

Pei Yunying's hand holding her arm stiffened slightly, but Lu Zhu didn't notice.

"It may not succeed... Bah, bah, bah, I'm not cursing you."

Ji Xun paused, and everyone in the room was startled.

Acheng smiled and said: "Okay, okay, when the time comes, let's make some incense and give the Buddha a big bribe!"

The sound of needle dropping could be heard in the room, but no one spoke.

Ji Xun and Lin Danqing looked at each other, and Lin Danqing held Lu Yan's hand: "Sister Lu, cheer up, can you hear me? Don't sleep! Hold on!"

"Everyone," Chang Jin said in a serious tone, "Human life is precious and should not be discarded lightly."

…

"You and I have stayed in Hanlin Medical Hospital for too long. We all have our own fears. If we insist on seeking stability, we will lose our original intention. Why don't we ask ourselves, is it for the patient or for ourselves if we refuse to help?"

"Our ancestors of the Lin family once had an ancestor who was known as the 'Holy Hand in White'. It is said that this man had excellent medical skills and was able to bring the dead back to life."

Pei Yunying leaned over and rubbed the writing marks on the wall with his fingertips.

These days, he has been guarding Lu Yan and never left.

Medical officers who diagnose and treat patients are used to seeing separation in life and death. It is difficult for lovers to stay together, and separation in life is regretful, and separation in death is sad. She has read so many story books, with good endings and bad endings, just a few sentences. Now here, looking at the lonely silhouette in the darkness, I feel sad.

But at the next moment, there was a "pop" sound and a mouthful of blood suddenly spat out.

After hearing this, Pei Yunying came back to her senses, glanced at the person on the couch again, stood up silently, turned and left the room.

No one said anything. This was a fact that everyone knew but did not dare to say.

"I wonder how the girl is doing now..." Yin Zheng was a little worried.

The altar table was moved past, revealing the earthen wall behind it. On the earthen wall, there were deep traces of a line of "debt notes" written many years ago, which were clearly visible under the light.

After a long silence, Chang Jin spoke: "Just do what Dr. Lin said."

Being an official or a doctor is generally different. As a doctor, the first thing you should do is empathize with the patient.

She studied at the Imperial Medical Bureau for many years, and later went to the Medical Officer's College. Because of her cheerful and bright personality, everyone made friends with her, but Lu Yan was not the most enthusiastic one.

Chang Jin was surprised: "Medical Officer Lu!"

Lin Danqing suddenly choked up.

Du Changqing saw the worried look on Yin Zheng's eyebrows and waved his hand: "Hey, don't worry about it! I told you not to let her get into the limelight at the beginning, but Lu Zhen, even though he is as stubborn as a cow, But she is quite capable and will never fight an uncertain battle. Since she is going, she is definitely not going blindly. Our medical clinic can revive the dead in her hands, so what does it mean to be a mere epidemic? "

He has never believed in gods and Buddhas. Since his mother passed away, he has been walking outside. Fate has suffered hardships and given people strength and indifference. He no longer believed that anything in this world could save him except himself. However, at this moment, he looked at the blurry statue of the god above his head and slowly knelt down on the futon.

Hearing this, Ji Xun was startled for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became distant.

Lin Danqing gritted his teeth.

Ji Xun and Lin Danqing were in front of the bed, giving Lu Zhuo acupuncture.

There was a sound of the door ringing behind him, and the medical officers came in one after another. The consultation with Lu Shen could not be completed by one person. Ji Xun, Chang Jin, and several other medical officers had to be together.

"I, Pei Yunying, am willing to pay for my life in exchange for Lu Zhu's peace for the rest of his life."

"Okay," she said, "just try it."

In the yard of Renxin Medical Center on West Street, lanterns are hung on the plum trees.

Ji Xun buried his head, his hands trembling slightly, and inserted a golden needle into her neck.

She didn't know what the young commander was thinking at the moment, but his lowered eyebrows and gaze staring at the person on the bed were so deep and silent, as if his beloved was gradually leaving her, feeling dazed and powerless, and his vulnerability was different from the past. .

In the yard, a red plum tree bloomed, and pieces of jade flew into pieces.

This toast was really not very good, but everyone still gave him face, touched the bowl with him, and said a few perfunctory words.

Speaking of this, Lin Danqing paused.

"There is no breath..."

She looked at Lin Danqing, and there was a faint light in her always calm and indifferent eyes. Lin Danqing was no stranger to that look. The patient wanted to live and had a desire for life. Lin Danqing had seen it many times in the hospital.

"It's not a real blood transfusion, but fighting poison with poison, and using disease to make the disease easier. This medical prescription requires Sister Lu to take a large amount of poison first, and then use acupuncture to detoxify it and eliminate the source."

She used to be lazy and playful at Shengjing Hanlin Medical Hospital, and was scolded by Chang Jin for not being steady enough. Now that she has come to Southern Jiangsu, in just a few months, she seems to have grown up a lot, and her eyebrows are a little less jumpy. A little more calm.

"yes."

He bowed his head, his voice calm.

"Medical Officer Lu's illness can't wait any longer." She said, "All medicines are useless for her. If we can't find a way, her life will be in danger within three to five days."

Lin Danqing walked to Chang Jin's house, opened the door and walked in.

At that time, he was a patient and she was the doctor. She stitched up his wounds, which were crude but effective. Now that she was sick, there was nothing he could do.

She is very calm and faces everything calmly. She has been a medicine practitioner for many years. She has experienced the pain recorded in the manual at a young age. Most of the so-called pain in the world should be ordinary to her.

"If I hadn't been in this situation, I would never have taken such a bold step. But right now, Sister Lu is getting weaker day by day, and those antidotes have no effect on her. Do we have to watch her die?"

Southern Jiangsu and Shengjing are thousands of miles apart, and it has been many days since news of the epidemic came and went. Miao Liangfang asked his old acquaintances in the imperial city to inquire, and they only said that the epidemic in southern Jiangsu was serious, but that it had improved due to the efforts of a group of medical officers. As for the specific medical officer, it was unknown.

Lu Chen may appear cold and distant, but he would leave the light on for her late at night in the dormitory. She casually complained about the medical classics and pharmacology that she couldn't understand, and before long, the borrowed medical books would be filled with annotated notes. Lu Chen knew the secrets and secrets of her Lin family, and he also gave her aunt the advice to "shoot the eyes" to cure the poison. Colleagues in the medical college may not be fighting overtly and secretly, and would like to keep the medical prescriptions they know to themselves, but Lu Chen is the only one who is open and honest, and will give whatever the doctor says without any selfish motives.

The snow in southern Jiangsu has rolled over the long and wide rivers, and when the gentle breeze reaches Shengjing, it turns into a long field of poplar flowers.

She hesitated for a moment before continuing: "But our ancestors also wrote that this method is only suitable for people who are dying. Secondly, during the process of taking the poison and detoxifying it, the pain is better than the pain like arrows stabbing the heart and thousands of knives." Damn, few people can persist. And..." She looked at everyone: "There will be risks."

Lu Zhuo woke up once.

All the patients in the hospital have been moved to the warmer dyehouse, and the ruined temple has returned to its former deserted appearance, desolate and lonely in the rain and snow.

"I'm not afraid of pain."

Acheng came out of the kitchen and went into the back shop carrying the hot rice wine. Yin Zheng took a bowl and filled a bowl for everyone.

On the Luomei Peak, the strong wind swept, and the red plum blossoms danced.

"Come on," Du Changqing held up the bowl and stood up to speak, "Today, after the winter solstice, we turn to celebrate the New Year and celebrate that we have made it together for another year. We can make it together every year, and we can make it together every year."

The conversation made everyone at the table feel relaxed.

The new doctor's prescription was quickly determined.

In the room, several medical officers were sitting at the table, lowering their heads and arguing about something.

Put your hands together and kneel down devoutly.

Lin Danqing took a deep breath: "I have a method, but it is very bold and I may not dare to use it."

The blood was actually black.

There is no news from Lu Zhuo.

Everyone in the room looked at her.

After learning about Lin Danqing's diagnosis method, the medical officers had different opinions.

Ironically speaking, Lu Zhen had been a medicine man and a doctor, but he had never been a patient. The decoctions she had taken were to test the poison. Now when she took the medicine for the first time as a patient, ordinary medicines no longer had any effect on her.

Ji Xun sat aside and sorted out the newly written prescriptions. During the days when Lu Xu was seriously ill, Ji Xun did not stop for a moment. He used to be a handsome young man, but now his face is tired and his eyes are red. He is completely different from the calmness in the past. .

Late at night.

At that time, Pei Yunying was guarding her by the bedside. When Lin Danqing brought the news, he kept his head lowered and did not dare to look into Lu Zhu's eyes.

Chang Jin held Lu Zhuo's pulse from time to time, with a very solemn look on his face.

She wanted to save her friend.

He walked in silence, and before he knew it, he came to the ruined temple at the execution ground.

And they have been in office for too long.

It was as if the belated pain finally hit her at the last moment. She began to tremble, her body trembled violently, and the golden needles were shaken everywhere by her. Ji Xun said sternly: "Hold her down!"

Lu Chen leaned in Pei Yunying's arms. She was already very weak and could barely speak. After listening to Lin Danqing's words, she laughed instead.

"He once wrote a handbook, which I memorized. It said that when he was young, he went to the battlefield with his friends to control the plague, but in the end his friend was unfortunately killed by a poisonous arrow from the enemy. He regretted it all his life. Later, Guangluo detoxifies and prevents the same mistakes."

After a while, he shook his head and spoke softly.

Pei Yunying, who was waiting at the door, suddenly raised his eyes.

"Yizheng, I have something to say about Medical Officer Lu's illness." After a pause, Lin Danqing spoke.

Lin Danqing entered the room, and Chang Jin waved to her and asked her to sit by herself. These medical officers were all the medical officers who treated Lu Huo. Now that Lu Huo's breath was weak, apart from the epidemic, it had become the most important matter for all the medical officials.

As soon as these words came out, all the medical officers were startled. The person who had just spoken turned red and did not speak for a long time.

He froze and spoke tremblingly.

Chang Jin hurriedly felt her pulse.

Lu Zhen was held down, and a look of pain gradually appeared on his face. He couldn't help but groan and shouted: "It hurts..."

Her expression suddenly relaxed, as if the last bit of strength had dissipated. She seemed to be trying her best to open her eyes and look in front of her, but finally closed her eyes.

"Today is the winter solstice. There is famine and epidemic in southern Jiangsu, so there is probably no glutinous rice balls to eat." He sighed: "I wonder what Xiaolu is doing now?"

Ji Xun's brows twitched: "Exchange blood?"

The traces of words he and Lu Zhu wrote here many years ago.

"The medical knowledge is endless, and so are the poison scriptures. Sister Lu was exposed to too many poisons, and her body gradually got used to it, so all the drugs had no effect on her. It was also when I saw Huang Jinqin that I remembered that my ancestor had written a poem The doctor said that if someone is poisoned and his life is in danger, he can use blood transfusion. "

She held Lu Yan's hand and said, "Okay, we will definitely pass."

What's even more difficult is that all the medicinal materials are useless to her.

At this point, his tone was a little excited.

"It's okay." Lu Yan said, "I'm very lucky. I've tried many medicines and it's okay. I will definitely be able to pass this time."

Useless.

"Gods and Buddhas are above us, and ghosts and gods are hard to bully."

Lu Chen has been to southern Jiangsu for a long time.

But Lin Danqing likes Lu Huo the most.

A person whose temperament is completely different from hers always makes people admire her. Even if she is jealous, she will blame herself for being dark.

On the winter solstice, heavy snow falls from the sky to the ground, and the fields are covered with silvery white, mixed with light rain, which soaks people's clothes in the cold.

After confirming the treatment plan, Lu Zhu fell into a deep sleep again. Lin Danqing looked at Pei Yunying aside: "Dian Shuai Pei, please move."

Pei Yunying raised his eyes.

No one had ever heard Lu Yan cry out in pain.

Chang Jin walked to Pei Yunying and sighed: "Sir, please move."

At this point, there was a sudden pause, and everyone at the table was stunned for a moment.

This acupuncture method was more difficult than before, and cold sweat gradually broke out on the foreheads of Ji Xun and Lin Danqing. When the lights in the room were getting shorter, Lu Huo suddenly had a change.

Acheng picked up a glutinous rice ball. The dumpling had a thin skin and a big filling. Yin Zheng and Miao Liangfang made it together. It was stuffed with sesame and peanuts. It was fragrant and glutinous. Acheng took a bite and said, "It's so sweet!"

Chang Jin: "Tell me."

…

But now she is crying out in pain.

The highly poisonous recipe of the "White Saint Hand" has been fed to Lu Chen. I don't know whether it is because her physique is too special, or there are hidden dangers in the highly poisonous recipe itself. In short, after taking the medicine, Lu Chen has no reaction, but still remains. As sleepy as before.

…

After a while, Lin Danqing's soft sobs sounded in the room, and Ji Xun's face turned pale.

Some people believe that this move is extremely risky and will most likely fail, and will cause Lu Chen to experience tremendous pain before his death. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Some people also believe that a person's life is only once, and it is better to have hope than no hope.

The person who had just spoken stopped speaking. Chang Jin looked at Lin Danqing and said, "Medical Officer Lin, please quickly write down the medical prescriptions in the note. Only after you have read the prescriptions can you arrange for medical treatment for Dr. Lu."

The temple, which had been crowded and lively just a few days ago, suddenly became empty, with only a few braziers burning with Cangzhu thrown in the corner. There was an oil lamp upside down in front of the offering table, and there was only a little oil left in the lamp. He lit it with a fire stick, and the dim yellow light suddenly enveloped the entire ruined temple.

On the altar table, the statue of the god whose face was blurred by the rain looked down at him quietly. Just like many years ago or many years later, in front of the gods and Buddhas, people were as small as ants and as fragile as grass.

At the foot of the mountain, the official residence of the city's traditional Chinese medicine practitioners is brightly lit.

"When it stops snowing and the weather clears up in a few days, go to Wan'en Temple and offer a few sticks of incense to the monk. I will protect our Doctor Lu from all diseases and return to Shengjing!"

Nature plays tricks on people.

The door closed behind him and he walked out of the yard.

Chang Jin's expression changed: "Her pulse is weakening."

In the medical hospital, Ji Xun had the best acupuncture skills, and Lin Danqing was the one who knew the manuscript best. The two worked together to perform acupuncture on Lu Tong.

"Nonsense!" A medical officer said in disapproval: "Doctors should not treat diseases and save people quickly. They should stop at the original point and just use the word 'treat'. This does more harm than good. It is not treating people, but only harming them!"

The speaker was Ji Xun, who looked at her: "Doctors are here to save people. It would not be the right thing to give up the possibility because of possible risks."

Cuicui ran out from the door of the dyeing workshop, grabbed Lin Danqing's clothes, looked at her and said: "Medical Officer Lin, is Medical Officer Lu not feeling better yet?"

Lu Zhen's expression became even more painful, and she began to struggle desperately. Lin Danqing held her hand down to prevent her from touching the golden needle.

Ji Xun looked at her: "Doctor Lin, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Miao Liangfang picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet osmanthus and sesame were mixed together. He praised it for a while and then looked out the window.

Pei Yunying remained motionless, looking down at the person on the bed.

Lu Zhuo's condition is getting worse and worse.

The half-written booklet clearly stated the poisons that Lu Tong had tried in the past. For this reason, the medical officers boiled the prescriptions prepared for her into soup and fed her carefully after taking them. The stone is lost in the sea, and there is no trace of the efficacy of the medicine.

The journey to southern Jiangsu is so long, and Lu Chen himself is very weak, and he has to rescue an epidemic after a long journey. Lu Chen is not the type to complain about being tired, which always makes people feel uneasy.

Seeing Lu Zhuo getting weaker day by day, the medical officers were anxious and helpless, and Chang Jin was so worried that half of his hair turned white.

Legend has it that gods and Buddhas are corrupt and never grant blessings to others for no reason. Whatever is given to others, a corresponding price must be taken away. Sooner or later, a fair deal.

"Sickness does not happen overnight, it develops gradually." The good old man who was always on the defensive looked at everyone, "Medical Officer Lu has been a medicine man for many years, and his heart is a hundred times stronger and tenacious than ordinary people. Instead of being helpless and letting her weaken day by day, it is better to Be prepared to fight hard.”

He opened the door and walked in.

Lin Danqing looked in surprise.

"It's not foolproof. Sister Lu may die."

"Yi Zheng!"

Her ancestor failed to save his best friend and regretted it for the rest of his life. Lin Danqing did not want to be like him.

Tonight is the winter solstice. It is a custom in Shengjing City to eat glutinous rice balls and drink rice wine. Du Changqing asked Luo Miao Liangfang and Acheng to prepare the meal yesterday. After resting tonight, we will have dinner at the hospital.

The long night was too dark, and the biting cold wind penetrated his bones. He stood there, and for a moment, he felt like he was falling into the abyss.

At some point, the snow in southern Sunan stopped.

The crane is a symbol of auspiciousness~

Forward this auspicious crane, may you live a long life, and the pine crane will extend your life!