Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

After Shen carefully checked Ling Tong's eye injury, Li Yinzhou went straight to Gan Ning's tent, and told him the only way.

"Change eyes?"

Gan Ning coughed in shock and almost dropped the longbow in his hand.

All the soldiers of the Ling family went to the disaster, Lu Meng and other commanders had no time to separate themselves, so Li Yinzhou could only discuss with him once he thought about it.Seeing the astonishment on the face of the Jinfan thief who has always acted recklessly, he knew how earth-shattering this idea was.

He said: "It doesn't count. I checked Gongji's eyes, and the damage to his eyeballs is not too deep. As long as the damaged area can be peeled off and a fresh and complete eye mask can be sewed on, there is a chance to see the light again." .”

The concept of cornea is too advanced for today's medical cognition level, and cornea replacement is unheard of. Even when Hua Tuo was alive in the past, most of the operations he performed were basic operations such as broken intestines and sutures. Almost no one dares to try the precise operation.

Even in the normal development of Western medicine, corneal transplantation has a history of only 200 years. One can imagine the difficulty of performing this level of surgery at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty nearly 2000 years ago.

Gan Ning is Gan Ning, and he accepts this appalling setting with a frown: "You have also undergone this kind of... er, surgery before?"

That was really a long time ago.

Li Yinzhou clasped his hands and pointed back in awe: "When I was in Haichang, I had tried it on animals several times, with half success and failure. In fact, this technique itself is not difficult. The difficult thing is not to have a rejection reaction afterward... "

Gan Ning couldn't comprehend the mystery behind these words, and when his voice of contemplation faded away, he sat down on the desk, held his bow and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "You just say what you want."

Li Yinzhou stared at Gan Ning's deeply wrinkled brows, and slowly sorted out his countless thoughts in his chest.

When corneal replacement surgery first appeared in human civilization, the failure rate was extremely high for two reasons.

First, the corneas of animals do not match those of humans, and the rejection reaction after transplantation will remove the new corneas, resulting in a failure.

Second, the surgical sutures used at that time were either unable to be absorbed by the human body, or they were animal guts that were prone to rejection. Even if the cornea was not rejected, surgical sutures were undoubtedly a fatal method for the fragile human eyeballs. heterogeneous substances.

The first problem is very easy to solve. The cornea without blood vessels does not have the obstacle of matching. There will always be corpses on the battlefield, and it will always be useful after screening.As for the latter question...

He made up his mind and settled down: "I want silk, sweet potato, and glutinous rice ash. If possible, it's best to find the medicinal materials of Yuanhu, Polygonum multiflorum, Puhuang, and Panax notoginseng."

Gan Ning picked up his bow and stood up, striding out: "It's easy."

In the windy area, crisp bells passed by.

Li Yinzhou glanced back subconsciously, and blurted out: "General, don't hurt innocent people."

Gan Ning paused, and the horrible scar on his nose twitched: "...I haven't done anything like burning, killing and looting for so many years."

It's been more than 20 years, do you still remember the old stubble?

Li Yinzhou: "..."

It was just the moment just now that made him feel for no reason that this man's gangster spirit was just being suppressed under the hard armor all over his body, under the self-restraint called a soldier, if there was no more fierce awl On the neck, those old Yuli's fangs can still grind their teeth and suck blood, killing people like hemp.

And Sun Quan and Lu Meng, who suffered this embarrassing defeat, can rein in the rebellious and fierce horse in front of them?

This idea flashed in his mind, and he didn't care about these things for the time being. He got Gan Ning's consent and started to prepare for the operation.

……

After all, Gan Ning is still that Jinfan bandit, a bandit who made his name in the sea of ​​swords and blood.Li Yinzhou saw that he rode his horse all the way out of the barracks, but he fought back a sack of supplies in half a day.

He counted the things he could use, and couldn't help being suspicious: "Is this bought from the people in Jinbei?"

Gan Ning yawned and hummed roughly.

Li Yinzhou was deeply skeptical, not to mention the low price of sweet potatoes, those who can get silk are either rich or expensive, the food that is commonly eaten in the Central Plains is not barley rice, most of the glutinous rice hidden in the house is used to make wine, it is not easy for ordinary people to enjoy Enjoyed it.

He glanced past Gan Ning's ferocious eyes, and concentrated on returning to the work in front of him.

As long as no one is killed, it's fine. As for what other means he used... Forget it, what kind of benevolence, justice and morality are there at this juncture.

Once busy, it will be dark.

The boundless starry sky hangs down in the wilderness, and the cry of apes is hidden in the cold night wind. When the wind suddenly picks up, it sets off a silver wave on the thousands of mountains across the bank.

Even in the middle of summer, the night after the flames of war always has a kind of indescribable coolness and darkness that cannot be illuminated.

Gan Ning squatted at the side, watching him cooking medicine and reeling silk so familiarly, it seemed to be a trick: "You want to use silk to sew wounds?"

Li Yinzhou filtered the potion against the dim starlight: "Yes, silk can naturally blend into flesh and blood, which is beneficial and harmless to the patient's body."

Using Yuanhu, Polygonum multiflorum, Puhuang, Panax notoginseng as adjuvants to relieve blood stasis and anti-inflammatory, boil sweet potato starch to increase toughness, and then grind glutinous rice into ash water as adhesive, this small silk can be extracted into The most precise surgical wire.

And there is no need to remove the stitches after the operation, and it will be integrated with the healed incision.

Although it is not comparable to the absorption line prepared under modern technology, it is staggering enough in this era.

Gan Ning has never seen this kind of handicraft in the decades of wandering from the middle of Sichuan to Jiangdong, so he couldn't help grinning: "It seems that Ling Gongji is lucky, he is more lucky than his old man."

Mentioning Ling Cao, Li Yinzhou almost moved his thumb on the earthen pot, and his eyes couldn't help moving to his broad-eyed face.

He had heard from Ling Tong that Ling Cao died in the battle of Jiang Xia before, but he obviously didn't want to go into details.But Li Yinzhou could probably guess a thing or two about the truth by seeing his mortal attitude towards Gan Ning.

During the Jiangxia battle, Gan Ning was still Huang Zu's general, and the two armies met with swords without eyes, not to mention that Ling Cao and he had always had a violent temper that would never die and fight for their lives. If they met on the battlefield, they would not give up three points. Insulting the other person also insulting oneself?

As for what happened later... without asking, Gan Ning frowns in his glance, and quickly sticks out his bow and arrow.

The fire light climbed along the bowstring, almost instantly reaching the center of the eyebrows.Then there was a squeak, and half of the lit sleeve was cut by the bowstring, and quickly burned to ashes in the night wind.

Gan Ning smashed the lit longbow on the ground in dissatisfaction, and murmured, "Why are you in a daze, you don't even know your sleeves are burned?"

Li Yinzhou washed the silk thread again in the potion, and calmly changed the topic: "The thread is ready."

As expected, Gan Ning was taken away smoothly: "Then what else do you need?"

Li Yinzhou straightened his face: "Dead."

To be exact, it was a fresh corpse within two hours.

This is a difficult problem in modern medicine. It is really not a problem on the bloody battlefield. Every day, soldiers die from serious injuries. Death is the most glorious relief.

Gan Ning didn't even bat an eyelid: "Go get ready."

……

Previously, Li Yinzhou rushed to Yuzhang because of Gu Shao's illness. Although he suspected that this was a rehearsal, he still brought a box of first aid equipment just in case.The road was dripping with mud and water, and most other things were soaked and moldy. Fortunately, a bag of surgical instruments made according to the blueprints of "Acupuncture and Moxibustion" can barely be used after being boiled.

He prepared a set of tools and walked into Ling Tong's tent in the early morning light.

Ling Tong closed his eyes, his eyelashes drooped, and there was an indifferent shadow in his pale eyes.

"Sir, you don't need to be busy." His cold voice came from the couch, and the sadness and weakness of the previous day seemed to have disappeared, "Tonggou has sacrificed enough people so far, how can he take another person's body?"

Li Yinzhou stepped in front of him slowly, and looked down carefully, only to see his clasped hands tucked into his sleeves, held in a place where no one was there until his joints trembled and his fingertips turned white.

He did not expose the youth's turbulent heart at the moment, lowered his head and laid out the cloth slowly: "Death cannot be resurrected."

Ling Tong's throat choked slightly: "Even if a strong man dies, but his parents suffer in body and skin, how can he be humiliated like this?"

Li Yinzhou didn't answer this question, and just opened the long curtain of the window with a bang.

The dazzling white morning sun rushed into the tent through the morning mist, Ling Tong shrank back in fear of the light, and still frowned in resistance: "You don't need to persuade me anymore."

In the slightly tingling confusion, a warm breath hangs in the ear: "But I believe that the spirit of the martyrs still exists even though they are far away. Doesn't the general want them to witness the victory in the future?"

Ling Tong's bright eyelashes trembled.

Li Yinzhou lowered his voice: "Gongji, look at them with these eyes, today is not the end, your journey has just begun."

On the road ahead, although it is bathed in blood, it is also covered with sunshine.

Ling Tong suddenly half sat up, his blind eyes opened half an inch, his eyelids were deeply twisted, as if he wanted to see something clearly in the dark.

"Can……"

Before he could speak, he heard a few footsteps approaching, and a broad breeze brushed his cheek in an instant.Li Yinzhou felt a shadow cast over his back, and saw a sharp knife in front of him cut through the morning light and hit Ling Tong heavily on the back of his neck.

Ling Tong immediately collapsed.

He glanced back, and he saw Gan Ning clapping his hands neatly: "What's the point, the army is going to break camp at noon, so hurry up and do your thing."

Li Yinzhou finally couldn't help it: "You are really not afraid that he will hate you."

Gan Ning stood at the door, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Anyway, I'm a villain in his heart, so it's okay to do evil again."

When he said this, he unintentionally stretched his waist, and Li Yinzhou realized that the bell that Gan Ning never left was gone.

The bell was his life.

Who did he give his life to?

Seeing his deep gaze, Gan Ning coughed loudly: "Go!"

Li Yinzhou didn't bother to reveal that old, tough face to poke him in the heart. He took out a small sealed gourd from Ling Tong's clothes, and poured it into his hand.

A round pill stopped in the palm of his hand.

Gan Ning asked, "What is this?"

Li Yinzhou melted it with water: "It's Magnolia Pills, which can make people deeply intoxicated."

The pill that Ling Tong had taken away jokingly at the beginning came into use at this moment. Diluted with water, it can be used as a serious anesthetic, saving himself a lot of trouble.

He filled Ling Tong with soup and medicine, and took out a freshly boiled silver knife from the box.

Gan Ning took a deep look at him: "Thank you."

Li Yinzhou's expression faded, he lowered his eyelids, supported the young man's thin eyelids with utensils, and slashed lightly and firmly.

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When Ling Tong opened his eyes, he saw a white mask covering his eyes. Through his stinging and blurred vision, he saw Mr. Li's very close eyes.

"How is it?" Li Yinzhou looked down at him with his head down.

Ling Tong closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up in a very slight arc: "I just remember that just now you said that you wanted me to see the victory for them, and then you lost your memory."

Then you were knocked unconscious by Gan Ning's slap.

Li Yinzhou didn't answer these words.

But Ling Tong continued: "I hope that I can show them a day when there is no war."

The young man's voice is very soft, very weak.

Rustle, rain falls.

In the smoky greenery, the outlines of the heavy military tents are blurred, like rows of black tiles, raindrops dripping quietly from the corners.

Ling Tongyi stared out the window without blinking.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he could imagine that if it was also raining in Wu County, it would be as beautiful as it is at this moment.

……

boom--

Thunder exploded.

The sky, earth, mountains and rivers suddenly darkened.

After a moment of silence, people's voices boiled up, and the hasty footsteps crushed the stagnant water, crushing the moment of peace to pieces.

Gan Ning stood up suddenly and kicked the tent door open, only to see smoke rising from all directions in the deserted rain curtain.

He immediately grabbed a soldier: "What's going on?!"

The little soldier gritted his teeth and almost didn't cry: "Zhang Liao is chasing after him again!"