Zhu Jianshen looked at his old father lying on the bed with little air coming in and a lot of air coming out. At this moment, he still felt a little distressed in his heart.
What's going on? I was fine two days ago, why did I suddenly collapse like this?
After a moment of pause, Zhu Jianshen turned around, looked at the kneeling imperial doctors, and said coldly: "That's not what you told me these past two days. Didn't you say that the Emperor was just overtired and could take a short rest?" It will get better, but why is it that now it is so sleepless and the condition is getting worse? Is this how you treat the disease?"
A doctor-patient dispute arose, and his eldest son spoke out.
Most people can't deal with this kind of doctor-patient dispute. This is not just making trouble. It's as simple as beating someone, but it can be fatal.
The imperial doctors started talking about medical scriptures and the secret recipes left by their ancestors...
No one felt they had been given the wrong drug.
Of course, no one dares to admit this at this time.
Each and every one of them cried bitterly, feeling aggrieved, as if they had done nothing wrong, and the fault was that the Emperor, who was lying on the bed terminally ill, had contracted a condition that was not recorded in the medical books.
At this time, Zhu Jianshen, who was worried about his father and was upset, had no time to watch their performance. With an order, more than a dozen soldiers entered the palace, and then directly pulled the crying doctors down.
These imperial doctors are not good at anything else. Those who practice dragon-slaying skills are at their peak. If the imperial hospital is not rectified early, one day I will fall into their hands, and then I will really be unable to survive or die. .
Now there happens to be a reason, it can be regarded as the last love left in the world by the old father Zhu Qizhen for his great son...
The imperial doctors were taken down, but the Emperor still needed treatment. In the early years, Zhu Jianshen asked Zhang Bao to secretly find a group of famous doctors from various places to wait outside the palace gate early. After the imperial doctors were taken down, the second More than a dozen so-called wild men came to the Supreme Emperor's bedside, and each one took turns to step forward to feel the pulse. After taking the pulse, each one was thinking hard.
Zhu Jianshen stood aside and waited for less than half an hour. He saw that none of the doctors came forward to say that he could cure it, so he had to ask himself.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty's pulse is weak at this time. Birds peck at you continuously and then stop, just like a bird pecking at rice. Your pulse is sometimes rapid and sometimes slow. The pulse beats three or five times and then suddenly stops. It comes back after a long time and the rhythm is irregular. Qi, even ordinary people can’t tell the pulse of this person, so they don’t know how to use medicine.”
"Your Majesty, in the opinion of the common people, this is a dead line. It is estimated that within five days, the Supreme Emperor will..."
"No, from the common people's perspective, the Supreme Emperor's pulse should be the Five Absolute Veins. The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic says that if a person suffers from cold in winter, he will suffer from febrile disease in spring; if he suffers from wind in spring, he will suffer from diarrhea in summer; if he suffers from heat in summer, he will suffer from phlegm and malaria in autumn; Damage due to dampness occurs in autumn, and cough occurs in winter. However, the Supreme Emperor's pulse is completely disordered, so there is no doubt that he has an inexhaustible pulse."
These doctors who came from the private sector were also in trouble.
After Zhu Jianshen listened to the words of more than 20 doctors, he summed it up. There were only three words: wait for death.
Zhu Jian sighed deeply and asked one after another: "Does the Supreme Emperor have a chance to wake up..."
Listening to the emperor's inquiry, the doctors remained silent.
After a while, just when Zhu Jianshen was about to give up, a slightly younger doctor spoke.
"Your Majesty, the common people have a set of ancestral acupuncture techniques that you can try. However, the common people have something to say. After the acupuncture method is used, the Emperor may not wake up, and may die immediately, even after waking up. , will not recover, and will die in a few days." biquge.biz
After the young doctor finished speaking, everyone looked at him.
Dare to try such wild tricks on the dragon body, this young doctor still has some courage.
"How sure are you?"
"Your Majesty, it's not enough, less than 30%..." After the young doctor finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, but the words had already been spoken and he could not take them back.
After Zhu Jianshen heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then asked for the last time: "Who among you has a method? Please speak out boldly. Even if there is a mistake, I will not blame you."
The 30% certainty is somewhat low.
Although Zhu Jianshen said this, no one among these doctors dared to stand out.
"In that case, you stay, and the others can leave first." Zhu Jianshen said, pointing to the young doctor.
After the doctor left, it was time for Zhu Jianshen to make a decision. However, because his father was involved, even the emperor could not make his own decision.
He walked out of the palace to find Queen Mother Qian and reported the matter. After hearing Zhu Jianshen's words, Queen Mother Qian, who had always been strong, burst into tears instantly, but she knew that if she did not make a decision, Zhu Qizhen would probably die in his sleep. , and finally Queen Mother Qian agreed to the young doctor’s acupuncture.
After getting the consent of Empress Dowager Qian, Zhu Jianshen asked his mother, Empress Dowager Zhou. Unlike the heartbroken Empress Dowager Qian, Empress Dowager Zhou seemed very calm and agreed decisively.
Then, Zhu Jianshen asked the young doctor to perform acupuncture...
After receiving the order, the young doctor was a little panicked. After calming down for a long time, he took out his things and went to the bedside of the Supreme Emperor.
A silver needle was inserted into the Jingming point, then the Fengchi point, the Wangu point, the Tianzhu point, the Shenting point, the temple point, the Yintang point, and the Shencong point. After half an hour of work, Zhu Qizhen His head had been pricked like a hedgehog. After the acupuncture was finished, the young doctor left the bedside.
"Your Majesty, if the Supreme Emperor wakes up within half an hour, he will wake up. If not, then the Great Luo Immortal will be really helpless."
Zhu Jianshen looked at Zhu Qizhen lying on the bed, then turned his head and glanced at the young doctor: "You go outside first. If the Emperor doesn't wake up after half an hour, you can remove these needles for him." …”
"The common people take your orders." After the young doctor finished speaking, he was led down by Zhao Huanong.
Then, it was a long wait.
In the palace, there were only two empress dowagers and Zhu Jianshen, and everyone else was waiting outside.
Zhu Youluo, Zhu Qizhen's most beloved grandson, was squatting in a corner of the palace. His face was full of exhaustion and his eyes contained endless sadness...
This young man knew that the person who loved him most in the world might leave forever.
When Zhu Youluo was in endless pain and unable to extricate himself, there was a sudden noise at the door of the palace...
"The Emperor is awake, the Emperor is awake..."
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