Chapter 385 If the eldest grandson's official department wants to see a doctor, come here
Chapter 385 If the official of Changsun wants to see a doctor, he can come by himself (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi, who was conscientiously playing chess and card games with his two loyal servants in his spare time, heard shouts from outside the courtyard gate.
All I could do was stretch out and throw back the cards I just drew.
Cheng Ji quickly gathered the bamboo signs, while Cheng Li rushed to open the door.
After a short while, the tall and heroic Cheng Sanlang stood on the steps outside the house and returned a salute to the two medical orders who came hand in hand.
"I'd like to invite you two doctors soon. What brought you two to me today?"
"We didn't disturb Mrs. Cheng's rest, did we?" Wang Yiling greeted with a smile.
"That's not true. Please... Cheng Ji was stunned and ordered the two doctors to give him a bowl of mung bean soup to relieve the heat."
"Mr. Cheng brought this from home. Unfortunately, there is no ice here, so it's not very cold. The two of us can only make do with one or two."
Dr. Wang, who was running back and forth all the way, was really hot. After a mouthful of cool mung bean soup, he was so happy that he narrowed his eyes.
"Mrs. Cheng still knows how to enjoy it. This thing is really good."
"Today, I and Dr. Zhang are here to look for Cheng Taichang for one thing. I wonder if Cheng Taichang will be in trouble if he finds out about it?"
"The end is bad?" Cheng Chubi looked at Wang Yiling in confusion. "Are you telling me the name of the disease?"
"Yes, has Mrs. Cheng never heard of it?" Wang Yiling couldn't help but have a look of disappointment on his face.
Cheng Chubi saw Wang Yiling's expression and immediately became unhappy. What do you mean? Give me a confusing name for the disease.
I am not a big shot who studied Chinese medicine. Besides, the names of many diseases in later generations of Chinese medicine will be different from those in ancient times.
"Mr. Wang, please... don't tell me the name of the disease. Just tell me what the patient's condition is."
Zhang Yiling thought for a moment and pointed downwards: "It's just that I can't get out from behind..."
After all, he is also an experienced driver who has studied medicine for decades, but he is also a little embarrassed when talking about Xia Sanlu's illness.
Cheng Chubi immediately understood and his expression turned serious. "You mean the patient can't poop, right? But there are other symptoms..."
"For example, abdominal pain like cramping, and whether he has vomited. In addition, is there any exhaust gas in the anus?"
When Wang Yiling heard the symptoms described by Cheng Chubi with flying colors, he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart. It seemed that Cheng Taichang also had a lot of research on abdominal diseases.
"What you are talking about, Cheng Taichang, should be Guange or intestinal disease."
"This... this patient doesn't have this, he has Yangming disease. By the way, there is another disease called anal plug..."
"Butt plug?!" Cheng Chubi gasped, his eyes as wide as bells. Damn it! I didn't expect that there were people who had such fun in ancient times.
"You mean, this patient stuffed something into his anus and blocked it?"
"???" The faces of the two doctors, Wang and Zhang, turned black as the bottom of an iron pot where dried fish had been deep-fried for three years.
God damned, he took something and blocked his anus. If uncle Changsun heard this, he would be furious.
Doctor Wang quickly covered his heart with his hand. "Mrs. Cheng, please don't talk nonsense, it will offend people too much."
Zhang Yiling, who was already breaking out in a cold sweat, was not much better and quickly echoed.
"That anal plug is from the Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases..."
"I understand, I understand what you mean. There is a person who has a dry stool and can no longer pull it out, right?"
The two medical orders were relieved at the same time. "Yes, that's exactly what it means."
"In Cheng's opinion, this disease should be called constipation."
Doctor Zhang's eyes lit up and he saluted Cheng Chubi with conviction.
"Hey, it seems that there is such a title, but it's not called constipation, it's called stool secretion..."
"..." Cheng Chubi thought about it, hey, this name is really girly. "Isn't the gonorrhea caused by enlarged prostate also called urinary secretion?"
"This is exactly the reason. I also remembered it. Poor urination is called urinary secretion, and poor defecation is called fecal secretion..."
Seeing this old man shaking his head in front of him and talking about urine and feces, Cheng Chubi was immediately unhappy.
"You two, let's not talk about these excrements for now, let's talk about something practical."
Wang Yiling nodded and saluted Cheng Chubi with a smile. Cheng Laosan has a bad temper, so it would be better to follow his wishes.
"Okay, okay... I dare to ask Cheng Taichang, do you have a way to cure it? Can this disease be operated on?"
"Operation?" Cheng Chubi was immediately happy. "This disease doesn't require surgery at all. It's very simple. For ordinary constipation, Kaisailu can solve it."
"If it is severe constipation, some more complicated measures will have to be implemented."
"What is Kaiselu, and why have we never heard of it?" Zhang Yiling couldn't help but ask.
I couldn't help but secretly feel that I was determined to fatten pigs after I was attracted by the pig with double eyelids.
Nowadays, everyone has a fat head, big ears, and a fat body. For the purpose of medical research, as well as improving and enriching the food culture of the Tang Dynasty.
It's time for them to sacrifice their bodies and make contributions. Cheng Chubi waved his hand confidently and said proudly.
"That's a drug I'm developing. In short, it's absolutely invincible in dealing with ordinary constipation."
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"Can you really solve it?" Wang Yiling couldn't help but ask again.
"Mr. Cheng never speaks with water when it comes to medical issues."
Cheng Chubi glanced at these two outstanding doctors of the Tang Dynasty with lightning eyes, and said very confidently.
In this era, no one understands constipation better than me, no one.
Doctor Wang let out a long sigh of relief and sighed with a smile on his face.
"Then I'm relieved. It seems that Duke Zhao's illness can finally be cured..."
"Yes, that's the truth." Doctor Zhang also stood up with an excited look. "Cheng Taichang, how about we accompany you to the Duke Zhao's Mansion?"
"Mr. Zhao..." Cheng Chubi smacked his mouth and raised his eyes. "Are you talking about the empress's brother, the eldest grandson of Duke Zhao?"
"Yes, it's the official department of Changsun." Zhang Yiling nodded and smiled happily.
It is a good thing that the Imperial Medical Office can solve the illness of the eldest grandson official, as it can increase his presence in front of this powerful man.
"He just has constipation, right?" Cheng Chubi sat back down after having raised his buttocks.
"I'm sorry, I am the doctor of the Imperial Medical Office. I am really busy with official duties and it is really inconvenient to leave the Imperial Medical Office. If he wants to see a doctor, he can come here by himself."