Chapter 233 - Mandala Poisoning! (1/2)

After transcribing the entire prescription, Fang Qiu knew immediately why this prescription could treat this illness, what roles each ingredient played, and what train of thought was adopted to treat the symptoms.

Very soon, he finished.

The prescription was given to Feng Xuexin.

Feng Xuexin began transcribing. After, he went to get the medicine for the patient.

Xu Miaolin remained there receiving patients.

And Fang Qiu sat right next to him, transcribing.

After seeing five or six patients, another woman came to the clinic with very similar symptoms.

Xu Miaolin conducted the four diagnoses carefully and gave a similar prescription.

Seeing this, Fang Qiu began to transcribe at once.

During the transcription, he was surprised to see that the prescription was almost identical to the previous one with one ingredient replaced, and the dosage of some ingredients was adjusted.

As he was transcribing, he recalled the previous prescription, compared the two, and secretly analyzed the different dosage and that different ingredient.

Without a doubt, he understood a lot after some thorough analysis.

Fang Qiu remarked inwardly. “It is indeed the only way all Chinese medicine apprentices must take.”

“Although it doesn’t seem to be very useful and has no real tie to those who just transcribe to complete the work, prescription transcription is a great shortcut for those who really want to learn Chinese medicine and are willing to put effort into it. It combines the essence of practical exercise, theoretical analysis, and experience inheritance.”

As he thought of this, he transcripted more and more carefully.

When he came across some confusing part, he couldn’t help pausing to think about it carefully. He would resume only after he had thought it through.

Over here, seeing how careful and entranced Fang Qiu was during the transcription, Xu Miaolin didn’t disturb. Whenever Fang Qiu paused to think about his doubts, Xu Miaolin would take the initiative to chat with the patient, buying some time for Fang Qiu to ponder.

However, Fang Qiu had only transcripted several prescriptions, completely immersed in the joy of study, when a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came.

“Help! Help!”

“Doctor! Doctor!”

Footsteps, accompanied by a panic call, immediately reached Fang Qiu’s ear.

Hearing the cry, Fang Qiu, Xu Miaolin, and Feng Xuexin rose to look at once.

They saw a group of people rushing towards them. Over a dozen of them appeared odd and each of them was grabbed by four or five sturdy men.

They took a closer look.

One of them with a strong build was struggling like crazy, waving his arms and throwing his legs, suppressed by five big men. The five big guys could barely keep him under control.

Next to them, another strong man was held by four big guys, tied up with some bedsheet. This man was shambling, not as crazy as the other. His mouth was open, shouting loudly for a moment and then gazing blankly with vomit coming out from time to time.

Looking at another one, he found a shirtless man among them. His stomach was heaving and his breath rapid with a constant noise coming from his throat. His body twitched like crazy despite being held by several strong men.

After a grave glance, Fang Qiu noticed a woman among the crowd.

Her face was flushed, pupils big, breath short, and consciousness unclear. She seemed manic, beating and kicking the people who were trying to hold her.

Seeing this, the trio changed their face…

Fang Qiu asked Feng Xuexin at once, “Is there any respirator?”

“Yes,” answered Feng Xuexin. He rushed to the medicine cabinet and took out a respirator.

Without a word, Fang Qiu rushed forward, forced open the mouth of the shirtless man with the odd breathing noise, and stuck in the respirator.

Feng Xuexin followed closely and guided the relatives to bring the patient to the side.

Over here, Xu Miaolin advanced to inquire about the situation.

Fang Qiu helped the people to keep the crazy patients under control.

As soon as the patients were under control, Fang Qiu asked immediately, “What’s happening?”

“It looks like some kind of food poisoning but the patients are too manic to deal with,” said Xu Miaolin.

When Fang Qiu was helping control the crazy patients, he had gathered much information.

Fang Qiu was confused. “Food poisoning?”

“Yeah.” Xu Miaolin nodded and said, “According to their colleagues, these patients all suddenly fell ill after lunch. The exact cause is not clear.”

Fang Qiu frowned. “This symptom…”

“What’s on your mind?” Xu Miaolin asked at once, “Mandala?”

“Yeah.” Fang Qiu nodded and answered, “Based on the current situation, the symptoms of these patients seem like mandala poisoning.”

He remembered it well.

It was recorded clearly in the “Canon of Poison” gifted by Zhang Xinming that mandala was a highly toxic plant with poison in its flowers, leaves, stems, roots, and seeds. The toxin in the seeds was the strongest. It would be absorbed by mouth and gastric mucous membrane within half an hour to two hours after consumption and the poisoning symptoms would appear.

Patients suffering from mandala poisoning might become emotionally agitated with other symptoms.

Just then…

“Help me… ”

“What are you doing? Don’t beat me!”

“Why don’t you talk?”

The man tied up by a bed sheet began shouting all of a sudden as soon as he was pinned down on a bench.

“It is extremely serious. We can’t afford any delay.”

Xu Miaolin immediately started.

“Master Xu.”

Fang Qiu hurriedly shouted with a very serious face, “Let me do it.”

Xu Miaolin was surprised.

Gazing at Fang Qiu, he suddenly came to some realization and asked, “Are you sure?”

Fang Qiu nodded.

“Okay.”

Xu Miaolin took one step back immediately.

Seeing this, Feng Xuexin was startled.

The situation was critical. There were 13 patients and all of them looked severe.

In such an urgent situation, how could Xu Miaolin leave the diagnosis and treatment to Fang Qiu?