Chapter 226 Grab a month’s worth of medicine and give it to Wu Aiqing
Cangchen Hall.
Wu Dingbang was sweating profusely, and the stool under his butt was like a hot iron, making him unable to sit still.
The old doctor, blowing his beard and staring, reminded again: "Master Wu, don't move. How can I cut off my pulse like you?"
Wu Dingbang quickly apologized and sat down again.
I just saw the person next to me out of the corner of my eye, and I immediately lost my composure.
I'm afraid no minister in the court has ever enjoyed such treatment as him, with the emperor standing while he sat.
Oh my God, I’m so sorry for him!
Not only that, this is already the third imperial doctor to treat Wu Dingbang.
The current old man is old Qi, the Qi Imperial Physician who is good at detoxifying, curing internal injuries, and curing hidden diseases. He is an upright and straightforward doctor who likes to treat serious illnesses!
This old man doesn't tell lies and has a bad mouth. In the past, he was not reused in the Imperial Medical Office and was not favored by the concubine.
Once he went to see the Queen Mother for her insomnia and said directly: "I can't bear to see your mother's illness. I can't do it." He took the medicine box and left.
And that time was exactly four years ago.
The Queen Mother's insomnia syndrome began during the troubled years four years ago. At first, it was caused by the shock and sadness of suffering repeated blows and having to struggle to support herself. Later, the wounds were healed by time, but the insomnia syndrome persisted due to various reasons.
OK.
Later, the emperor invited Old Man Qi to see the Queen Mother again.
Old Man Qi said bluntly that he was only good at pharmacology, not other methods. There was really no way to cure the Queen Mother. There was no need to look for him in the future, and it would be useless.
He will wait until his life is in danger before looking for him, and then he will think of some way to hang himself.
At this moment, Wu Dingbang couldn't figure out the emperor's intention, and felt strange and frightened.
He thought that even Old Qi, who loved to treat serious illnesses, was invited. Did Long Live Master have to diagnose him with a serious problem?
Yuchi Gong's eyes fell on Wu Dingbang, and when he saw something, he frowned slightly.
He thought to himself that his father-in-law was indeed very weak. Not long after he sat down, his whole collar was soaked with sweat.
You must take a good look at it to avoid any undiagnosed disease.
After another round of diagnosis and treatment, Old Man Qi made a diagnosis and found that there were no major problems, but only seven or eight minor problems, which were not fatal and would not be a problem.
Wu Dingbang breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly, and stood aside with his head bowed.
When Yuchi Gong heard what Old Man Qi said, he felt relieved and said, "Doctor Qi, please give Wu Aiqing a prescription."
He felt that he had done a good job and saw the imperial doctor. Even if he was fine, he would give some tonics to take back to show his care and concern, not to mention that he was in trouble now.
Wu Dingbang became more and more confused about the emperor's intentions, and at the same time he felt uneasy and felt a strong sense of strangeness.
Old Man Qi paused and muttered: "I need a prescription."
He glanced at Yu Chigong and opened his mouth.
No reason, just because this emperor is different, he is a wise man, trusts him, uses him seriously, never blames him for the shortcomings in his words, and gives him a lot of freedom. He is always thought of when there is a serious illness or emergency.
Old Man Qi wrote down a prescription in twos and twos: "One prescription a day, take it for a month. If you can get better, forget it. If you don't, don't worry. You can come back to me when you become seriously ill."
Some of these minor ailments can be cured if you pay more attention to them. If you don't pay attention to them, even the gods won't be able to cure them.
Old Man Qi's view on minor problems is different from that of ordinary doctors.
Take the problems caused by alcoholism as an example. If you stop drinking in the first place, those problems will not be caused, but if you keep drinking, there is no use in curing them.
It is better to wait until the illness is critical before taking action. Only then will people be enlightened and change their bad habits, and then the efforts will not be in vain.
Let’s take ordinary wind and cold as an example. No matter how much medicine you drink, you still have to rely on yourself to get better. Why should you drink it?
This was Old Man Qi’s idea, so he didn’t bother to look at many minor ailments.
After writing the recipe, Mr. Qi immediately resigned.
When the visit to the imperial doctor came to an end, Yu Chigong ordered the young eunuch of Cangchen Palace to take the prescription and grab the medicine: "According to this prescription, grab a month's worth of medicine and send it to Wu Aiqing."
Wu Dingbang was so flattered that he declined and thanked him in a panic, but in the end... he didn't refuse!
His forehead was numb, and he had never seen anything like this before. Even if the emperor asked the imperial doctor, he even went so far as to give him a month's worth of medicine!
This, this, this is too good for him, too scary.
He thought to himself that it was a good thing that he didn't boil the medicine for him. Now that the imperial doctor has seen it and taken the medicine, he should be able to leave soon.
Wu Dingbang had just finished thinking this, and the next moment he listened to Yuchi Gong's instructions: "Today's medicine will be boiled first and given to Wu Aiqing."
Then he turned around and said gently: "How about a few games of chess between Wu Aiqing and me?"
Wu Dingbang felt nervous, he couldn't leave yet? And he couldn't leave before the medicine was ready?
He swallowed and quickly agreed: "Thank you, Lord Long Live, for your love, I... obey your order!"
Wu Dingbang was about to cry. He just felt that if the emperor wanted to punish the crime, he would still have to give up his position, so he should give it a good time.
It's so weird right now, it's as torturous as cutting flesh with a slow knife.
Wu Dingbang never thought that the emperor and he would be like a common man and son-in-law, and they should know that today's emperor has great ambitions and decisive killings, and his reputation as a murderer was obvious when he was still a prince. How could he be so close to him and still chatting about family matters. Yu Chigong never thought that he would have such a day. According to his opinion, although the process was very different from what he expected, the result was still satisfactory.
It's just that he never thought about letting Wu Dingbang leave now. Loving his father-in-law is the first step, and confirming that there is nothing seriously wrong with him is the second step.
After completing the two steps, he has made up for his previous mistakes, and he can take it to talk to the little thief.
And the third step...
Yuchi Gong made a move and said very casually: "Wu Aiqing, there is no need to be formal. I cared very little about Aiqing in the past. Today, the monarch and his ministers have endless chats. You might as well tell me about Aiqing's past fifteen years."<
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When he mentioned the word "chat" and specifically referred to the age of fifteen, Yu Chigong felt that his meaning was already in place, and he just had to mention something related to the fifteen-year-old thief.
Wu Dingbang did not guess the emperor's unpredictable thoughts, and he was worried all over, wondering about the emperor's intentions.
Hearing these words at this moment, Wu Dingbang's heart suddenly calmed down and he settled down firmly.
Hey, it turns out that Long Live Master wanted him to report on his duties, and he was so frightened that he fainted.
When it comes to discussing his duties, Wu Dingbang is certainly not afraid. He has been an official for many years and is quite good at performance appraisals. He has held many important positions abroad and has achieved results wherever he goes. These are all his political achievements.
The person who was weak just now suddenly becomes confident.
Wu Dingbang stood up calmly, straightened his robes, walked aside, showed his first smile when he was summoned, bowed his hands respectfully: "In reply to the long live Lord, I will..."
He straightened his back and spoke eloquently, with spit flying everywhere, confident and calm.
But as he talked more and more, Wu Dingbang found that the face of the person in front of him became strange, and the gentle smile at the end disappeared.
Wu Dingbang was suddenly startled and confused, and cold sweat began to break out on his back. The weird feeling arose again. The more he spoke, the less confident he became, and his voice gradually became lower.
He rekindled the illusion that the emperor was dissatisfied with him and wanted to find fault with him, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake.