Pressing, pressing again and again, every time he exerted force, he would move, but instead of breathing on his own, he was forced to rise and fall on the bed.
There began to be various sounds in the room, but when they reached Yang Mo's ears, they sounded like iron, buzzing incessantly. Yang Mo didn't know whether it was tears or sweat, but they fell on Zhou Chengling's face in strings.
It's not like she's saving people, it's more like she's risking her life.
"Master," Xiao Quan looked at Yang Mo fearfully, "Master, Master."
Yang Mo could barely hear Xiao Quan's voice.
Zhou Chengling made an agreement with her to let him die in peace when he was about to die.
But she can't do it.
Until then you never know, you can't give up the one you love, even for a second.
I'm sorry, Zhou Chengling, you entrusted me to an unworthy person.
Yang Mo pushed Xiao Quan aside, raised her fist and hit Zhou Chengling's chest, once, twice, and alternately pressed.
Wei Mao's eyes widened. He had never seen his master behave like this. If it were anyone else, he would have given up long ago.
Practicing medicine and treating diseases has reached its end when the patient has no breathing and pulse.
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Seeing that the doctors of Baohetang were in chaos, Xiao Ke prepared to kill according to the list. Killings must be planned. You can't kill by mistake. Only by killing one at random can you get the desired result.
This day will be a scary day for everyone.
"It's dead, it's dead." Someone suddenly ran up on the street. The harsh voice made everyone stop and look at him. The man's official uniform was covered in blood. Few officials would be so panicked, especially since they were young.
Among the officials who came out of the yamen, who has ever seen someone being killed in the yamen?
He died quietly in the yamen like that.
The Zhou Dynasty had been stable for decades. Who could not panic if something like this suddenly happened?
The entire capital was immediately heavily guarded.
"The Minister of the Ministry of Finance was assassinated. Fortunately, my family reacted quickly and blocked the stabbing to save him from death. Mr. Li, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, died in the Yamen." Mrs. Chang talked about the outside events in one breath.
When Mrs. Chang heard Master Li's name, she thought of Qiao Wenjing, "Is he a colleague of Master Qiao?"
Mrs. Chang nodded, "Two of the household doctors also died, officials who worked under Mr. Qiao." At this point, Mrs. Chang raised her head, her eyes full of fear, and her voice trembled, "Mom,
Will the master be fine in prison?"
Mrs. Chang frowned and said, "What are you worried about in the prison? There are so many slaves there. How can anyone go to the prison to kill people?" What we really have to worry about is the people in the mansion. Mrs. Chang looked at Mother Chen.
Mother Chen immediately thought of Mr. Liu. What the old lady was really worried about was Mr. Liu.
The city gates were closed tightly, and there were twice as many soldiers and horses patrolling the capital as usual, but news of someone being killed still came out.
The emperor of Shangqingyuan could not sit still and looked at Mr. Feng Ge in the palace.
"Your Majesty," Mr. Feng Ge said in a low voice, "I'm afraid someone wants to take the opportunity to cause chaos. We must mobilize the Beijing camp to catch the person, so as to find out who instigated it."
The emperor looked at Mr. Feng Ge, "Who did Mr. Feng Ge have in mind?"
Mr. Feng Ge was trembling. He wanted to speak but his throat was itchy. He took out his handkerchief and coughed, "Your Majesty, I remember that something like this happened during Suzong's reign. Later, King Kang led his troops to capture the person. It was our court.
There are Tatar spies inside and outside, who are cooperating with each other to cause internal strife in our court so that the Tatars can invade the border."
Elder Feng Ge handed the case back then to the chamberlain, who presented it respectfully.
The emperor was too lazy to read these words, so he frowned and waved his hand, "A Tatar spy again this time?"
Feng Gelao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the emperor to ask such a question. After a long while, he coughed awkwardly and said, "No one knows whether he is a Tatar spy or not. King Kang didn't find out clearly back then."
It turned out that he didn't find out clearly. The emperor leaned on the soft seat, his eyelids sank for a while and then opened again, as if he had figured something out, "What do you mean, Mr. Ge, that King Kang was playing tricks back then?"
When Mr. Feng Ge heard this, he immediately knelt down and said, "I definitely don't mean this. Prince Kang is the greatest contributor to our Zhou Dynasty. How can I slander Prince Kang?"
A sinister look suddenly appeared on the emperor's face, as if he was disgusted by these words. He suddenly stood up and waved his sleeves to Mr. Feng Ge, "Go and check. Let me check them all. Don't let anyone who has doubts go."
Mr. Feng Ge immediately knelt down and lowered his head, "Old minister, I obey."
The emperor walked to the inner hall. There was not a single sound in the hall. It took a long time for Eunuch Huang to be helped in.
"Lame old dog." The emperor threw the tea in his hand at Eunuch Huang's feet. Eunuch Huang was so frightened that he immediately knelt down.
"Where is Zhou Chengling?" The emperor stood up and walked in the inner hall.
Eunuch Huang raised his head and said cautiously: "In the medicine shop, I heard that it was no longer possible. Princess Xian had cried to death several times, and the doctors from Baohetang were all inside to save people..."
"Why?" The emperor thought for a long time and suddenly turned around, "Why? What happens when Zhou Chengling is about to die?" At this point, he stretched out his hand to point to Huang Ying, "Tell me again the list of those who are about to die, who are they?
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A hint of unbearability appeared on Huang Ying's face, and she moved her knees before whispering: "Tianjia, don't get so angry that you're going to have to wait a long time for some things to happen."
"It's a long time coming? I asked you to quietly investigate those people and find out the evidence of Feng Guochang's corruption. There was already progress, but in the blink of an eye these people were dead." The emperor paused, "Feng Guochang really regarded me as a fool, thinking that I was still
I will listen to him in everything."
"I used him to deal with Zhou Chengling. Now that Zhou Chengling is dying, he has become a serious problem for me." The emperor said and threw all the memorials on the table to the ground. "The officials all said in unison that they were Japanese pirates. Everyone depends on Feng Guochang to live their lives."
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The emperor turned and stared at Huang Ying, "Tell me, why did the court become like this after Zhou Chengling died?"
Huang Ying did not dare not to speak, and whispered: "It's because Mr. Zhou Shi has always impeached Mr. Feng Ge. Even after leaving the capital for many years, he still exposed the court's forced borrowing from businessmen when he came back. Then there was the Wang Zhenting frame-up case...
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The emperor sneered and said: "After Zhou Chengling died, Feng Guochang became fearless and dared to act so boldly and kill officials who were preparing to confess their crimes to me."
The emperor was furious, his chest felt tight for a moment, "Golden elixir...bring me my golden elixir."
Huang Ying hurriedly went to get the golden elixir, but she didn't expect that the golden elixir was finished. "Tianjia, wait a moment, I will go to the elixir room to get it now."
The emperor immediately remembered that Feng Guochang had bribed the Taoist priests of the Shangqing Academy. Now that the golden elixir had not been delivered in time, he wanted to go and see what was going on this time.
The emperor led Huang Ying into the alchemy room. The alchemy room was unusually quiet. Huang Ying hurriedly walked a few steps and said, "Slave, please go in first and have a look."
The emperor disagreed and continued to walk forward, lifting the curtain embroidered with Tai Chi diagrams. Just as he was about to walk in, Huang Ying suddenly opened her eyes wide and said, "Quick, protect me, protect me."
Huang Ying's harsh voice suddenly spread throughout the hall, like the strange roar of some animal in the dark night, sending chills down people's spines. The emperor felt as if ice had been filled in his collar, and it stuck to his skin and made his bones stiff.
But he is the emperor and cannot be intimidated like this.
The emperor stood with his back straight, and immediately a guard came in and searched the entire alchemy room.
"Liu Xin's apprentice is dead and there is no one else in the house." Huang Ying reported to the emperor.
Liu Xin was the person who corresponded with Feng Guochang. Now Liu Xin has disappeared, but his apprentice died in the alchemy room. This is the same as the death of officials from the Ministry of Revenue. He was killed to silence him, for fear that he would follow the clues and catch Feng Guochang.
Thinking of this, the emperor strode towards the alchemy room, he wanted to see it clearly.
"Don't go to Tianjia, be careful of being rushed by the blood." Huang Ying hurried over.
Blood, blood is everywhere, there is so much blood in a person's body.
The emperor walked quickly and stepped into the blood river. He never thought that the blood was slippery, just like freshly brewed syrup. The emperor felt that his feet were unsteady and he fell to the ground. Then he tasted the salty smell.
The stuff seemed to form clots immediately when it reached his mouth, and the blood clots got stuck in his throat, making him sick.
The Taoist robe was soaked with blood, and his loose hair was also full of blood. The smell of blood was everywhere. The emperor roared angrily, "Turn the Shangqingyuan over and find this person." After speaking, the emperor lowered his head and searched the ground.
Vomit up.
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The emperor who had changed his clothes was like a beast in a cage, roaring just to cover up the fear in his heart, "What to do? Who can catch those people, what to do? Who has an idea?"
The house full of clan members is now the only person the emperor can trust, but now these people can't even say a word.
Why.
"Who can do this? Who can do this?"
Who can do it? Everyone in the room was silent, and no one dared to raise their heads, as if there was a knife waiting for them above their heads.
"I'm asking you something."
Could it be that the vitality of the Great Zhou Dynasty has really been exhausted, and no one can stand up and become a minister of the country?
Is there no one who can turn the tide at the critical moment?
Everyone raised their heads blankly, and a shadow of a person seemed to appear in their eyes. The emperor saw that figure.
Zhou Chengling.
Zhou Chengling.
Only he, only him, good times are easy to come by, but good fortune is hard to find. This is the truth.
The late emperor's words rang in his ears again, "If you use a descendant of King Kang as regent, your country will be safe."
It turns out that the late emperor was not mocking him for not having the talent to be an emperor.
"Where is Zhou Chengling?" the emperor suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked at each other.
Zhou Chengling was about to die, and the emperor made things difficult for Zhou Chengling in every possible way. He first granted him a marriage and then seized his title. Only now did he think of Zhou Chengling. Isn't it too late?
Such a smart person, a rare talent in the world, the last bloodline of the Kang Wang family, has to wait like this to breathe his last breath.
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"Zhou Chengling, Zhou Chengling," Yang Mo shouted in a low voice.
The person on the bed had a heartbeat again, but refused to open his eyes.
"Use a nasogastric feeding tube." Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang.
Mei Xiang immediately handed over the nasogastric feeding tube, and Yang Mo injected the hemostatic medicine along the nasogastric feeding tube.
It was dark, and the lights were on in the room. Yang Mo put her hand on Zhou Chengling's head and stroked his eyebrows, leaning down to listen to his heartbeat. This would make her feel at ease. She had seen many patients in coma.
You will never wake up again, or when you wake up, you will forget all the past events.
She didn't want to wait for such a result. If she kept watch day and night, even if he forgot when he woke up, she would be able to become familiar with him immediately. If he changed back to the person he was when he first saw her.
Even with that aggressive bastard look, she would try her best to make him suffer.
In short, it is the most beneficial choice for Zhou Chengling and her if she continues to do so.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yang Mo asked Zhou Chengling in a low voice when there was no one else in the room.
She knew he wouldn't answer, but she would go on.
"When I was young, I was sick at my grandma's house. My father and mother couldn't come back to see me. I felt aggrieved because there were no relatives around to take care of me. I know you must have been sick at that time. Not only did no one expect you to wake up, but also
Some people are calculating when you will die. When a person feels uncomfortable, his heart will shrink into a small ball because it will feel cold, but the more it shrinks, the colder it becomes and the sadder it becomes."
"It's different now. I'm looking forward to you waking up. I won't leave and will always be here with you, so you must get better."
I don't know how long it took, but Zhou Chengling still looked the same, as if he was fast asleep. But the good news is that he didn't vomit again or spit out the medicine to stop the bleeding.
Mr. Bai delivered the medicine on time. I wonder if it was because the nasogastric tube was too urgent to deliver the medicine. Zhou Chengling choked on a mouthful. This mouthful frightened Yang Mo to the point of sweating.
Comatose patients are most afraid of choking, because they cannot cough, which may block the trachea and prevent them from breathing. Fortunately, Zhou Chengling's face only turned purple for a moment before returning to normal.
"Waiting like this is not an option." Yang Mo and Mr. Bai discussed changing the prescription together.
"What should we do?"
Zhou Chengling must take medicine to reduce intracranial pressure before he can get better. The most common medicine to reduce intracranial pressure is mannitol. Mannitol must be extracted from kelp, although as long as alkali and alkali are used,
Acid is not easy to make. Fortunately, she has experience in extracting ether before, so she may not be unable to try it. I just don't know if she has the time.
Yang Mo called two apprentices, Zhu Shan and Xiao Ke, to give instructions. Zhu Shan listened carefully and drew on a piece of paper with a pen. Yang Mo took a look and was not sure about Zhu Shan's recording method.
Yang Mo said: "It may not be successful, but I want you to try your best. Maybe this medicine can save Master Shi's life."
Needless to say, Zhu Shan naturally listened to Yang Mo in everything, and Xiao Ke's two apprentices did not dare to neglect. The three of them immediately went to find a way to make medicine.
After the bleeding stopped, Zhou Chengling's condition gradually stabilized. This person loved to be clean and would definitely not want concoctions sprinkled on his clothes. Yang Mo just wanted to ask Ajiu to wipe Zhou Chengling's body and change clothes.
Zhou Chengling's eyes trembled, he opened them slowly, then quickly closed them, then opened them again. His eyes gradually gathered together, and finally fell on her face.
This was the third day that Yang Mo stayed in front of Zhou Chengling's mausoleum.
On the third day, he opened his eyes, and she moved her fingers slightly, held his fingers tightly, and gave her the brightest smile.