Appendicitis surgery is a minor surgery in any era.
You just need to understand its principles and do the necessary work.
"Our research has found that bacteria are the source of infection. So as long as the disinfection work is done well, such an operation can be foolproof. We have treated injured soldiers in this way before, and the healing effect is very good."
Long time no see, Lu An has grown a lot taller and looks like a grown up girl.
Judging by the way she spoke in an orderly manner, Zuo Mengeng could no longer connect with the little girl crying loudly at the bow of the boat.
"Do you know what your discovery means?"
Lu An was confused and just said: "Can more lives be saved?"
This girl has such a simple mind.
Zuo Mengeng patted her head and said with a smile: "Go back and write a research article of yours."
Lu An is a well-behaved child and has unconditional trust in Zuo Mengeng. She will do whatever Zuo Menggen says.
She had no idea that what Zuo Mengeng asked her to do was to preserve her findings in the form of writing.
In the future, Lu An will go down in history because of her discovery.
Appendicitis is a minor surgery, but the shock it produces is unparalleled.
The two doctors who observed the entire operation did not wake up even after leaving the operating room.
"Is there such magic in the world?"
“Is the intestinal carbuncle disease actually like this?”
When Deng Yuhan came out after finishing the cleaning work, the two people immediately surrounded him, losing their previous arrogance.
"Mr. Deng, you used a knife to cut meat before, but why was the patient safe?"
The older doctor turned out to be the most anxious and asked a very difficult question.
Deng Yuhan did not have the habit of being self-conscious and explained directly.
"The site of Mr. Meng An's illness was a useless section of intestine, and Zhongheng named it the appendix. We have found through research that even if the human body lacks this section of intestine, it will not cause any damage to life."
"this……"
The two doctors stood stunned on the spot, obviously it would take some time to digest this knowledge.
But the real reality is right in front of them. They have just observed Li Banghua's situation and even checked his pulse personally.
After the operation, Li Banghua's pulse was stable, but the anesthesia was still in effect, so he did not wake up.
It is completely different from the previous abdominal pain like cramping and disordered pulse.
The older doctor stroked his beard and sighed.
"I never imagined that Western medical skills could be so ingenious."
Deng Yuhan shook his head and laughed.
"This is not Europa's medical skill."
He pointed at Zuo Menggeng and said: "Zhongheng said that this is a combination of Chinese and Western techniques. Most of the knowledge was produced here."
Deng Yuhan was not modest, but told the truth.
Most of the medical knowledge he brought focused on human body cognition. The rest was studied and accumulated bit by bit by him and his assistants after getting inspiration from Zuo Mengeng.
At the very least, narcotics are not available in Europe today.
European doctors are now operating on people. What methods are they taking to make the patients comatose?
bloodletting.
When the patient loses blood to a certain extent, he will naturally become comatose.
As for excessive blood loss...
That is being called by God.
After hearing that this magical medical skill was not a barbarian study, the last grudges in the two doctors' hearts disappeared. In unison, they both cupped their fists and saluted Deng Yuhan.
"The two of us admire Mr. Deng's medical skills very much. We sincerely ask you to study with him. Please accept your permission."
"this……"
The medical skills practiced by Deng Yuhan and others have always been in a small circle. Unexpectedly, today they have been recognized by outsiders and they still need to learn.
But he couldn't make the decision in this kind of thing, so he couldn't help but look at Zuo Mengeng.
The two doctors understood and ran to Zuo Mengeng again.
The older man introduced himself first.
"General Zuo, I am Bi Xinchen. I have been admitted to the imperial hospital and am also friends with Wang Kangyu. I also ask General Zuo to agree that I will treat you as a disciple and never let anyone know about it."
Zuo Mengeng was suddenly enlightened, with an expression of admiration.
"Oh, it's actually Mr. Zhiwu who is doing it in front of me."
The doctor was stunned and looked happy.
"The general actually knows this?"
Zuo Menggeng laughed heartily, but what he said was true.
"Mr. Zhiwu saved countless lives and rescued the wounded. Everyone in Shandong praised him, and the younger generation have also looked up to him for a long time."
This Bi Fenchen was a famous doctor in Shandong in the late Ming Dynasty. He had noble medical ethics and was kind-hearted. He treated those who sought medical treatment in turn, regardless of whether they were rich or poor. He never broke the contract with patients who made appointments and often brought some patent medicines to patients without charging high prices.
He also has superb medical skills, especially in the clinical field, and has achieved remarkable results.
He was also an expert in treating acne and typhoid fever, and left behind many important medical formulas.
Wang Xiangqian's father once had his disease healed after taking three doses of medicine.
Unexpectedly, such a great medical expert was impressed by the surgery and wanted to learn from Deng Yuhan.
Another doctor was named Qu Qiucheng, who was well-known in Dongchang Mansion and was considered to be Bi Xinchen's junior disciple.
The two had the same mind and had a great desire for knowledge about surgery.
Local medical practitioners are not complacent and are willing to learn new things, which is of course a great good thing for Zuo Mengeng.
He asked Deng Yuhan: "How many people are there in your medical team now?"
Deng Yuhan told the truth.
"More than thirty young people are willing to study with me. Lu An and three of them are studying bacteria, cells and other microorganisms, and some are studying clinical and nursing with me. Of course, we have not given up on the study of Chinese medical skills.
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Zuo Mengeng’s words are meant for everyone.
"Medicine is very important. It can not only save people, but also extend their lives. If medicine is prosperous enough, we humans will have a breakthrough in life span. In addition, it can also greatly reduce deaths. Such an important cause can only be achieved through
You people are not enough. I suggest that you set up a college that specializes in researching and imparting medical knowledge to train more medical talents."
Bi Xunchen and Qu Qiucheng were a little stunned, but Deng Yuhan's eyes were bright.
"I have to say, your idea is really great. Specialized medical schools, just like other schools, will definitely produce many, many doctors."
This time Bi Xingchen and Qu Qiucheng also understood.
Their touch is the greatest.
The inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine has always relied on teaching and mentoring. The level of newcomers depends not only on their own talents, but also on the teaching level and willingness of the teacher. There is no systematic teaching system.
This has led to the fact that Chinese medicine, like many other skills, has disappeared in the long river of history due to various reasons.
However, Confucianism has always been passed down and flourished.
What's the reason?
In addition to the strong support of the ruling class, it is also inseparable from the schools all over the world.
If medicine could be taught and passed on like Confucianism...
Bi Xunchen and Qu Qiucheng immediately said: "General Zuo has a heart for the common people and is really a role model for our generation. We are not talented enough, so we sincerely invite you to participate in this grand event."
Isn't this what Zuo Mengeng wants?
"You two have such great ambitions, and there is no greater good. However, the knowledge of medicine is vast, and it will be impossible for us alone. We also ask you to contact more people with lofty ideals and join the medical school together."
Bi Xunchen and Qu Qiucheng were convinced and immediately rushed back to contact their colleagues.
Deng Yuhan did not let Zuo Mengeng go, but took out a letter and handed it into his hands.
"Governor Luo Lang of Haojing also sent a letter, asking to purchase our piano. Do you want to do this business?"
The Portuguese Governor who was far away in Macau actually wanted to buy a piano, which surprised Zuo Menggeng.
After reading the letter, he realized that a missionary in Songjiang Prefecture had told Luo Langye about the appearance of the piano after returning to Haojing.
Luo Lang was also attracted by the missionary's extremely colorful description, and immediately sent people to Songjiang to see the piano in person.
The piano also conquered the Portuguese with its perfect performance.
What Luo Lang wanted most was to place a piano in his home, church, and other places so that he could listen to the performance of the king of musical instruments all the time.
I learned that pianos were produced in Shandong, so I personally wrote a letter to Deng Yuhan, hoping to purchase this instrument.
Zuo Menggeng has no doubt about the charm of the piano, and it does not surprise him that someone wants to buy it.
What he cares about is...
“What is the production volume of pianos?”
Deng Yuhan smiled slightly.
"This is exactly why I need you to make a decision. I think... let's go to the workshop and take a look."