I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 481: The right symptom, the right prescription
Huo Xiu only had Divine Doctor Mei in his heart, so he no longer took ordinary doctors seriously. He frowned and said, "They are all incompetent mediocre doctors. It's useless to have them here - let them go!"

The person outside did not respond, obviously waiting for Xin He to speak. The latter said calmly: "Since you are here, why not call him in to take a look."

Seeing the displeasure on Huo Xiu's face, he said in a gentle voice, "All doctors in the world have their own traditions. Maybe some unknown doctor has a secret recipe that others don't know."

Zhang Xianqiu also thought this made sense, so he chimed in, "Ah Xiu, one more person means more hope, so let them try."

Huo Xiu said no more and stood up to avoid the side. There were many doctors in Wuling, so every three were divided into groups, taking turns to check the pulse and see the patient, but when they left, they all looked depressed, shaking their heads and sighing.

When Qin Sang was abducted and taken away by the soldiers without saying a word, he was filled with despair. He guessed that he must have prescribed the wrong prescription some time ago, which caused the minor illness to become a major one and the serious illness to cost Qin Sang's life. It must be someone who found a backer to come and take revenge on him.

However, his reputation in the medical field had been rising recently, and many patients came to see him for treatment, including many wealthy and famous people. So for a moment, he couldn't remember who he had offended, and whether there was any chance to make amends.

Fortunately, after entering Xijing, many soldiers gathered together. While he was dizzy, he also saw other familiar doctors. When they looked at each other, they all understood that what they encountered today was not due to past misfortunes, but the sudden serious illness of a noble person.

When he arrived at Beique, where no outsiders were allowed to enter, and saw the Prime Minister's Mansion with its strict access control, Qin Sang's worry and fear reached its peak. If he hadn't been supported by the soldiers around him, he wouldn't have been able to stand steadily.

How could a commoner like me have ever entered the Prime Minister's Mansion? Especially when I heard the housekeeper say that the patient was the future queen appointed by His Majesty, the most prominent noble in the world!
The door of the inner room opened, and the three people from the previous group walked out listlessly. Qin Sang, holding his sweaty hands, followed Wen Pu and Doctor Li into the inner room. At first sight, he saw Xin He, who was wearing a purple official robe, a jade belt around his waist, a tall crown on his head, and looked very awe-inspiring.

His knees softened unconsciously and he knelt down smoothly, his body collapsed into the mud, his tongue completely out of control and he couldn't utter a single word.

Wen Pu and Doctor Li, on the other hand, were also intimidated by Xin He's aura, but they were more open-minded and still managed to stand up and salute:
"Greetings, my Lord. Greetings, my Lady."

Because the previous five or six groups of "famous doctors" all declared that the disease was incurable and did not offer any constructive suggestions, Xin He and Huo Xiu both looked unhappy at the moment, and had no intention of communicating with these lowly doctors.

Xin He frowned and waved his hand slightly. Wen Pu and Doctor Li understood his meaning and came to the bedside to examine him carefully.

At this point, Qin Sang finally struggled to stand up, bowed repeatedly to Xin He and his wife, and then walked to the bedside.

At this time, Wen Pu and Doctor Li had already taken Qin Sang's pulse and had their own ideas in mind, so they gave their seats to Qin Sang.

Qin Sang felt Madam Xin's cold wrist pulse through a silk handkerchief, and suddenly his head was in a mess, and he couldn't even distinguish her pulse. He could only go through the complete set of the three diagnostic procedures in a daze, then mechanically stood up, following the footsteps of Wen and Li, and bowed and replied to the three nobles in the room.

Doctor Li was the oldest, so he spoke first. His words were very formal, just like all the doctors before him.

Xin He was already used to hearing this kind of answer. There was no expression on his stern face and his gaze fell directly on Wen Pu.

When Wen Pu was taking the pulse, he remembered a prescription from the "New Compilation of Proven Prescriptions" that Luo Qianhuai had passed on to him: Muxiang Shunqi Powder. This prescription is specifically used to treat stagnation of yin and yang, poor circulation of qi, chest tightness, abdominal distension, and constipation. At first glance, it seems to be the right prescription.

However, there has been no cure for Guan Ge since ancient times. Although Luo Qianhuai once emphasized the principle of "using the right prescription for the right symptom", she only asked herself and Tan Fei Yanshu and others to recite "New Compilation of Proven Prescriptions", and had not had time to explain each prescription in detail, let alone use this prescription to treat Guan Ge. Therefore, Wen Pu has been hesitating since then, and is completely unsure whether he should try to use medicine to save people.

How could his little tangled thoughts be hidden from Xin He, who had been in the officialdom for many years.

He looked at Wen Pu seriously and said for the first time: "Does this doctor have any different ideas? Don't think too much, just say it first. If it is effective, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

The Prime Minister said this, and even though Wen Pu could hear the hidden meaning in his words - there would be a generous reward if the patient was cured, and severe punishment if the patient failed - he still decided to bite the bullet and give it a try.

Firstly, he knew very well that if this prescription was not used, Madam Xin would surely die. After using it, there might be a glimmer of hope, which lived up to the doctor's heart. Secondly, he had confidence in the prescription that Luo Qianhuai came up with, and at the same time, he also had confidence in the idea of ​​"using the right prescription for the right symptom".

"The doctors have already explained the madam's condition, so there is no need for me to elaborate." Wen Pu tried his best to remain calm:

"I once got a prescription that can clear the upper and lower parts of the body, dissolve stagnation and remove stagnation. If you allow me to try it, I may be able to get a glimmer of hope."

Huo Xiu and Zhang Xianqiu both raised their heads and cast their scorching eyes at Wen Pu. Xin He's eyes were even more blazing, as if he wanted to burn Wen Pu to ashes.

The aura of coercion that comes with being at the pinnacle of power for a long time is real. Wen Pu spent a lot of effort to maintain his previous posture under the gaze of the three nobles, but cold sweat had already seeped out of his back.

After a long while, Huo Xiu slowly let go of her mother's hand and walked towards Wen Pu step by step: "Do you have a good prescription? Can you really cure my Yun'er?"

"Your lady is seriously ill and has difficulty recovering. I am only 10% sure and cannot guarantee anything." Wen Pu replied respectfully.

"Only 10% sure?" The spirits that Huo Xiu and Zhang Xianqiu had just raised dropped back to half in an instant.

Xin He was calmer than the other two.

"Even though I'm only 10% sure, it's better than being helpless." He asked in a gentle voice, making an exception: "What's the name of this doctor?"

"My name is Wen Pu, and I am the doctor in charge of Changling Jin'an Hall." Wen Pu said.

Xin He clapped his hands, called in a personal attendant, and ordered, "Take this Doctor Wen away, have him write out the prescription, and then ask Doctor Xue and several other doctors to discuss it together."