Chapter 497: Only by taking a dangerous gamble can we keep a faint hope alive (1)
A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 497: Only by taking a dangerous gamble can we keep a faint hope alive (1)
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“Y-you… how did you…?”
“Young Master, please calm down,” Xiumei said again. “Physician Cheng is treating the Master’s injuries right now. The process requires complete quiet. If you keep shouting, it could distract Physician Cheng. If he loses focus and makes a mistake, it could endanger the Master’s life.”
Hearing this explanation, the previously noisy Wei Yilin immediately fell silent.
Though he was impulsive, once he heard this he understood the seriousness of the situation.
He only wanted to know about his father’s condition. He had no intention of harming him.
“Then… will my father recover?” Wei Yilin asked quietly, forcing back the tears in his eyes.
Xiumei replied, “Physician Cheng will do everything he can. The Master is a good man—Heaven will surely protect him.”
Wei Yilin nodded. “Then… Can I wait at the door? I won’t make any noise. I’ll just wait quietly. I want to go in and see Father as soon as Physician Cheng finishes treating him.”
“Alright,” Xiumei nodded.
With the noise outside gone, Wei Ruo continued to focus entirely on the work in her hands.
When the last bit of rotten flesh had been removed, Physician Cheng quickly handed over the hemostatic and anti-inflammatory medicine he had just prepared for Wei Ruo to apply.
Wei Ruo spread the medicine evenly over the wound but did not bandage it.
Then she began treating the other, newer injuries. Compared to the old wound, these were much easier to handle. For the shallow wounds, Wei Ruo simply applied medicine. For the deeper ones, Wei Ruo stitched them up, sewing the wounds closed.
After the external wounds were treated, it was time to administer internal medicine.
Wei Ruo wrote a prescription and handed it to Physician Cheng. He studied it for quite a while before speaking with a mixture of admiration and concern.
“This prescription is rather risky. Isn’t the amount of chuanwu a bit too high?”
The aconitine contained in chuanwu is extremely toxic—too much of it could kill a person outright.
Wei Ruo’s prescription contained an excessive amount of chuanwu, but it also included other toxic herbs meant to counterbalance its poison. It was, in every sense, a very dangerous formula.
“I know,” Wei Ruo said. “But taking a dangerous gamble may still leave us a sliver of hope.”
Physician Cheng frowned and pondered for a moment before nodding. “You’re right. At a time like this, we cannot be too rigid about the rules written in medical texts.”
He then asked Wei Ruo, “Should this prescription be issued under my name, or…?”
“I would trouble Physician Cheng to obtain the medicine under your name,” Wei Ruo replied. “And please do not mention today’s events to anyone outside. If something goes wrong, you may place the responsibility on me. If nothing happens, I ask that you help keep this matter secret.”
“That will not do,” Physician Cheng said firmly. “If something happens, I will never reveal your involvement. With Lord Wei’s condition, even if I treated him myself, saving him would be unlikely. As physicians, we do our utmost and keep a clear conscience before Heaven and Earth. If a patient cannot be saved, then it cannot be helped. I can bear the reputation of a physician who lost a patient.”
Wei Ruo felt deeply moved. “Let’s save him first. We can discuss this matter later.”
This was not the time to argue with Physician Cheng. Saving the patient came first; everything else could be discussed afterward.
Wei Ruo then said to him, “I plan to perform another set of acupuncture on my father to stabilize his vital energy and help disperse the blood stasis.”
The acupuncture procedure required even more concentration than removing the rotten flesh earlier. It demanded complete focus and could not tolerate any disturbance.
Physician Cheng nodded. “I’ll give this prescription to my apprentice and have him fetch the medicine. If you’re going to perform acupuncture, I’ll stay here and stand guard so no one disturbs you.”
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