Chapter 167: The Destroyer of the Indians (3)
"The human body, like a delicate instrument, runs non-stop under the command of the brain." In the Taoist temple of Baicaogou Township, Ye Yongxing and Ye Zhenren from the Religious Affairs Office were explaining the knowledge of the human body to several students from the Bingtuan Fort.
He held a diagram of the human body – a diagram drawn by the Taoist Medical Research Society through human anatomy – and said to the students who studied with him: "The brain is the command system, the heart is like a pump, and the muscles, cartilage, fibers, and blood vessels are like levers, springs, pulleys, and tubes." When the machine is running normally, our body is in good health, and when the machine fails, such as the machine breaks down, lacks fuel, and the mechanical friction is too large, it means that our body is in an unhealthy state. In fact, many diseases are due to organ infections, blocked blood vessels, parasite invasion, etc., and we can relieve and cure these diseases through external surgery or medicine, just like the repairmen repair the damaged machine - of course, due to technical reasons, we have not been able to replace the damaged parts, which has to be said to be a great pity. ”
Ye Yongxing is the director of the Religious Affairs Department, one of the four real people of Taoism, and has been making his own efforts to promote Taoism throughout the country. One of the ways he came up with was to study medicine and set up a Taoist hospital to expand the influence of Taoism in order to develop more believers. And his efforts, together with Zhao Yan and Zhao Zhenren, who focused on pioneering, civil affairs (helping immigrants solve their daughters-in-law and livestock), Yu Ci Yu Zhenren, who focused on the construction of the City God Temple and Taoist temples (and also helped believers deal with red and white matters such as weddings, funerals, and weddings), and Wang Baowang Zhenren, who focused on the compilation and renewal of doctrines, continued to promote the steady development of Taoism in the Eastern Coast Republic - it is now firmly on the first throne, which is spread all over the country. However, there are only two Catholic churches (one each in Dongfang County and one in Ping'an County).
The students he's teaching now. Although he was only eighteen or nineteen years old. However, they have all undergone a ten-year closed education in the Bingtuan Fort in Luoqia County, and their basic knowledge is quite good, and they are all relatively devout Taoist believers. This time, I was fortunate to follow Ye Zhenren to learn medical knowledge, and it was all after a fierce competition.
After all, there are not many sources of funding for Taoism at present, except for state financial allocations, only believers can raise donations, so the funds that can be used for medical research are definitely limited. It is not possible to recruit students on a large scale - besides, this large-scale training of medical personnel is also being done by the Ministry of Health, and it is not their turn yet. At present, Taoist churches and the Southern Railway Company can only be used as a supplement to medical research, and they are temporarily unable to train medical talents and research new drugs on a large scale. For example, the Southern Railway Company is currently mainly responsible for the prevention and treatment of certain types of diseases, and the Taoist churches are also very concerned, they are more concerned about the diseases that are prevalent in infants and young children, and they have invested a lot of energy in research.
And just as Ye Yongxing was about to give these students something in depth, a young Taoist priest in the next room hurriedly walked over. Then he said in a slightly trembling voice: "Real person, the false membrane in the child's throat is starting to fade. Horse serum really works! ”
Ye Yongxing was also a spirit when he heard this, and at this time, he didn't care about lecturing, and as soon as he put the lesson plan away, he hurriedly walked into the next room, and those students from the Corps Fort also followed his footsteps into the room.
In the room, a dying boy lay on a hospital bed, and his father sat beside him, looking slightly agitated and at the same time a little uneasy, as if he was not sure whether his child had been pulled back from the brink of death.
In fact, the doctors could not be sure, they only saw that the bacteria that multiplied in the throat were temporarily suppressed, but no one was sure what would happen afterwards - because a cruel fact was placed in front of them, in the 20 years since the founding of the East Coast Republic of China, countless children had suffered from diphtheria, and the mortality rate was extremely high, especially the diphtheria, which was relatively severe, was almost 100 percent mortal.
Everyone present had seen the scene when the child was brought in, when he was very ill, and after the trachea was cut open with a scalpel by the doctor, the back of the entire throat was like a white velvet, filled with a false membrane. Doctors inserted an intubation into his incised throat to help the blocked airway regain breathing, but this only delayed the illness slightly, as the intubation gradually became blocked. If this had been before, the child would have been declared dead, because if he could not get rid of the infection on his own in the extra time that the laryngeal intubation had given him, then the doctors could not do anything, after all, they had no special means or drugs to treat him.
But the boy's father, a hardened Scottish sailor, pleaded with the doctors to save his baby, and after a brief discussion, Ye Yongxing decided to use an immature treatment, which was an anti-poison drug made from the serum of horses that are immune to diphtheria. Since it is still in the exploratory stage, the effectiveness of this anti-poison drug is limited, and the success rate is not very high - to put it mildly, the doctor of the church once used the Guarani children to do it, and only 2 of the 6 children were cured and survived, and the other 4 died - but now there is no way to do it, and the only way to do it is to become a dead horse doctor, after all, it is better than doing nothing.
Later, Ye Yongxing himself personally injected a small dose of anti-poison drugs under the little boy's skin to see if it worked. Excitingly, the child's luck was good, his body successfully produced antibodies, the momentum of bacterial multiplication was stopped, and the doctors also took the opportunity to replace the child's larynx with a new intubation, ready to continue to observe the condition.
"The child was given a second dose of anti-poison under the skin of the stomach." After Ye Yongxing carefully observed the little boy's throat, he gave an order to one of his most trusted Taoist priests (part-time doctors). The doctor nodded, then took out a set of expensive handmade medical equipment from the medical kit and prepared to inject the child with anti-poison drugs.
The child's father watched nervously, and everyone else held their breath until the doctor successfully completed the injection, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The following is the anxious waiting, especially for the child's father, who has been sailing for many years and is undoubtedly full of love for his child, he can't accept that his child has been killed by disease like this, especially when he has not touched the child's little head a few times because of his work. He looked at a toy gun in the child's little hand, bit his lips tightly, and sat there stiffly.
Ye Yongxing didn't have the heart to go to class at this time, so everyone simply sat down and quietly waited for the development of the disease. The Taoist priest who had injected the child with anti-poison drugs just now went to check some children's laryngeal trachea every once in a while, and the results of the examination were quite exciting, because the pseudomembrane of the child's larynx was rapidly ablating, which proved that the anti-poison drugs worked!
The atmosphere in the room gradually became lively, and Ye Yongxing was also very happy, if this child could finally be cured, then he would be the first diphtheria patient to be cured in the history of the East Coast. The news will be a national sensation, and thousands of parents who have been plagued by the diphtheria epidemic will cry with joy because they will no longer have to helplessly hold their sick children in their arms and watch them die. If the propaganda department cooperates with some in-depth reporting, I believe that this will have immeasurable positive significance for expanding the reputation and influence of Taoism and rallying the hearts and minds of the entire East Coast.
In the evening, after repeated and careful examination, the doctor announced that the false membrane of the child's larynx had completely disappeared, and the blocked trachea had been restored and unblocked, which meant that if there was no more secondary infection in the later stage, the child could almost have been declared cured.
The news quickly spread throughout the Taoist temple, and everyone was overjoyed, because this was the first case of Yan zhòng infectious disease that the Taoist Association had overcome, and it was definitely worth writing about.
Ye Yongxing looked at everyone with a smile, then walked up to the child's father, smiled and said to him: "Luckily, the child was saved, Tianzun wanted this child to survive, so he gave us a treatment method." ”
The child's sailor father tore off the cross hanging around his neck with all his might, then slowly knelt on the ground, kissed the tips of Ye Yongxing's boots, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, Tianzun wants Xiao Roque to survive, and Tianzun likes him very much." Little Roque will have to learn more knowledge in the future, and the teachers all say that he is very smart and he will definitely become a decent person. ”
"We both love little Roque." Ye Yongxing smiled and helped the child's father. The child's mother died at a very young age, and his mother from the north of the Daming River died of tuberculosis, and if the only child who grew up at this time died again (the other two of them died of tetanus and cholera), perhaps the tall and sturdy sailor would have collapsed on the spot.
"It's his dream that little Roque will become a glorious navy in the future, and he is much better than my sinful father." The sailor gently removed Ye Yongxing's hand to help him up, and then said a shocking sentence in calm words: "I am sinful, I hope Tianzun can forgive and accept my repentance." I am a disgraceful spy, appointed to me by the English Parliament, and I have several associates on the east coast, some of whom have even become junior officials. I don't want to serve the shameless merchants and nobles anymore, they don't care about the suffering of the people, and my children will never have the opportunity to get an education, they ......"
Ye Yongxing looked at the man kneeling at his feet in a daze, and did not speak. After a long time, he sighed, resolutely helped the sailor up, and said, "Follow me to see the agent of the Mei Agency, believe me, you will be forgiven for your meritorious service." If you're willing to serve us in reverse, that's no problem. ”
"Of course I do!" The sailor said without hesitation. (To be continued......) R1292