Boom, boom, two muffled sounds came from behind the dark clouds.
As if to scatter the dark clouds all over the sky, in the gaps between the clouds, several golden snakes danced wildly, and together with the sound of thunder, the clouds covering the sky and the sun were torn apart.
The old man's palace was brightly lit. The candlelight covered in the glazed lampshade danced faintly with the thunder outside, and from time to time a few sparks burst out.
The hall was silent. Everyone opened their eyes wide, held their breath and even looked nervously at the dirty old Taoist.
Everyone has a question in their mind: can it be done?
Some people even think it's ridiculous. Even the royal doctors raised by the imperial court can't do anything. The emperor's grandson can be brought back to life by finding a quack magician?
Besides, as the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, how can you believe this?
However, everyone also felt that the situation was excusable. The emperor's grandson was eager to save his ancestors and would not give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.
Therefore, the historian who always stayed close to him was deliberately blocked. If this matter failed, all the blame would be on this Taoist priest. If it happened, he would not be mentioned in the history books.
Beside the old man's bed, there were only Zhu Yunxi and Taoist Xi Yingzhen.
The Taoist's dirty fingers, with nails full of dirt, were placed heavily on the old man's pulse, as if his nails were digging into his flesh.
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This fight lasted almost half a quarter of an hour.
The Taoist frowned in thought, his expression solemn.
"How?" Zhu Yunxi asked softly.
"Ha!" Xi Yingzhen said with a sneer, regardless of the many ministers around him looking at him, "Your grandpa is not a broad-minded and open-minded person, and he has toiled his own heart into trouble over the years. Plus a few times
The anger attacks the heart, it’s strange that it can be cured!”
"Bold maniac..."
As soon as there was a roar around him, Zhu Yunxi raised his hand to stop him. He looked at Xi Yingzhen and asked, "I want to ask you, can I save you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another burst of lightning and thunder outside.
In the light and shadow of the lightning, half of Zhu Yunxi's face was as cold as an iceberg.
Xi Yingzhen looked carefully at the face in front of him, and then at the pale, sweating, comatose emperor on the dragon bed.
"Your grandpa is also very lucky. If others had such a high fever, they would have turned into fools long ago!" Xi Yingzhen said unforgivingly. Before Zhu Yunxi could get angry, he stood up and said, "The imperial doctor over there is listening. Three cases of Shengmai Powder have been prepared."
For example, the thicker the better, drink it to your emperor!"
The imperial doctors on the side did not dare to move and looked at Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yunxi nodded slightly, "Listen to him!"
"But His Majesty is having trouble speaking right now!" Taiyuan was saying, "The medicine won't go down at all!"
"Stupid! You can't open your mouth, and you can't pry?" Xi Yingzhen rolled his eyes at him, "You quacks, you still want to be high-ranking and well-paid?" After that, he shouted again, "Here comes the hot water, Taoist Master.
Wash your hands!"
Not long after, a basin of hot water was brought, along with soap locust and other substances for cleaning.
The water was very hot, and Xi Ying was really grinning from the heat, but he was extra careful when washing his hands, rubbing and rinsing repeatedly. The dirt on his nails and the old skin sludge on his hands were gradually soaked in the water. What was originally a basin of clear water was
The water is now extremely filthy.
The water was changed twice more, and after Xi Yingzhen washed herself, she cut off her long nails under the care of the palace maid.
At this time, the medicine has been prepared.
Shengmai Powder is not a folk prescription, but a medicine commonly used in the palace. It consists of three medicinal herbs: ginseng, Ophiopogon japonicus and Schisandra chinensis. Ginseng replenishes vitality and Ophiopogon japonicus moistens the lungs. Schisandra chinensis astringes the lungs and stops sweating. But three parts of the medicine,
Making a serving is unheard of.
"Don't rush in, Taoist, I'll add some treasure to it!"
Xi Yingzhen opened the medicine jar and smelled it. After nodding, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and poured some white powder into it. It wasn't much, about two dollars.
The hospital was shouting, "You monster, you actually added arsenic?"
"What's going on?" Xi Yingzhen asked sideways.
"That's poison!" Taiyuan said in horror, "It's poison!"
"You also said it is poison. It is both poison and medicine. When it harms people, it is poison, and when it saves people, it is naturally medicine!" Xi Yingzhen said disdainfully, "Besides, medicine is three parts poison. There is nothing in this world that is not poisonous.
Medicine? Your emperor is seriously ill, and now he will be given strong medicine. He has a poisonous heart, so he must fight poison with poison!"
"You... are ridiculous and unheard of!" Taiyuan said righteously, "His Majesty is now weak and in critical condition. If the strong medicine is given, wouldn't it be...?"
"If you don't break it, you won't build it. If you break it, you will build it up. You are fooled by the prescription!" Xi Yingzhen scoffed a few more words, "You are the only one who treats the dead. You have a living person in your hands and you don't know anything about it!"
"My lies are misleading the public!" The face of Taiyuan Hospital was ashen.
"Who has the final say? Should we save him or not? If not, why don't you let Master Dao go back? You haven't had dinner yet?" Xi Yingzhen said.
Zhu Yunxi hesitated again and again. It was no small matter to use arsenic as medicine, so he said, "Are you sure you're fine?"
"If you don't believe me, why bother forcing me to do this?" Xi Yingzhen said angrily, "This is the temperament of your Zhu family. Employees breed suspicion, and suspicion breeds murderous intent..."
"You know the consequences!" Zhu Yunxi suddenly grinned, with a ferocious look on his face, "If it can be cured, you can be as crazy as you like, I will tolerate you! If it can't be cured, hehe!"
"The nature of a robber is exactly what you two created!"
Xi Yingzhen said angrily in a low voice, and then said, "Hurry up and give your emperor the medicine to drink!"
Zhu Yunxi signaled that several imperial doctors would come forward to apologize first and then open the old man's mouth.
But the old man's jaw was clenched, and they worked for a long time, but made no progress.
"I'm just complimenting you when I call you a quack!" Xi Yingzhen cursed, suddenly reaching out and pinching the old man between his thumb and index finger, and the old man's mouth suddenly opened.
"You have thrown away all the things belonging to our ancestors, and yet you are still talking shamelessly about curing diseases and saving people. Bah, you are a bunch of cowards who are obsessed with fame and wealth!" Xi Yingzhen continued to curse.
His move directly shocked the people in Taiyuan Hospital. It also made Zhu Yunxi feel more hopeful.
After the medicinal soup was poured down, the old man's closed eyelids trembled a few times and he let out a few vague coughs.
Xi Yingzhen solemnly took out a small bundle from his pocket. Although he was dirty, the bundle was indeed clean and spotless.
He opened it carefully, and the things inside glowed dazzlingly under the reflection of the light.
A row of silver needles, varying in length and thickness on one side.
Xi Yingzhen's movements were very slow, pious, as if in some kind of ritual, and the eyes he looked at those silver needles seemed to be looking at the woman he cherished, as gentle as water.
He carefully pulled out a palm-long one and wiped it carefully with a flannel soaked in strong alcohol.
Then, he slowly took the old man's hand.
With a pop, Zhu Yunxi could almost hear the sound of a needle penetrating his flesh. A long silver needle penetrated deeply along the joint between the old man's index fingers.
On the bed, the old man's body shook violently.
Immediately afterwards, without giving anyone any room to speak, in a flash of lightning, all the old man’s fingers were pricked.
Zhu Yunxi noticed that the old man's face gradually showed a rare blush. He clenched his fists nervously, but found that his palms were covered with sweat.
"Is this acupuncture?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
Xi Yingzhen rarely spoke sarcastically or said anything irrelevant, but said with a straight face, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
As he said this, he continued to withdraw the needle and continued to wipe, "His heart fire was too strong, and cold air entered his body, and the yin and yang were out of balance. The heart fire had accumulated for many years, and the anger attacked the heart, so the heart failed."
"He has more than one disease. The medicinal soup can only cure the surface. To treat the internal disease, the only way is to use this method. The acupuncture points stimulate his heart vessels, causing them to vibrate violently, and activate blood circulation in the body!"
"If anyone else had used this method, it would definitely not work. But your grandfather, God has given him a good body and a good foundation, so he can withstand the hardships!"
After that, he said to the imperial doctor next to him, "Prepare Angelica Four Seasons Decoction. Take half of the bezoar heart-protecting pill from your palace and dissolve it in the decoction. It is best to use three-year-old pills. Do not use new medicines!"
The imperial doctors left to go about their business, and Xi Yingzhen also polished the silver needles.
"Help your grandpa up!" he said.
Zhu Yunxi waved, Pu Bucheng stepped forward, and the two of them helped the old man sit up.
This time, Xi Yingzhen placed the needle very slowly.
Two needles were inserted into the old man's temples on both sides.
"Just use a little bit of strength, Master Dao, and your life will be gone on the spot!" After Xi Yingxian gave the injection, as if all his strength had been drained, he looked at the old man and smiled weakly, "But Master Dao doesn't dare, I hate you for being
I hate you, but I dare not kill you after all!"
With that said, he pulled out the last needle and looked at the lightning and thunder outside the window, "If I kill you, I will be punished by God!"
This chapter has been completed!