Volume One, Chapter 10: A Healer's Compassion, A Small Test of Skill
“Where is this person?”
“He went to the Astronomical Observation Tower!”
Upon hearing the guard’s words, Ge Hong, dressed in white, frowned and headed toward the tower.
The Imperial Tiger Tally of the Heavenly Observation Army had always been personally held by successive emperors of Dayu.
Since the Heavenly Sage Emperor was still alive, it had never been handed over to Emperor Qingli.
But with the Heavenly Sage Emperor’s passing yesterday, the Tiger Tally should now be in Emperor Qingli’s hands.
However, as the Retired Emperor had just passed away, Emperor Qingli ought to be in the palace mourning.
Only after all the princes return to the capital within seven days will the princes and princesses collectively enter the palace to observe the mourning period.
According to the royal burial customs of Dayu, a mourning period of twenty-one days must be observed before the funeral procession and burial.
With these thoughts, Ge Hong hurried to the Astronomical Observation Tower.
Outside the tower, the area was packed with members of the Heavenly Observation Bureau.
Ye Chen stood among the crowd, peering inside.
On the first floor of the tower lay a stunningly beautiful young girl, pale and resting on a medical bed.
Her chest, abdomen, and legs were marred by numerous open wounds.
The most severe injury was on her leg, where the bone was exposed.
Three people stood by her bedside.
From the murmurs around, Ye Chen discerned their identities.
The woman was Elder Li Zixun of the Celestial Medicine Sect; beside her stood Ling Aotian, the sect’s senior disciple.
The figure with his back to the door was Jun Moyan, the top disciple of the Heavenly Observation Bureau.
The three were preparing to begin treatment, and Ye Chen watched closely.
He wished to see how the medical arts here compared to the traditional Chinese medicine of Huaxia.
In fact, ancient Huaxia medicine also included surgical methods, categorized into three types.
Cleaning and suturing of open wounds was called “Golden Wound” treatment.
Cutting away necrotic tissue and surgeries within the chest and abdomen fell under “Carving and Cutting.”
Treatment of suppurating, rotten wounds and scraping away pus and decayed flesh was known as “Ulcer Medicine.”
Hearing these familiar terms, Ye Chen was certain that the medical knowledge here shared roots with Huaxia’s traditions.
As the crowd discussed, Ye Chen quietly observed the trio prepare for surgery.
After anesthetizing the patient with a medicinal decoction, Elder Li prepared to suture the wounds.
“Wait!” Ye Chen frowned and suddenly spoke up.
Everyone was startled and turned to look at him.
Ge Hong was especially puzzled, not understanding what the Ninth Prince meant.
“The patient has multiple fractures and bone dislocations. Before suturing, the bones must be properly realigned.”
From the moment he saw the patient, Ye Chen had noticed many broken bones.
If he were to treat her, the priority would be realigning the fractures—a practice known in Huaxia medicine as bone setting.
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