Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 61 Ding Wang Zhu Cijiong (recommendation ticket requested)

Although the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital were helpless against the plague, they knew the most basic isolation. Liu Hongjian walked to the curtain, and one of the eunuchs handed him a brocade handkerchief.

Liu Hongjian shook his head and walked in. He had taken the antibiotic streptomycin before, and his body was already immune to the plague.

Due to the surrounding curtains, the room was a little dark, and Prince Zhu Cihong was lying on the soft bed in the sleeping hall, seemingly unconscious.

There was an old man squatting in front of Zhu Cilang's bed. Because his view was blocked by him and he couldn't see what the old man was doing, Liu Hongjian was surprised when he approached.

"What are you doing!" Liu Hongjian opened his eyes wide, walked over a few steps and pushed away Imperial Physician Gao.

Imperial Physician Gao was concentrating on using a porcelain bottle to catch the blood from Zhu Cihong's right arm. The boy beside him also covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and helped Imperial Physician Gao with the other hand.

Neither of them noticed that someone came in, so they were suddenly pushed, and the porcelain bottle in Doctor Gao's hand fell to the ground with a clang and shattered, and some black blood in the bottle flowed all over the floor.

"Who are you! How dare you break into the prince's bedroom!" Except for the emperor, it is not polite for anyone to invite the imperial physician to see a doctor. Gao imperial physician can't remember the last time he was pushed and shoved.

"I am An Guobo. I am here to check on the condition of His Highness the Crown Prince by order of the Emperor! You have nothing to do here, so step back!"

"Can you cure this plague?" The imperial physician covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and his voice was a bit rough, but it was still difficult to conceal his surprise.

As an errand in the palace, Imperial Physician Gao has of course heard of An Guobo's name, but you are brave if you are brave. Seeing a doctor and treating a disease is not something that can be done with great strength and skill.

"You don't need to ask about this matter!" Zhu Cihong's arm was still bleeding, Liu Hongjian quickly picked up a silk brocade handkerchief beside the bed and bandaged Zhu Cihong tightly.

If someone can take the blame, I don't have to be the dead ghost. Although Doctor Gao felt that An Guobo was rude, he still appreciated it. He bowed down to salute Liu Hongjian, and then instructed Yaotong to leave with him.

After walking two steps, he seemed to think of something, took out a handkerchief from his waist and handed it to Liu Hongjian. Plague can be transmitted through the air. Seeing Liu Hongjian coming alone, he kindly handed it over.

Liu Hongjian waved his hand and declined, Imperial Physician Gao sighed and walked out of the hall, wondering what he was thinking.

Apart from the unconscious Zhu Cihong, Liu Hongjian was the only one left in the room.

Zhu Cihong's arms have already had many black and red bumps, and if you look carefully, you can see the pus and blood in the bumps. This is a symptom of the late plague. If it goes on like this, within two days, it must be that the gods come and cannot be cured. .

It seems that oral administration has no effect, not to mention that he is unconscious now, and the medicine cannot reach the stomach and be absorbed smoothly. Even if he can swallow it, it is difficult to be effective in the current situation. It seems that he can only try intravenous injection.

Having made up his mind, Liu Hongjian immediately asked the eunuch waiting at the door to bring boiled water, then took out a whole plate of streptomycin from the ring, disassembled it and poured it into the water until the antibiotic and water were completely dissolved.

He took out a disposable syringe and injected the medicine into Zhu Cihong's body multiple times.

He is a surgeon, and he is a surgeon who has not yet graduated and has not practiced. For him, this is his best effort, and the next step is to wait. He does not want to go out to see Chongzhen's eyes full of hope.

This wait lasted for three hours. During this period, the anxious Empress Zhou sent someone to ask questions twice. In order to temporarily reassure the Empress, Liu Hongjian only said that he was still receiving treatment.

Chongzhen, on the other hand, has been standing upright in the side hall without moving at all, and he doesn't know whether he is praying or regretting.

Until it was getting dark, when Liu Hongjian was lying on the bedside and drowsy, he suddenly felt Zhu Cihong's hand move, and Liu Hongjian was immediately overjoyed.

"Water! I want to drink water!" Zhu Cihong's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, but he subconsciously wanted to satisfy his body's needs.

"Your Highness, wait a moment, I will fetch water!" Liu Hongjian finally let go of the stone in his heart with a smile on his face, got up and went out.

The eunuchs outside had already heard the movement, and when they heard Zhu Cihong's voice, they jumped up happily.

"His Royal Highness is awake! Your Majesty, His Royal Highness is awake!" Wang Erxi was happier than anyone else, and ran towards the side hall where Chongzhen was located with tears of excitement in his eyes.

Hearing the chanting outside, Chongzhen finally moved his heavy steps, and when he saw the eunuch Wang Erxi chanting, when His Royal Highness woke up, he slapped his hands fiercely to show the excitement in his heart.

Liu Hongjian held a cup and passed water to Zhu Cihong's mouth, and Zhu Cihong gulped it down immediately.

After drinking the water, Zhu Cihong seemed to regain some energy, and fixed his eyes on the person in front of him.

"Uncle An? You saved me!" Zhu Cihong was a little surprised. The day before yesterday, his personal eunuch Xiao Dezi came back from Lu'an Mansion to investigate the epidemic situation. In order to find out the situation there, he hurriedly summoned Xiao Dezi.

Unexpectedly, he coughed continuously that night, because before he went, he had told Xiao Dezi the precautionary measures by the imperial physician, so he didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just a cold.

Unexpectedly, I felt weak when I woke up the next day, and I couldn't get out of bed in the afternoon, and there were many red bumps on my body, which were unbearably itchy, and I lost consciousness that night.

"Your Highness, I was ordered by the Emperor to come here to treat Your Highness. Although the disease has been brought under control, I have a question in my mind. I hope Your Highness can tell the truth!"

Immediately, Liu Hongjian asked Zhu Cihong how he got this disease. It is said that the crown prince lives in the high walls of this deep palace surrounded by guards. Even if the plague spreads to Gyeonggi, it will definitely be difficult to spread into the palace unless... Someone brought it in on purpose.

Immediately Zhu Cihong did not hide his stupid idea, and informed Liu Hongjian of sending Xiao Dezi to Lu'an Mansion, and Liu Hongjian immediately asked where Xiao Dezi was now.

Xiao Dezi originally lived in the side room next to the side hall, but because the prince only had contact with him before he got the plague, he was imprisoned by Wang Chengen that day.

Xiao Dezi was specially locked in a closed cell. Due to the airtightness of the room, there was an unpleasant stench. Liu Hongjian frowned and walked in, covering his nose.

Maybe it's because he walks and works a lot every day and is in good health. Although Xiao Dezi is already terminally ill, he still hasn't lost consciousness.

Liu Hongjian bowed his head and asked Xiao Dezi who he had met when he came back from Lu'an Mansion. Xiao Dezi seemed to be thinking about it very painfully.

Suddenly, as if using all the strength in his body, he raised his right hand and pointed forward feebly.

"Ding... King Ding... Wu... Wu Baogui..." Xiao Dezi's eyes were wide open, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his hoarse voice was inarticulate, and he seemed to be in great pain. After speaking, he lay down weakly. Hopeless.

"Ding Wang Zhu Cijiong?"

Liu Hongjian recalled the last time when he pleaded for Zhu Cihong in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, the boy with gloomy eyes standing next to him, with haze in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)