The biggest obstacle to medical treatment is not the disease, but the person.
It sounds treasonous to bleed the emperor, which is something Empress Wu and the imperial doctors would never allow.
In the main hall, Queen Wu stared at Li Qinzai unkindly, and then looked at Li Ji.
Li Ji lowered his head and said nothing, his expression indifferent.
The nearly seventy-year-old man, with a lifetime of meritorious service and reputation, as well as the head on his neck, were all bets on Li Qinzai at this moment.
Li Ji didn't know how Li Qinzai treated the emperor. He simply trusted his grandson.
Since the advent of the Divine Arm Bow, Li Ji has noticed that his grandson has been completely transformed. Since then, Li Qinzai has made meritorious deeds again and again, creating some novel gadgets that he has never seen before.
A veteran general who has experienced hundreds of battles, his intuition is very sensitive, both on the battlefield and in life. Li Ji intuitively believed that his grandson might really have a way to cure the emperor.
Before a war begins, both sides have a 50-50 victory. So as a general who commands the entire army, how can he win this half? In addition to being cautious, you must also have a gambling spirit.
It is not surprising to use battlefield thinking to explain Li Ji's actions today.
The old general is also playing a dangerous game today to bring peace and prosperity to the family.
Li Qinzai was very calm at the moment. When Li Zhi was critically ill, if he was impulsive and argued with the imperial doctor, prolonging the situation would only harm Li Zhi's life.
What he wanted was a quick solution and quick treatment.
Not bothering to pay attention to the clamor of the imperial doctor, Li Qinzai looked at Empress Wu. In front of this most powerful woman in history, Li Qinzai bowed and said, "I have no second intention. I just want to save your majesty's life. Please make your decision."
Empress Wu said coldly: "Who did you learn the method of bleeding from the tip of the ear?"
"It doesn't matter who you learned it from, what matters is whether it is useful. If I say another disrespectful word, even if bleeding from the tip of the ear is useless, it will not be more harmful to His Majesty's condition."
The palace was noisy again, and the imperial doctors were scolding and arguing endlessly as if their ancestors' graves had been dug up.
But one of the imperial doctors remained silent and stared at Li Qinzai's face, wanting to speak but stopping.
Li Ji has been watching with cold eyes. The old general has now entered a state of war. He will look for all conditions that are beneficial to his own side and use them to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
The look of the imperial doctor who was hesitant to speak happened to catch Li Ji's eyes.
Li Ji immediately raised his finger and pointed at him: "This imperial physician, what do you want to say? The emperor is critically ill and everything cannot be hidden."
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.
The imperial doctor hesitated for a moment, bowed to Empress Wu, and said: "Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Qin Minghe, your Majesty suffered from wind disease half a year ago. After checking his pulse, I suggested to the Imperial Medical Office that he could consider bleeding the tips of the ears, but the Imperial Medical Office rejected it. Today, Li Shaolang There is also this saying, I think...this method is feasible!"
Li Qinzai's eyes lit up. It turned out that there was a theory of ear tip bleeding in ancient times, but it was denied.
Qin Minghe suddenly fell to the side, catching the other imperial doctors off guard. Everyone looked at him in shock.
Now that Qin Minghe had spoken, he no longer had any scruples, so he said slowly: "Wind disease is caused by wind paralysis. The pulse is weak and floating, mute and unable to speak. The blood energy is lost in the lower part and gathers in the upper part, so there are dizziness, dizziness, and vomiting." If you are suffering from coma, if you release a little of the blood collected in your head, your Majesty can wake up."
"After Your Majesty fell ill with wind disease, I thought about it for half a year before I came to this conclusion. What Li Shaolang just said is true. At this time, the main thing is to treat Your Majesty. You might as well try this method. Even if it doesn't work, it won't hurt Your Majesty."
Queen Wu's expression was solemn, but she could no longer utter any scolding words. At this time, she began to waver.
The other imperial doctors immediately pointed the finger at Qin Minghe, yelling at him for his rebellion.
Empress Wu suddenly asked: "If Qin's method is not feasible, is there any way to wake up His Majesty?"
The doctors suddenly fell silent.
If we had a way, why would we be idle and scolding people? We would have saved the emperor and made meritorious service to receive the reward.
Empress Wu said coldly: "Since you have no other way, then no matter how ridiculous the only way is, you have to try it, otherwise, why can't you just watch His Majesty Long Yubintian succeed?"
The imperial doctors were speechless.
Empress Wu then looked at Li Ji and Li Qinzai. After a long while, she said in a deep voice: "You can try bleeding from the tips of your ears. Even if you can't save your majesty, you won't offend the Li family. Please relax, sir."
Li Ji felt relieved, lowered his head and said, "Old minister, thank you for your magnanimity."
Li Qinzai sighed secretly.
The charm of Empress Wu's determination to kill is indeed not inferior to that of a man. No wonder she can become the only empress in history.
Then Empress Wu pointed at Qin Minghe and said: "You are the imperial physician, and you are more measured than Li Qinzai in your actions. It is you who will bleed the tips of the ears."
Qin Minghe hurriedly responded.
Empress Wu then said to Li Qinzai: "You came up with the method. You can go to your majesty's bed with Qin Minghe and have a dialectical discussion before injecting the needle for diagnosis and treatment."
Li Qinzai also hurriedly responded.
So Li Qinzai and Qin Minghe walked towards the head of the palace.
Today, Li Zhi was dealing with government affairs. In addition to communicating with Li Qinzai, Li Zhi also had many things to do. When he suddenly fainted, he happened to fall in front of the table in Chengxiang Hall.
The palace people did not dare to move Li Zhi, so Li Zhi was still lying on the couch in the palace.
Li Qinzai and Qin Minghe walked lightly to Li Zhi's body and saw that Li Zhi's face was red, he was clenching his teeth even though he was unconscious, and there was a layer of sweat on his cheeks. A eunuch next to him was carefully wiping his sweat.
Li Qinzai quickly looked at Qin Minghe. Qin Minghe cupped his hands and said, "May I ask, Mr. Li, where to insert the needle for bleeding from the tip of the ear?"
Li Qinzai scratched his head. Bloodletting from the tip of the ear is considered a first-aid measure for patients with high blood pressure. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause.
As for where to start, his memory was a bit fuzzy. He vaguely remembered that when watching TV in his previous life, a science and education program mentioned a few words. In the fifteenth century in Europe, this was how patients with hypertension were treated. There was a certain scientific reason for it, but It is not as miraculous as acupuncture can cure the disease.
After trying to remember for a long time, Li Qinzai stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Li Zhi's ears with his fingers. He kept rubbing and pinching to make the blood in the ears smooth and active.
After rubbing it for a long time, Li Qinzai motioned to Qin Minghe to take out a long needle, first put it on a candle to bake it for disinfection, and then wiped the long needle clean.
Pointing to a point above Li Zhi's auricle, Li Qinzai said: "Put a needle here to let blood flow. Let's try it first."
Qin Minghe took a closer look and said: "It is indeed the Erjian point. The Erjian point corresponds to the symptoms of wind, fire, phlegm, and blood stasis in the internal organs. It is in line with dialectical principles..."
Li Qinzai said speechlessly: "Physician Qin, we are treating diseases now, not attending classes. Can you quickly administer the needle?"
Qin Minghe snorted, holding a needle in one hand and pricking the acupuncture point on the tip of Li Zhi's ear.
The needle penetrated one or two millimeters into the tip of the ear, but no bleeding was seen.
Li Qinzai vaguely remembered that after acupuncture, he had to squeeze out the blood with his hands.
The so-called "bloodletting" sounds very serious, but it is actually a bit exaggerated. It does not take half a basin of blood with one injection, and it does not mean killing so many pigs.
In fact, after acupuncture, you have to squeeze with your hands, and at most, only five to ten drops of blood can be squeezed out.
After squeezing out the blood, Li Qinzai signaled Qin Minghe to switch to the other ear and continue bleeding.
After both ears were bled, the blood on Li Zhi's cheeks, which was lying on the couch, disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to normal color after a while.
Li Qinzai and Qin Minghe had been staring at Li Zhi's face with fear. Seeing that Li Zhi's face looked normal, Qin Minghe slapped his thigh suddenly and said excitedly: "It works! Bloodletting works! Haha, Your Majesty is a lucky man!"
Li Qinzai's nerves were still tense and his complexion had recovered. The matter was not over until he woke up.
Not knowing how to wake Li Zhi up, he simply stretched out his thumb and pressed the Renzhong point under Li Zhi's nose.
I don’t care whether it’s useful or not. You can’t kill someone anyway. Isn’t that how it was done on TV in previous lives?
While Qin Minghe was stunned, Li Qinzai pressed down on Li Zhi's philtrum.
Li Zhi, who was in a coma, grunted in pain.
Everyone in the palace heard this groan, and Qin Minghe said ecstatically: "Wake up! Your Majesty is awake!"
Seeing Li Zhi slowly opening his eyes, Li Qinzai's heart finally dropped to the ground. After he relaxed, he almost collapsed on the ground.
Well, finally there is no need to kill everyone.
Li Qinzai, whose legs were weak, was still standing numbly beside Li Zhi's couch, but everyone in the palace bowed with joy on their faces: "Your Majesty, you are a lucky person!"
Among the congratulatory crowd, Li Ji calmly raised his hand to stroke his beard, but the cold sweat on his forehead continued to flow.
Only he knows best how much psychological pressure Li Ji has endured for Li Qinzai today.
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