"Dong dong dong."
In the evening, the courtyard door of Huaidefang Twelve Street was knocked again. Li Ang, who was reading in the courtyard, sighed in annoyance and shouted from the distance outside the courtyard door: "Sorry, it's getting late today. Please come back."
..."
A voice came from outside the door: "Is this Mr. Li Xiaolang? The medical officer of the Imperial Medical Office is here to see you."
"The Imperial Medical Office?"
Li Ang closed the book in surprise. There were many people coming to Huaidefang Twelve Street Hotel to see them today.
A wealthy businessman came to ask for his hand in marriage,
There are guys from the Jinshi Group,
(Jinshi Tuan is a private commercial organization in the State of Yu that provides banquets and travel services for new Jinshi)
There are also fellow villagers from Zhenzhou in Chang'an.
One group is sent away, and another group comes, which is very annoying.
But the medical officer of the Imperial Medical Office... didn't expect this.
Li Ang put down his book, stood up and opened the courtyard door. He saw a middle-aged man in his thirties standing outside the door, wearing white uniforms, and wearing a hard wooden sign as black as ink around his waist.
"Medical officer of the Imperial Medical Office, Qiu Jian.
Qiu Feng is my niece."
Qiu Zhen cupped his hands and said with a wry smile: "I was the one who listened to you talk about malaria and mosquitoes in the room next to Taipingfang Restaurant."
"It turns out to be Dr. Qiu."
Li Ang returned the favor and asked curiously: "Did Dr. Qiu come here about malaria?"
"That's not true."
Qiu Jing said: "I have a medical case and I would like to ask Mr. Li Xiaolang for advice."
"I don't dare to take it seriously."
Li Ang waved his hand humbly. The Imperial Medical Office was nominally responsible for formulating the medical policies of the entire Yu State, leading the medical education system, and guiding private medical clinics and doctors.
The level of medical officers in the Imperial Medical Office is naturally top-notch.
Li Ang said: "Sir, please tell me."
Qiu Zhen nodded and said: "There is a patient who is old and frail, suffering from fatigue and dizziness, palpitations, pale face, inflamed tongue, numbness of hands and feet, slow pulse, and yellowish skin..."
Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "Jaundice?"
"Yes, it's jaundice."
Qiu Zhen praised: "Does Mr. Li Xiaolang think this is caused by moisture, heat, or a watch?"
Li Ang thought for a while and replied, "My eyes are yellow and my whole body is sleepy... It sounds like I am wet."
The so-called jaundice is actually an increase in serum bilirubin concentration, which causes the sclera, skin, mucous membranes, and other tissues and body fluids to become yellowish. The entire skin and even the eyes turn yellow.
Jaundice is both a common symptom and an important sign, with many specific types.
There are cholestatic jaundice, hepatocellular jaundice, congenital non-hemolytic jaundice, and hemolytic jaundice.
And each one has its own cause.
For example, snake venom poisoning, toadstool, extrahepatic bile duct obstruction, intrahepatic bile duct obstruction, intrahepatic cholestasis, schistosomiasis, alcoholic liver disease, lymphoma...
"We also think it's wet weight."
Qiu Jing nodded and said, "But the medicines given during this period have not been very effective. Will Mr. Li Xiaolang come and take a look?"
"this..."
Li Ang hesitated a little,
Unlike otolithiasis and fractures, jaundice is a common symptom with a huge number of potential causes.
Some dangerous diseases, such as hepatitis, liver cancer, pancreatic head cancer, cirrhosis, periampullary cancer...
Under the current conditions, there is no basis for efficient treatment.
What's more, even Qiu Zhen, a medical officer at the Imperial Medical Office, was helpless about the disease and wanted to come over to seek advice from a young doctor like himself.
This shows how difficult the disease is and how complicated the situation is.
Qiu Zhen also knew that his request was unreasonable, and sighed: "The sick person is Duke Yan."
"General Yan Yundang?"
Li Ang frowned slightly. Yan Yundang led troops to attack the Turks from the north many times decades ago. On the last occasion, he even led a thousand cavalry to rush a hundred steps outside the Turk Khan's tent.
With one against two, two Turkic martial arts masters were killed in formation, and peace between the two places was restored for decades.
The undoubted pillar of the country.
"Yes, Yan Mansion's carriage is waiting outside."
Qiu Jing nodded and said, "Will Mr. Li Xiaolang come?"
"...Wait until I get ready."
Li Ang sighed, turned back to the house and explained a few words to Chai Cuiqiao, then walked out with his medicine box and followed Qiu Zhen into the carriage.
During this time, he also heard that Duke Yan was ill and was searching for famous doctors in Chang'an City.
Many outstanding doctors from Chang'an City and even famous doctors from Luoyang rushed over to consult Duke Yan.
But...the more doctors gathered together, the longer it took and the more serious the condition became.
The carriage of Duke Yan's palace passed through the streets of Fangshi, and like the carriage of the academy, there was almost no vibration.
As the vehicle slowly drove into the luxurious residential area, bursts of medicinal fragrance hit your nostrils.
The Duke of Yan's Mansion has arrived.
Li Ang and Qiu Wen got off the carriage and walked through the side door into the courtyard behind the Duke's Mansion.
The housekeeper in charge of the reception was a little surprised when he saw Li Ang's age, but after hearing Li Ang's name, he immediately expressed his welcome——
The housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion has a smooth flow of information, and he can know the news circulating in the market even without leaving home.
There is something magical about a young doctor who ranks second in the academy's preliminary examination.
The housekeeper respectfully and enthusiastically led Li Ang and Qiu Zhen to the hall. As soon as they approached, they heard a low scolding.
"Although I don't understand medicine, this prescription requires chewing five taels of raw dandelions? Do you think I'm a cow?!"
In the hall, an old man in brocade clothes stood holding the table.
He was tall, not angry and intimidating, and although the palms exposed outside the sleeves of his brocade clothes were as skinny as wood, he still pressed the hardwood table to make clear fingerprints.
"Father!"
The person facing the old man in Jinyi was a tall and muscular middle-aged man who looked almost like him. "Medical books say that dandelions can transform heat and poison, eliminate malignant swelling and tuberculosis, detoxify food poisons, and disperse stagnation of qi."
There’s no harm in eating a little more…”
"Have you given me too little messy food these past few days? Which one has been effective?"
Yan Yundang looked at his son, shook his head and said, "I know my body well. I have accumulated too many injuries in my early years, and it is already too late to repair it.
You, on the other hand, have just been favored by His Majesty and become General Youjinwu. Why do you stay in the mansion all day? Go and work as an errand!"
"Father!"
The newly promoted General Youjinwu named Yan Lin was anxious and angry, but completely helpless.
In fact, he can also understand the reason why his father is stubborn and does not listen to the doctor's advice——
Yan Yundang, who was born as a small soldier in the north, grew up as a martial arts master and was named a great general who controlled the country through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of his enemies.
However, the hero is dying. The Duke of Yan, who once made the Turks frightened and stopped crying,
Now I have to live with medicinal soups all day long, be manipulated by ordinary doctors, and drink medicines with unknown ingredients and unpleasant smells.
I can't lift a strong bow, I can't lift a sword,
Even daily life requires others to take care of you.
The humiliation, loss, and pain involved cannot be explained to outsiders.
Yan Lin was very convinced that his father would rather die on the battlefield or on the martial arts field than die on the bed in an old and decrepit manner.
The reason why we are still supporting so hard is entirely for the future of the Yan family.
A father and a son stood facing each other with sullen faces, silently releasing their aura and squeezing towards each other.
But this time, Yan Lin did not give in - not because he, as an innate warrior, had become stronger, but because Yan Yundang's physical condition had weakened to the extreme.
"Swipe-"
The sound of rolling bead curtains sounded,
The butler walked into the hall with gentle steps, lowered his hands and said respectfully: "Alang, Dalang.
Medical Officer Qiu Zhen and Dr. Li Xiao are here."
"Doctor Li Xiao?"
Yan Lin frowned and looked around, seeing Li Ang carrying a medicine box behind the butler.
"ha,"
Yan Yundang also saw Li Ang. The general of the Zhenguo gave a bitter smile with mixed emotions, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Now, all the yellow-mouthed children who don't even have full beards will be caught and treated by me..."
"General, if you mind, I can also grow a beard."
Li Angshi opened the medicine box and took out the gray beard made of wolf hair that he had already prepared. He stuck it to his lips calmly and said lightly: "Is this okay?"
This chapter has been completed!