After hearing Zhao Xun explain the enema treatment plan, the third senior brother's already bad complexion became even more miserable.
In fact, Chinese medicine has a long history of using enema to treat diseases.
Zhang Zhongjing, a famous doctor in the Eastern Han Dynasty, recorded in "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" that patients who were not suitable for taking laxatives for laxatives should use pig bile enema.
The specific method is: fill the valley with pig bile, just like a bird, and when the feces are released, it is very effective.
Pig bile has moisturizing, anti-inflammatory, detoxifying and other effects, and is very effective when used for enema.
Sun Simiao, the god of medicine in the Tang Dynasty, advocated the use of salt water enemas. In "Essential Prescriptions for Emergencies", he recorded the method of "boiling salt soup and pouring it into the large holes with bamboo slips", which is quite similar to the saline enema method.
Gu Shicheng's "Encyclopedia of Ulcer Medicine" in the Qing Dynasty specifically contains the "biliary guidance method": use a pig gallbladder, put a goose quill in the mouth of the gallbladder, tie it tightly, insert a goose quill into the portal of the body, and twist it, the bile will If you rush into the Soul Gate, you will have a bowel movement. "
This method is closest to the enema method of later generations. Zhao Xun planned to combine pig bile and salt soup to treat the third senior brother.
After all, there are no antibiotics in this era, so this is the most reasonable way he can think of.
The third senior brother was of course reluctant.
But he couldn't help it now. Oral medications alone were not enough to make him recover; enemas were necessary.
Zhao Xun asked the sixth and tenth senior brothers to get pig gallbladder, goose quills, salt water and other materials, and then cooperated with the third senior brother to turn him over and remove his middle trousers and calf-nose trousers.
"Third Senior Brother, I offended you. I did it for your own good."
Zhao Xun sighed, and without hesitation inserted the goose quill composed of pig gallbladder straight into the soul gate of the third senior brother.
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With the help of oral medications and once-a-day enemas, third senior brother Long Qingquan's condition quickly improved.
Although Long Qingquan felt scared and embarrassed when he saw Zhao Xun after enema therapy, he finally expressed his gratitude to Zhao Xun.
Diseases come like a mountain, and recovery from dysentery is not that easy.
Zhao Xun was able to cure his illness efficiently in the shortest time, and Long Qingquan was extremely grateful.
To be honest, Zhao Xun has always been puzzled as to why the third senior brother suddenly contracted dysentery.
A practitioner's intestines and stomach shouldn't be so delicate, right?
After several inquiries, the third senior brother finally relaxed.
"Hey, little junior brother, to be honest, I ate something unclean."
"Dirty stuff?"
"Huangzhou smoked fish is famous all over the world. I like this one. When I was in the capital, I couldn't eat authentic Huangzhou smoked fish. How could I not have a feast when I came to Huangzhou today. Who would have thought that the smoked fish was already rotten, and I felt bad after eating it. I felt a little uncomfortable. I just didn’t pay much attention to it at the time. I woke up early this morning with vomiting and diarrhea.”
Damn it, the third senior brother really has a strong taste.
smoked fish...
Zhao Xun couldn't help but think of canned herrings. The smell was so bad that even cats and dogs couldn't stand it.
However, this smoked fish should not be the same thing as canned herring.
In ancient times, there was no modern preservation technology. If the fish was not slaughtered immediately for cooking after being caught, it could only be preserved by smoking and pickling.
But even smoked and pickled fish are not guaranteed to be clean.
Zhao Xun would rather not eat fish than smoked or pickled fish.
After all, the third senior brother is also the third teacher of the dignified academy. Why doesn't he have such a pattern?
If word spreads, where is the reputation of the academy and the reputation of the mountain chief?
"Third Senior Brother, you have to be careful. This smoked fish will easily go bad if it is not stored properly."
"Deterioration? Junior brother, what does deterioration mean?"
"Uh, this... deterioration means rot, so we can understand it that way."
Zhao Xun explained.
"I see, then it seems I will have to eat less smoked fish from now on."
Although Long Qingquan was a little reluctant to give up, after experiencing the torture of dysentery, he realized that health is the most important thing.
People who eat whole grains may contract various diseases.
Although practitioners are powerful, they are essentially human beings of flesh and blood.
Therefore, getting sick is unavoidable and can only be avoided as much as possible.
"Junior brother, it's all thanks to you this time. When I get better, I will teach you my exclusive secret technique."
Zhao Xun felt that the third senior brother was giving him hush money. After all, Zhao Xun helped him with such embarrassing treatment. If he didn't give him some benefits, Zhao Xun said he would leave. How could the third senior brother still walk around the academy and hang out in the world?
"Thank you so much, Third Senior Brother."
Zhao Xun hugged Long Qingquan and said.
"If there is nothing else to do, Xiao Qiji will leave first. Third senior brother, you have just recovered from a serious illness. You should take a good rest."
After that, Zhao Xun left the room.
After struggling for several days, the third senior brother's condition was finally stable, and Zhao Xun could take a rest.
But as soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Jia Xingwen walking towards him with a sad look on his face.
Zhao Xun's heart skipped a beat, thinking that something might happen again, right?
Mom, this is going to cost me my life.
"Mingyun, there is something troublesome... Come with me."
Zhao Xun nodded and stepped forward.
The two of them walked to a rockery, and Jia Xingwen lowered his voice and said: "There is news from the bad guys' yamen. Master Feng has given us a task and wants us to investigate a person immediately."
"News from the Bad Guy's Office? From Chang'an? Master Feng's order?"
Zhao Xun couldn't believe it.
How can we convey information over such a long distance?
Eight hundred miles of urgent stagecoach delivery? Or flying pigeons to deliver messages?
"Master Feng used the teleportation technique."
Hiss, Zhao Xun gasped when he heard this.
Teleportation is a very expensive spell that can only be used by high-level practitioners.
Since teleportation spells a huge detriment to a practitioner's cultivation, it will never be used unless absolutely necessary.
Even if a high-level practitioner uses it once, it will take anywhere from half a year to a year to recover.
The bad guy's office used teleportation to deliver the news, which proved that there was indeed something very important that Zhao Xun and the others needed to do.
"Check who?"
"Zhao Qian, the governor of Huangzhou."
Jia Xingwen said word by word.
Zhao Qian...
Zhao Xun really didn't expect it to be him.
Is there something wrong with this parent official in Huangzhou City?
"Does Mr. Feng have any clear instructions?"
"Master Feng asked us to contact the blacksmith in a blacksmith shop in Huangzhou City. This blacksmith's surname is Zhang and his given name is Chongzhi. He is a secret agent planted by bad people in Huangzhou and will tell us the whole story."
"Okay! Third Senior Brother's condition has stabilized, and I can rest assured. Brother Jia, without further ado, let's go to the blacksmith shop to find Zhang Chongzhi and ask about the situation."
"So urgent?"
"It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Besides, Master Feng used the teleportation technique, which proves that this matter is not trivial. We can't delay it any longer, otherwise we will live up to Master Feng's ardent expectations."
Zhao Xun was instantly filled with energy and turned into the energetic 996 workaholic.
What to rest? Roll it up!
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