"Hua Tuo?"
Cao Wu's ears immediately stood up.
After coming to this world, he tried to find many celebrities and hermits, but the power of time binding made it difficult for him to invite these people even if he found them.
When Zhang Zhongjing was in Xudu, he tried to find a way for Zhang Zhongjing to accept Ah Shi as his apprentice.
But he had never seen Hua Tuo. One time, Cao Cao suffered from a head wind and invited Hua Tuo for treatment. When Cao Wu heard the news and arrived, Hua Tuo had already cured his illness and left, so he never got to see him again.
I didn't expect to meet him here.
"Sure enough, a lot of things have changed since Zhuge Liang left the mountain."
Cao Wu murmured to himself. He didn't know Ah Qi's words: "The dragon comes out, the sky moves, the phoenix chick rises, and falls into the lake." He put the little red horse aside, turned over and dismounted, and arrived. Check out the village.
Originally, his portrait was plastered all over Jiangxia, but now he has restored his true appearance. With Zhang Song's portrait, he can't match the number at all, and he is not afraid of being discovered.
As he got closer, he really saw an old man sitting on the ground, but it was completely different from the image of an immortal in his mind. Instead, he was a little rickety and surrounded by people.
There are about twenty or thirty villagers here, all of them are sallow and thin.
Cao Wu heard the villagers next to him say: "What kind of miracle doctor are you? The person is already dead, and you want to disembowel her. Isn't it insulting?"
"Yes, you can't save the epidemic in the neighboring village, but you have to save the dead!"
Everyone was talking, and they seemed to be criticizing the old man.
The little old man sighed and said: "It's not that I don't save the disease, it's that I work hard to treat the disease before it becomes ill, and not to treat the disease already. If the disease has reached a critical stage, it will be difficult for gods to save it. As for this person..."
He pointed to a woman's body on the ground and said: "She can still be saved, she just needs everyone's help!"
On the ground, a man was lying on the corpse and said with red eyes: "If you don't want to save the disease next to you, you can just go away. Why bother entertaining us? Why is my mother-in-law's life so miserable, and she can't have peace even after she dies!"
"Yang Laosan is right!"
"Xiaolian's life is hard. She didn't give birth to a child, and her life was in danger!"
When Cao Wu saw this situation, he made a rough guess. It should be that the woman on the ground was not dead. Hua Tuo wanted to save her, but because he had not cured the disease, the villagers suspected him and refused to let her save her.
According to his nature, on the way to escape, he should have had more things to do than less things to do, but this was Hua Tuo in front of him. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know how long he would have to wait to see him.
Although his Beifu has medical masters like Ah Shi, it has never been able to systematize medical skills, and it lacks a good enough medical classic to disseminate it to the outside world.
Zhang Zhongjing was proficient in pharmacology and medicinal properties, and was good at treating typhoid and miscellaneous diseases, while Hua Tuo was good at acupuncture, surgery, and observation, hearing, and examination.
If the two medical skills can be combined and a book can be published together, it will be a good thing for the entire nation.
Xiao Qiao looked a little confused and said softly: "Can you help them?"
Cao Wu was speechless at this woman's kindness, and whispered: "Watch me beat someone."
"Hit...someone, who?"
Xiao Qiao suddenly became nervous. There were twenty or thirty people on the opposite side. Can Zhang Song beat them?
Little did she know that Cao Wu was an arrogant and domineering general of Beifu. He could not defeat Sun Ben's hundreds of cavalry, but he was not afraid of these villagers.
He stepped forward and slapped Yang Laosan, who was crying on the ground, blinding him.
Cao Wudao: "Yang Laosan, open your dog eyes and see who I am?"
Yang Laosan was completely confused. He had never met Cao Wu, so he didn't know who he was.
The surrounding villagers were also confused. Who is this? I have never seen it in eight villages. Why come up and hit someone?
Cao Wudao: "I am Xiaolian's neighbor. I have watched Xiaolian grow up and treated her like my own sister! I was the one who sent her here when she got married! Who would have thought that Xiaolian's life would be so miserable that she would meet you? Such a heartless man!"
Yang Laosan's face was full of questions, and the surrounding villagers were silent and shaking their heads. Everyone couldn't figure out what was going on.
Cao Wu punched Yang Laosan in the chest again, making him stagger back, and said: "Okay, you guys! A few years ago, I went on an expedition with Huang Taishou, risking my life and death for Jiang Xia! It's better for you, dozens of people unite to bully My sister, my sister is obviously still alive, but you don’t even give me a way to survive!”
As he said this, he raised his fist again, which frightened Yang Laosan and made him step back. The villagers also stepped back.
Xiao Qiao's delicate eyes widened and she looked at Cao Wu's performance in shock, as if she was meeting this person for the first time.
She knew very well that Cao Wu definitely didn't know the woman on the ground, but this person had deceived everyone so openly.
After such a commotion, no one would really make irresponsible remarks.
Xiao Qiao bit her lip tightly, her eyes widened, and there was a bright color in her eyes.
An older man, who was obviously an elder of the clan who could speak well in the village, came up and said: "This... strong man, I know you won't be able to accept it for a while. But let me be fair about this matter, Yang Laosan My mother-in-law is indeed dead, everyone has seen it."
Cao Wudao: "Liu Zhoumu is dead, Governor Huang is also dead, Jiangdong thieves massacred Jiangxia. No one will support us ordinary people anymore! You can say whatever you want, but my sister must be saved!"
When talking about the death of ancestors Liu Biao and Huang, the faces of the villagers were filled with sadness.
The old man opened his mouth and finally said: "Since you don't believe it and insist on touching Xiaolian's body, please give it a try. But there is a saying, this Xiaolian has married into my village and she is a member of my village. If Xiaolian is really dead and her body is desecrated by you, we, the whole village, will not let you go!"
Cao Wu turned around and looked at Hua Tuo. Seeing the rickety old man looking at him with stern eyes, he nodded.
He immediately understood that the miracle doctor had seen through that he was pretending, and he was a little embarrassed. But seeing that the miracle doctor was so sure, he turned back to the villagers and said, "Human life is at stake, why don't you treat me!"
Next, following Hua Tuo's instructions, the villagers found a clean house and boiled hot water. Cao Wu kicked them all out of the house, leaving only Hua Tuo and Xiao Qiao in the house.
The little red horse was tied to a tree by the villagers as a hostage.
Hua Tuo took off a cloth bag from behind and said: "Thank you both for interceding for me. But what I want to do is not good-looking. Please go out too!"
Cao Wubu went out. He looked at the woman's bloody clothes and said, "Do you need a blood transfusion? Do you need a blood type test?"
As soon as he said this, Hua Tuo's hand holding the cloth bag stopped. He looked up at Cao Wu in surprise and asked, "Do you know this?"
"I just have a rough understanding. This woman probably suffered a massive hemorrhage after giving birth and went into shock and faked her death. According to my idea, if I give her a blood transfusion and then perform an operation to remove the fetus through an abdominal opening, the child may not be able to survive. But how can the miracle doctor save me? Not sure anymore.”
Cao Wu was not a medical student, so he only had a vague guess about the treatment method, just a rough idea.
But these few words actually made Hua Tuo excited.
"Yes, that's right! I didn't expect you to understand! Apart from Brother Zhongjing, there is someone in the world who can understand my method of treating diseases and saving people!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and Cao Wu felt that after he finished laughing, he seemed to feel much more refreshed.
Hua Tuo opened the cloth bag, and inside were knives of various sizes. They looked different from modern scalpels, but they had the same purpose.
"However, the patient is weak and we do not have the conditions to transfuse blood. We can only use Qi-replenishing medicine to supplement it."
Hua Tuo introduced, and used a soup bowl to fill several portions of medicinal materials. There was no need to boil them, but they were brewed directly with boiling water.
Cao Wu thought of something and blurted out: "Ma Fu Powder?"
