In ancient times, what we call twins, Ziheche, is what modern people call placenta. For children with neonatal hemolytic disease, the placenta will be edematous. This is something that ancient Chinese medicine did not know.
The servants of the Zhou family saw Miss Yang looking at the bloody things without hesitation.
How dare a young lady who has not yet left the court get the courage? The maid waiting next to her felt her soles go numb just by looking at her.
Mrs. Tuesday held her breath and looked at Miss Yang carefully.
Finally, Yang Mo raised her head and looked at Mrs. Tuesday, "Can you use the hand scale at home to weigh me?"
A hand scale? What to weigh? Mrs. Tuesday didn't understand.
Yang Mo pointed at the twins and said, "How much do they weigh?"
Mrs. Tuesday frowned, she couldn't just look at it, but she also... said... how could such a thing happen?
Placental edema will increase the weight, and she cannot draw a conclusion based on visual inspection alone.
Miss Yang wants to weigh her twins. What is the diagnosis and treatment method? It is completely unreasonable.
Before Mrs. Tuesday could calm down, Yang Mo asked again: "Second Madam, can you bring the baby out for us to diagnose and treat?"
The baby has been born, why hasn't he been brought over yet?
Only then did Madam Zhou come to her senses and told the mother next to her, "Quickly... do as Miss Yang said and get a hand scale." Then she looked at Yang Mo and said, "I'll go take a look and come over."
As soon as Mrs. Tuesday finished speaking, she heard faint hysterical shouting from outside, "No one... no one can take my child away... Even if I die... I will die with him."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Mo saw a tall figure walking in from the outside, lifting the soft curtain, followed by a deep voice, "Ruiniang, don't worry, I won't let the Taoist priest take the child away, we please
Let the doctor come and see him and he will be cured. This is my flesh and blood, how can I be willing to ignore him."
The atmosphere in the room was very solemn, and everyone seemed to have expected the outcome.
Yang Mo stood up and said, "We can't carry the child over, but we can go into the inner room for treatment."
Mrs. Tuesday looked at Yang Mo gratefully.
While they were talking, the servants had already brought the scales over, and the mother next to her took the twins with her own hands and weighed them, "One catty and two taels."
"Did you weigh the baby?"
Whether in ancient times or modern times, it is customary to weigh newborn babies.
"The young master is five pounds."
The young master's weight is normal, but what is abnormal is the weight of the placenta. The overweight placenta is only a quarter of the child's weight, which is an edematous placenta.
This is an important indicator of neonatal hemolytic disease.
Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Tuesday, "Can I go in and take a look?"
Mrs. Zhou nodded and welcomed Yang Mo, Mr. Bai and Ji Zizhuan into the inner room.
The room was full of maids, and Mrs. Wen, who had just delivered the baby, was standing next to her, as well as the female officials from the Imperial Hospital.
Seeing Miss Yang entering the room, everyone's eyes couldn't help showing curious expressions. The most talked about thing in Beijing these days was Miss Yang's anti-acne serum. Then the female officer remembered that the imperial doctors at the Tai Hospital were trying to embarrass Miss Yang.
They didn't want to stay in the house for long, and slowly left one by one.
Princess Chunjun looked at Yang Mo and the others with her big eyes open.
Yang Mo took off the Mi Li on her head. Her long Mi Li covered her knees. It gave people a very alienated feeling, not to mention Princess Chunjun who was as frightened as a bird at the moment.
Seeing Miss Yang's calm and gentle expression after the curtain left, Princess Chunjun's heart relaxed a little, and she turned to look at Prince Chun beside her.
King Chunjun stretched out his hand to tentatively take the child in Princess Chunjun's arms. Princess Chunjun looked at the quiet little face of the child in her arms and couldn't help but become very nervous again.
Yang Mo stepped forward and said softly: "Don't worry, Princess, we will diagnose the young master here."
The child was brought over, and everyone looked towards Miss Yang, all wanting to know what special method Miss Yang could come up with.
The imperial doctor who was waiting outside also walked in, and the judge from the right hospital was still listening to the news in Taiyuan Hospital, waiting for Miss Yang to make a fool of herself, so as to offset some of the resentment in her heart.
Yang Mo looked at the child carefully. It looked no different from a healthy baby, so no one could accept that the child would die in just a few days.
"Is the princess giving birth to full term?" Yang Mo raised her head and asked Po Wen next to her.
Po Wen whispered: "It's more than twenty days early."
Yang Mo nodded. For babies with hemolytic disease, the symptoms of hemolytic disease will be more severe the longer they are delivered to full term. They will usually develop symptoms after one or two days. If you want treatment, you must treat it as soon as possible, and you can't waste any time.
Princess Chunjun's hands clenched the brocade quilt on her body. She looked at Miss Yang expectantly, hoping that Miss Yang could tell her that the child was not sick.
This is what she wants to hear in her dreams. Her child is healthy and has not contracted the same serious diseases as the previous children. Now all her hopes are on the teenage girl in front of her.
The imperial doctor next to him couldn't wait to ask, "Miss Yang, is the young master sick?"
Yang Mo gently pressed the child's eyelids. The eyelids turned white and there was no blood on the fingertips. It was anemia.
Princess Chunjun’s first pregnancy was difficult to deliver, and there were bleeding symptoms. Then her second pregnancy developed severe jaundice, and her third pregnancy had placental edema. The child even had some anemia. She was almost certain that the child had neonatal disease.
Hemolytic disease.
Yang Mo looked at Mr. Bai.
Mr. Bai is also good at Xiaofang pulse (that is, pediatrics), and he quickly started to diagnose it carefully.
After Mr. Bai finished checking his pulse, Yang Mo looked at Princess Chunjun and said, "Now it seems that the young master is suffering from a disease. The real diagnosis will have to wait until tomorrow."
Princess Chunjun felt that all the strength in her body had been taken away, and she immediately fell onto the bed, thanks to Prince Chun's support at her side.
The imperial doctor next to him smiled. Even if he got that kind of disease, even the gods could not save him. The judge on the right court would be happy when he heard the news. Prince Chunjun invited Miss Yang to come to praise her, but the result was the same.
In case the Shangqing Hospital failed to save the young master, now there is someone to back him up. In the Imperial Hospital, if you don't surrender to the children's hospital envoy and the right hospital magistrate, you still have to wear small shoes. Miss Yang, a private doctor, goes against the hospital magistrate.
, that is not seeking death.
"Impossible," Princess Chunjun regained her breath and stretched out her hand for the child, "Give me the child. He is fine but there is something wrong with him. It is clearly because of your poor medical skills." She said and looked at Prince Chun for help, "Princess
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we will definitely have a healthy child. This is promised to us by Bodhisattva. I also dreamed that he would grow up and be filial to us. Your Majesty, you said it was a detailed omen. Your Majesty, have you forgotten?"
King Chunjun looked at his haggard wife and felt sad in his heart. If he had known better today, it would be better not to try to have an heir again. This would open an unhealed wound, and no one could bear it.
Prince Chun looked at Miss Yang and asked, "Miss, is there any way to cure this disease?"
Yang Mo pursed her lips and looked at the infant child. If she wanted to save the child with hemolytic disease, he needed a blood transfusion. There was no equipment for blood transfusion here, and he didn't know if there was a suitable blood source.
What to do? How sure can she be?
"I'm not sure that I can cure the young master's disease," Yang Mo's voice was clear, "but I have some treatment methods that I can try..."
The royal doctor's sighing voice came from outside the door, "What Miss Yang means is that even if it can't be cured, it has nothing to do with you. She will be clearly removed before it can be cured."
"Miss Yang wants to treat the young master like one of those acne patients to try your new medicine?"
The imperial doctor started making a fuss, and the mother next to Princess Chunjun whispered: "Princess, why don't you let the imperial doctor take a look."
If the imperial doctor was useful, he would not have invited the Taoist priests from Shangqingyuan. Concubine Chunjun sighed, "All the doctors we invited were helpless and refused to even cure them. At least Miss Yang has something to do, even if it is a dead horse.
Let’s go to the horse doctor!”
The steward's mother said: "But the young lady heard rumors that... Miss Yang's conduct was not good... After curing the crown prince Wen Zhenggong, it also messed up the Qiao family's marriage. Otherwise, how could the prince Wen Zheng Gong return?"
The imperial court immediately invited people to the affected areas."
Princess Chunjun's face darkened, "The Qiao family are not good people either. Besides, we are looking at Miss Yang's medical skills, not their conduct."
The mother in charge bowed her head and said yes.
Princess Chunjun let her mother in charge help her into the inner room. Prince Chunjun quickly stood up and went to greet her mother.
The concubine walked straight to Yang Mo and whispered: "Miss Yang, is there any way to cure this disease?"
"Master, you need to start getting sunlight now. If my diagnosis is correct, your skin will start to turn yellow tomorrow, and you will need blood transfusions then."
No matter how calm the concubine was, she still couldn't help being surprised, "What did Miss Yang say? Blood transfusion?"
Yang Mo nodded, "Yes, blood transfusion."
The only way to cure severe hemolytic disease of the newborn is blood transfusion.
Prince Chun next to him couldn't wait and asked in person, "How do I exchange blood?"
Yang Mo simply said, "You need to drain the young master's blood, and then send other people's blood into his body. Slowly, if all the bad blood in the young master's body is replaced, the young master's illness will be cured."
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God, if all the blood in someone else's body was drained, would that person still be alive? Let alone such a big child.
The imperial doctors and doctors in the room were all shaking their heads, and even Mr. Bai next to him frowned. Ji Zi Zhuan was so absorbed in listening that he didn't even blink. After the last time Miss Yang caused bad blood to Yang Pan, Ji Zi Zhuan
Zi Zhuan had already placed Miss Yang in a very high position in his heart, and every word Miss Yang said was worthy of his consideration.
Ji Zizhuan said: "Miss Yang, what do you mean, the young master's illness is related to blood?"
Hemolytic disease is caused by the incompatibility of blood types between mother and baby. The antibodies in the mother's blood enter the blood circulation of the newborn and destroy the newborn's red blood cells. It's like a wrong blood transfusion. Yang Mo nodded, "Mr. Ji is right, that's what I am doing."
diagnosis."
The imperial doctor next to him looked at his colleagues and said, "Miss Yang can treat this disease."
The colleague sneered, "What a joke, she just said it was a disease of the blood? Blood transfusion? Who has heard of it? How to do it and where to do it? Cut off and do blood transfusion? How can such a young child endure it?"
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It’s still a matter of changing the title. Thanks to Huang Qi for finding the information.
In the ancient feudal history of our country, concubines were the emperors, princes, princes, widows of the "Five Marquises", and wives who had lost their husbands. They could enjoy the treatment of "promotion to nobility". The emperor's concubines were granted the title of dowager at all levels. Concubines, the prince's widows are all named Wang Daifei, collectively referred to as "Toffee", and the wife is named "Tai Fu". If the husband is not named "a certain country's Duke", the widow's title is "A certain country's Duke's Wife". "Taiwan" The titles of "concubine" and "taifei" can be posthumously granted.
Therefore, Mrs. Zhou is the mother of Prince Chunjun and should be called Princess Chunjun.