Chapter 89 Xiao Awakening
Jiang Shu blinked and turned to look at Jiang Mu and Jiang Ning. When he saw the surprised expressions on their faces, he knew he was right.
"Why does my sister frown as soon as she feeds me the medicine?" Jiang Ning was surprised.
Mother Jiang said clearly: "Your father is afraid of suffering and doesn't like to take medicine. He must be suffering."
Hearing this, Jiang Shu hurriedly gave him another spoonful of medicine.
Sure enough, Father Jiang's brows wrinkled again and his eyelids moved.
Jiang Ning looked excited and wanted to grab the medicine bowl and drink it for Father Jiang.
This will definitely wake up his father directly.
As spoonfuls of soup were fed in, Father Jiang's eyebrows and eyes moved more and more, and his fingers even trembled slightly.
"Your father is about to wake up. Go and call Doctor Chen." Jiang's mother ordered Jiang Ning with great joy.
Jiang Ning turned around and was about to leave, but Jiang Shu quickly told her: "Take the smile off your face and don't let anyone see it."
Jiang's father's condition is still unclear and it is not appropriate for anyone to know.
Jiang Ning coughed, calmed down her expression, put on a sad look again, and quietly went to ask for Dr. Chen.
Knowing that Father Jiang was shaking and about to wake up due to the bitterness of the medicine, Doctor Chen asked Jiang Ning to open Father Jiang's mouth and stuff a piece of Coptis chinensis into it without saying a word.
When the bitter taste of coptis melted in his mouth, Father Jiang's eyebrows trembled violently, and his fingers vibrated desperately, as if trying to break through the restraints.
Four people and eight eyes stared at Father Jiang expectantly, secretly encouraging him.
Finally, Father Jiang opened his eyes, opened his mouth tremblingly, and struggled to spit out the Coptis chinensis in his mouth.
"It's amazing. It's the first time I've seen a comatose person wake up from pain." Doctor Chen clicked his tongue.
Jiang's father had just woken up and his mind was still unclear. He stared blankly at the ceiling of the tent with his brows knitted in pain.
Jiang's mother picked up the Coptis chinensis spit out by Jiang's father, brought tea and dipped it in cotton cloth to wash Jiang's father's mouth.
After washing it several times, he fed Father Jiang a cup of tea with a spoon. Father Jiang's brows gradually relaxed.
"Sir, please see if there is something wrong with my father." Jiang Shu pulled Jiang's mother out of the way and let Dr. Chen make a diagnosis.
Doctor Chen first felt for his pulse, then placed his hand in front of Father Jiang's eyes and moved it left and right.
Father Jiang's eyes followed Doctor Chen's hand. When Doctor Chen took a piece of coptis and wanted to feed it to him, Father Jiang's eyes widened and he shook his head.
"Dad's head can move." Jiang Ning said in surprise.
Doctor Chen took back the coptis and looked happy: "Your Majesty is no longer seriously ill. He will be able to speak after a short rest. All he needs to do is take medicine and rest."
"Thank you, sir." Jiang Shu and the others bowed to express their gratitude.
Doctor Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Your mission will be completed once I wake up. I also ask the girl to arrange a carriage to take me back to the palace tomorrow."
"It's natural. Your Excellency, you can rest peacefully for the night. I will send someone to take you back to the palace early tomorrow morning." Jiang Shu responded repeatedly.
Finally, he asked again: "Please help me keep my father's awakening a secret."
"Well, go and call the medical lady here. I'll give her some important instructions." Doctor Chen looked happy, happy to be able to leave tomorrow.
Jiang Ning suppressed her smile again and called Doctor Fang with a sullen face.
Mrs. Chen told Dr. Fang everything about how to treat, what to pay attention to, how to help Father Jiang recover as soon as possible, etc.
Finally, Dr. Chen asked, "Do you know how to prick acupuncture points with silver needles?"
Doctor Fang nodded implicitly: "I know a little bit about it."
"Then do you think I can remember how many days I've been using acupuncture?"
"I probably remember it."
"Okay, come and give me the acupuncture." Doctor Chen asked Jiang Ning to help Jiang's father up.
Although Father Jiang was awake and could move his head, he could not speak yet and could not move his body very much. He watched helplessly as Dr. Fang approached him with a silver needle and wanted to prick him in the head.
He wanted to resist, but as soon as his head moved, Jiang Ning held him down.
"Dad, this is a silver needle acupuncture point. It can help you quickly regain your consciousness and move around."
Jiang's father opened his eyes wide and puffed out his nostrils.
Pricking an needle into your head will hurt so much, let go of that bastard!
Knowing that a husband is better than his wife, Mother Jiang warned her gently: "Master, you have been in a coma for almost ten days. If it weren't for the silver needle pricking the acupuncture point, you might not even be able to wake up."
Upon hearing this, Jiang's father couldn't resist anymore and closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Doctor Fang had only pricked people with needles in the past. This was the first time she pricked a person's head, and she was a little afraid to do it.
Doctor Chen saw this and reminded him in a low voice: "Find the right acupuncture point to apply the acupuncture, and do it steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly. Don't be afraid of hesitation."
After hearing this, Dr. Fang took a deep breath, forcibly calmed her mind, looked at the acupuncture points, and followed Dr. Chen's previous method to perform the acupuncture.
Dr. Chen watched carefully and guided the order of acupuncture and the depth of the acupuncture.
After a few injections, Dr. Fang relaxed and started giving injections more and more decisively and accurately.
"Very good, he is a good candidate to study medicine." Doctor Chen nodded appreciatively.
Father Jiang opened his eyes, and it seemed that the pain was not as unbearable as expected.
After applying acupuncture on the head, Dr. Chen instructed Dr. Fang to apply acupuncture on Father Jiang's broken leg to stimulate bone recovery.
After one pass, Dr. Fang's technique was precise and there were no mistakes.
"She is a good doctor with superb medical skills. You can rest assured to let her treat your father." Dr. Chen spoke highly of the doctor Fang.
"Your Excellency, this is a compliment." Doctor Fang bowed humbly.
In the past few days, she had learned a lot from Dr. Chen. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she had learned from her master.
Doctor Chen was very satisfied with Doctor Fang's humble attitude and said happily: "You and I are destined to be together, so this set of silver needles is given to you."
Doctor Fang was flattered and quickly thanked her again.
Doctor Chen smiled, packed up his medical box and went back to the house to rest.
While waiting for the needle to be removed, Jiang Shu and the other three discussed with Dr. Fang how to secretly take care of Father Jiang without anyone noticing.
Although the servants left to serve Jiang's father in the courtyard are all trustworthy, there are nearly a hundred servants guarding Jiang's house, so there is no guarantee that there will be no spies from others.
"Everything else is fine. The most difficult thing is eating." Doctor Fang frowned.
Jiang Shu pondered and said: "From now on, my mother and my brother will eat in the house instead. On the grounds that my mother has a cold and a cough, I asked the kitchen to send more porridge and soup."
Jiang's father had just woken up and was extremely weak. He could only eat porridge and soup for the first few days.
Listening to their words, Father Jiang wanted to ask what happened and why they were so vigilant.
He struggled to open his mouth and said: "Hungry..."
As soon as this word came out, everyone was stunned.
Father Jiang himself was stunned. What he wanted to say just now was clearly not this.
"Sister, did you hear that? Dad can talk now." Jiang Ning looked surprised.
Mother Jiang said distressedly: "Your father is hungry. Go to the kitchen and ask for a bowl of porridge and soup."
"Okay, I'll go right away and just say I didn't have enough to eat tonight."
Jiang Ning was just growing up and would often be hungry at night, so ordering a midnight snack would not arouse anyone's suspicion.
Looking at Jiang Ning's leaving figure and thinking of the porridge and soup they talked about, Jiang's father swallowed.
He was indeed hungry.
Although he was fed soup every day during the days when he was in coma, he could only barely survive and could not fill his stomach. As soon as he regained consciousness, Father Jiang felt hungry and dizzy.
Jiang Ning came back quickly. As soon as she opened the food box she was carrying, the aroma of porridge wafted out.
Jiang's father moved his index finger when he heard it, and shouted: "I'm hungry... eat."
