Sun Simiao answered honestly: "My lord, this is diarrhea."
"Xia Li? I'm still running around, how could I have such a strange disease?" Du He laughed and said.
Sun Simiao: "... County Lord, I don't quite understand. Mr. Wang is suffering from diarrhea. He can't eat and has diarrhea. There are already signs of dehydration!"
Du He suddenly realized: "So it's dysentery? It's just dysentery!"
Dysentery was not considered a serious disease in later generations and could be cured by taking some medicine or injections and infusions. That was because humans invented antibiotics. However, in this era, it was an absolutely serious disease with extremely high mortality rate. The biggest feature was diarrhea that continued.
Until he dies of dehydration!
Du He asked: "Do you have a cure?"
"I really can't do anything. This disease has been recorded in ancient medical techniques such as the Huangdi Nei Jing, Treatise on Febrile Diseases, Difficult Classics, and Synopsis of the Golden Chamber. It has always been regarded as a difficult and complicated disease. Although there are many treatments
But the effect is not ideal and it is really difficult to treat..." Sun Simiao said.
After everyone heard this, a big stone lifted up in their hearts.
Even so many doctors and medicine kings in ancient times were unable to do anything.
Is Du Ho really good?
Du He touched his chin and said: "In that case, it's better to let Mr. Wang die. It makes sense to die from a difficult and complicated disease..."
When he turned around and saw Li Er's angry eyes and the vicious looks of other ministers, Du He laughed: "Just kidding, I have admired Wang Situ for more than a day or two. He is bedridden, how can I just sit idly by and ignore him?"
...Actually, I have a way to save Mr. Wang."
Um?
Everyone was stunned.
"Du He, what can you do quickly?"
"That's right, tell me quickly!"
Everyone urged anxiously.
Li Er frowned and said, "Du He, are you kidding?"
Du He said: "Your Majesty, gentlemen, you can doubt Mr. Wang's character, but you must not doubt my moral character. I, Du He, have a reputation of being brave and loyal in Chang'an. I never lie. If I say there is a way, then
There is a way, but this method still needs Mr. Wang’s consent. If he doesn’t agree, then there’s nothing I can do.”
Li Er nodded: "This is the best. No matter what method, I think Wang Qing's family will agree."
"Your Majesty, I would like to ask Mr. Wang for his opinion?"
"That's fine!"
Du He turned around and walked into the house.
Before entering the house, he quickly pinched his nose.
The whole house smelled as bad as a latrine, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Wang Gui was lying weakly on the bed, with two maids serving him. There was a wooden barrel next to him for convenience when Wang Gui couldn't help himself.
Wang Gui's face was as pale as a layer of flour. When he saw Du He, he struggled to get up. His stubborn little eyes seemed to say, even if I die, I won't let you save me.
Du He pinched his nose and said: "Mr. Wang, you are suffering from dysentery, which is dysentery. I have a medicine that can cure you. This medicine is to eat pork. What do you think?"
Eat pork?
The word that Wang Gui hates hearing most now is the word pork.
If it weren't for pork, why would he be so embarrassed?
"ah……"
He was too weak to move, but suddenly he became furious and struggled to sit up, pointed at Du He, and shouted: "... Get out... Get out, get out... You are here to humiliate... humiliate me...
roll……"
"oh!"
Du He turned around and left without stopping.
When he came outside, Du He said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I just told Mr. Wang that the way to cure him is to eat pork, but Mr. Wang seems to be seeking death and is unwilling to treat him. You heard it too. He told me to get out.
!Oh, it’s so abominable. If I hadn’t seen him lying in bed, I would have had to argue with him.”
Still want to debate?
Everyone looked strange.
Just because of the debate, Mr. Wang not only continued to have diarrhea, but also became famous and lost face. I think Mr. Wang would not want to have another debate.
Changsun Wuji and others went in one after another to admonish Wang Gui, but Wang Gui was as stubborn as a heifer and no one could persuade him.
Li Er was also a little helpless.
At this moment, Du He suddenly shrugged his nose and his face changed drastically, "Oh my God, who burned my young master's meat skewers..."
With that said, he left everyone behind and rushed out like flying.
A group of people were left looking at each other.
Gao Shilian said: "Your Majesty, I think that Du He's move is completely nonsense. Pork can cure diarrhea. I have never heard of it. If so, wouldn't the ancients have discovered it long ago? Why is there no cure now?
There is a way to cure dysentery, Du He is probably just trying to insult Wang Situ!"
"I second the proposal!"
"Du He's behavior is really disgusting!"
Everyone condemned Du He.
Li Er said helplessly: "Okay, if Du He really does such a thing, I will never spare him. However, it has not been determined whether pork can cure diseases. The key is to get the cooperation of Wang Qing's family."
, you can try to persuade me later!"
"yes!"
Everyone went to take turns admonishing Wang Gui.
But Wang Gui's temper was like the old lady's foot-binding cloth, smelly and long, and he only had one sentence for life and death: Even if I die, I will not eat pork.
…
In the yard.
The smoke is lingering and the fragrance is tangy.
Du He and Ma Zhou squatted beside the charcoal brazier, busy.
The meat on the shelf is roasted to a golden brown and spiced, making it look mouth-watering.
Ma Zhou said with emotion: "The barbecue made by the county official reminds me of roast lamb, but the method is completely different from roast lamb, and it tastes much better than roast lamb..."
Du He said with a smile: "Roast mutton is no worse than roast pork, it's just that those stupid cooks don't know how to cook it."
Ma Zhou quickly finished a bunch of meat and asked: "County Lord, can pork really cure diarrhea?"
"What do you think?" Du He asked.
Ma Zhou thought for a while and said seriously: "It's unlikely. Pork has been around since ancient times. If it can cure diarrhea, the ancients would have discovered it long ago. Why did it wait until today?"
"Old Ma, you are right...pork is pork. Eating pork can make you gain weight, but it cannot cure diarrhea," Du He said.
Ma Zhou was dumbfounded and said in surprise: "The county magistrate...you said that pork can cure Mr. Wang's diarrhea? Is it really just to humiliate Mr. Wang as others think?"
"No, I won't tell you the mystery of this for the time being. You will understand later that it is Mr. Wang's own choice whether to eat pork or not. If he wants to die, there is nothing I can do. Besides, even if he agrees to cooperate,
It may not be possible to save him...Forget it, you shouldn't talk about these sad topics when eating meat. Come on, give me that skewer, I love eating this evenly fat and thin one..."
With that said, he immersed himself in eating meat.
As for Wang Gui's life and death, Du He temporarily forgot about it.
When Ma Zhou saw this, he didn't care about it, and tried his best to fan the fire with his fan.