I, the prince, only want to be deposed.

Chapter 440 Wei Qing's Death

"uncle?"

Liu Ju hurried forward to support Wei Qing and also observed his condition more carefully.

Yellowing of the whites of the eyes and skin is jaundice.

If adults experience this symptom, it is either a problem with their gallbladder or their liver.

If there is a problem with the gallbladder, it is most likely gallstones, which is slightly easier to deal with. At least it will not be fatal in the short term. Although it is also not easy to deal with with the medical level of this era, Liu Ju does not know how to treat it, and it is even more impossible to just remove it like a rotten appendix. However, there seem to be some ways to dissolve gallstones in traditional Chinese medicine. Perhaps he can go back to Yi Shuo or other famous doctors to try treatment.

But if there is a problem with the liver...

Liu Ju didn't even dare to think about it further, because the liver would not form stones, and if there was a problem, it would be a big problem!

Judging from Wei Qing's body shape, the possibility of gallstones was very small, because as far as he knew, gallstones had an important disease basis, that is, obesity. Although Wei Qing was not thin, he was definitely not obese.

Slow!

Liu Ju suddenly remembered an important thing... According to historical records, Wei Qing's life was almost coming to an end, which was about one or two years ago, and the cause of death recorded in history books was indeed illness.

As to what kind of disease it was, historical records are vague.

But there is nothing much to say about this. After all, the medical level of this era was limited, and it was impossible to use various instruments to see the root cause of the disease like in later generations. No one dared to perform an autopsy on Wei Qing after his death, so naturally they could only vaguely record that he had died of illness.

So, could it be...

While thoughts in my mind are turning rapidly.

Liu Ju heard the sound of Wei Qing's teeth chattering. It was obvious that the pain in his abdomen was extremely severe, even a tough guy like Wei Qing could not bear it.

And a hint of paleness also appeared on Wei Qing's sallow face.

A streak of sweat was already running down his temples, and it was obviously not just due to the hot weather.

"It's out of the way!"

Wei Qing forced himself to speak through his teeth, insisting,

"In the past six months, I have had frequent abdominal pains. I have sought the advice of the imperial physician. Your mother also asked Yishuo to come and treat me a few days ago. She prescribed some medicine for me to take morning and evening. I think I will be better in a few days."

"Of course, my uncle looks healthy and strong, so he won't be a problem."

Liu Ju smiled casually and said,
"By the way, uncle, I wonder if you have had any unexplained bruises on your body in the past six months?"

"how do you know?"

A look of doubt appeared on Wei Qing's painful face. There were indeed purple bruises on his arms, thighs, abdomen and chest. They looked like marks caused by bumps from somewhere, but he didn't feel any pain.

The most important thing is that apart from his wives and concubines, even his sons Wei Kang, Wei Buyi and Wei Deng didn’t know about this.

"It's just a guess, uncle, don't worry about it."

Liu Ju was still smiling, but his heart sank quietly to the bottom.

If it was gallstones, there shouldn't be bruises for no reason. Only liver cancer... would cause such symptoms, and they would appear in the early stages. It's just that we don't know whether Wei Qing is in the early or middle to late stages. Looking closely at Wei Qing's current appearance, he does seem to be a little thinner than before, which is also one of the manifestations of liver cancer.

However, the degree of weight loss is not too obvious yet, and it is most likely in the early stages.

But what if it’s early?
Liver cancer is a terminal illness even in later generations, because there is no such thing as benign liver cancer. Moreover, even if it is benign, Liu Ju does not have the ability to treat Wei Qing like he did Liu Hong. This thing is very different from the appendix. In addition, Wei Qing is nearly fifty years old, and his recovery ability is no match for a young man like Liu Hong. Rashly operating on him would be like killing someone.

"I thought this was another disease you were familiar with, and you were going to operate on me with Yi Shuo like you did on Liu Hong... You might be able to tell what disease I have."

Wei Qing was still completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem. Even in pain, he still had the mind to laugh and chat with Liu Chuo. However, judging from his appearance, it seemed that the pain had eased somewhat.

"Don't worry, uncle. It's just a minor problem. Just continue to take the medicine that Yishuo prescribed for you and you will be cured."

Liu Ju, however, found it difficult to laugh.

Although Wei Qing had always been quite serious in front of him since he traveled through time, and had done some things that disrupted his plans, Liu Ju felt the pampering and care that he had received from his own son during these events, so he was usually just depressed and helpless afterwards, and never bore any grudge.

Now that Wei Qing was in such a situation, Liu Ju knew that he was powerless to do anything and just felt uncomfortable and conflicted.

This is not because it would be beneficial for Wei Qing to live longer.

He no longer cared about this matter. Now that he had become a full-level human, he had successfully arrived in the Western Regions, which were beyond the reach of Liu Che, and had taken control of his life.

He just hoped that Wei Qing was fine, and all his relatives were fine...

"Yishuo and the imperial doctors said that it was a lack of wood energy and told me to take good care of myself. I said it was a small problem, but your mother didn't believe it and insisted that she should wait for a chance to see you first. Now that you say so, your mother should believe it."

Wei Qing seemed to be relieved after hearing this and nodded.

At this moment, the pain seemed to have passed. He raised his arm to wipe the sweat that had dripped down his temples. Finally, he stood up with the help of Liu Ju. His complexion looked slightly better, but the sallow color had not disappeared.

"My mother always likes to make a fuss, and I thought my uncle was used to it."

Liu Ju knew that the liver belongs to the wood element in traditional Chinese medicine, which further confirmed his guess. However, he said,
"Oh, by the way, uncle, the gold and silver-decorated tiger-faced black iron armor you gave me before the expedition seems a little too big. I feel a little uncomfortable wearing it. I'll return it to you later. Only you can wear it."

"What nonsense?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Qing glared and scolded,
"The armor is better if it's too small than too big. If it's too big, you can ask your servants to tie it tighter. Even if you don't understand, doesn't your horse-washing master Guo Zhen understand?"

"Hehe, I saw that my uncle had come with his troops and he didn't have any decent armor, so I took this opportunity to return the items to their original owner."

Liu Ju laughed and said,

"By the way, uncle, when my cousin brought this armor to me, you said that you lamented that you would never have the chance to wear it again in this lifetime, and hoped that I could use the blood of the enemy to wash away the mottled rust on it. Is this lament from the heart?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Wei Qing heard the hidden meaning in Liu Ju's words and frowned slightly again.

Liu Ju still smiled:

"I have tried it a few days ago. This armor seems to recognize its owner. I can't wash off the mottled rust on it no matter what. I'm afraid it will take uncle to wash it himself."

(End of this chapter)