Early the next morning, Duan Shaojun personally gave Xu Qianxun a comprehensive examination, and Master Mengfu also made a move, making sure that this kid was lucky, there was no sign of fever and fever that was infected, and Xu Da's shopkeeper, who had come to the pharmacy before dawn, heard the news and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master, the disciple has a question for you." Out of the ward, Duan Shaojun thought of an important thing and said to the abbot of the dream.

"You want to ask what is the decoction that was prepared for the teacher yesterday and can make Xu Gongzi fall asleep, right?" The dream abbot turned his head and glanced at Duan Shaojun.

Duan Shaojun's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily. "The master is really powerful, the disciple's mouth hasn't opened yet, you know what the disciple is going to do."

"Nonsense, the bridge I crossed for my teacher is longer than the road you walked, just your two strokes, it's strange if you can't guess it." The abbot of the dream is quite proud, at least although this kid is also very good at medicine, there are still many things that he can't do after all. "Let's go, let's go to breakfast first."

Duan Shaojun hurriedly followed, and the sycophants were slapped one after another, which made the old abbot feel very relieved, and it was quite a pity that none of the disciples he had received in the past were knowledgeable except for Jianyin. is like Duan Shaojun, although he usually annoys it, but when he talks, he feels quite comfortable. Master Dream Confusion naturally won't admit that he likes to be patted on the back, but the feeling of being photographed is still quite good.

Duan Shaojun, who had only drunk half of a bowl of clear porridge, widened his eyes and jumped up, if it weren't for the quick skill of the dream abbot, I am afraid that there would be more than half a bowl of clear porridge on his shiny head.

"Stinky boy, don't give me a surprise, don't sit down quickly, what kind of system are you like this." Dream confused angrily stared at the ballballs of the ballballs and shouted.

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"Master, you're not joking with me, are you?" Duan Shaojun put down the porridge bowl in disbelief, and subconsciously reached out and plucked his ears.

"Do you think everyone is like you, idle all day long, doing nothing to fool people?" Dream puzzled eyes blackened, almost wanted to throw the porridge bowl in his hand on this guy's face, how to speak, he is a monk who doesn't speak.

Duan Shaojun smiled hesitantly, and eagerly picked up a towel for the abbot of Mengfu to wipe the porridge at the corner of his clothes. "Master, the disciple is a little anxious, so that he is talking nonsense, you and the senior brother must not care."

Jianyin just smiled, took the towel from Duan Shaojun's hand, and carefully wiped it for the dream abbot, the action was so familiar that Duan Shaojun almost thought that this senior brother was simply a top student who graduated from the Professional Housekeeper Academy.

"Master, how did you get this recipe?" Duan Shaojun's eyes were shining and he stared at the abbot of the dream, and he couldn't imagine that although the history of this time and space had turned into a turning point and became different, it was not completely different, for example, the hemp boiling powder invented by Hua Tuo mentioned by the abbot in the dream just now, this thing has actually been handed down.

Oh my God, this thing is a Chinese medicine anesthetic that countless Chinese medicine workers in later generations tried their best to recover but could not. In later generations, there were also people who used mandala flowers as the main medicine and conducted many tests, but after all, they could not achieve the expected effect, so they had to give up.

"Of course, it was for the teacher to be in the palace, and I accidentally got the only book written by the Huatuohua Divine Doctor, although it was burned by nearly half of it, but a lot of the medicine in it was still left. For example, this hemp boiling powder is one of them. It's a pity that the first half of the book about surgery has been completely dusted......" Speaking of this, the abbot of the dream sighed regretfully.

Jianyin spoke slowly in his feminine voice. "Over the years, Shizun has been trying to complete the posthumous work left by Hua Tuo, but he finally has no clue about the operation. I don't want to, junior brother, you are good at this, the technique is so good, and the insight is so subtle, even if it is not comparable to the ancestors, I am afraid that it is not much different. ”

"Speaking of which, this article is boiling, as well as the acupuncture and moxibustion techniques that I learned for the teacher, but it complements the surgical method you mentioned."

Duan Shaojun nodded and smiled easily. "Yes, in fact, surgical treatment is not only about using a knife on the patient, but also requires all aspects of foreshadowing and the cooperation of various prescriptions. Otherwise, even if the patient does not die of pain during the operation, he is afraid that he will die of postoperative infection. ”

"Senior brother, what are you talking about this postoperative infection?" Jianyin asked curiously.

“…… To put it simply, I think my brother should have seen someone fall or be cut, if the wound is not cleaned and treated in time, it will suppurate, right? Duan Shaojun didn't know what simple words to use to describe what postoperative infection was, so he could only use this analogy.

"Yes, the creation of the sword is most prone to suppuration and fever, and in a battle, only three or four people died on the spot, and after the war, the number of people who died due to creation was as high as six or seven percent." The abbot sat up straight and nodded.

"So, what I call postoperative infection is actually not much different from these wartime traumatic infections, because there are many microorganisms in the air that we can't see......"

"Could it be the kind of little things that can be seen floating in the air in the darkroom, and then the sunlight comes through the cracks?" After thinking about it for a while, the abbot stroked his long beard and thought about it, and then patted his bald head and pretended to be clever.

Duan Shaojun rolled his eyes covertly, and then gave a thumbs up to his master. "It is worthy of being a master, and it is thorough at one point. Yes, those are bacteria, too...... Those wounded, precisely because of the uncleanliness of the wounds, were infected by those bacteria, which led to suppuration and even lost their lives. "Fortunately, I am not in the 21st century, otherwise, my biology teacher would have to be so angry that the three corpses would have to jump.

However, if it is an ordinary person in this era, for Duan Shaojun's words, it will only be regarded as a fart. It was only in his dream that the abbot, a famous doctor who had studied pharmacology and pathology in depth, was able to communicate his thinking with Duan Shaojun to a certain extent.

"Shaojun, can you summarize your ways and methods of treating these external injuries and make up a strategy. If it can be promoted, it will be of great benefit to the country and the people. After thinking about it, the abbot said to Duan Shaojun.

Duan Shaojun nodded without thinking about it. "There is nothing wrong with this, it's just that even if it is written, it is a great problem to promote, the important thing is that the doctors in the world do not know the ordinary, and how many people can be as enlightened as you?"

Duan Shaojun's words made the abbot of Mengfu speechless. Duan Shaojun's words are not unreasonable, but very reasonable, the doctors of this era, and even craftsmen, as long as they have one or two unique skills, they all like to cherish themselves.

However, this has something to do with the overall environment. You will, you know, hide it. Naturally, in order to give his grandson something to eat in the future, and even for the sake of secrecy, he also came up with a convention of passing on his son but not his daughter.

Why, because there is no intellectual property protection in this era, there is a lack of respect and cherishment for science and technology, which is also the main reason why those who have a skill have to cherish themselves. If there is a patent law in this era, and the state can strictly enforce it, I believe that many lost science and technology and inventions in ancient China will not be left in the turbulent river of history and disappear without a trace.

"However, the old man does not want this healing technique to save people, and the medical skills of living people will be lost again." The abbot rubbed his forehead with a headache and smiled bitterly.

"Master, the junior brother is also your disciple, you can accept the apprentice, can't the junior brother accept the apprentice?" Jianyin smiled, quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks on the desk into the wooden barrel, and filled the abbot with a cup of fragrant tea, while saying