Feng Gelao wanted to hold Qiao Wenjing down but failed in time. With the emperor's temperament, letting King Xuan become emperor was just a fun thing for a while. If you screw him, he will think that you are ungrateful and they are just messing around with the emperor.
Some have their status today.
"You are going to disobey the Holy Order, Minister Qiao." Liu Chengling's faint voice came from the throne.
Qiao Wenjing knew clearly that it was the fake king, but he couldn't help but trembled, and lay on the ground with his butt stuck out, not daring to make any more noise. If one day the person on the throne really turned into this person, what would he do? Qiao Wenjing's
Cold sweat fell down drop by drop.
The emperor pretending to be a Taoist priest closed his eyes, as if his soul was out of his body, and could hear nothing.
Liu Chengling turned to look at the emperor, "Ask the heavenly master to divine, can this be an auspicious time?"
The emperor nodded, flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and said with an inscrutable expression, "If the evil does not prevail over the good, it is an auspicious time. Your Majesty, it is okay to judge."
The two people seemed to be joking, but the man kneeling down did not dare to show any slightest indifference. The emperor was joking, but where was King Xuan? King Xuan held the power in his hands, and if the wind changed slightly, he didn't know who would be hit by the disaster.
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Liu Chengling looked at the chamberlain next to him, who hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Bring the guilty minister up."
Only then did the emperor happily open his eyes and look at the audience.
Yang Mo heard the sound of footsteps, and then the trembling voice of the Tongyuan Envoy, "Sin... Chen... Tong Yingfu..." He raised his head and saw King Xuan on the throne. The Tongyuan Envoy felt that his head suddenly exploded, and his whole body
It's so soft, I don't know how to make it better.
"This Celestial Master is not allowed to worship," the emperor pointed to Liu Chengling, "worship there."
The envoy of the Children's Hospital was even more frightened. He threw his head on the ground as if he would not get up. It is a capital crime to worship King Xuan as emperor, and it is also a capital crime to not worship the emperor. His thighs were trembling when he thought about this. How could it be like this? Why was King Xuan wearing a dragon?
What's going on when he's sitting on the throne? Mr. Feng Ge finally arranged for him to meet the saint to plead for mercy. He wanted to use Yang's matter to gain a chance of survival, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the hall...
A few words suddenly popped into the child's hospital envoy's mind: God is going to kill me.
The imperial envoy from the Metropolitan Procuratorate stepped forward and asked, "Tong Yingfu, can you plead guilty?"
Tong Yingfu was like the leaves on the branches in autumn, shivering in the cold wind, "I'm wronged. I came to Beijing because Yang used witchcraft to treat patients. I... thought... it was an urgent matter... I'm afraid...
The shamans shake the country and harm the emperor's laws..."
Hearing the envoy from the Children's Court saying that there was a way to hurt the Tao, Yang Mo felt a sinister gaze fall on her, and then the sound of shaking golden bells rang out in the hall, and the thick scent of sandalwood slowly blew in.
"Using blood to treat acne is already a sensational idea. The guilty minister also heard that... Yang wanted to do a blood transfusion for Young Master Chunjun Wang... This is something that has never happened before. Only witch doctors can treat diseases like this."
"Tong Yingfu knows more in the prison than both the Celestial Master and me." Liu Chengling's face was neither happy nor angry, but the power of the sky was so majestic that it made people feel cold to the bones. His head felt like a stone weighing a thousand kilograms, and he lowered his head involuntarily.
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Tong Yingfu didn't expect this question, and his teeth were chattering and he couldn't say a word. Fortunately, there was Mr. Feng Ge next to him, and Mr. Feng covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times.
The emperor immediately remembered that he wanted to give Mr. Feng Ge a seat, and hurriedly waved his sleeves to greet the chamberlain next to him. The chamberlain brought a chair and asked Mr. Feng Ge to sit down. Mr. Feng Ge bowed to the emperor and said, "Thank you, Master Tian, for giving me a seat."
Mr. Feng Ge sat down and said in a logical manner, "Your Majesty, Prince Chunjun is still hearing the results." The case of the Children's Hospital Envoy is not an advantage now, so let Miss Yang talk about her weird medical skills first.
The person who knew the emperor best was Mr. Feng Ge.
The emperor nodded, "I... this Heavenly Master also thinks... let Yang speak first."
Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Mo.
Tong Yingfu cautiously raised his head and saw Qiao Wen nodded in a bright spot, then he took courage and said, "Ms. Yang said that Prince Chun's young master was suffering from a disease. The Imperial Hospital previously diagnosed him with a strange disease, so the emperor invited the Shangqing Hospital."
"Since it is a disease, Miss Yang must explain clearly where the young master got the disease."
The envoy from Children's Hospital noticed that she couldn't explain it clearly using traditional Chinese medicine. She said she needed a blood transfusion. Why did she need a blood transfusion? How did she say that the blood was poisonous?
Yang Mo arranged her clothes, put down the medicine box beside her, and raised her head slightly, "The young master's illness is in the blood."
"Why is it said that the disease is in the blood? And how do you get the disease?"
To diagnose neonatal hemolytic disease, before jaundice appears, blood tests are still required in modern times. There are no testing instruments now. She only made the judgment based on the past medical history and the symptoms of the placenta and fetus. To put it bluntly, her method of judgment was to treat this disease with Western medicine for many years.
Experience can be used to diagnose symptoms in modern times, but in ancient times, no one would believe it.
Everyone here will say she is talking nonsense.
Normally she would have felt like she had nothing to do, but in order to save others and herself, she felt a rare courage arise in her heart.
Yang Mo said: "Princess Chunjun and the young master have incompatible blood, so the young master will suffer from this disease."
"How can the mother's blood be incompatible with the child's? The child is the flesh and blood of the mother," the nurse refuted with a sneer, "Miss Yang couldn't explain it, so she just made such random remarks to excuse her. She was obviously talking to the witch.
Medical things can also be brought to the Holy See. Otherwise, where did you learn the medical skills? Please explain it carefully. If it was taught by Mr. Bai, you can call Mr. Bai to confront you."
If she said that knowledge comes from modern times, she would be immediately treated as a demon by the Taoist priests of the Shangqing Academy. She has always used the ancestors of the Yang family as excuses, and she cannot convince people if she says this again today.
Yang Mo said: "This is the result of years of painstaking research by the Yang family's ancestors and my continued hard work."
If he hadn't been in front of the emperor, Tong Yingfu would have burst out laughing. It was so ridiculous. Miss Yang used the worst words to explain. She could have said it any other way, which would have been much better than this one. "Let me ask who taught you that?"
Compared with Tong Yingfu's ups and downs, Yang Mo was always gentle and self-possessed. But after hearing these words, she couldn't help but raise her head, with a compelling look on her face, "Master Tong, does he know what it means to be harmonious with things?"
Tong Yingfu was startled. Confucian scholars all over the world read "Book of Rites? University". Even if he was admitted to Taiyuan Hospital based on his medical skills, he also knew that he was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. Yang, a bitch, was trying to humiliate him.
He didn't want to say it, but if he didn't bother to speak, it would be like he didn't understand. Tong Yingfu was unwilling to accept it, but he had no choice but to answer a question that even the young boy knew: "Knowing is achieved by examining things.
Liji University.”
now it's right.
Yang Mo said: "Master Tong, do you know what this means?"
Zhou Chengling on the throne almost laughed. Tong Yingfu seemed aggressive, but his few words were suppressed by Miss Yang. Now he can only be led by Miss Yang.
Tong Yingfu's face turned red, he was being fooled into thinking he was a child, he clenched his fists, feeling unwilling to do so.
There was a look of disappointment on Miss Yang's face. Tong Yingfu was feeling bad. Miss Yang looked like he couldn't explain the reason.
Miss Yang has already said: "It means that the way to obtain knowledge is to explore things. Only after exploring things can knowledge be understood. Am I right?" Modern scholars have discovered that the ancient interpretation of the word "science" is to "investigate things and achieve harmony".
To explain the study of things clearly in one sentence, only a Confucian scholar who is dedicated to his studies can explain it so clearly in his own words.
Yang Mo opened the medical box in front of her and took out many porcelain bottles and bowls. "Master Tong must ask me who taught me. Then I can only say that Sage Kong taught me how to learn."
He actually said the words to Confucius and could still refute him, "Book of Rites"? Tong Yingfu was so angry that his hands and feet were shaking, his lips were blue, he was a bitch, and he had a sharp tongue. He felt a pain in his heart when he thought of this.
Yang Mo put the things away, "It's not true. Now let's see how to bring harmony between things. Let's use the blood of Princess Chunjun and the young master to see if they are incompatible."
Can this be seen? The officials inside and outside the palace were talking in low voices.
Tong Yingfu didn't expect that Miss Yang would say this. Wasn't Miss Yang just saying that the blood was incompatible? Thinking of this, Tong Yingfu felt more and more unconfident.
Yang Mo looked at Liu Chengling in the throne room and said, "Please, Your Majesty, ask someone to get the blood of the young master and Princess Chunjun and put it in my two porcelain bottles."
Liu Chengling looked at the chamberlain next to him, "Do as Miss Yang said, take the porcelain bottle to get the blood," and asked the emperor, "Does the Heavenly Master think it's okay?"
The emperor was playful by nature and was very curious when he saw the bottles and jars on the ground. "Let me bring some blood. I'll see how Miss Yang can prove the authenticity."
Yang Mo waited quietly.
Everyone is talking about Miss Yang.
"What a brave woman."
"How can the biological children have incompatible blood? If so, it's just a trick."
"Playing tricks in front of the emperor? That's not... seeking death..."
Tong Yingfu seemed to be shouting in his heart, he can survive, he can survive, thank God for his kindness, and thank his opponent for being a teenage girl.
The chamberlain quickly brought the blood over, "I saw with my own eyes that the blood taken by Mr. Ji was absolutely correct."
The emperor nodded very happily and commanded, "Miss Yang, do it."
Yang Mo took the blood and looked at it. There was citric acid in the porcelain bottle, which prevented the blood from coagulating. The amount of blood in it was enough for her to identify the blood type.
The nuns in the palace brought the young master over, and Yang Mo personally used a small bamboo tube to take blood from the young master.
Then put the blood of Princess Chunjun and the young master into the centrifuge, quickly shake the handle, and the speed change gear immediately started running.
The blood added with anticoagulant will be centrifuged to separate the whole blood into upper plasma and lower blood cells. In the absence of standard serum for detecting blood type, the centrifuged plasma and blood cells can be used to detect the patient's blood type.
"What did Miss Yang use?"
"What is that? I've never seen it before..."
Tong Yingfu felt like he was about to collapse. While he felt that he was about to be saved, he looked at Miss Yang's skillful movements and felt like he was in an ice cave.
There was fire on one side and ice on the other. The torture back and forth made his teeth keep chattering and making sounds from time to time.
Qiao Wenjing frowned and looked at Tong Yingfu, this useless thing looked like he was going to be incontinent.
Yang Mo opened the centrifuge and saw the distinct plasma and red blood cell suspensions in the porcelain bottle.
"The blood of Princess Chunjun and the young master needs to be taken out and fused. If agglutination occurs, it means the blood is incompatible."
Everyone held their breath and watched Miss Yang's every move.
The plasma of Princess Chunjun and the red blood cell suspension of the young master were put together to see whether the agglutination was positive stereotype. The plasma of the young master and the red blood cell suspension of Princess Chunjun were put together to see whether the agglutination was reverse stereotype.
Princess Chunjun's blood type should be type 0. The blood cells of type O blood will not agglutinate with the blood cells of other blood types, but the plasma of type 0 blood can agglutinate the red blood cells of other blood types. In hospitals, type 0 blood is used as universal blood for blood transfusions.
, because the plasma has been removed.
"It's changed, it's changed..." the official next to him couldn't help but said.
"It turned into lumps."
Yang Mo nodded, "It's just coagulated together. If the blood becomes like this, can people still survive? So I said that the disease of Young Master Chunjun Wang is in the blood, and I said to do a blood transfusion for Young Master Chunjun Wang's family.
We need to use this method to find blood that is not mutually exclusive with the young master of the Prince's family in Chunjun and give it to the young master. The young master's condition will also improve. Since this is the first time I have used this method, I cannot guarantee that it will be cured.
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The hall suddenly became quiet.
Tong Yingfu remained motionless.
Miss Yang knows how to treat it, she knows how to treat it, and she doesn’t just say it casually.
Yes, she couldn't just talk about who would risk being beheaded...
He was looking forward to the results just now, but now that the results have come out, he is just filled with fear. The last glimmer of hope has been shattered. He has no hope, no more.
No, no, he is not convinced.
He couldn't be saved waiting to die like this.
"This is a trick..." Tong Yingfu used all his strength, "It's a deceptive trick. You can conjure up different things with just a few tricks."
Yang Mo looked at the struggling Tong Yingfu, she would not take the initiative to confront others tit for tat.
But don't let anyone bully her at will.
Especially in a life-or-death situation, no one needs to be polite to anyone.
Yang Mo looked at Tong Yingfu quietly, with a smile in her eyes, "Master Tong used magic to make the blood of two people match." As he spoke, he pushed the porcelain bowl in front of him.
Aren't you talking about magic tricks? Then you can change it. Please change the formula.
In the extreme silence, Tong Yingfu opened his eyes wide. He didn't even know why this was happening, let alone change it. He couldn't do it.
How much he wished he could refute Miss Yang, but he didn't have the ability. His life was being held in someone's hands like this, and he saw helplessly that there was no room for him to fight back.
I can only use a low-grade method, "This is a trick of yours. I have never heard of such a thing in all my years of practicing medicine."
Miss Yang's face did not change, but the smile in her eyes became stronger, sneering, and staring at him with pitiful eyes.
"Does Mr. Tong know that Artemisia annua can cure malaria?"
Tong Yingfu's lips trembled.
"Do you know, sir, that there is an anti-acne serum?"
Tong Yingfu was speechless, as if an iceberg had been inserted directly into his stomach, churning and causing him to spit it out when he opened his mouth.
Yang Mo didn't let Tong Yingfu have any room to breathe, "Master Tong, we don't have to argue with each other. Just use this method to take blood from several palace people, and then compare our blood. I have made it clear just now.
, if they match, we can exchange blood with each other, if they don’t match, it’s a dead end, but Mr. Tong feels that I can’t believe what I say, so let’s try it ourselves.”
"Inject the blood of the palace maiden whose blood is compatible with mine into my body, and inject the blood of the palace maiden whose blood is not compatible with the Lord's blood into the Lord's body, and see if there will be any abnormality between us."
Tong Yingfu was stunned there.
Yang Mo smiled lightly and said, "Are you afraid that I am a woman?"
Looking over from Liu Chengling, Yang Mo's face was raised, her eyes were like twinkling pearls, and her beauty was just like that when she fled away. There was a bit of weakness in her gaze, but there was sarcasm hidden in it. Her tone sounded very soft, but it was particularly...
It's so light that it feels like it's easy to refute, but after careful consideration, there's nothing you can do.
No wonder Tong Yingfu was angered just now.
"If there is a transfusion of incompatible blood, the whole body will turn yellow like the child before King Chun. Sir Tong should have diagnosed and treated it."
Tong Yingfu clearly remembers the appearance of Prince Chun’s previous child when he died.
"Pulse count, vomiting, inability to breathe, chills, irritability, and blood will turn pink."
Tong Yingfu's eyes were changing and became distracted, staring closely at Miss Yang, but he could not see Miss Yang clearly. Miss Yang's mouth was opening and closing, and she was still holding a small bamboo tube with a needle in her hand.
It's like they came to ask for their lives...asking for their lives.
"Brother Zhigui, don't you know who I am?"
A faint voice came to his ears, and all the hairs on Tong Yingfu's body stood on end. "Brother Zhigui, Yang Bingzheng was having a drink with him and called him this way."
Is this Huangquan Road? Huangquan Road...or is Yang Bingzheng coming...to catch him...
The more Miss Yang looked at her, the more she looked at her, the more she looked like Yang Bingzheng. It was Yang Bingzheng, it was him, he was the one who was causing the obstruction.
"Yang Bingzheng, Yang Bingzheng..." Tong Yingfu yelled randomly, "I didn't frame you, Yang Bingzheng, don't ask for your life. Every injustice has its own debtor... It's because you don't know the current affairs... You don't know what is good or bad..."
Tong Yingfu's eyes were distracted and he kept dodging backwards. His legs were kicking on the ground, and a pool of yellow water slowly flowed out from under his body.
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
The emperor, who was wearing a heavenly master on a futon, was furious and said, "Someone, pull this useless thing out of here."
The guards outside the palace came in and picked up Tong Yingfu and dragged him out. The palace people hurriedly entered the Yangxin Palace to clean, and the emperor covered his nose as if he could not stay for a moment.
"The Emperor...the Heavenly Master...Prince Chunjun is outside requesting to be summoned." The chamberlain came forward to report.
The emperor frowned, "Let him come in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Chunjun hurriedly walked in. He raised his head and saw King Xuan on the throne and the emperor next to him. He was also very surprised. However, he knelt down and saluted in a polite manner. He paid homage to the emperor, King Xuan, and then to the sky.
division.
"Your Majesty, I am thanking you."
The emperor originally thought that Prince Chun would plead like before, but he didn't expect him to thank him, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for asking the Celestial Master of Shangqingyuan to do this, so that a miracle doctor can cure the child's illness."
Only then did Qiao Wenjing understand that Prince Chun said this to save the Yang family.
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Thanks to Huang Qi and Younv Yiguang for helping me find information to make the title of Queen Chunjun’s mother more accurate. I previously wrote Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou, which were not accurate. She should be Princess Chunjun.