The fat peasant girl wants to counterattack

It was extraordinary to be able to tell the cause of King Zhennan's coma just by looking at him a few times without checking his pulse.

So the imperial doctor advised the second son of the King of Zhennan: "General, why don't you let this little friend give it a try."

The imperial doctor had said so, so he naturally had no objection, so he no longer stopped him.

Yue Mingzhu sat in front of the bed, put her fingers on King Zhennan's wrist, and carefully checked his pulse several times.

She couldn't help but secretly rejoice, it was so dangerous, if she came a few days later, the King of Zhennan would really have passed away to the west.

The situation is indeed urgent.

Fortunately, King Zhennan had congestion on his head, not a tumor. If it was a tumor, he would have to undergo a craniotomy. Under the current conditions, the risk was too great. She did not want to do it for King Zhennan unless it was a last resort. Craniotomy.

Such a major surgery must be performed in a sterile environment and requires the patient's own physical fitness.

Putting aside whether sterility can be achieved, Zhennan Wang's current state of more air coming out and less air entering would most likely not be able to withstand the surgery.

Fortunately, it was just congestion, which she could dispel with the use of golden needles, but it took some time.

Judging from the pulse, the congestion seemed to be caused by a severe blow to the head, but to be on the safe side she still asked the second son of the King of Zhennan, her second uncle.

When the second young master talked about the reason for King Zhennan's injury, his expression was quite solemn.

"Two years ago, a man in South Vietnam provoked a challenge outside the city gate, saying that he was extremely powerful and wanted to compete with his father. The father did not want to pay attention to him, but the man's curses became more and more filthy, which was hard to hear, and the soldiers all wanted to leave the city. After fighting with him, in order to appease the morale of the army, my father had no choice but to go out of the city to fight.

The man was holding a meteor hammer. The two hammers together weighed more than 400 kilograms. You could see deep footprints wherever he walked.

Although my father is born with supernatural powers, he is already old after all. We brothers are very worried. Among the brothers, the eldest brother is the most skilled in martial arts. The eldest brother wants to fight on behalf of his father, but his father refuses.

Everyone can see that the opponent is indeed very powerful. My eldest brother does not have that kind of power. He will lose in battle.

After fighting with that man, my father had the upper hand at first, but after all, my father was old and had old injuries, so his endurance was not as good as that man's. In the end, my father was knocked off his horse by a meteor hammer from the man.

After defeating his father, the man became extremely arrogant and walked away.

My father didn’t feel much discomfort at first, he just felt a little dizzy. We all wanted the military doctor to take a look at him, but he was a strong man and insisted on holding on. Later, the dizziness turned into a headache. A few days ago, South Vietnam suddenly attacked City, my father fainted in desperation. "

The Second Young Master was full of regret when talking about this past incident. If only the brothers had persisted and asked military doctors to treat their father, their injuries would not have been as serious as they are now.

At the same time, I also secretly hated my own incompetence. If they could become powerful, there would be no need for their old father to fight against them. After all, their brothers were incompetent and did not inherit the innate power of their ancestors. Otherwise, their father would have been killed long ago. It's time to return to Beijing to take care of life, why bother guarding the frontier at this old age.

How unfilial they are!

Yue Mingzhu didn't express much opinion on this, nor did she offer any words of comfort.

Without him, it would be meaningless to talk too much now. It is just a brief exchange of words.

She is a doctor now, and a doctor only needs to do his or her job well.

She already knew the cause of King Zhennan's injury, so she would be more confident in treating him.

He said softly: "General, King Zhennan's condition is already critical. I believe the imperial physician has told you many times before that I need to use thousand-year ginseng to kill King Zhennan first, and then perform acupuncture. Slowly Slowly dispel the congestion in the brain, and when most of the congestion is dissipated, King Zhennan will wake up, and then supplement it with decoction, and all the congestion will be removed."

Although her tone was firm, the second young master couldn't believe it.

Father can be saved?

Even the imperial doctor couldn't help it, but this young boy could really save his father? You're not lying to him!

He couldn't help but look at the imperial doctor, wanting the imperial doctor to give him an explanation. He didn't understand the art of Qihuang, and he didn't know if this boy was trying to fool him, but the imperial doctor could always understand.

The imperial physician's eyes shone brightly, and his tone was excited: "My little friend, can you really use golden needles to dispel congestion for King Zhennan? To be honest, I have used acupuncture before, but it didn't have much effect. King Zhennan was thinking The congestion has lasted too long. I guess the congestion may have formed into lumps and will be extremely difficult to disperse. You need to be prepared.

There is also Millennium Ginseng. His Highness King Huai had previously sent life-saving pills containing Millennium Ginseng. At first, it did kill King Zhennan, but as time went on, the effect was no longer so obvious.

Thousand-year-old ginseng is rare. If you want it to work, you may have to increase the dosage. It’s just for a short time. Where can you find it? "

The medicine sent by King Huai was an extremely rare and good medicine, but King Zhennan's body was getting weaker and weaker, and the dosage required was getting larger and larger. King Huai's pills were still too few.

"You don't have to worry about the Millennium Ginseng. I have it here. I made the pills for King Huai. I will continue to improve the ratio of the medicine and make pills more suitable for King Zhennan.

As for acupuncture, my master's medical skills are unique and should be different from yours. The effect will be revealed after I apply the acupuncture. "Yue Mingzhu's tone was calm as usual.

She knew in her previous life that if she wanted others to believe in her, she had to first act like she believed them. The tone of her words and even some micro-expressions were enough to affect others' trust in her, especially as she was still a young doctor.

When the imperial doctor heard that she had made the pills, he immediately looked at her with a high regard.

He is indeed an expert!

At least he couldn't make such a pill, let alone him, not even the judge of Taiyuan Hospital could make it.

If such pills were sold in Beijing Chinese Medicine Store, they would probably be sold at sky-high prices.

Let me ask, who wouldn’t want a pill that can save lives at a critical moment?

Even if I had to spend half of my family wealth, I would still have to grab one.

Thinking of this, he said with some embarrassment: "My dear friend, do you still have the pills? If so, I am willing to pay a high price for them. My dear friend, you can ask for them."

He rubbed his hands, hehe, he was the first to win the first prize.

"Okay, but it's just gone now. I'll sell you one when I make it again." Yue Mingzhu happily agreed.

As for giving it away for free? impossible.

If it's not a relationship, why doesn't she make money?

However, even so, the imperial doctor was overjoyed and thanked him profusely.

I even thought that he was going to be short just now. If he asked for two, it should be okay, right?

Forget it, pills were rare, and he was extremely lucky to get one. He had better not be too greedy.

"My little friend, my surname is Li. From now on, if you treat King Zhennan, can I help you on the side?" He wanted to see how King Zhennan came back to life.

"Of course you can. Dr. Li has great medical skills. It's an honor for me to get your help." Yue Mingzhu was extremely happy to have the opportunity to exchange medical skills with the top doctor of this era.

Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history and is profound. When it was passed to modern times, many of its essences were lost. Even though Dr. Li couldn't revive King Zhennan, there was definitely a lot in him that she could learn from.

She is not worried that Dr. Li will take away her medical skills. Medical skills are meant to save people, and medical skills are never-ending. Only by communicating with each other can continuous progress be made. Otherwise, it will be self-reliant and working behind closed doors is not her style.