Medicine Girl Jingjing

Chapter 468 Jingjing Yesi Jingyan (1)
No wonder the Deng family insisted not to let the three little brats of the Qin family come with them in the Zhuangzi of the Li family just now, because they were afraid that they would be affected by Deng Quliang's death.

Deng Xueping supported the side of the bed with both hands, leaned close to Deng Quliang's ear and said loudly: "Father, Prince Li's granddaughter Princess Huguo personally brought five great physicians and great pharmacists to see you."

Deng Quliang's eyeballs rolled slightly, his lips parted, unable to speak.

"My father's ears are a little deaf, and he can't move his whole body, but he understands it in his heart." Deng Xueyi spoke exhaustedly while wiping the saliva that fell down.

Concubine Deng and the Deng family of the Qin family took out their handkerchiefs to wipe away their tears, and stood aside to wait for Li Jingjing's diagnosis.

Li Jingjing said truthfully: "The organs of the body are very old, and life will disappear at any time."

The members of the Deng clan have heard this many times, and they couldn't help but feel sad again, and they all burst into tears.

"Save the life of Grandpa Deng Zeng first, and let the various organs slowly return to life." After Li Jingjing finished speaking, she turned and went to the Eight Immortals table in the house to get a porcelain cup with an exquisite official kiln printed with auspicious patterns, and put a grain in it to extend her life. Huiqishen pills are soaked in Fengchunling water.

The Deng family of the Qin family came over and asked, "Princess, can you say that my uncle's grandfather can be cured?"

Li Jingjing nodded and explained: "Grandpa Deng Zeng is too weak now, drink this cup of potion to keep his illness away, and he will take a few days to heal other illnesses. Do you think it will work?"

The members of the Deng family immediately agreed.

"Princess, my father can't eat anymore. I feed him the daily noodle soup. I will feed it to my father." Deng Xueping took the porcelain cup carefully.

He yelled in Deng Quliang's ear: "Father, if you survive, your illness will be cured. My son will give you medicine, and you must swallow it all."

Deng Quliang blinked his eyes slowly, made a strange sound from his throat, and opened his mouth wider.

Deng Xueping took a sip of the potion and fed it to Deng Quliang.

Deng Xueyi must have watched Deng Quliang's Adam's apple move, and said excitedly: "Brother, Dad swallowed it."

Deng Xueping took another mouthful of the medicine and fed it.

Concubine Deng and the Deng family of the Qin family stood on tiptoe to have a look, for fear that Deng Quliang would swallow the potion.

Li Jingjing asked: "Grandpa Deng Zeng survived by feeding on grandpa Xueping these days?"

Princess Deng nodded, and said softly: "My uncle and grandpa can only eat noodle soup and batter, and can only swallow three to four mouthfuls at a time, and have to eat more than ten times a day. Before that, my second uncle and uncle fed my uncle together, A few days ago, my second uncle had a severe stroke and his mouth slanted so badly that he couldn't feed at all."

Li Jingjing turned her head and said to the four great doctors: "You all come to feel the patient's pulse, come up with a treatment plan, and try to make the patient able to talk and chew food within one day, and to be able to sit up within three days."

Zifeng Guanzhu and Miaoshui had never witnessed the medicinal effect of Pengchun Lingshui, and they were surprised to hear what they said to Li Jingjing, so they went forward to take Deng Quliang's pulse in turn.

Dr. Liu looked calm when he took the pulse, and his eyes fell on the quilt covered by Deng Quliang. After staring at it for a while, he asked in a low voice: "Madam, may I ask if the old Patriarch Deng has a disability in his left leg?"

The Deng family of the Qin family nodded and said: "My uncle's right calf was trampled by a Hun horse, and the leg bone was broken. After that, the skin and flesh atrophied, necrotic, and sores developed, which made the whole leg unable to move."

With Li Jingjing nodding in agreement, Li Shiyun lifted the quilt, revealing Deng Quliang's right leg missing the entire calf and foot.

Guang Mingzi was surprised: "It's just that the leg bone is broken, even if there is a sore, it won't be amputated."

Deng Xueping had fed half a bowl of medicine to Deng Quliang, but he couldn't feed it any more, so he just held the bowl and watched.

Deng Quliang's face suddenly burst into tears of grief.

Guang Mingzi, whose temper was exposed, felt sad when he heard it, and said pitifully, "Don't cry, what's going on?"

Deng Xueping choked up and said: "A few years ago, the monk and doctor of the White Horse Temple said that if my father's right calf was not amputated, it would affect his life expectancy. If it was amputated, he could live for a few more years. My father asked more than a dozen other doctors to see and explain They were all the same, so the right calf was amputated, and there was a lot of blood, and the pain passed out for several days."

"The doctor doctor at the White Horse Temple did not misdiagnose." Doctor Liu said something fair, and then said: "If I didn't have the medicine made by the young lady, I would have diagnosed it like that."

Several people asked Deng Xueping brothers dozens of questions, and they knew everything in their hearts.

Li Jingjing looked around at several people, and said solemnly: "The patient is over 90 years old, and the medicine he drank took at least an hour to take effect in the body. Let's go next door to discuss the treatment plan."

Several people followed Li Jingjing to the next door, and they took turns talking about the symptoms they had seen from Deng Quliang's pulse check just now.

Li Jingjing summed up the opinions of several people, and slowly said: "The patient is very old, and he has seven kinds of diseases. The most serious one is the liver, which has already had a piece of sclerosis and necrosis, followed by the stomach and heart."

Physician Liu spoke to Guanzhu Zifeng and Miao Shui, "Miss has medicines for stomach problems and heart disease, but how can I treat this part of the liver that has cirrhosis and necrosis?"

Zifeng and Miaoshui shook their heads.

Zifeng asked: "According to the traditional treatment methods, the patient's liver disease cannot be cured. I wonder if you have any new methods?"

Li Shiyun looked at Li Jingjing and asked, "Miss, I guess you want to operate on the patient to remove the cirrhosis and necrosis of the liver?"

Zifeng Guan was startled and asked, "Did you cut the patient's liver by disembowelling?"

Guang Mingzi shouted: "People can't live without a liver. You can hear clearly that only the sclerosis and necrosis are cut."

Zifeng retorted: "The liver was also cut!"

Guang Mingzi gesticulated with his fists and shouted: "The liver is so big, just cut a little bit."

Zifeng said anxiously: "You just said that people will die if they don't have a liver. The liver can't be cut!"

"The patient's body is very weak, he needs to take good care of him and recover for a while before he can perform liver resection for partial necrosis." Li Jingjing stopped the quarrel between the two with one sentence.

At this time, if he proposed to Deng Quliang to perform partial hepatic necrosis surgery with the members of the Deng clan, he would definitely be rejected and the purpose would be questioned.

Li Jingjing simply said that Deng Quliang's health had improved, and he won the trust of the Deng clan.

Dr. Liu Da asked: "Miss, then we should treat patients with stomach problems and heart diseases first, and then treat rheumatism and deafness?"

Li Jingjing nodded, and after waiting for several people to discuss the medicine for treatment, she said, "I'm going to find a way to install an artificial limb on the patient's right leg, so that the patient can stand up and walk as much as possible."

Guang Mingzi wondered, "What is a prosthetic?"

Several members of the Deng clan came to the bedroom next door. They were the six grandsons and great-grandsons of Deng Quming.

Except for Deng Xueping's eldest son, eldest great-grandson and his wife who took part of their clansmen to Beidi in Deng Quming's house, the rest stayed in Luoyang just to send Deng Quming to his death.

(End of this chapter)