As soon as Tian Dazhong and three imperial doctors entered the Yanbo Haomiao Pavilion, they saw the Jin big cake eating in their mouths, thinking about the ground, taking turns chewing two sparrows, and no one paid attention to the mess on the ground.
Snowflake was running and jumping around to amuse herself, and the two white cats turned into red cats.
Who knows in Beijing: Mrs. Pingning likes the two white cats in the house the most. When she takes them out to play, she must dress them up, which is more caring than taking care of the children. Now she is afraid that something will happen, so she lets them go.
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Tian Dazhong's attitude toward Zheng Qiyan's serious poisoning was that he believed in it. If something hadn't happened to Marquis Pingning and Jin Tong was busy taking care of him, how could he have no time to take care of the house chores?
After entering the door, he saw Jin Tong wiping his tears with a handkerchief, his eyes red, and Zheng Qiyan half lying on the bed, with a wolfskin bag on his body, his right hand exposed, twitching slightly, the situation did not seem optimistic.
Tian Dazhong quickly expressed his condolences on behalf of the Holy Lord. The three imperial doctors took turns taking pulses with special eyes. The more they checked, the more ugly their expressions became.
The martial arts inherited from the Jian'an Hou family are unique. They need to soak in medicated baths for three years since childhood to cleanse the tendons and marrow. The medicated baths are not affordable for ordinary babies. Therefore, in the three generations of Jian'an Hou to this day, except for the first generation
Apart from the Marquis of Jian'an, only Zheng Qiyan had mastered the family martial arts.
Once this set of exercises is practiced, the acupuncture points and meridians all over the body will be unimpeded and can be retracted and released freely. Don't let Zheng Qiyan pretend to be sick or pretend to be dead. As long as he is not dissected on the spot, the secret will not be revealed within thirty-six hours.
Although Jintong didn't know about this, she was a modern person who read a lot of fantasy novels about cultivating immortals at Q point, and her nerves were thicker than pumpkin vines in some aspects. So when she saw Zheng Qiyan's dying look, she was not nervous at all, but instead kept worrying about him in her heart.
Thumbs up, this acting is very dedicated! It’s awesome!
The male protagonist is so powerful, so as the heroine, she cannot be defeated.
Jintong adjusted his facial expressions and micro-movements, and waited aside, stirring his handkerchief, looking at the three imperial doctors with eager eyes. Every time the expressions of the three became darker, Jintong became more disappointed, and in the end, tears rolled down his face.
It's dotted and crumbling, which really makes me feel pity for it.
The maids around Jintong all have delicate hearts with seven orifices, and they cooperate very well to show how worried, nervous, desperate and other emotions the loyal subordinates should feel when the master of the family is about to return to the west, competing with Jintong's acting skills.
In order to show that she was a matron who was not afraid of danger, Jin Tong kept her acting skills introverted, while a few personal maids showed their loyalty by going outside. For a while, Zheng Qiyan's bedside was full of orioles and swallows, and they were even more wailing and pitiful.
It made those who heard it cry with them, and those who listened together booed.
Tian Dazhong shed a few tears of sympathy and took the initiative to speak. He asked Jintong's two personal maids in a low voice to help Mrs. Pingning to rest outside and wait. The most important thing was to let the imperial doctors concentrate on taking the pulse of the Marquis.
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Jintong was slightly trembling as he was helped out by the two maids. As he walked, he cursed, life is really not easy, it all depends on acting! She was even worse than an actor, after all, if you can't play a good role, the worst thing you can do is get a few words from fans and you will get paid.
If she failed in her performance, she might have ruined the lives of her and her maids.
It took half an hour for the three imperial doctors to take turns to check the pulse, and they argued in low voices outside.
Dr. Chu, the head of the Taiyuan Hospital, said: "The miasma poisoned by Mr. Hou has invaded the muscles and veins. Thanks to Mr. Hou's deep internal strength, he can barely protect the heart veins, so he is safe for the time being. Now we must first find a way to root out the miasma, and then treat it."
The old wounds suffered by the Marquis." He was very anxious. Marquis Pingning's pulse was so weak, far beyond his expectation. It seemed that he had been careless during this trip. If something happened to Marquis Pingning, his life would be at risk.
That’s it!
Imperial Physician Zhao, who had always been dissatisfied with the head of the Chu Academy, immediately retorted: "You put it lightly! The miasma is different from any poison in the Central Plains. It enters through the lungs and slowly eats away at the Marquis' body, especially the old injuries on the Marquis' body, which are getting worse day by day."
We must start with the old wounds, heal them and remove the poisons. We should pay equal attention to both!" Imperial Physician Zhao never expected that Marquis Pingning would be so seriously injured, and the poisons on his body were so strange and strange that he had never seen them before. He thought about Chu Yuan anyway.
The chief is the backbone. If Marquis Pingning cannot be cured, the responsibility can only be placed on the chief of Chu Yuan.
Dr. Ye, who recommended himself to be cannon fodder, said: "Both of you said what you said makes sense, but the Marquis has a weak pulse now and is almost lifeless. He only relies on a stream of true energy to protect his heart to save his life. It's better to leave the old man alone first.
Using the method of acupuncture, combined with the guidance of Hou Ye’s internal energy, we will see if we can force the miasma to one place, and then find a way to root it out.”
Dr. Zhao, the head of the Chu Academy, all agreed: "This method is very good!"
The head of the Chu Academy said: "I admire Dr. Ye's family background." He thought in his heart: There is a leader standing in the way. Even if Ping Ninghou cannot be cured by then, at least the Holy Master will have someone to vent his anger on, so he will not take out his anger too much.
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Imperial Physician Zhao: "I have always heard that Imperial Physician Ye's unique skill of golden needle crossing acupoints can cure many difficult and complicated diseases. If the Marquis is in danger, Imperial Physician Ye will help him." He thought in his mind: If Imperial Physician Ye can cure Pingning Hou, then that's it.
The head of the Chu Court is incompetent and his virtue is not up to par. If the treatment cannot be cured, the responsibility belongs to Dr. Ye, and with that old man standing in the way, the Holy Master cannot blame me.
Dr. Ye bowed to the other two imperial doctors: "Thank you, you two. If by chance Lao Lao's acupuncture works, I will have to trouble you to come up with a prescription to take care of Mr. Hou's body."
The head of the Chu Academy and Dr. Zhao said: "It's easy to talk!"
Imperial Physician Ye picked up the needle bag and bowed respectfully to Jintong: "Mrs. Hou, I'm going to use the gold needle to measure the acupoints first. Do you think it's okay?"
Seeing the hesitation on Jintong's face, Ye Chongde immediately explained to him: "Madam, Master Hou's poison is in the blood. I first use the method of measuring the acupoints with gold needles to force the poison to one place, and then slowly draw it out."
Jintong carefully wiped away the tears that had finally been squeezed out, and replied angrily: "Thank you, doctor."
This "Golden Needle Acupuncture" is one of the medical skills of the Ye family that is not passed down to others. The other two imperial doctors naturally avoided it. Tian Dazhong did not need to avoid it, so he volunteered to do it. According to Ye Chongde's instructions, he took off Zheng Qiyan's shirt and laid him down.
Turning his back to Ye Chongde.
Ye Chongde took out the needle bag with a serious face. After carefully burning the golden needle with a candle, he concentrated on taking the needle to identify the acupuncture point. Tian Dazhong observed carefully without blinking, only to see Ye Chongde aiming at the acupuncture point and slowly twisting the golden needle into it, very slowly, with his hand
But extremely stable.
After pricking the nine needles, Ye Chongde wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out the silver needle from the needle bag again and put it to the candlelight to grill.
Tian Dazhong saw that the silver needle was more than a circle larger than the ordinary needle, and he was secretly surprised. However, he saw Ye Chongde rolled up his sleeves, picked up the gold needle with one hand, and inserted the silver needle again with the other hand. Nine needles rose and nine needles fell in one go, and with great speed.
He took out nine balls of cotton and placed them one by one on the silver needle.
Tian Dazhong was dazzled by the sight, but in just one breath, the nine balls of cotton were stained with black blood. It turned out that the silver needle was hollow, no wonder it was thicker than the usual ones, Tian Dazhong thought to himself.
Ye Chongde took out a silver box from the medicine box, pulled out the nine silver needles, and put them into the silver box together with the cotton. As soon as the cotton touched the silver box, the entire inner wall turned black.
Tian Dazhong exclaimed: "The poison that Mr. Hou was poisoned is so powerful!"
Ye Chongde, sweating profusely, replied very quickly: "Eunuch Tian, the Marquis is fine for the time being. He will wake up in less than an hour. If the Marquis of the Chu Academy wakes up and helps take the pulse and prescribe the medicine to regulate the body, this poison is too poisonous."
It's too serious, I must deal with it immediately, excuse me." Then he rushed out and grabbed Wu An who was waiting outside: "Quickly, take me to a place in the house away from water sources."
Wu An was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that the silver box Ye Chongde had pocketed at the hem of his clothes was completely black, he immediately walked quickly on his feet and ran towards the execution room. Ye Chongde's medicine boy followed behind him, carrying his medicine box.
, Tian Dazhong followed him without hesitation.
Zheng Qiyan's five senses were much more sensitive than ordinary people. After noticing that Tian Dazhong was far away, he immediately opened his eyes and told Jintong who was guarding his bedside: "Tongtong, my husband is fine, there is no need to worry."
Jintong slapped him back: "Lie down and don't get dressed!"
Zheng Qiyan lay down obediently, waited for the moment, and then woke up.
Jintong raised his voice ecstatically and said: "Master Qi has woken up! It's plain white and green. Come on, bring the bird's nest porridge! Oh, no! Please invite the imperial doctors first. Quick, invite some imperial doctors to come in! Look at Master Qi."
Can you eat and is your body recovering?"
Ye Chongde hasn't come back yet, so the remaining two imperial doctors took turns to check Zheng Qiyan's pulse, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. "Madam, the Marquis is in good health and can eat properly. You will go and get some medicine for the Marquis to recuperate his body."