Seven hundred and seventieth chapters safety is unpredictable
"Otherwise, what about?" Faced with Yehenala's questioning, Imperial Physician Fang sighed softly and said, "The worst-case scenario is that the fetal air is difficult to stabilize, and Concubine Ying gives birth to a dragon fetus in advance."
Yehenara's eyes flashed slightly and said: "So, no matter what the outcome is, the lives of concubine Ying, mother and child will not be in danger?"
Doctor Fang smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid things are not as optimistic as the empress expected. Concubine Ying is pregnant with twins, which will inevitably be smaller and lighter than ordinary fetuses. They are only eight months old now. Once they are born prematurely, I'm afraid the children will be very young."
It's hard to survive." After saying that, he cupped his hands and said, "Madam, if you don't have any other questions, I will go down and prescribe the medicine first. The longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for my concubine."
Yehenala said quickly: "If that's the case, you should quickly prescribe the medicine, and then have someone cook it and bring it over." After the doctor Fang went down, she held Li De's hand and walked to Hu's bed with a look on her face.
He said with concern: "Sister, don't be too nervous, relax a little, Fang Taiyi has great medical skills."
Gao Ming, I will definitely keep you mother and son safe." After Mrs. Hu nodded, she said to the palace attendants who were standing in the palace at a loss: "You guys go and boil some hot water, just in case..." She sighed.
He didn't say any more and said instead: "Anyway, just do as I asked."
The palace man nodded quickly and went down to boil water as instructed. Only a few people from the Yehenala family were left in the inner hall. When the palace people left and Hu was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and moaning, Yehenala looked at Li
De winked, and the latter nodded knowingly
, squatting down and quietly moving to Hu's couch, her sleeves stretched and contracted, and the embroidered shoes hidden in the two sleeves slipped silently into her hands. No matter the color or the embroidery, these embroidered shoes were the same as those placed by Hu on the pedal.
There is no difference between two pairs.
Li De placed the shoes on the pedal, and as for Hu's original pair, he followed the same pattern and hid it in his sleeves, and then stood silently behind Yehenala; no one knew that the most important evidence had been taken away.
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I don’t know how long it had passed, but urgent footsteps were heard outside. The next moment, the door was pushed open, and Hongli walked in quickly. He ignored Yehenala who bowed and saluted, and ran straight to the bed, looking nervously at it.
Looking at Mrs. Hu, whose face was as pale as paper, she immediately asked Doctor Fang who followed him in: "How are concubine Ying and the child?"
Doctor Fang repeated what he had said to Yehenala, and Hongli said with a gloomy face: "No matter what method you use, I must keep the dragon fetus in my concubine's belly. Do you hear me clearly?"
"I will try my best, but the dragon fetus..." He wanted to say that he was not sure, but before he finished speaking, cold and stern eyes fell on his side. He swallowed the words on his lips and said in a harsh voice: "I heard you clearly.
Already."
Hongli snorted coldly and said, "Where is the medicine? Is it ready to be fried?" As soon as he finished speaking, the palace servants brought the medicine in. After Qiu Ju took it, she carefully fed Mrs. Hu to drink it, but Mrs. Hu's
The situation is not optimistic. The pain in the abdomen continues and the redness does not stop. The longer this situation lasts, the more dangerous it becomes.
"Mr. Fang, why doesn't the medicine work?" Facing Hongli's scolding, Dr. Fang said with cold sweat on his head: "If the medicine cannot suppress Concubine Ying's fetal qi, then... then..." He
After hesitating for a long time, he finally said bravely: "The only option is to give birth."
"Giving birth?" Hongli said with an ugly face: "The baby in my concubine's belly is only eight months old, and it is twins. If I give birth at this time, will the baby survive?"
Doctor Fang felt that sweat had flowed into his eyes and felt very uncomfortable, but he did not dare to wipe it with his hands, so he could only hold back and said: "I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's a little difficult!"
At this time, Mrs. Hu clutched Hongli's sleeve with a distorted face, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, save...save the children, you must...you must save them!"
"I understand, please don't get excited, lest the fetal movement becomes more severe." After comforting Mrs. Hu, Hongli said: "Immediately send all the imperial doctors to Changchun to diagnose and treat Concubine Ying!"
Xiaowu responded and left quickly. After he walked away, Yehenala, who had never been looked at by Hongli, suppressed the displeasure in his heart and walked up and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much, sister.
With the auspicious combination of mother and son, people and heaven, everything will be fine."
"I hope so." After saying this, Hongli said no more. His attitude made Yehenala feel more and more unhappy. In addition, after standing for so long, his legs were sore and numb. He wanted to
She found an excuse to sit down, but Hongli didn't say anything, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it in secret.
Chuntao felt that the hand holding Yehenala was getting heavier and heavier, and whispered: "Master, are you tired? I will help you to sit on the side for a while."
Yehenala suppressed the anger in her heart and said coldly: "No need, I can still bear it!" She deliberately spoke louder to attract Hongli's attention, but she didn't know that Hongli didn't go there at all.
She glanced here, focusing only on Mr. Hu.
Yehenala saw all this and was so depressed that she was about to burst into flames. Aren't they just a pair of twins? What's so great, she was also carrying a dragon fetus, but Hongli was indifferent.
care.
It seemed that she was right to get rid of the twins. Once Hu was born, with Hongli's attitude today, it was very likely that they would really come to her head. Thinking of this, Yehenala's eyes flashed.
A subtle sneer.
Not long after, Xiao Wu led a group of imperial doctors in hurriedly. After diagnosing and discussing the pulse, they all thought that there was nothing wrong with the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor Fang, and they could not find anything wrong.
Yehenala pretended to be anxious and said: "You are the most superb medical people in the Qing Dynasty. Can you really not think of any way?"
Zhuang Zheng thought about it for a long time and said tentatively: "If there is really no other way, you might as well... try burning moxa."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Minghua shook his head and said: "It's useless. The method of burning moxa is very effective if used when the symptoms first appear. But now that Concubine Ying is like this, burning moxa is no longer enough."
"Then...is there any other way?" Faced with Yehenala's inquiry, Zhou Minghua gritted his teeth, walked up to Hongli, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, Weichen once learned acupuncture from his master.
The technique may be effective, but Wei Chen cannot guarantee it."
Hongli thought for a while and said: "Whether it's useful or not, just give it a try."
With Hongli's permission, Zhou Minghua took out the silver needle and applied the needle to Hu who looked in pain with a serious face. He applied the needle very quickly and in one go. However, such speed was quite a burden on him. After he stopped,
I was already sweating profusely, because as long as there was a slight pause or the wrong needle was placed, not only would all the effects be lost, but Hu's body might also be harmed.
As soon as he stopped, Hongli asked urgently: "How is it? Is Concubine Ying okay?"