Chapter 11: Miraculous Skills

A white cloth was laid out, filled with grooves, and various instruments were inserted into them. The moment they were revealed, they dazzled the eyes; stainless steel was something that people of this era could hardly imagine. It must be said that once the surgical instruments were displayed, everyone felt that the matter was reliable. Without experience in this field, how could one have these instruments? Little did they know that these things were bought by Chen Xie during his school days, a mandatory purchase for graduation. He never thought they would come in handy here.

The most worrying thing for Chen Xie didn't happen. Perhaps the people of this era had no resistance to anesthetics, and the anesthetic took effect in just a few minutes after the patient drank it, causing him to faint. Chen Xie breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got to work. A white cloth was laid over the surgical area, and only Mr. Yu and Dr. Liu Gaoming remained in the room. According to Chen Xie's requirements, Mr. Yu was responsible for wiping his sweat, while Dr. Liu Gaoming was an observer. They didn't have white coats, and there was no time to be particular. They were just a makeshift team, with a rudimentary operating table and two assistants who were of little help.

After disinfecting with alcohol and locating the area, Chen Xie focused his mind and made the first incision.

Despite having no practical experience, the surgery went relatively smoothly, at least without any major issues. Chen Xie, being cautious, spent nearly forty-five minutes completing this simple surgical procedure. After removing the appendix, it was clear that it was full of pus. If surgery had not been performed, it would have ruptured, which could have been fatal.

Throughout the process, Dr. Liu Gaoming held his breath, not daring to exhale, and carefully observed every detail. Mr. Yu stood to one side, ready to hand over a handkerchief whenever Chen Xie needed it. To be honest, these two assistants were not very helpful. If he could train a few nurses, it would have been much easier.

"Bring in another bed, move the patient over, and have someone clean the operating table," Chen Xie's words were now golden rules. After witnessing such miraculous skills, both Dr. Liu Gaoming and Mr. Yu were in awe. This was happening right before their eyes, something unimaginable. They had only read about the legends of Hua Tuo in medical books, but now it was happening in front of them.

"Miracle doctor, miracle doctor!" Dr. Liu Gaoming muttered to himself, while Mr. Yu had to go and call for help. After everything was done, the patient was still unconscious. The anesthetic was quite effective, Chen Xie thought, and he began to prepare an intravenous drip with a small dose of penicillin to prevent infection. He didn't have a tetanus shot, so he decided to leave that out, hoping for the best.

Acting as both doctor and nurse, Chen Xie was quite exhausted and sat down to catch his breath. The patient's parents came in, and the elderly couple, seeing their son was fine, knelt down and kowtowed. Chen Xie, who was most impatient with this, frowned and said, "Don't kneel. I'm a doctor, and saving lives is my duty. If you keep kowtowing, I won't take care of your son anymore."

Hearing this, the couple quickly got up, and Mr. Yu added, "I say, you should hurry and find some silver. The miracle doctor has been busy, and you saw that medicine bottle, right? It costs no less than thirty taels of silver. This is money for saving a life."

The couple was stunned. Could they sell everything they owned and still not get twenty taels of silver? They were simple farmers, a large family living off the land, barely able to have a full meal once a year. How could they come up with the silver? But they couldn't afford to skimp on the money; the miracle doctor had saved their son's life.

Chen Xie watched their faces and sighed inwardly. This deal was definitely a loss. It would have been better to be more generous. He had never had the chance to perform surgery before, and now he had a live patient, so it wasn't a complete loss, and he might even make a profit.

"Forget it! I can see they're not well-off. Since we've met, saving lives is a doctor's duty. Let's put the money aside for now. I have some instructions to give, and you must remember them..." Chen Xie explained the precautions, leaving someone to care for the patient, and said that the patient could only eat liquid food after passing gas.

Dr. Liu took notes on a small notebook, and Chen Xie let him do as he pleased, thinking it was a good thing that he wanted to learn.

After cleaning up the instruments and checking that the IV was finished, Chen Xie was about to leave when Mr. Yu appeared at the door, holding a wild ginseng root, accompanied by Dr. Liu. They both bowed respectfully, and Mr. Yu presented the wild ginseng, saying, "Huishuntang sincerely invites the miracle doctor to stay. This wild ginseng is a token of our respect. Rest assured, there won't be much to do, only when Dr. Liu can't treat a patient will we ask for your help, and there will be additional compensation. If you can spare some time to guide my son, we will offer additional gifts."

Chen Xie then noticed a young man of about seventeen or eighteen standing behind them. It seemed that Mr. Yu wanted to find a medical teacher for his son. Dr. Liu also added, "Yu Lian has been interested in medicine since childhood and has studied under me for years. Unfortunately, my skills are limited, and I have misled him. I beg the miracle doctor to take him as a disciple. I am willing to follow the disciple's etiquette and learn from the miracle doctor."

Seeing two people wanting to become disciples, Chen Xie was a bit taken aback. But looking at the wild ginseng, he felt as if a pile of money was waving at him, and he couldn't resist the temptation. What should he do?

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Xie took the wild ginseng and said, "Alright, the path of medicine is endless, and what I know is just a drop in the ocean. In the future, we will learn from each other, and I will do my best to teach you both."

With these words, Chen Xie felt at ease, put the wild ginseng in his bag, and Mr. Yu was overjoyed, saying, "No, no, we must respect the heavens, the emperor, the parents, and the teacher. We will choose a good day for my son to formally become a disciple and hold a banquet to inform the whole city."

What a cunning businessman! Chen Xie could only think this. This guy was probably trying to use Chen Xie's name to boost Huishuntang's reputation. But Chen Xie didn't care; with the wild ginseng in hand, he was willing to take a small loss.

"This is fine. I live in the Zhang family's house in the city. When you're ready, just let me know." Although he had no intention of becoming a professional doctor in the Ming Dynasty, Chen Xie wouldn't refuse the benefits. Especially the reputation, which was always good to have more of.

Back at the Zhang family's house, when he mentioned this to Zhang Yao and Zhou Shi, they both said it was a good thing. Zhang Yao, in particular, was proud of Chen Xie.

The news of the miracle doctor, who had returned from abroad and performed surgery like Hua Tuo, saving lives with ease, spread throughout the city in just half a day. Combined with the news that he could treat tuberculosis, a miracle doctor's image was formed.

Chen Xie didn't have to sit in the clinic, but the next morning, Yu Lian appeared at the Zhang family's door, standing with his hands hanging down, saying he had come to serve his master. This move left Chen Xie no choice but to come out and meet him, and they went to Huishuntang again. Chen Xie didn't see patients but first checked on the patient, who was doing well, and gave him some more antibiotics. The patient was almost recovered.

His parents were extremely grateful, but Chen Xie, with Yu Lian, came to the front of the hall. Dr. Liu, who was seeing patients, quickly stood up and respectfully reported the patients' conditions. Chen Xie's knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine was limited, so he just nodded and pretended to understand. Since it wasn't a serious illness, even if the wrong medicine was given, it wouldn't necessarily be fatal.

After spending the morning, Chen Xie took the opportunity to teach Yu Lian some basics of Western medicine, a kind of introductory lesson. He told Yu Lian that what he said must not be shared outside, as it was a secret of the school. Yu Lian took it seriously, raised his hand, and swore to keep it secret. In this era, learning a secret skill from a master was a rare and significant event, and he couldn't be too serious about it.

After a few days, Chen Xie found himself a bit bored. There were no serious patients, and no one came to see him that Dr. Liu couldn't handle. With Chen Xie at Huishuntang, business was booming. Every day, there was a long queue, and Chen Xie let Yu Lian sit in the clinic with him, watching them work while thinking that this wasn't fun for long. He needed an excuse to leave and sell the wild ginseng.

In the evening, he found Zhang Yao and said, "We don't have much medicine left, so I need to go out to sea to get more. This trip will take a month at most, and fifteen days at least." This meant he needed to go out to sea to get medicine.

Zhang Yao didn't ask why he needed to go out to sea or how he would do it. People need to have some secrets, right? She repeatedly warned him to be careful and then let him go. Chen Xie was secretly relieved by Zhang Yao's understanding. He was afraid of encountering a gossipy person who would keep asking questions, making it hard to explain. No, he needed to think of a way to move out of the Zhang family's house; this wasn't a long-term solution.

With a plan in mind, Chen Xie started preparing to leave. He went to Huishuntang and told them he was going to gather medicine. In short, he was a miracle doctor, and no one dared to argue. Yu Lian and Dr. Liu had to respectfully see him off.

Leaving Dengzhou City, Chen Xie raised his hand and called to the shuttle 9527, "9527, I want to return to modern society."

The watch vibrated, displaying a message: "Understood, stand firm!" A vortex appeared in the air, and Chen Xie was sucked in. When he stood steady again, he was in his rented apartment. He was already numb to the shuttle's magic, so he quickly went downstairs and headed to the largest traditional Chinese medicine store in the city, Qian's Pharmacy.

In modern society, traditional Chinese medicine was declining, but there were still some good practitioners. Qian's Pharmacy in Jiangcheng was said to have a 300-year-old tradition. Because it had saved countless lives, it wasn't destroyed during the Cultural Revolution.

Chen Xie went to the pharmacy and headed for the doctor's office. There were few people seeing traditional Chinese doctors these days, so Dr. Qian Sizhang wasn't very busy. Chen Xie waited for ten minutes and then sat in front of the doctor.

"Young man, what's wrong?" Dr. Qian Sizhang, in his fifties, had learned medicine from his father as a child and was well-known in the field. He had repeatedly refused invitations from large city hospitals and stayed in his pharmacy.

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