coobybook Chapter 369: The Mother of the Bomen Raises Her Stepson 36
Chapter 369: The Mother of the Bomen Raises Her Stepson 36
"Hallucination caused by fungal toxins?"
The old valley master narrowed his eyes and watched Sirong skillfully prepare the detoxification juice.
He knew mushrooms were poisonous. He also knew that some poisonous mushrooms could cause hallucinations. He even occasionally collected these mushrooms to extract the toxins for use in certain special recipes.
However, he had always treated symptoms like the scholar's "mental confusion and insane speech" as "hysteria".
Could it be that I have been making the wrong diagnosis?
He stroked his beard, thinking:
"If it's hysteria, it should be treated with tranquilizing decoctions and supplemented with acupuncture to calm the soul... But if it's a fungus or toxin..."
He suddenly remembered that there were indeed several similar patients in the past who had been treated for hysteria for a long time but never showed any improvement. In the end, they either went insane and died or disappeared inexplicably.
Could it be that those people were not suffering from hysteria at all, but were poisoned by poisonous mushrooms?
Sirong noticed the old valley master's silence and said while performing acupuncture:
"The hallucinogenic symptoms of these poisonous mushrooms are indeed easily confused with hysteria."
She gently spun the silver needle on her fingertips and inserted it into the "Shenmen" acupoint, then continued:
"But hysteria is mostly caused by emotional depression. Although the pulse is chaotic, it is not like fungus and toxins, where liver qi flows backward and blood heat rushes to the brain."
Upon hearing this, the old valley master immediately took the scholar's pulse again and found that his pulse was different from that of ordinary hysteria.
This girl can identify the cause of the disease so accurately!
After Sirong's treatment, the scholar's breathing gradually stabilized, his furrowed brows finally relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Sirong gently took his pulse and confirmed that he was fine before she stood up and said to everyone:
"It's okay. He's just too tired. He'll be fine after a good sleep. After waking up, he can recuperate for a day or two, and the remaining poison will be cleared."
When his mother learned that her son was safe, she immediately knelt on the ground and expressed her gratitude profusely.
The old valley master stared at the scholar's pale but now red face, thinking about something. After a while, he suddenly sighed and shook his head.
"This foolish boy... brought his mother all the way here to seek medical treatment, but he couldn't even bear to eat a full meal."
It turned out that the scholar's surname was Chen, and he lived in a small mountain village in the south. His mother suffered from heart disease. Hearing that the doctor Gu was a skilled doctor, he sold his property and brought his mother to seek medical treatment.
But his money was limited, so he lived frugally along the way. When he arrived outside the valley, he was reluctant to spend even on accommodation, and just built a thatched hut at the foot of the mountain to accommodate his mother.
The day before yesterday, he saw many mushrooms popping up in the mountains after the rain. One of them was very similar to the "pine umbrella mushroom" that he often ate in his hometown, so he picked some and made soup to satisfy his hunger.
His mother was not poisoned because the scholar made noodles for her instead of letting her eat mushrooms to fill her stomach.
After hearing this, the old valley master was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned to the medicine boy beside him and said:
"He is also a very pure and filial person!"
"Go, take his mother into the valley. The medical fee... is waived."
After this twist and turn, the old valley master himself admitted that Sirong was more skilled and he admitted defeat in this competition.
Sirong took the opportunity to stay in the Divine Doctor Valley for a while, and systematically handed over all her Western medical knowledge to the old valley master and Wen Yun.
From anatomical veins to drug purification, from disinfection methods to suturing techniques, she explained in detail and the two of them were obsessed with learning.
Wen Yun even dissected a rabbit himself and compared it with Si Rong's "Comparison Chart of Human Meridians and Blood Vessels". He was amazed:
"It turns out that the path of Qi is secretly aligned with the path of bloodline!"
The old valley master was buried in the pharmacy all day, using distillation to refine the liquid medicine, and was as excited as a child:
"If this method is used for detoxification pills, the efficacy will be increased by at least 30%!"
On the day of departure, Sirong donated a box of medical books and pulse records to the Valley of Divine Doctors.
"Essentials of Surgery", "Microbiological Atlas", "Analysis of 100 Poisons"... every book made the old valley master's hands tremble slightly.
For the old valley master and Wen Yun, the two academic masters, this new knowledge is enough for them to study day and night for several years, so they have no time to go out of the valley to gain experience.
Since then, the style of painting in the Valley of Divine Doctors has changed suddenly.
The old master of the valley was in seclusion studying "Cell Theory", and even handed over his favorite herb garden to the boy to take care of;
Wen Yun was holding the "Anatomical Atlas" and studying the acupuncture points on the bronze man, and he had no appetite.
The medicine boys whispered:
"I heard the Valley Master was mumbling about 'antibiotics' yesterday and ground all his treasured Ganoderma into powder!"
"Senior Brother Wen is even crazier. He gives acupuncture to every rabbit he catches. The wild rabbits in the back mountain are almost extinct!"
After returning to the capital, Sirong continued to live her life as usual.
Recently, the third prince Xiao Jingheng has been running to the heroine's place and often creates encounters.
Every time we meet, we have endless topics to talk about.
The heroine is the same. She treats Xiao Jingheng as an ordinary student. The two of them are like brothers and have endless topics to talk about poetry and songs.
Every day, Shen Junyao would ride his horse to the camp outside Beijing to stand guard before dawn and would not return until dark.
Sometimes he would tell Sirong about interesting things in the barracks, and occasionally he would bring some fresh fruits. Pei Yu would sometimes come over to eat for free. The two of them had been fighting since childhood, and now they had a close relationship where they could talk about anything.
Including the fact that he recently fell in love with a girl from a general's family in the camp.
The girl was chubby and had a round face. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were curved and her cheeks were red.
She had the same fiery temper as her father, could ride a horse and wield a spear, and was very heroic. Pei Yu dragged Shen Junyao to secretly visit the girl several times, and each time he came back, he looked like he had lost his soul.
On his day off, Shen Junyao would go back to the Wuwei Earl's Mansion to see Shen Shigen.
The father and son would either play chess or sit and drink tea.
Shen Shigen was a man of few words. While playing chess, he would ask about the military situation. They would quietly drink tea and play chess for most of the day.
Madam Minghua was nearing her due date, and her entire being was on edge. After all, it was her first child, and at such a young age, she was inevitably filled with anxiety. She worried about a difficult birth, then suspected someone in the harem was out to harm her, leaving her feeling restless all day.
She is like a walking powder keg, whoever touches her will explode.
Yesterday he was praising the soup cooked in the small kitchen, but today he complained that it tasted too fishy and scolded the cook until she cried.
The maids serving in the room didn't even dare to breathe. They were all covered in dust and dirt, just like little nuns in the temple. Not to mention rouge and powder, they didn't even dare to wear bright clothes.
A new maid, who was not very sensible, wore a silk flower on her hair. When Madam Minghua saw this, her expression changed immediately: "She is dressed so extravagantly, are you trying to seduce the master?"
The girl was so frightened that she fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face. In the end, the old lady was smart and quickly said that the girl was dressing up to go to the temple to burn incense, so she was spared a beating.
The servants in the mansion now walk on tiptoe and speak in a pinched voice.
If they were just beaten with a few sticks, it would be fine. They're tough anyway. But if they were sold off, who knows what shabby place they'd end up in? A few days ago, a trafficker came to the village to pick up people. It was terrifying to watch.
Shen Shigen was calm and let her do whatever she wanted while he ate and drank as usual.