Seeing the crop field in the distance, Lu Qi jumped off his sweaty horse and walked on the frozen hard ground. The harvested corns, with a dagger-like tip left, stood in rows on the ridges.
If the horse stumbles and falls in, it can make holes all over its body.
Because the land was located slightly higher and there was no snow, the yellow-brown land was exposed, revealing cracks cracked by the frost.
These big holes are everywhere, in the roads, in the fields, and in the river ice that has frozen to the bottom.
Every time he saw these big holes, Lu Qi felt strange. The gaps that could be filled with a little soil or snow remained open until spring came. He had never seen any holes that were missing in winter. They were
Like the mouth of the earth, the nose is suffocated in cold weather, and the mouth is opened everywhere to breathe.
When Lu Qi passed by, he could still see the lake in the distance. There were a few black spots moving behind the dry reeds. It must be that someone was shaving ice and fishing there.
In the fields by the roadside, there are large black dung piles every few dozen feet, which are the compost that the villagers pulled into the field with oxcarts before it was frozen.
After the land thaws next spring, the fertilizer mixed with plant ash, human and animal manure, food waste and loess will be evenly sprinkled into the fields. As the plowshare is cut, the thawed black soil rolls and rolls, displacing these precious fertilizers.
Mixed in the fertile land, it gives unimaginable rewards to those who work hard to collect excrement.
Lu Qi likes the composting season very much. At that time, the whole earth is filled with a fragrance: the unique smell of completely fermented fertilizer. This smell is much better than the smell in Beijing in his memory. The smell in Beijing is spicy.
Eyes.
Although the howling wind was like a knife cutting his face, Lu Qi, who was wearing a wolfskin coat and a fox hat, still broke out in sweat. He breathed heavily, tugged on the horse rein in his hand, and asked the horse behind him to follow
Follow your own footsteps.
After passing a row of pitch pine trees, he met two and a half-year-old children. These two boys were also wearing bulging clothes. One was holding a dung basket in his hand, and the other was holding a wooden fork. The main body of the wicker dung basket was shaped like
It was a dustpan, but the handle installed on it was made of rattan. When Lu Qi looked at it, there wasn't much harvest inside.
When the two and a half young men saw the horse in his hand, their eyes lit up and they looked around. Lu Qi smiled and said, "What's going on? Are you going to be bandits?"
The younger child had a long line of snot under his nose, wiped it with his sleeve and said with a grin: "Do you want to poop?"
Lu Qi smiled and said, "How do I know? Are you from Huojiacun or Lijiacun?"
One of the two children is from the Huo family, and the other is from the Li family. The two are somewhat related. The sister of the younger child is married to the older child's brother, and the two are brothers of the opposite sex. When Lu Qi asked, they asked who they were looking for.
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Lu Qi said: "I am a doctor. I heard that there is a patient in the Huo family? I'll come and take a look."
The eldest child said in surprise: "That's my dad Huo Laoshuan, are you Dr. Lu? My eldest brother came back yesterday and said that if my dad doesn't get well today, he will be taken to town to look for you."
"Is your dad feeling better?"
"It's still like that, huffing and puffing."
"Oh, then you can take me to your house."
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The arrival of Lu Qi caused a sensation in the two villages. Men and women suffering from bruises, headaches, diarrhea, irregular menstruation and other symptoms lined up in a small queue at the Huo family ancestral hall. There were more people watching the excitement, and the ancestral hall was filled with people.
The station was full, and the crowds who were so idle in the winter were finally able to see someone from outside the village and hear the news from outside.
Two men came out of the Huo family, and two women maintained order and helped pack the medical fees into bags. Most of the medical fees were copper coins and broken silver, but most of them were local specialties-hazel mushrooms, pine nuts, and roe deer legs.
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There was also a small amount of mink skin, deer antlers, wild ginseng, etc. included in the consultation fee. It was not that the villagers did not know the value of these things, but it was out of gratitude and respect for the doctor's life-saving grace.
Lu Qi didn't know what kind of disease Huo Laoshuan had, so he decided to write a letter to Daning's teacher and ask. This teacher was several years younger than Lu Qi and was a graduate of the Capital Medical College, while Lu Qi was
The barefoot doctors found in every town in Daning are the disciples of this medical student.
Lu Qi can neither take a pulse nor operate, and is a complete dabbler. But he can use a stethoscope to diagnose pneumonia, understands basic hygiene and disinfection knowledge, can reset a dislocated arm, and perform orthodontic and bone correction for fractures of the radius, ulna, and tibia and fibula.
Bandaging. In addition, he also memorized about a hundred prescriptions and was able to prescribe these prescriptions based on the villagers' descriptions of their illnesses - but he never killed anyone.
In this way, he became the most respected person within a hundred miles. Not only did he marry the daughter of a big landowner, but he also lived in the most luxurious house in Sansanlibao Town - no one here
I don’t know, but he was once a gangster from the capital. During the severe crackdown in the first year of Wanli, he was sent to Liaodong.
Lu Qi is always grateful to his father, who used a big stick to force him to read and study. Otherwise, he, nicknamed "Er Biantou," would have died on this land, let alone being selected by the government to become a doctor.
Barefoot doctor.
This "barefoot doctor" is the emperor's policy. Medical school graduates are trained and taught in various places using unified textbooks, with a total of one year of study and internship. All training expenses are paid by the emperor's internal funds. Of course, except for Daning, Guangxi, etc.
There are only a few places in the province, but it seems that no local official has asked the emperor to reimburse the money. Those who have managed to find some way have called on the local gentry to show filial piety in the name of the emperor.
The money was not provided by the emperor, but the good reputation was borne by the emperor, and the person who took the money did not feel uncomfortable - this is definitely the most virtuous act. Moreover, if you have to curry favor with the prefect or county magistrate on weekdays, you should also look at it from the gentlemen.
You have to be good at it. If you don't have an outstanding scholar in your family, even if you have money, no local officials will be willing to pay attention to you.
Because Erbiantou Lu Qi was illiterate, he neither worked as a slave nor went to the battlefield. He served as a soldier in the Liaodong General Army for several years. He originally thought he could wait for amnesty, but he did not expect that the emperor would act irrationally.
, and took root in Liaodong.
He later thought that he could always be a Ku soldier for the rest of his life, but he did not expect that after the Liaodong Army was reorganized, his status as a military officer would cost him his job. Fortunately, when he was a Ku soldier, he was diligent and sweet-mouthed. Wang Yan, the Ku ambassador
I like him very much and arrange for him to do some private things.
When he was laid off, Wang Yan helped find connections to make money, and put him on the barefoot doctor training list, which was a good placement for him. Er Flathead was a gangster when he was a boy, but the wind and frost in the Northeast taught him how to be a
Mature person - he studied very hard and successfully obtained the certificate and badge of "Junior Medical Doctor" when he graduated, becoming a barefoot doctor who can practice medicine in rural areas of Daning.
Knowledge changes destiny, and so does half-baked knowledge. Lu Qi, who put on a white coat, used a stethoscope under the admiring eyes of the crowd, tapped the patient's knees with a small hammer, looked at the throat with a tongue depressor, and basically could treat common diseases.
It seems almost inseparable.
After writing the prescription, he asked someone to take down two large sacks from the horse and took out a lot of herbal medicines: they were all prepared according to the prescription he just wrote. No matter what kind of medicine here, all the medicines use ginger slices.
When making medicine introductions, there is not much emphasis on the monarchs, ministers and assistants in pharmacy. Basically, one package of medicine is used for each disease. Lu Qi even brought more medicine packages for common diseases.
Seeing the villagers happily taking the medicine home to cook, Huo Laoshuan's eldest son had a sad look on his face. He no longer had much hope for his father, who even Doctor Lu could not treat. His father had been snoring on the kang for several days.
Just a little bit of water and rice was added, and the elders in the village said that it would only last a few days.
After the doctor had almost left, Huo Laoshuan's eldest son once again begged Doctor Lu to prescribe some medicine for his father. Lu Qi waved his hand and said, "This won't work! The teacher said that if the disease cannot be diagnosed, medicine cannot be prescribed.
, relying on your body to support it is better than blindly taking medicine.”
Huo Laoshuan's son cried and begged, and finally knelt on the ground and hugged Lu Qi's thigh to let him break the principle. Huo Da, the new patriarch of the Huo family, also said: "It's okay! Doctor Lu can prescribe prescriptions, but he deserves to die.
It has nothing to do with your medicine."
The patriarch of this wealthy clan was always spitting on his face, and his face was not easy to lose. Lu Qi scratched his head, and had to take out a packet of Xuanfei Decoction from the sack and handed it to Huo Laoshuan's eldest son: "This is to treat fever.
He's coughing. Although your dad doesn't have a fever and cough, he's wheezing badly. Try this."
After saying that, he packed the remaining medicines back into the sack, put all kinds of strange medical bills in it, and looked around at the people in the ancestral hall - Whose animal has something wrong? Let me go and have a look!
Dr. Lu, a part-time veterinarian, did not arouse any surprise from the villagers, and he was quickly taken out of the ancestral hall. Huo Laoshuan's son also took the medicine home and cooked it for his father to drink. Soon, the two villages were filled with floating clouds.
Medicinal scent.
It was getting late after seeing the animals, so Lu Qi had no choice but to follow Huo Da's arrangement and stay overnight in the wing of the Huo clan leader's house. He got up early the next day, preparing to return to town as soon as the sun came up. After breakfast, he was in the yard
While they were putting on the saddle and fastening the girdle, someone came and banged on the door of Huo's family. When Huo Da's son opened the door, he saw Huo Laoshuan's seven sons standing in a row outside in the snow. He was shocked.
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The seven of them walked up to Lu Qi with majestic steps and knelt down with a plop: Thank you, Doctor Lu, my father is back alive and he ate a big bowl of rice this morning! - Do you still have the medicine?