Medical incense

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"...What, Mrs. Shen has already found a solution?" The book in Zhong Lin and Lu Jun's hands fell to the ground.

"Yes." The eunuch nodded, "I have already gone to the Hall of Harmony, let the slaves send a message to the two gentlemen, so you don't need to bother reading the medical books anymore."

When Lu Jun and Zhong Lin looked at me and I looked at you, they both felt like they were in a dream.

Thinking that he didn't sleep well and was dreaming, Lu Jun pinched himself hard. He gritted his teeth in pain and woke up instantly. He grabbed Zhong Lin:

"Come on, let's go and see!"

……

Zhen Shiniang and the imperial physicians were in a stalemate face to face.

The strange silence in the Hall of Harmony made Zhen Shiniang suddenly realize that, whether it was intentional or not, the imperial physicians in the hall had formed a human wall, tightly blocking her way to the Seventh Prince's bedroom.

"...Master General!" Zhen Shiniang's voice was flat, but there was a self-made majesty.

The imperial physician shivered, and he calmed down.

Regardless of Doctor Li's obstruction from behind, he cupped his fists at Zhen Shiniang, "Madam Shen doesn't know, we..." His voice trembled slightly, "The joint memorial has just been published." He looked at Zhen Shiniang with a vague look pleading.

Zhen Shiniang's body shook.

So soon, they have already signed a joint memorial?

That is to say, if he really saved the Seventh Prince today, they, one by one, would have to be skinned if they didn't die!

It's no wonder that the Imperial Physician, who was honored by the imperial envoy, would come to beg himself.

No wonder these people's hearts are so united, no one yells.No one organizes them, so they block their way in unison!

The royal family is no better than others. Once the seventh prince dies, his attending imperial physician will be beheaded if he makes a fuss. Historically, imperial physicians have been beaten, exiled, beheaded, and exterminated for the imperial family. Remember In my previous life, I read a story about an imperial doctor, about an old concubine suffering from uterine prolapse during the reign of Zhu Di in the Ming Dynasty.The imperial doctor used the method of invigorating qi, but a few days later, the old concubine died suddenly; the emperor was furious and killed the imperial doctor, ransacked his home, and wiped out his three clans...

The Imperial Physician encouraged everyone to join the concert, just to get rid of the crime collectively?

Stirred by myself.It became a mass suicide.

Thoughts flashed by, Zhen Shiniang was in a dilemma.

How to do?How to do?

To save, or not to save?

If you don't save him, the Seventh Prince will die. It's not like she is a doctor.

save.She sent these innocent people to the guillotine with her own hands.

She really can't do this kind of thing of stepping on the blood of her peers to climb up.

More importantly, he became the public enemy of so many people at once.She won't be able to get involved in medicine in the future. After she dies, if her children and grandchildren are sick, she won't be able to hire a doctor again!

It's only been a few hours, why are these people so impatient to join forces?

Zhen Shiniang's head was buzzing.

God, there is no such trickery.

She came up with a way with great difficulty.

"Mrs. Shen..." The gray-bearded Chu Yu bowed to Zhen Shiniang to the ground, "The Seventh Prince's illness...the medicine stone...has no effect."

His hair is all white, he is not afraid of death.Is he afraid of hurting his family?

Seeing Chu Yu who was about to kneel down for her, Zhen Shiniang's heart trembled.She nodded resolutely, "Sir, the Seventh Prince's medicine stone is no longer effective..." The voice stopped suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and Zhen Shiniang changed the subject immediately, "It's just that the old man pays attention to buying shrouds for dying patients. It's bad luck, being rushed by everyone in such a joint name, the bad luck is gone, maybe the Seventh Prince will live."

Bad luck?

Although a bit far-fetched, this is a good way to solve the problem.

Everyone in the hall changed their expressions.

"Long live may not believe it." Imperial Physician Li shook his head silently at General Imperial Physician and Chu Yu.

"...Do you have a better way to seal the mouths of everyone in this hall?" The imperial physician looked back at him.

Looking at the dozen or so eunuchs and maids standing quietly in the corner of the palace, Doctor Li stepped aside dejectedly with the crowd.

After writing the prescription little by little, the eunuch quickly boiled the medicine and poured it down the seventh prince's nose spoonful by spoonful.

Everyone stood quietly by the bed and watched.

After two quarters of an hour, the Seventh Prince hadn't responded, and Zhen Shiniang's heart sank.

Is this method not working?

Totally useless!

Doctor Li, who was standing around in fear, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and waved to the crowd behind him, "... go out, go out, there is nothing to see."

"Just say it can't be cured, so I have to try!" Someone in the crowd began to complain.

The air suddenly lightened, and there was a false alarm, and everyone started to walk out in twos and threes.

"...Master Qi's throat moved." A little maid screamed.

As if they had been tapped on acupuncture points, the imperial physicians who were walking and talking froze for a long time before slowly turning around.

Sure enough, in the desolate silence of the ancient tomb, only the grunts from the Seventh Prince's throat could be heard.

"Prepare the spittoon..." Zhen Shiniang ordered the Seventh Prince to be turned over, and while taking the goose feather that Qiu Ju had prepared earlier, she poked it into the Seventh Prince's throat and ordered.

The Seventh Prince's body twitched for a while, and then he vomited.

痰？

Looking at half of the pot of phlegm in the little maid's hand, Chu Yu and the imperial physician stopped breathing.

All the phlegm they couldn't dissolve with all their efforts was induced to vomit out.

"Master Qi is awake!" Seeing the seventh prince opened his eyes, the little maid who was waiting on the side screamed, "Hurry up, hurry up and report to Long Live, Empress Dowager!" Wiping her tears with her hands.

The Seventh Prince woke up, and they don't have to be buried with them.

"...Master used bamboo leek and Fangfeng?" Lu Jun who came in a hurry took Zhen Shiniang's prescription and studied it repeatedly. Jun was embarrassed, he came to check the seventh prince's pulse yesterday, but he didn't dare to call Master in front of all the imperial physicians.

At this moment, he wished that everyone in the world knew that Zhen Shiniang was his master.

He is proud to have such a master.

Zhen Shiniang is actually Lu Jun's master?

Lu Jun is the chief doctor in Shen Zhongqing's Fenggu camp.He is also famous, and it turns out that he is Zhen Shiniang's apprentice!

Just woke up from the shock of the Seventh Prince waking up, and everyone was knocked unconscious by the sound of master again.

Everyone present heard that Zhen Shiniang's life was not long, and seeing her thaumaturgy with their own eyes, everyone was envious. Everyone was secretly speculating to whom she would pass on this magical skill, wondering if they should find a proud disciple to learn as a teacher?

Unexpectedly, this old guy was the one who got there first.

For a moment, he looked at Lu Jun with jealousy.He didn't think it was shameful for him to ask a woman as his teacher at all, he only hated himself for not knowing Zhen Shiniang before, and for not having this opportunity.

"Everyone's diagnosis is correct. The Seventh Prince is blocked by wind and phlegm, blocking his clear orifices, causing internal confusion and external disharmony. All symptoms are combined..." Knowing that everyone was puzzled, Zhen Shiniang explained with a smile, "Using All the methods have no effect, that is to say, our treatment method is not right, Ning Guiren wakes me up with morning sickness, besides sweating method and lowering method, there is another method of vomiting."

Needless to say, they are all experienced doctors.Once you mention it, you will understand.

The two flavors that Zhen Shiniang added later are both medicines for vomiting.

This method is very simple!

There was a sigh in the hall, sweating, vomiting, lowering, harmonizing, warming, clearing, eliminating, tonifying, the eight methods of healing were clearly laid out there, as old doctors, everyone knew it by heart, but why did they never think of using it to reduce phlegm? If not, how about trying another method of vomit?

This is the difference between people.

There was another sigh in the hall.

……

"...Can Shen Yun still exist after death?" Seeing that Shen Zhongqing was disappointed, Hu An asked back.

Shen Zhongqing was astonished.

Juan smiled slightly. "The general wants to change his post, but he just wants to hide it from the queen mother alone. I can't imitate the innate charm of my wife, and my subordinates have already thought of countermeasures for the general..." He leaned over Shen Zhongqing's ear and whispered Speaking up.

Shen Zhongqing frowned at first, then gradually relaxed, "...that's all there is to it."

"In this way, Madam can only remain anonymous." Juan reminded Shen Zhongqing indiscriminately.

Shen Zhongqing frowned into knots.

Can no longer be famous in the world as Doctor Jian, can no longer appear glamorously in front of people as his wife, and appear in the upper-class social circle, and can only be by his side as a shameless maid in the future, will this be the case? Too wronged her?

Thinking of Zhen Shiniang living so oppressively with only less than a year to live, Shen Zhongqing felt a piercing pain in his heart... He didn't want her to live in such a sneaky way for the rest of her only life!

However, apart from Juan's strategy, he really couldn't think of any other way.

After following Shen Zhongqing for many years, it was the first time that Juan saw this iron-like man who could not even frown when he jumped up and down, so depressed, and he sighed in his heart.

The room fell silent.

"General, general!" Rong Sheng's excited voice came from outside the door, "Madam saved the Seventh Prince!"

Shen Zhongqing raised his head suddenly.

Juan stood up abruptly, "What did you say?"

"The seventh prince was saved by his wife!"

"General!" Juan looked at Shen Zhongqing, his excited voice changed.

Shen Zhongqing sat there blankly, feeling like a woodcarving.

No way, people who are overjoyed and saddened are easy to go crazy, his general won't be really stupid, right?

"...General!" Rong Sheng shook his hand vigorously in front of Shen Zhongqing's eyes.

"The Seventh Prince...is it really saved?" Shen Zhongqing grabbed the hand in front of him, and looked at Rong Sheng with his breath held.

I'm afraid this is a dream, he will wake up as soon as he moves.

"...The Seventh Prince has woken up!" Rong Sheng's eyes sparkled, "The entire harem has spread the word."

She really saved the Seventh Prince!

Ten Niang, you are a hero!

Shen Zhongqing thumped and rubbed the table vigorously with his hands, but he could not make a sound with his mouth open.

……

After getting the letter, Long Live came to the Hall of Harmony in a hurry.

The little maid is serving the seventh prince to drink porridge.

"Father..." The Seventh Prince's voice was weak, as low as a mosquito, and it was impossible to hear what he said unless he was careful.

"Prince, you don't need to be too polite..." Seeing the seventh prince struggling to get up, Wan Sui waved his hand to stop him, and there was a hint of wetness in his eyes looking at the seventh prince.

Zhen Shiniang, it really is a wonderful hand rejuvenation!

"Madam Shen and all the imperial physicians just re-prescribed the prescription, saying that the Seventh Prince is fine, but his body is weak and needs to be taken care of for a while." The eunuch next to the Seventh Prince kowtowed and said.

"What about them?" Thinking of the joint letter written earlier in the morning, Wan Sui's voice was full of undisguised anger.

"... are waiting in the side hall."

"The emperor, rest first." Seeing the seventh prince's tired expression, barely daring to close his eyes, Wan Sui said a few words of comfort, turned and walked out.

Seeing Wan Sui come in, all the imperial physicians knelt down on the ground.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Wan Sui sitting on the dragon chair in the center of the hall without saying a word, and everyone's hearts slowly reached their throats.

Long live's face is so dark, can this unlucky statement work?

All eyes fell on Zhen Shiniang.

She wouldn't have buried all of them just to claim credit before Long Live, would she? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)