After someone knocked on the door of Huo Mansion, there was a sound.
"Huainan Gu Beichuan, come here for treatment."
When the old housekeeper heard this, his face glowed with joy and he said, "Gu Beichuan, this is a good name."
"The doctor invited by the Holy Spirit is here, and he will definitely take a good look at the Marquis."
Hearing this, Huo Qiji looked a little better and said, "In that case, let's invite them in."
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Not long after Gu Beichuan and Li Dongbi waited outside the door, a servant opened the door and welcomed them in at the same time.
Gu Beichuan looked around the Huo Mansion, feeling curious.
Brother, he said that his old friend was the legendary champion 20 years ago!
Therefore, this so-called son of an old friend is naturally the son of the champion.
Such a status, even in Qiandu where there are as many nobles as dogs and courtiers everywhere, is extremely valuable.
For the mansion of such a legendary figure, even a well-informed person like Gu Beichuan can't help but take a second look.
Soon after, the two men, led by the Huo family's servants, finally arrived at the door of Huo Qiji's room.
The servant tiptoed forward and knocked on the door cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people inside.
Immediately, the door was opened by an old man, who was the old housekeeper of Huo Mansion.
After the old housekeeper opened the door, his eyes fell on Gu Beichuan, and the joy on his face suddenly solidified.
But he didn't say anything, he just stepped aside and let them in.
Gu Beichuan was a little surprised by the other party's expression, but he didn't take it to heart.
He took a step forward and walked into the room with Li Dongbi.
Suddenly, a pungent smell of herbs hit my face.
Li Dongbi has been practicing medicine for many years and has long been accustomed to this kind of situation, so his expression remains unchanged.
Gu Beichuan shrugged his nose slightly, but didn't care much.
Then, a young man with pale lips and a face as golden as paper appeared in front of them.
He was leaning on the hospital bed, his body was weak and his nerves were exhausted, as if he was about to die.
When Gu Beichuan saw this, he frowned immediately.
This symptom is really too serious.
Even Li Dongbi, who has been practicing medicine for a long time, looks ugly.
However, their expressions were not good, and Huo Qiji's expression was not much better either.
He still had some hope for tonight's treatment.
After all, he was a doctor personally invited by Emperor Renxuan, so he might have some unique methods.
However, after meeting, Huo Qiji realized that he was naive.
These two people... are really too young!
Needless to say, Gu Beichuan was only twenty years old.
Li Dongbi is slightly older, but still less than thirty, and can be regarded as a young adult.
In other industries, age is not an important factor.
But medicine is different.
This is an area that requires a lot of time to grind.
The older you are, the longer you spend practicing medicine and seeking medicine, the more patients you come into contact with, and the more difficult and complicated diseases you encounter.
Over time, he developed his own set of medical methods.
Only such people can be called masters of medicine.
Of course, in Daqian, if you want to become a master of medicine, talent and hard work are both indispensable.
Most people can only become ordinary doctors, or even barefoot doctors who can only treat superficial diseases.
However, this industry still becomes more and more popular as you get older.
Like the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital, there are very few young and middle-aged people, and most of them are elderly.
But they were still helpless with Huo Qiji's lung disease, let alone the two yellow-mouthed children in front of them.
Looking at the ugly faces of the two of them, Huo Qiji gave up all hope for tonight's treatment. He coughed and said, "If you two feel that there is nothing you can do, please go back. There is no need to waste our time."
"After all, I don't have much time left now."
When Gu Beichuan heard this, he shook his head and said: "The symptoms are indeed serious. To put it bluntly, you are already terminally ill. In your current state, Lord Marquis, I would believe you if you say that you will return to the west in the next moment."
When Huo Qiji heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, and said: "You are a doctor, but you are honest. You have never deceived me like those imperial doctors."
"But since I'm here, I have to be entrusted by others, and I have to take a look at things that are loyal to others."
"If we leave without saying a word, wouldn't we become trustworthy people?" Gu Beichuan said.
Li Dongbi also nodded frequently, obviously agreeing with what Gu Beichuan said.
When Huo Qiji heard this, he opened the corners of his dry mouth and smiled, saying, "Let's get started."
Later, Gu Beichuan and Li Dongbi conducted a preliminary inspection on Huo Qiji.
Based on the situation, Gu Beichuan felt that 80% of the cases were pneumonia.
But it's a little different. After all, in later generations, pneumonia can't be so serious, how can it torture people to the point of death.
But Huo Qiji's current symptoms, such as cough, difficulty breathing, soreness and weakness of limbs, dizziness and occasionally high fever, are exactly the same as pneumonia.
For a moment, Gu Beichuan was also a little unsure.
Turning his gaze to Li Dongbi, Li Dongbi shook his head silently when he saw this.
Obviously, he was a little helpless about the situation in front of him.
Gu Beichuan pondered for a long time. In fact, Marquis Zhengyang told him that it didn't matter if he was put to death. He could just prescribe some allicin to Huo Qiji and then leave.
But..., it is a life after all.
And it’s the fate of the legendary Daqian, Huo Kuanglan’s son!
It shouldn't be so hasty.
After thinking about it, Gu Beichuan decided to tell Huo Qiji about the situation and let him decide whether to take medicine.
"Master Hou, that's it."
"I have a miracle drug that may or may not work for your condition."
"If it works, with some tonics, you should be able to gradually recover."
"If it doesn't work, then the wrong medicine is used. I can't say what the specific consequences will be, but it's likely to be fatal."
"I don't want to take on this responsibility, so I leave the choice to you."
"It's up to you to choose whether to take this medicine or not."
After hearing what Gu Beichuan said, Huo Qiji had no reaction, but the old housekeeper's eyes flickered.
Gu Beichuan's next words were completely ignored by him. He only heard one sentence: "If it works, with some tonics, your body should be able to recover as before."
Two years! Two whole years!
The Marquis has seen countless doctors, but no doctor has ever been able to make such a diagnosis after examining his body.
Usually there is nothing that can be done, or there is nothing that can be done to help.
Therefore, Gu Beichuan's words did bring him a lot of shock and hope.
Maybe... maybe the young man in front of me really has some means to cure their Marquis!
However, Huo Qiji himself was very sober. His long-term despair did not make him take Gu Beichuan's words seriously. He just laughed at himself: "I have less than ten days to live. I don't dare to take any medicine."
