Zhou Chengling remembered what happened when he was a child, and Princess Xian served him snacks with her own hands. She also said that ordinary people always hope that their children will become popular among people, but they don't know that in a place like the clan, if a child is too good, he will be put on the chopping block accidentally.
The concubine asked him to eat quickly as she spoke.
Zhou Chengling thought about it and looked at Yang Mo, "I understand."
Yang Mo stood up and walked away from Zhou Chengling. Zhou Chengling also returned to Princess Xian's room.
Princess Xian was still reprimanding Mrs. Li, "Miss Yang treated Crown Prince Wen Zheng, and you said you were involved with Crown Prince Wen Zheng. You examined King Xuan's illness, and you said you were involved with King Xuan. If it weren't for the fact that the clan had too many ears, you wouldn't be able to
It won't reach me so quickly. Miss Yang is unlucky when she meets you talkative women. Now that Miss Yang has cured your wife, what are you going to say?"
Li's voice was already hoarse, and she stuck her butt out and said: "It's all my fault. Miss Yang is excellent. If it weren't for Miss Yang, my wife would have died. I was just talking nonsense before. How could these things happen?"
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Princess Xian nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, and then inadvertently saw Mrs. Li's face full of tears, "What's going on? Why are you still kneeling on the ground? Get up quickly, why are you here free today?"
When Li heard these words, it was like five thunders struck her head, and she was immediately struck to pieces.
Mrs. Li was like a mute eating Coptidis chinensis, not daring to delay any longer, "Princess, my wife has something to do at home, so I have to leave first." She didn't dare to say anything else.
After hearing this, Princess Xian nodded and said, "Go, go, you all come and go in a hurry, and you don't even say a word to me." She turned to Mrs. Li, "There is one thing I still want to say, run the house well."
, I will call you to talk to you another day."
This means that if she thinks of this incident, she will be called to reprimand her. Thinking of this, Li felt her legs trembling.
Before, she begged the rumors about Miss Yang to dissipate quickly in the clan camp, but now she begged no one to mention it, otherwise Princess Xian would not call her in to reprimand her once she heard about it.
She only begged Princess Xian to remove the Yang family page. She had shouted until her voice was hoarse and she had cried until her nose and tears had dried up. If she continued like this, she would die here...
Princess Xian waved her hand, and Mrs. Li, like a dog in water, saluted and crawled away.
After Mrs. Li went out, Zhou Chengling walked into the house.
Princess Xian turned to look at the mother in charge, "How? Did I say it twice?"
The mother in charge said: "Three times...you said it three times..."
"Oh," Princess Xian counted on her fingers, "In a blink of an eye, I forgot again. If you hadn't winked at me, I would have had to do it all over again."
The mother in charge covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled. She was afraid that the concubine would get angry when she saw Mrs. Li and hurt her body. The prescriptions prescribed by Miss Yang were all for relieving liver qi. The concubine's illness was actually related to the death of the old prince.
Related to excessive mourning.
Zhou Chengling sat next to Princess Xian.
Princess Xian said: "Are you all ready? Is there anything missing? If the emperor really blames you for this, I'm afraid it will hurt your life." At this point, Princess Xian forgot what the emperor would blame, and she couldn't help but wrinkled.
brow.
"Don't worry, Princess," Zhou Chengling said, "The situation now is no longer the same as it was a few years ago. I wouldn't do this if I wasn't sure."
Princess Xian nodded, "I'll make the decision for you," she said, taking the key from the steward's mother, "This is the library left by the old prince. I'm afraid you will have to go there in the future."
When King Xian's ancestor was still a county king, he liked to collect all kinds of books and gather knowledgeable people to compile catalogues. However, later on, there were no children in the clan camp who liked learning, so the library was only used by servants to sweep the dust, so it was of no use.
Zhou Chengling took the key, and King Xian's voice came from outside, "Is mother here?"
Princess Xian brought tea to drink, and King Xian led Zhou Chengji through the door.
Seeing Zhou Chengling, Zhou Chengji pretended to be calm and solemnly saluted Princess Xian. Then he sat aside and talked about the succession in front of his elders. When King Xuan was asked to speak, he tried his best to pretend that he was obeying the arrangements of his elders.
King Xian said: "When Cheng Ling returned to the capital, he told me about the marriage granted by the emperor. The marriage granted by the emperor is an honor that many people could not ask for. However, he resisted the decree and left the capital to fight for the clan.
His dignity needs to be covered up by the emperor."
Zhou Chengji felt strange when he heard this. Everyone in the clan camp knew what King Xian’s intention was when he mentioned it at this time. Back then, everyone was waiting to hear about the funeral in Prince Xuan’s palace, but they didn’t expect that Prince Xuan disappeared in the middle of the night. The emperor only came two days later.
The news about King Xuan leaving the capital to recuperate is accurate.
Everyone knows that what is going on here is not simple, but no one has opened it up to see. Now that King Xuan has returned to the capital, although everyone is talking about why King Xuan did not return home, no one dares to mention it.
No one knows what the emperor and King Xuan did or planned.
Now King Xuan himself said that the emperor wanted to help him cover up by telling him to leave the capital to recuperate. Zhou Chengji didn't understand why King Xuan wanted to bring it up himself since the emperor didn't want to punish King Xuan for his crime.
"The censor has already issued a memorial to impeach the matter." King Xian looked at Zhou Chengling, "You are unwilling to return to the palace. This matter cannot be left like this forever. Should you write a memorial to plead guilty, or should you go back to the palace to block the censors?
Mouth, you have to have a plan."
Zhou Chengling raised his head and looked at King Xian, "Please ask the clan to write a memorial first, and then I will also write a memorial to apologize."
Zhou Chengji didn't know whether he was happy or worried when he heard this. He had been looking forward to something happening to Zhou Chengling, but he never thought it would be like this. "Please forgive me, what kind of crime is it?"
King Xian glanced at Zhou Chengji and said, "Of course it's disrespectful to resist the decree."
Disobeying an imperial edict and being disrespectful can be a big or small mistake. Will it harm the title? You must know that if something happens to Zhou Chengling, the title must be preserved, otherwise he will inherit nothing.
Don't go to the point of seizing the title. Zhou Chengji was suddenly shocked, "It's just a woman. You can take it if it is given to you by the emperor. There is no need to go to this level." Regarding matters in the inner house, Prince Kang's family was very strange.
, from generation to generation not only do they not take concubines, but they also refuse concubines rewarded by their elders, so the population is not prosperous.
There's nothing the main wife doesn't like about the gift of marriage. Who doesn't know that the gift of marriage is just to look good, and you can pay as much as you want when you meet someone you like in the future.
Zhou Chengji felt uneasy and began to get anxious. He never thought that one day he would be worried about Zhou Chengling's future. The more Zhou Chengling made mistakes, the happier he should be. How could this happen?
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Yang Mo returned to Baohe Hall and went straight into the inner room to inquire about Master Lu and Lu Zhi.
Mr. Lu's face looked much better than before he came here. He sat beside Lu Zhi's bed and looked at Lu Zhi with a worried expression. He was happy to see Yang Mo back and said, "Miss Yang, please look at my nephew. What's wrong with me?"
I’m a little feverish.”
Yang Mo cleaned her hands and went to explore Lu Zhi's forehead. It was much warmer than when she left.
Fever is not a good sign and indicates infection.
Hu Ling whispered: "Do you still need another blood transfusion?"
Yang Mo checked Lu Zhi's drainage bottle. There was not much bleeding in it, so it should not be used. However, Lu Zhi's appearance and face were pale and he had not improved at all. What was wrong with it?
Mr. Lu couldn't help but asked again: "Miss, will my nephew get better?" With Mr. Ji Zizhuan and Miss Yang's diagnosis and treatment, he will definitely get better.
Yang Mo couldn't give Mr. Lu a definite answer, so she looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Master Lu, help me go to rest first. Mr. Ji and I are here."
Are you going to check Lu Zhi again? Lu Zheng understood and stepped forward to help Mr. Lu, "Dad, it's difficult for Miss Yang to diagnose and treat us here. Let's go to the next room and wait for news."
Mr. Lu's eyes fell on Lu Zhi and refused to move away, as if he was afraid that Lu Zhi's injury would become more serious in the blink of an eye.
"Dad." Lu Zheng stepped forward to persuade again.
Master Lu raised his head and looked at Yang Mo. Yang Mo nodded slightly. As long as he saw Miss Yang, Master Lu would have a glimmer of hope in his heart. Miss Yang was the best doctor in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and she would definitely find a way.
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Thinking of this, Mr. Lu stood up tremblingly and let Lu Zheng help him out of the door. He walked to the door and took another uneasy look.
Yang Mo opened the quilt and looked at Lu Zhi's wounds. At this time, Ji Zizhuan also washed his hands and entered.
Lu Zhi's wound was very swollen.
Ji Zi Zhuan frowned, "I have treated injuries like this before. The patient also had fever all over the body, the wound was swollen, and in the end... he died..." Could it be that this time it will be the same as before?
Blood transfusion, rinsing the wound with salt water, and placing a drainage tube, Yang Mo thought about it one by one. Why did this happen? Lu Zhi looked more sinister than before, and he had fallen into a coma.
"Is there no other way?" Ji Zizhuan asked Yang Mo in a low voice.
When a situation like this occurs, there is basically nothing you can do.
Yang Mo is watching Lu Zhi carefully. The most common symptom of surgery is fever. Lu Zhi's current fever proves that there is trauma and infection, but why is the wound so swollen? Is there really no way to do it? Poor Lu Zhi at such a young age.
Yang Mo raised her head and saw the Lu family standing outside the door.
Master Lu's nervous and frightened look appeared in front of Yang Mo's eyes.
Family members of patients always look at doctors with great hope, hoping that doctors can save the lives of their loved ones.
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan, "What else can Mr. Ji do?"
Ji Zi Zhuan shook his head. This is the helplessness of doctors. Not all patients can be cured. When encountering such a situation, they can only do their best.
Are we just going to watch the patients die without treatment?
Yang Mo told Hu Ling, "Prepare salt water, blood bottles and surgical tools."
Hu Ling didn't understand what was going on.
"How should Miss Yang be treated?" Ji Zizhuan asked.
"Mr. Ji," Yang Mo looked at the unconscious Lu Zhi, "let's treat him again from beginning to end."
Ji Zizhuan couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.
"Open the wound and check whether all the wounds in the patient's body are sutured."
If the sutured wound was opened again, wouldn't the patient become more serious? The doctors in the room looked at each other in disbelief.
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Thanks to zgzheng_1976 for the peace talisman, and to see_an for the Heshi Bi, knock it down.