Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 675 Diagnosing the Prince

Cao Yi left, and Cao Yilan and Cai Qi didn't stay for dinner either. When they left, the couple were smiling and reconciled as before. Their gluey appearance made Cao Yi look a bit alone.

Xin Yi didn't say much.

Cao Yilan told her that Cao Yi hadn't been happy these past few years. He and the Lu family were ordinary, they said they respected each other as guests and never quarreled, but they didn't look like a serious couple, they seemed too polite and alienated. The one who gave birth to two sons Cao Yi's concubine did not receive any special treatment in the mansion. She obeyed the mistress' greetings in a well-behaved manner, and she didn't look like a concubine at all. Cao Yi rarely even went to her room.

Xin Yi wasn't interested in these things, and only thought it was Cao Yilan's chattering teeth, listening with his left ear and speaking with his right ear, and didn't take it to heart.

Mrs. An was busy in the kitchen. Xin Yi saw that there were ripe tomatoes in the yard, and knowing that Fu Jiuqu liked them, he asked Qiu Ling to cut a few, sprinkle sugar on them, serve them on a plate, and serve them as fruit for Fu Jiuqu.

"What did Monk Huizhi ask you for?"

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes, "Be a matchmaker."

Xin Yi was taken aback, "Matchmaker? Are you going to marry the second wife too?"

Fu Jiuqu raised his hand and flicked her forehead, "He introduced me to Layman Liuyi."

Ouyang Xiu is upright and honest, profound and wise, and is highly respected by later generations. However, because of his relationship with impeaching Di Qing several times, his relationship with Fu Jiuqu has never been harmonious, and there is even hatred.

If there was no monk Huizhi to go through the needles and make peace, it would be impossible for the two of them to sit down and drink tea and talk in peace.

Therefore, Xin Yi was a little curious.

"Then what did you say to Layman Liuyi? It's over?"

Fu Jiuqu sneered, "It's nothing but profit."

Xin Yi nodded knowingly.

"There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. He has already reached the position of counselor and political affairs, and is the second chancellor. What else is he lacking? What do you want from you?"

Having said that, she stared at Fu Jiuqu with some understanding.

"Zhao Zongshi?"

Fu Jiuqu sighed, "Eleven is smart."

The imperial court dispatched so many people to be lobbyists, but none of them persuaded Zhao Zongshi. Why did he think Fu Jiuqu could do it?
Xin Yi asked: "Then have you thought about what to do?"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her, "I'm afraid I have to rely on my wife for this matter?"

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There was a light rain at night, and the sky suddenly cooled down.

When going out the next day, Xin Yi specially added a pair of pants before getting into the carriage.

The sound of rain tick tick tick tick, all the way without rest.

Going to Depu Prince's Mansion, Fu Jiuqu presented a name card, and the only person who came out to greet him was Gao Miao.

"Sit down, both of you, it's raining so hard. Baozhuang, hurry up and hold an umbrella..."

Obviously, Zhao Zongshi still refused to show his face.

Fu Jiuqu's face was calm, and he didn't feel neglected, so he went to visit the sick when he entered the mansion.

"I've been back to Beijing for so long, and I've been busy with chores at hand. I only recently learned that the prince is seriously ill, so I came here to visit..."

Gao Miao said embarrassingly: "My husband has been ill for a long time, I'm afraid I will give the county king over the illness..."

Fu Jiuqu: "It's okay, I brought my wife here today just to see a doctor for the prince. My wife's medical skills are not bad, but she is very skilled in the official family. It's no problem to come here to treat the prince..."

Gao Miao frowned and was thinking about how to refuse the kindness, when Xin Yi bumped his shoulder with a smile.

"Didn't we agree on that day to make an appointment to see your husband? Even if it can't be cured, it's good to see..."

Gao Miao pursed her lips, "Then... the king and princess of the county come with me."

Walking all the way to the bedroom, Gao Miao let Xin Yi and Fu Jiuqu sit outside for a while, and went inside to inform Zhao Zongshi.

"No! You send them away quickly, I won't see anyone..."

People didn't see it, but the voice came out.

He sounded full of energy, with a rough voice, not like he had been ill for a long time.

Then I heard Gao Miao's low persuasion, her voice was softer, she couldn't hear what was said, but Zhao Zongshi didn't lose his temper anymore.

Soon, the inside calmed down.

When the curtain moved, Gao Miao came out with a slightly embarrassed face.

"Let the two of you see a joke, please follow me."

When Xin Yi and his wife entered, Zhao Zongshi was already lying on the bed, but there were still open books on the table in the room, the ink was still wet, and the tea in the teacup was still steaming.

Greeting and greeting each other, Zhao Zongshi saw Xin Yi smiling and looking at the table, his cheeks were astringent.

"Trouble the county king and princess, Zongshi is very grateful."

Fu Jiuqu: "Prince, you are welcome. You and I have known each other in the past. I should have come to see you a long time ago. I have been entangled in trifles..."

Zhao Zongshi sighed, asked Gao Miao to help him sit up, looked at Fu Jiuqu and said:

"The king of the county must have heard about me... It's not that Zongshi doesn't want to see the king of the county, he's really unwell, and he's afraid that the king of the county is here to be a lobbyist."

Before Fu Jiuqu, many courtiers and relatives came and went, repeatedly lobbying him to enter the palace, and Zhao Zongshi was already tired of it.

Fu Jiuqu quietly listened to his complaints, and asked calmly:

"The imperial decree has been issued, and the identity of the prince has been finalized. What concerns are there?"

This is also the doubt of most people.

Zhao Zongshi shook his head, "Zongshi has no talent or virtue, and his body is also good and bad. In this life, he only wants to live a stable life with his wife and children. It is really difficult to take on such a big responsibility. I am afraid that he will have to bear the grace of the emperor and the court..."

His eyes were firm, and he didn't seem to have any false excuses.

Fu Jiuqu understood very well: "I'm not a person in the situation, and I don't understand the difficulties in the situation. Since the prince has concerns, Chonglou will not show his ability to talk and persuade. Today, we will talk about the disease, regardless of political affairs. ..."

He glanced at Xin Yi, "Eleven, you can take a look for the prince."

Xin Yi smiled, "Yes."

She walked to Zhao Zongshi's bed, took a look at Gao Miao, and said seriously: "I have known Tao Tao for many years, and we have a sisterhood, so I have the cheek to respect the prince as brother-in-law, and stop treating myself as an outsider..."

She sat down, "Please also ask brother-in-law to stretch out his hand, and I will feel your pulse."

What she said was cheeky, but in fact, she called "brother-in-law" very calmly, generously and appropriately, even Fu Jiuqu didn't expect it, let alone Zhao Zongshi?

He was dumbfounded, looked at Xin Yi, then looked up at Gao Miao.

Knowing his temperament, Gao Miao gave a reproachful smile.

"What do you think I'm doing? Xin Yi and I have already become sisters, don't you want to respond to this brother-in-law?"

Zhao Zongshi smiled awkwardly, "Then... I have to work."

Xin Yi and Gao Miao glanced at each other, pursed their lips and smiled, then lightly stroked their sleeves and put them on Zhao Zongshi's wrist, quietly checking the pulse.

"How long has brother-in-law been sick?"

Zhao Zongshi glanced at Gao Miao, "It's been more than a year. At the beginning, I was troubled and couldn't sleep. I often woke up with convulsions... After my father passed away, my condition became more serious. I was disturbed by nightmares, couldn't sleep all night, and then sweated and irritable... My temper also became... Irritable and irritable, in the past two months, I have been suffering and talking..."

Xin Yi didn't speak for a long time, "Brother-in-law, this is a heart disease. If you don't fulfill your wishes, you will feel anxious and uneasy, worry will cause depression, depression will cause stagnation, and stagnation will hurt your liver. Over time, your mind will be chaotic, and your emotions will be more difficult to relieve, leading to depression. "

Zhao Zongshi suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Everyone says that I can't pretend to be sick, pretending to be arrogant, only the princess of the county said that I am really sick..."

In the end, his eye circles were red, and he almost shed tears. When he looked at Xin Yi again, his gaze seemed to be seeing a bosom friend.

Xin Yi smiled slightly, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, I'll prescribe some medicine for soothing the liver and regulating qi, clearing the mind and calming the mind, you take it first, solve the sleep first, and then talk about other things..."

This time Zhao Zongshi cooperated very much, withdrew his hand and nodded heavily.

"But as ordered."

Gao Miao seemed to be relieved, and said angrily and strangely: "How many doctors came to see it before, but they refused to take the medicine after prescribing it. This time he is very obedient."

Zhao Zongshi glanced at her, with shame on his face, but his mouth was very hard.

"How can you blame me? Those quack doctors all said that I was not sick, and the medicines they prescribed were nothing more than fooling around. Why should I take it?"

Seeing that he was as stubborn as a cow, Gao Miao curled her lips and said nothing.

Xin Yi borrowed pen and ink, wrote the prescription on the side, and handed it to Bao Zhuang to pick up the medicine, then turned around and said: "Brother-in-law's illness is related to emotions, taking medicine can only cure the symptoms, and you have to rely on yourself to cure the root cause..."

Zhao Zongshi said: "What should I do?"

Xin Yi said: "As the saying goes, heart disease requires heart medicine. Brother-in-law should calm down, go out to exercise more, and enjoy yourself..."

"Pleasure yourself?" Zhao Zongshi smiled wryly, "Where is the joy?"

Xin Yi couldn't help but sigh, "Take your time, don't rush..."

In the final analysis, Zhao Zongshi's disease is actually what later generations call "depression". This disease is not taken seriously in the era of social development, let alone this period?Everyone said that he was not sick, but he was indeed sick, and everyone's suspicion would aggravate his illness.

(End of this chapter)