After a while, the three doctors all arrived one after another.
Fu Yun took the decoction and sat by the bed: "Let me try." After a moment, he also looked shocked. "I can't feed it."
Aunt Six hurriedly asked the two old doctors beside her: "Doctor, what on earth is going on?"
Doctor Xu frowned, with worry on his face: "I wonder if Madam has eaten in the morning?" Some patients suddenly lose the ability to swallow, which is a precursor to death.
Zhao Changyuan said: "Yes, I fed her a bowl of porridge and she ate it all."
Doctor Zheng and Doctor Xu were worried that they were together, so they hurriedly walked out of the room and told Xiaomei: "Go to the kitchen and order some food, be quick."
More than ten minutes later, when the sweet and delicious minced meat porridge slid into Gong Yueyue's mouth, everyone saw her throat trembling slightly...the second mouthful, the third mouthful...
"This..." The doctors looked at each other. Isn't this person quite good at eating?
"Give me more medicine." Fu Yun quickly picked up the medicine bowl. As soon as the spoon was delivered, he clasped it on Gong Yueyue's teeth and was rejected.
Fu Yun put down the medicine bowl and smiled slightly: "I understand, she seems unwilling to take this medicine."
Zhao Changyuan threw himself beside the bed, took Gong Yueyue's hand and rubbed it continuously in his big hand. They said that ten fingers are connected to the heart. During these days, whenever he had the chance, he would play with her hand. Maybe he was naive. I thought this was the so-called cardiac resuscitation "surgery". "Madam, can you hear me, right?"
Aunt Six also sat by the bed and helped call her: "Yueyue, we are all here. If you hear it, just wake up."
Dr. Zheng didn't agree with using that strong medicine on the general's wife, so he took the opportunity to mutter: "General, my wife seems... unwilling to harm the fetus in her belly."
These words were of course very pleasant to Zhao Changyuan's ears. "Madam, I know you can hear me. Are you reluctant to let go of our child? If not, can you wake up quickly? If you don't wake up, you and the child... They won’t be able to hold on... If you feel sorry for them, wake up quickly..."
Things seemed to be back to where they started. The man lying down was still awake, the two babies in his belly could still eat and drink, and they would never die...
The doctors were silent for a long time, and Zhao Changyuan, who was full of expectations, couldn't hold it in anymore. "I wonder what the doctors have to say?" He thought in his heart that his wife would definitely hear him. He planned to start from today. , keep talking in her ear, and she will definitely wake up!
Sure enough, at least Dr. Xu agreed with him. "Judging from Madam's current situation, it seems that she is not completely unconscious. At least, she may actually be able to hear us."
Doctor Zheng was still thinking silently. Fu Yun poured cold water on Zhao Changyuan with a calm face: "Yun'er thinks that another possibility is more likely - the nature of a mother to protect her children."
Although she couldn't bear it, Aunt Six also agreed with Fu Yun's opinion from the bottom of her heart. "I agree with Miss Fu. Sometimes, animals do extraordinary things to protect their cubs, let alone... Where are the people."
Zhao Changyuan blinked his dry eyes and looked at them, turning his face away and muttering stubbornly: "But I would rather believe that my wife can hear me."
Fu Yun rolled his eyes and suddenly became energetic: "General Zhao's words gave Yun'er a wake-up call."
Everyone looked at her and motioned for her to continue. "I remember my father once told me that the so-called human soul is composed of the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. Let's assume that my father's statement is Yes, then the so-called soul separation may be caused by the loss of the five senses or severe trauma, causing the person to lose contact with all things in the world."
"Miss Fu continued. "Everyone here, the person who can best understand and accept this theory most easily is the materialist Liu Yi from the first century. Although, the human perceptual system, except what Fu Yun said, In addition to the five senses, it is also inseparable from human consciousness and inherent ways of thinking. But in this age of belief in ghosts and gods, Fu Yun's statement is already very reliable and advanced.
"If we can find ways to stimulate her five senses so that she can regain contact with us, or be able to hear or touch, then there is hope for recovery."
Having said this, even Dr. Xu and Dr. Zheng greatly agreed.
"What Miss Fu said is absolutely true!" Dr. Zheng couldn't help but give a thumbs up to this young female descendant and praised her repeatedly.
Fu Yun was a little embarrassed and responded calmly: "I was just conveying my father's words."
Having said this, Doctor Zheng also lowered his head to think for a moment, and suddenly remembered something. "I have a way, let's give it a try."
The several doctors seemed to be discussing something interesting, and Zhao Changyuan naturally had a glimmer of hope in his heart: "Doctor Zheng, please tell me."
"I once learned an acupuncture method from a foreign expert. This method can be used to stimulate deaf people, so that the sound is transmitted into the ears and amplified dozens of times. If the general is willing, why not let me perform acupuncture on my wife? If you try it, even if it doesn't work, the effect will fade away automatically after a few days, and it will do no harm to your body."
This method sounds much more reliable than taking medicine, and Fu Yun and Sixth Aunt, who have always been steady and conservative, nodded in approval. Of course, Zhao Changyuan agreed without hesitation. "Then there will be Doctor Lao Zheng!"
Within a few hours, Dr. Xu's driver arrived at the door of an elegant teahouse near the official road of Cangzhou City, and briefly met Pan Zhuqing, who had come away from his official duties.
As soon as Dr. Xu finished explaining Gong Yueyue's progress, Pan Zhuqing was also very surprised: "Is there such a thing?"
"It's absolutely true. This Mrs. Zhao still has the heart to protect her son in a coma. Thinking about it, it's really embarrassing."
"So far, what is Zhao Changyuan going to do?" Pan Zhuqing stood by the window, his face even gloomier than the sky that had just rained. Although the pain and anxiety in his heart was not as good as that of the man who had lost half his life due to a broken heart. Zhao Changyuan can be regarded as the second person in the world who is worried about Gong Yueyue. What's more, given his identity and position, he is full of worries and anxieties, but he can only stand far away, separated by several layers. People are waiting and watching in a hurry.
He couldn't hide the worry and pain on his face, but Dr. Xu still had to pretend not to notice, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Doctor Zheng will perform an acupuncture on Mrs. Zhao tomorrow, saying it can stimulate The hearing in her ears, uh, allows her to hear us."
Imperial Physician Xu is a smart man. His intelligence lies not only in his superb medical skills, but also in his sharp eyesight and fortitude that he has honed through being in the palace officialdom for so many years. How could Pan Zhuqing's thoughts be hidden from his eyes? It's just that , he didn’t take it to heart at all, or in other words, he didn’t dare to take it to heart, the petty thoughts of the younger generations who were obsessed with men and women. Anyway, this matter would not hinder him. What’s more, neither the Zhao family nor the Pan family were He, a little imperial doctor, can afford to offend him.
In his opinion, Gong Yueyue is just a pretty and cute little girl. But there are so many stunning beauties in the world? Not to mention the distant ones, just Mrs. Han Chenglie, who has inconvenient legs and feet, and the young lady with outstanding medical skills. Fu Yun was on par with her in terms of appearance, but she managed to win such deep love from the two noble men. It must be said that God was a little too partial to her in terms of love.
Now, if he can help Pan and Zhao to revive the little girl, it will be regarded as a huge favor sold to these two families. If he cannot save her, then he can only lament that "beauties have had a bad life since ancient times." .
After hearing what he said, Pan Zhuqing thought for a moment, walked to the table, turned the ring in his hand, frowned and asked: "Is it really that simple? What if I hear it? What if I still don't wake up?"
"this……"
Pan Zhuqing's tone was neither light nor serious, neither urgent nor slow, but it conveyed a chilling momentum. This made Doctor Xu want to face it vaguely, but he lost the confidence.
Seeing that the other party was speechless, Pan Zhuqing knew that he was asking too much. So he remained silent for a while, and then asked: "Doctor Xu, the herbs that are used to break Qi and blood in your prescription, can you use other herbs to replace them?" "
Doctor Xu secretly sighed in his heart, this Pan Zhuqing is really smart. These days, the doctors are just thinking about how to gather the medicinal materials and how to make Gong Yueyue drink it. No one thought of this. "I have never thought of this. .I am afraid that if the medicinal materials are changed, the medicinal properties will be lost."
Pan Zhuqing nodded tiredly and said calmly: "Okay, please copy the recipe and give it to me, and I will think of a solution."
"Hey, yes."
While chatting, Dr. Xu asked the waiter to take care of the pen and ink, and copied out a copy of the prescription.
The carriage wandered around the city until nightfall. Pan Zhuqing always opened a corner of the carriage curtains and looked at the shop signs on the street. Xue Jiu across from him crossed his arms and looked at him helplessly, and then looked out the window at the street scene, feeling in his heart So sad.
These days, although the war has ceased, the crafting activities in the border towns have become more and more frequent. In other words, Zhao Changyuan's group of people have been very leisurely recently. But Pan Zhuqing's place is extremely busy. Pan Zhuqing has only time to sleep every day. , other times, he is almost either in the yamen or running along the border. Almost every day's meals are served casually on the carriage. Now Gong Yueyue's affairs have allocated half of his mind.
Xue Jiu couldn't help but be alarmed in a weird way: "Hey, young master, tell me, how did Zhuge Liang die?"
Pan Zhuqing was startled: "Why are you asking this question without any reason?" As soon as he finished speaking, he realized what the other party's intention was. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and laughed at himself: "I have a lot of self-knowledge. Who is Zhuge Kongming? I, Pan Zhuqing, What does it matter? Don’t worry, I won’t torture myself to death.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up when he looked out the window, he opened the curtain and called out: "Stop the car."
The carriage came to a halt, and he stepped onto the bluestone road. Just as he was about to leave, Xue Jiu asked from behind: "Master, do you want me to accompany you?"
He waved his hand and walked to the medicine shop on the street without looking back: "No, just wait here."
As soon as he approached the half-open wooden door, the fragrant aroma of medicine hit him. Pan Zhuqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt much refreshed. Just as she was about to reach out and push the door open, she heard a sound coming from inside. A very familiar voice.
"Shopkeeper, please think about it again."
Pan Zhuqing immediately recognized the owner of the voice as Fu Yun, raised his eyebrows, opened the door and looked in. (To be continued)