GBP Chapter 424: The Poison of Wujiang Grass
Chapter 424: The Poison of Wujiang Grass
To be fair, Lu Xiangsheng said:
"After everyone has finished their diagnosis, please write down the results on paper. When everyone has finished their diagnosis, we will open it together." The eyes of several old doctors met in the air, and everyone understood each other tacitly.
This is what the clinic does when a patient questions a doctor's diagnosis and they try to prove their innocence.
"Is this feasible?" You can't really find fault with this.
The man nodded in agreement. He just wanted to know if someone had poisoned his body.
Since the imperial doctors in the palace are not trustworthy now, he will force the doctors in Jishidiang to give him a reliable result today, even if he has to force them.
Doctor Li first felt the patient's pulse, then observed, smelled, asked and palpated the patient, then wrote down his diagnosis on a piece of paper and then turned the paper upside down on the table.
The next one was Doctor Zeng. After taking the patient’s pulse, he wrote a few words on the paper and also put it upside down.
The last one was Lu Xiangsheng. He spent a long time touching the surface and finally wrote down a few words.
When Doctor Li and Doctor Zeng saw that Lu Xiangsheng had finished writing, they turned over their own diagnosis results together.
Three pieces of paper were put together, and all of them had [Wujiang Grass Poisoning] written on them.
Hey! Look, we didn't misdiagnose you.
what is this?
This is strength!
The veteran is worth two!
Lu Xiangsheng heard what Master Yang said, but the two old gentlemen didn't hear it. They were invited right under their noses, so there was no chance for them to collude in their testimony.
The man knew that this diagnosis was most likely true.
He asked with a heavy heart: "Can the poison of Wujiang grass be cured?"
Everyone who felt the patient's pulse shook their heads, except Master Yang, who moved his lips twice, paused, and finally shook his head.
His hesitation did not escape the man's eyes, and he said calmly:
"If someone can cure my illness, I will pay you a thousand taels of silver."
Everyone was shocked by the huge medical fee: Wow! That's a lot of money.
Man: "Gold!"
Everyone envied: A thousand taels of gold!
But still no one took the consultation, and the man frowned and looked at Master Yang.
How could he not be tempted by such a large amount of medical fees? Or was there something he was hiding?
It seems we have to start from somewhere else, Jishidiang, right?
Humph! Let’s wait and see!
Seeing that the patient looked bad, Dr. Zeng, the oldest doctor at Jishidiang, said:
"The toxicity of Wujiang grass is special. It will only affect your offspring. The other... effects are not serious and will not affect your normal life, so there is no need to worry too much."
Anyway, you have not lost your family, so don't take it too seriously.
The man snorted coldly: I’m not comforted at all!
Lu Xiangsheng raised his eyebrows. It seemed that this man would not give up unless some blood was shed!
Forget it, just consider it as a good deed.
Lu Xiangsheng cleared his throat and whispered, "Master Zeng, take out a pill from the jar at the bottom of our house."
Mr. Zeng said with a pained look: I won't need it, not really! It's not a serious illness that threatens my life.
Lu Xiangsheng: Just think of it as spending money to avoid disaster!
The man raised his eyebrows: Looking at their expressions, they must have something good and are reluctant to give it out?
Mr. Zeng hesitated for a moment, but still went to the corner of the medicine cabinet and pulled out an inconspicuous ochre jar.
The eyes of several old doctors were caught by the jar, and their faces were filled with pain!
The man laughed angrily and asked, "How can it be wasted if it is given to me?"
Lu Xiangsheng took the ordinary oil paper bag that Mr. Zeng took out of the jar, opened it, and found a smooth shell inside, with the mouth of the shell sealed with wax.
Lu Xiangsheng said to the man:
"My dear gentleman, seeing that you have an extraordinary bearing, I know that you must be someone with some background. We at Jishitang do not seek to gain fame from you, but only hope that this medicine can be of some help to you.
This is the most precious medicine that our Jishidiang can offer. This pill can save lives and prolong the life of those who are dying.
For your illness, using this medicine is a bit of a waste of talent at the moment!
Therefore, it is best for you to keep this medicine for emergency use. After all, we don’t know whether it can cure Wujiang grass or not.”
The main reason is that no one is willing to use it like this.
No wonder they are so reluctant to part with it. This is just like the century-old ginseng treasured in the pharmacy. They will not take it out unless it is absolutely necessary. This thing cannot be bought with money.
Not all medical clinics stock old mountain ginseng.
This thing depends on chance!
The man did not refuse such a good thing. He reached out to take Lu Xiangsheng's shell and said, "Take it, take it, take it here."
The man was almost forcibly pulled out of Lu Xiangsheng's hand. He held it so tightly.
Lu Xiangsheng looked at his empty palms, feeling hopeless!
The man was in a much better mood, and the good things he had snatched were really satisfying.
Although we still don’t know how effective the medicine is, but seeing how these people are reluctant to part with it, it must be a rare and good thing!
However, he still did not give up on curing the poison of Wujiang grass. With a glance from him, someone outside came over to do his bidding.
The man muttered a few words quietly, and then he walked out swiftly. Everyone only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and before they could react, the man was gone and back.
He placed a small box on the table and opened it - the small wooden box was filled with neatly arranged small gold bars.
At least it’s about one thousand taels!
Everyone felt dazzled by the yellow gold: Wow!
Man: "Half of this is to pay for your consultation and medicine fees, and the other half is my deposit. I want you to start researching how to detoxify Wujiang grass now.
If you can cure my poison, I will pay you the other half of the gold."
Lu Xiangsheng asked carefully: "If we can't figure it out, we can return the gold to you, is that okay?"
The man sneered: "I give you three months to give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise... hehe..."
Hum, you hum!
Isn't it just a threat?
Would Lu Xiangsheng be afraid?
meeting!!!
Although he was afraid, Lu Xiangsheng refused to accept it. He got angry and retorted:
"No, we have given you all the life-saving medicine we have saved, why are you still making things difficult for us?" They still wanted them to research even though they knew they couldn't detoxify.
How to research! Catch another person, feed him Wujiang grass, and then research the antidote?
That thing is a crime!
The man pointed to the imperial plaque hanging in Jishitang, "Hanging Pot to Help the World," and said:
"[Helping the world by practicing medicine] is not something that can be hung on a wall, it must be proven with real strength."
After saying that, he turned around and left without saying anything more to them, leaving one person behind to learn health exercises and supervise them in making the antidote!
It was the imperial physician who volunteered to stay.
Doctor Yang murmured in self-blame: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"
Lu Xiangsheng smiled and comforted him, "It's okay! We made such a large sum of gold today, we should celebrate. I'll go out and buy some good wine and food."
Mr. Zeng is the oldest doctor in Jishidiang.
As he put away the box of gold, he consoled her:
"Don't take it personally. Everything will work out when the time comes. We old bones will just do our best."
I have survived so many attacks in the past, this one won’t make me any less afraid!