In an unknown ravine, Hua Tuo was looking for medicinal herbs in the mountains.

The cavalry general Fei Qian has been sending people to search, but the reason why Hua Tuo has not been found is actually very simple. Hua Tuo followed some refugees into the mountains, so how can Fei Qian's people find him?

As for the reason why Hua Tuo has been following the refugees...

It's also very simple.

Hua Tuo was climbing in the mountains, and then he looked up and saw a section of medicinal herbs growing out of the cracks in the rocks. He stepped on the cracks in the rocks and climbed up a section. He had just collected the medicinal materials.

Then I heard some shouting and shouting at the foot of the mountain, which was vibrating and spreading in the forest.

More trees will hinder the propagation of sound. Standing in the forest, you will often hear sounds coming from all directions. This is because the trunks and branches block and refract the sound. Therefore, even if someone is in front of you in the woods, the sound is coming from all directions.

Guidance, it's still easy to get lost, that's why.

Hua Tuo was halfway up the mountain, which was relatively better. When he heard someone calling, he responded. Because the mountains were empty and the sound was lingering, there seemed to be countless Hua Tuo shouting together: "Here...here...

inside……"

In fact, most of the refugees are ordinary farmers and women. When they stay, the skills listed will come into play one after another, and they will start to repair the earth and build small houses. It may not be as comfortable as described in Robinson Crusoe.

Comfortable, but try to get a place to stay as much as possible.

For these refugees, suffering from hunger is nothing. The trouble is suffering from illness.

"What's wrong?" Hua Tuo asked when he saw his apprentice approaching with several people.

"Doctor! Save my wound!" A peasant woman took a few steps forward and kowtowed to Hua Tuo. She didn't care about the sharpness of the rocks, and immediately cut her forehead, and blood dripped down her face.

"Get up first..." Hua Tuo said, "Where is the person?"

"It's here! Here it is, at the bottom of the mountain!" said several other people.

"Let's go and take a look before we talk... Hurry, go and lead the way!" Hua Tuo ordered directly without saying anything.

Hua Tuo did not live with the refugees, but kept some distance. This was Hua Tuo's experience and lesson.

When Hua Tuo was still young, he once felt that running around was too troublesome, and it was better to just follow the refugees and treat illnesses as soon as possible, etc. But soon, Hua Tuo tasted the consequences of doing so.

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People are all selfish.

Even though Hua Tuo basically treats these refugees for free, Hua Tuo's free behavior is also a rare thing among the refugees. Who can see the doctor first, who can be put in the back row, who is more important and who is less important, and who is prepared.

They held Hua Tuo hostage, and then asked Hua Tuo to follow their instructions to treat someone...

So in the end, Hua Tuo learned his lesson and followed him from a distance, letting these refugees know that there was such a doctor, but it was not that easy to come to see a doctor. After all, in the Han Dynasty, it had to walk more than ten miles of mountain roads. For these people who had been on the line of hunger for a long time,

It is not an easy task for the refugees who are struggling to survive.

However, this also brings problems...

Such as right now.

When Hua Tuo is facing patients, they already have very serious symptoms. Patients with mild symptoms will not come to Hua Tuo so hard. Wouldn't it be more practical to spend so much effort to find more food? So

Once Hua Tuo is found, he is basically already terminally ill and dying.

Because of the pain, the patient's face was hideous, his hands and feet were blue, and he looked more like a ghost than a human being.

"How long has it been hurting..." Hua Tuo asked while examining the patient.

"Three, four...four days..." the patient's family said nervously.

"Get the needle!" Hua Tuo didn't say anything about why he only sent it now after he had been in pain for so many days. After all, such words seemed to shirk responsibility. It was because the patient was sent late, not because he was unable to treat it.

, "Take the big needle!"

Disciple Hua Tuo, who was carrying the medicine box on his back, quickly stepped forward, opened the medicine box, and took out the acupuncture supplies.

People around him also held their breath and watched intently.

If this were left to future generations, Chinese medicine doctors would tell them directly that you should switch to Western medicine as soon as possible. Traditional Chinese medicine cannot treat such a serious illness. Do you think it is better for me to call you or for you to contact yourself...

Does Chinese medicine really never treat acute diseases, but only chronic diseases?

If a prince or aristocrat has a headache, fever, physical discomfort, or a minor illness, it is natural for him to find a doctor to slowly treat and recuperate him. However, when most poor people find a doctor, they are usually on the verge of death. It is a matter of life and death, and maybe the next moment.

Dying of breath, could it be said that ancient Chinese traditional Chinese medicine would never treat patients like this?

Obviously, this is definitely not the case.

So why did the Chinese medicine practitioners of later generations become slow doctors and did not dare to treat acute diseases?

Hua Tuo took the needle in his hand and immediately inserted it into the patient's acupuncture point. After three needles were inserted, he saw that the patient's originally livid and ferocious complexion gradually began to look more like a human being.

The rest of the people standing aside holding their breath also exhaled.

As refugees at the lowest level of society in the Han Dynasty, they did not have money to treat their illnesses, so Hua Tuo always treated them without charging money. If he was grateful and willing to help with work for a few days, he would arrange to collect some dry firewood and pick some.

Herbal medicine is enough, and it is also something within human power.

But similarly, Hua Tuo has been following the refugees, to a certain extent, to practice his medical skills.

Because of this, Hua Tuo is now mainly good at two things. One is the current critical illness. Hua Tuo generally uses acupuncture to rescue first, and then uses medicinal stones. The other is the treatment of golden sores. After all, are refugees?

Injuries from various swords, guns, swords and halberds along the way may occur at any time.

However, Hua Tuo never expected that after his efforts in these projects and his continuous efforts to learn and grow, when he became a junior, he would actually hand over the "Emergency Department" and "Injury Department" to Western medicine...

"Intestinal carbuncle." Hua Tuo touched the patient's abdomen and said, "I'm afraid it's rotten in the abdomen. It needs to be cut open and removed to have a chance of survival..."

"What?"

"Causesection...caesarean..."

"Just cut open the belly..."

"Wouldn't you die if you cut your belly open..."

The rest of the people carrying the patient were talking about it.

"At this time, we can only survive in death... If we don't have a laparotomy, we will definitely die. If someone performs a laparotomy, we will live for fifty-five..." Hua Tuo pointed to the patient, "If someone performs acupuncture, he can only live.

Suspend his pain for three quarters of an hour... If the stomach pain attacks again, even gods will be unable to save him..."

"..." Everyone's eyes were focused on the patient's woman.

The woman was kneeling beside the patient, hesitated for a moment, and finally kowtowed to Hua Tuo, "Doctor, please save him..."

"Okay! Disciple, prepare hot soup, strong wine, and hemp powder!"

Hua Tuo rolled up his sleeves...

…Ten days later…

Hua Tuo, who returned for a follow-up visit, checked the patient's abdominal wound, then applied new medicine, tied it up, nodded and said with a smile: "In three to five days, you can go to the ground and walk slowly, but you still can't exert too much force to avoid the wound bursting..."

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The patient and his wife expressed their gratitude without mentioning anything.

Of course, ten days would definitely not be enough to fully recover, but looking at it now, at least one life was snatched back from the hands of death by Hua Tuo.

Among the refugee tribe, an old man asked someone to bring some dried fruits and mushrooms collected from the mountains to thank Hua Tuo. Hua Tuo declined and asked his apprentice to collect them, put them in a herbal basket, and walked back.

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"Master, that's great, I saved another one..."

Disciple Hua Tuo jumped up and down, very happy.

Hua Tuo nodded, walked two steps, looked back, thought for a moment, and then said: "When the snow on the road has completely melted... I want to go to Chang'an to visit..."

"What? Go to Chang'an, good, good!" The apprentice was even more excited.

Hua Tuo couldn't help but smile and said: "You little bastard, why don't you ask why you want to go to Chang'an?"

"Uh...why do you want to go to Chang'an, master?" the apprentice asked.

Hua Tuo laughed, then raised his head and walked forward: "Humph, I won't tell you!"

The apprentice was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hua Tuo walking in front, and couldn't help but stamp his feet, but soon he also laughed, followed Hua Tuo's footsteps, one after another, and walked forward...

……(′^ω^`)ヾ(^▽^ヾ)……

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, and the white clouds are lingering.

A group of men and horses closely followed a deer head flag and rode downstream along the nameless river that had broken through the ice.

The Dingling people worship white wolves and cang deer. Strictly speaking, most people in the desert worship these. Because these larger animals are common in the desert, wolves are fierce and deer are agile, so they naturally become the objects of worship.

At the same time, there are relatively few people who worship sheep and horses, because sheep are used for eating and horses are used for riding...

Leader Ding Ling was not in the queue, but stood on the river bank with his horse in check. While watching the team advance, he listened carefully to the report of the latest situation ahead by the scouts and soldiers sent out earlier.

The scout soldier and his horse were so hot and sweaty from running that they could even see some steam steaming above their heads. He held the reins with both hands and panted on the horse's back, saying, "Big Chief, that Han Chinese hussar horse has already headed west."

went."

"To the west?" Leader Ding Ling looked up at the sun in the sky, as if to identify the direction, and then pointed to the west with his hand, "Are you sure they are going to the west?"

The scout nodded and said: "Yes, the horse hoof marks and the blood stains on the corpse are all facing that way..."
To be continued...