Chapter 10: Treatment of Injuries

Support him, I will take his pulse

An Zheng waved his hand and said, "Additionally, could you please find a large wooden tub? I need to take a bath"

Everyone in Nanshan Street knows that the mad doctor at the clinic has three conditions for not accepting patients: he does not accept patients when he is drinking, he does not accept patients after nightfall, and he does not accept patients who cannot pay.

After speaking, he turned around, skillfully putting away the silver, and strode into the inner room. Qu Liuer was at a loss, unsure of what to do, and looked at An Zheng with some helplessness. An Zheng smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, I know my own injuries well. Please prepare the medicine as I instruct, and get a wooden tub to put in hot water. Also... prepare a small Huandan, as I will need it shortly."

An Zheng smiled and said, "I won't die so easily again."

The musician frowned, half believing and half doubting: "How do you know these things?"

That indicates you are tired

The mad musician said somewhat awkwardly: "You know, I am someone who values rules above all else; without rules, nothing can be accomplished... I do not accept patients after dark, nor do I accept patients while drinking... However, if you have money, do let me know sooner; come in quickly. Liu'er, why aren't you hurrying to help your brother down? How careless of him to get himself covered in blood like this."

You are talking nonsense

You are talking nonsense

Du Shoushou called out, her tone revealing a hint of pleading

The kitten stretched lazily against An Zheng's body, casting a glance at Du Shoushou with an expression that conveyed, "This is my cat life." The look in its eyes implied that a beautiful cat like itself could naturally disdain everything, for beauty is justice.

At that moment, three young men dressed in black brocade garments strode in, their expressions grim and their gazes fierce. After entering, they looked around and ultimately fixed their eyes on An Zheng, their expressions betraying an unmistakable hostility.

This is not a matter of money

If he is not saved, he will die

Du Shoushou pulled out a handful of silver from her bosom and slapped it down on the counter: "Master Qu, I have money!"

The madman of music is not considered a bad person

As soon as the madman saw the large handful of blood-stained silver, his eyes immediately lit up: "This..."

The madman violently shook off Du Shoushou's hand: "He is just a dead man! How can I save him!"

The silver belongs to you

Qu Fengzi became furious upon hearing An Zheng mention several medicines: "If you do not understand medical principles and pharmacology, do not speak recklessly. The medicines you mentioned cannot be used together at all; anyone who takes them will surely die! Even if you are a ghost, Lord Qu cannot randomly use medicines and treat recklessly"

Du Shoushou was taken aback for a moment and curled her lips: "You still have the mood to joke around in your current state, don’t think I don’t know. My mother told me that when my grandmother was seriously ill, she carried me on her back and ran to the clinic. Halfway there, she felt my grandmother getting heavier and before she had run very far, my grandmother passed away... The madman at the clinic said that after a person dies, they become heavier... Don’t worry, with me here, I won’t let you die."

An Zheng shook his head: "Do as I say, whether you die or not has nothing to do with you."

However, the master will not provide him with treatment

The madman waved his hand: "If you love him to death, then die! Liu'er, you come and serve him in death!"

An Zheng chuckled softly and said, "Fatty, do you know that when you are carrying someone on your back and realize that this person is getting heavier, it is not a good thing"

Du Shoushou took another handful of silver from his bosom and placed it on the table: "Do as my brother says, although I do not know how he understands medical principles, I trust him"

Fill the prescription as I instructed

Then you say, even if Qu Fengzi rolls in bed with a beauty as stunning as a celestial being, could they possibly have a daughter as beautiful as Qu Liuer?

The madman fell silent for a moment before saying: "Those who seek death cannot save themselves. Soon, you will consume the poison you desire and die outside my door; do not die in my house. Furthermore, write down the ancient prescription you mentioned; I will not charge you a consultation fee."

An Zheng smiled and shook his head, saying nothing

Du Shoushou quickly asked a question

The cat's somewhat disdainful meow left Du Shoushou feeling a bit dissatisfied: "I say, Master Shan, as a cat that spends all day curled up in someone else's arms sleeping lazily, what qualifications do you have to mock me"

What more is there to say

He shouted, and his body instinctively recoiled backward

An Zheng leaned back: "Qu Liu'er is a girl, and she is not related by blood to Qu Fengzi; she should be his adopted child"

When Du Shoushou carried An Zheng to the entrance of the medical hall, Qu Fengzi's little apprentice, Qu Liuer, was on tiptoe setting up the barrier, about to close the door. At this moment, the sky had already darkened, and there were not many people on the street. Qu Liuer was only seven or eight years old, looking fair, clean, and small. The way he was on tiptoe setting up the barrier seemed a bit strenuous. He had delicate features, large eyes, willow leaf-shaped eyebrows, and a slightly pointed face, making him appear more like a girl.

An Zhengdao said: "I once came across an ancient book while chopping wood on the back mountain, which recorded some prescriptions. However, that book is so damaged that it is no longer available. If you follow my instructions to obtain the medicine, I will write down all the prescriptions from that ancient book for you"

Du Shoushou was momentarily taken aback: "Indeed, there is some truth to it. Even if I were to follow that madman Qu by a fraction, there would be nothing worth seeing in this person. Hey, why are you so nosy? What does this matter have to do with you? You are here to seek treatment."

Du Shoushou walked towards the medical clinic, naturally unaware of the expression of the little cat on his back. As he walked, he gasped, "An Zheng, you look so thin, how can you be so heavy..."

The mad musician is angry again: "You are currently experiencing internal bleeding; taking a hot bath is tantamount to seeking death!"

Is "The Crazy Musician" good?

Why? What does that indicate?

Beautiful

He said he was covered in blood, which caused a slight surprise in An Zheng's heart. He himself could not be seen clearly on Du Shoushou's back, but when he said he was covered in blood rather than bleeding, it was evident that Qu Fengzi knew that the blood did not belong to An Zheng.

Du Shoushou rushed to the front of the medical clinic, panting heavily, startling Qu Liuer. Turning around and seeing An Zheng covered in blood, her expression immediately changed. The news of An Zheng's fight with the local bullies outside the tavern had already spread like wildfire. Therefore, Qu Liuer's first reaction was that An Zheng had been badly beaten.

An Zheng slowly exhaled and then smiled at him: "I am still alive for now, but if you do not rescue me soon, I fear I won't be able to hold on much longer. My internal organs are indeed damaged, but it is not as serious as you think. If there are snake gall, nine-eyed iron leaves, vermilion gall, and car reed herbs, please gather some of each now, and then use the blood of the three poisons as a catalyst to brew a dose of medicine for me to drink first."

Liu'er, quickly ask your master to save An Zheng

What happened, Master Qu?

He held the kitten in his arms, gently stroking its back, and felt that this madman Qu and Qu Liuer must have some story behind them

An Zheng's home is not far from the Nanshan Street Medical Hall, where the eccentric doctor Qu possesses excellent medical skills. However, he is quite greedy; if one does not have money, he would not lift a finger even if they were to die at his doorstep

Qu Liu'er hurriedly ran out to do it, not knowing why he felt he should trust this boy who was only a year or two older than himself. As he ran, his knees came together slightly, and although he could keep them straight, there were still some flaws.

Qu Liu'er hurried over and helped An Zheng down from Du Shoushou's back. He saw An Zheng's pale face and the blood all over him, clearly terrified.

Is Qu Liu'er attractive

Du Shoushou listened to his nonsensical talk and pulled him, saying: "Are you going to save me or not!"

He pushed the silver on the counter forward, even his fingers carried a sense of reluctance

Qu Fengzi rolled up his cuffs and pinched An Zheng's pulse. After a moment, his expression changed: "This... how is this possible? Are you... are you human or a ghost!"

The madman Qu's face turned somewhat pale: "Although I have not done many good deeds, I have also not committed any evil acts. If you, Lord Ghost, are here to claim a life, there is no need to seek me out... If you have any grievances, you should find your enemies instead. This is a place for healing and saving lives, and I have never harmed anyone."

An Zheng said to Qu Fengzi: "The potency of the small elixir is too strong. I have been suffering for a long time. Although I have been training, my body is internally weak and cannot withstand the effects of the elixir. The medicines I mentioned, although toxic, can first stop the bleeding. My internal organs are damaged, and ordinary medicines do not stop the bleeding quickly enough. However, toxic substances can, and while they are also a form of destruction, they are better than continuing to bleed. Moreover, as long as the dosage is measured accurately, they will not be lethal."

An Zheng patted Du Shoushou on the shoulder: "Take the money"

Du Shoushou said anxiously: "Is it enough? If not, there is more at home. You can name your price."

Qu Liu'er furrowed her brows and reached out to grasp An Zheng's pulse. After a moment, her expression changed: "All the organs are damaged, especially the spleen which is already ruptured, and the liver is also torn. Clearly... clearly he should have died.

Du Shoushou did not understand the meaning of An Zheng's words; he thought An Zheng was referring to the incident where he was almost killed by the group led by Gao Di. How could he possibly know that the person he was carrying on his back had once fought fiercely against many masters deep within Cangman Mountain, to the extent that the mountains and rivers had changed their forms? At that time, An Zheng was indeed very close to death. It was precisely because of that battle that An Zheng realized that in the Great Xi Dynasty, the number of people wishing for his death far exceeded those he could see on the surface, and some of them were even companions he once thought he could fight alongside. How could he possibly know that the person he was carrying on his back had once fought fiercely against many masters deep within Cangman Mountain, to the extent that the mountains and rivers had changed their forms? At that time, An Zheng was indeed very close to death. It was precisely because of that battle that An Zheng realized that in the Great Xi Dynasty, the number of people wishing for his death far exceeded those he could see on the surface, and some of them were even companions he once thought he could fight alongside.

Du Shoushou immediately saw that Qu Fengzi had come out and hurriedly ran over with An Zheng on his back: "Master Qu, I beg you to save An Zheng, he is injured."

Just when Qu Liuer was at a loss for what to do, a man who appeared to be in his fifties, with a goatee, thin as a rake and looking ghastly, staggered out from inside: "Who dares to cause trouble here? Don't you know where this is? This is Master Qu's clinic, and no one has ever dared to barge in on South Mountain Street."

How do you know

The madman Qu shouted loudly: "As a physician, one must have their own principles. The rules I have regarding not accepting patients can be broken for the sake of money, but the use of medication is absolutely non-negotiable. I may choose not to save you, but once I open my door to see patients, I cannot allow you to die in my presence. If word gets out, my reputation as Qu Ye would be ruined. Liu'er, first go and fetch a small returning pill for him to take, then prepare the medicine using the method I taught you for treating internal injuries. Even if this person is destined to die, I will still pull him back from the gates of hell." Liu'er, first go and fetch a small returning pill for him to take, then prepare the medicine using the method I taught you for treating internal injuries. Even if this person is destined to die, I will still pull him back from the gates of hell.

Qu Liu'er's voice was also soft and sticky, somewhat at a loss: "It is dark now, and Master is going out to drink..."

Qu Fengzi squinted at An Zheng, startled by the sight of blood, but he quickly regained his composure and shook his head: "Everyone in the southern mountain street of Huanshi City knows that Master Qu has three rules for not accepting patients. He does not accept patients after dark, he does not accept patients when he is drinking, and he does not accept patients who cannot pay. You two poor kids have managed to meet all three of Master Qu's criteria for not accepting patients, so just go, go, go. Today, Master Qu will not stoop to the level of you two little brats, just hurry and leave."