palm surgery

Chapter 21 coma
Just after dinner, Qiongzhi hurried in and said anxiously, "Qi Niangzi, something happened."

"What?" He Lingjiang asked.

"Goro-kun suddenly fell into a coma when he was eating, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he called."

It was He Ziyu from the long room.

He Lingjiang frowned lightly: "What's going on?"

"The maid doesn't know either. I just heard from the people in the government that today, at the Yanqing temple meeting, Lord Wulang went with the third room together. When he came back, he was fine, but he suddenly became unconscious when he was having dinner."

"Can the mansion invite a doctor?"

"I heard that I have already gone to call. Madam asked the ladies to stay in her yard. The house is in chaos at this time, so don't wander around in the house."

He Lingjiang nodded slightly.

In front of her eyes, the little face she had seen while watching the fireworks appeared.

He Ziyu does not have a strong sense of presence in the long house. Although he is the only surviving husband of the long house, he is dumb and introverted, so he rarely walks outside, and only sits in the yard with his biological mother and grandson.

Who would have thought that today, if he didn't go to a temple fair, something happened to a ten-year-old child.

He Lingjiang stood in the courtyard and looked out, and from a distance he could see the bright lights in the concubine Sun's courtyard.

There were still a few days before Shangyuan. Except for Poet He, who had not returned from the Paofang, the rest of the mansion hurried over.

He Xiangshan, the Song family, and the people from the second and third rooms were standing anxiously in the concubine Sun's house, crowding the room.

Inside the room, He Ziyu was lying on the bed upright, with a calm expression on his face and a gentle breathing, as if he had fallen asleep.

His biological mother and grandson concubine cried and called to him, but he didn't see the slightest reaction from him.

He Xiangshan took his hand, and the little child's body temperature was normal.

In the past, if so many people looked at him, he would have to hide shyly, but now he lay there motionless.

After all, this is the only boy in the long room. He Xiangshan has been ill for many years. He knows that praying to gods and Buddhas is useless, but he can't help praying secretly in his heart, just hoping that the child will be fine.

Concubine Sun was lying on the edge of the bed, crying uncontrollably.

After Song gave birth to the eldest son, the long house did not add a child for several years, so Song opened his own maidservant.

However, the eldest house may have no heirs. After so many years, He Ziyu was the only one who suffered from mute disease due to high fever at the age of five.

He Xiangshan is not lecherous. For so many years, he has only been surrounded by concubine Sun, and since He Ziyu was born, he seldom goes to her room. He usually just comes to see He Ziyu and chat with her.

In recent years, his body has gradually declined, and the mother and son are not in trouble, they just stay in their own yard to live honestly.

Who would have thought that something like this happened today.

This scene reminded her of the year when He Ziyu's fever persisted.

He Xiangshan patted her shoulder lightly and comforted: "Don't worry, wait for the doctor to come and see."

"Why hasn't the doctor come yet?" Song Shi was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Chen Hao on the side comforted her in a low voice: "It's coming soon, madam, don't worry."

The Song family asked again, "Is the meal that Wulang-jun used just now ready?"

He Ziyu was eating dinner, but fell into a coma for no reason.

Chen Hao nodded: "I have already ordered someone to watch it. When the doctor comes, you can check it at any time."

While speaking, the gray-bearded old doctor Sun has been hurriedly invited in.

Song Shi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Doctor Sun, Wulang suddenly fell into a coma for some unknown reason when he was eating. You can take a look."

"Okay, I'll check the pulse first." He walked quickly to the bed, lifted his robe and sat down on the small stool beside the bed.

Concubine Sun also stopped crying at this time, and stared at the old doctor with red eyes, lest he say something bad.

Dr. Sun's fingertips lightly pressed the pulse of He Ziyu's right wrist, only to feel that the pulse was thin, with a lack of qi and blood, and deficiency of both yin and yang.

Generally speaking, this pulse is related to chronic illness and physical weakness and overwork.

Once the masters of the He Mansion have a headache, they always seek him for diagnosis and treatment. Even the master, He Xiangshan, drinks the medicine he prescribed all the year round.

In recent years, he has never heard that He Jiawulang-jun has any shortcomings in his body except that he can't speak.

Children of this age should not have such a deficit.

Looking at the person lying quietly on the bed, the complexion was still a bit dark and yellow, and the breathing was slow and weak, which was clearly the appearance of a long illness.

But he heard that Wulang Jun of the He family is still alive and kicking to visit the temple fair during the day.

He frowned, stood up and asked, "Do you still have Golang-Jun's meal today?"

Song shi nodded again and again: "I leave it alone, I will not keep it, I will wait for the doctor to come to check."

Because of He Xiangshan's long illness, each room of the He family usually eats in their own courtyard.

Today, He Ziyu is having dinner with his concubine Sun.

Old Doctor Sun walked outside and looked at the meal on the table.

Four dishes and one soup are all common ingredients, but they are exquisitely done.

One dish of boiled cabbage heart, one dish of oven-roasted chicken, one dish of green prawn rolls and one dish of milk-stuffed fish, accompanied by a Yudai soup made of shredded bamboo shoots and water chestnuts.

There is no incompatibility between ingredients.

He took out the silver needles and checked them one by one, but nothing was out of the ordinary.

Old Doctor Sun was worried, and even checked the tableware and chopsticks He Ziyu had used, but still couldn't find out the reason.

He frowned and thought for a moment: "Mr. Wulang's pulse is a sign of a long illness and a lack of qi and blood. As for why he suddenly fell into a coma, please forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant. I can't see the various reasons."

The concubine Sun said anxiously: "A chronic illness and physical weakness? Wulang has always been healthy, how can he appear weak for a long time?"

"What the hell is going on here?"

He Xiangshan stepped forward and asked, "According to your opinion, Doctor Sun, how should we treat it?"

Old Doctor Sun stroked his beard and said: "Right now, the old man can only prescribe some medicines to replenish qi and blood, first to make up for the deficit in Wulangjun's body."

"When will you wake up then?"

Old Doctor Sun shook his head with a look of shame: "I don't know this old man. I have never heard of Wulang-jun's situation before."

He suggested: "Master He Lang may wish to invite a few more doctors to take a look together. People who practice medicine also have their own specialties. If the old man can't see it, other doctors may be able to tell one or two."

Can't even Old Doctor Sun do anything?He is already the most brilliant doctor in Linchuan County.

He Xiangshan had no choice but to say, "Doctor Sun is right, I'll invite other doctors to come and have a look."

"It's just that tonight, I don't know if it's okay to ask you to take a break in the He Mansion. If other doctors come, I can discuss it with you."

Old Doctor Sun nodded: "That's right. I'll stay here for the time being, guarding Lord Wulang."

He Xiangshan bent down slightly, and said to him, "Then I'll trouble you."

Having said that, the Song family has hurriedly sent someone to ask the doctor again.

"Go and invite a few more, and be sure to invite all the famous doctors in our Linchuan City."

She specifically instructed: "If you invite a doctor to come to your door at night, you don't have to be stingy with the consultation fee, just invite someone to come."

For a time, the servants of the He Mansion were busy again.

(End of this chapter)