Xiao Yuan sat motionless on the small stool. Doctor Wang cleaned his hands, first pulled out all the silver needles on Xiao Yuan's body, and then motioned for him to reach out and feel for his pulse.
Both hands felt for a pulse, and there was a slight change in Doctor Wang's face, so he asked Xiao Yuan about his original condition and what his condition was now.
Xiao Yuan answered 1511, and then looked at Imperial Physician Wang again and asked: "I, Imperial Physician, I feel very well. In addition to being a little weak, I don't feel the same pain as before. I don't know if it's because of this."
Is the plague cured?"
Doctor Wang did not dare to respond easily to him, so he only asked a young apprentice to temporarily place Xiao Yuan in an empty wooden house not far away. He also took a pen and paper to write down the prescription and asked another young apprentice to take it.
After all the instructions were given, Doctor Chen and Xiao Ci asked eagerly: "What's going on?"
Doctor Wang then said: "This little brother looked like he had a plague disease at first, but when I checked his pulse just now, it was different from a plague disease. He seemed to be poisoned. I'll prescribe some medicine to clear out the fluids in his body."
The remaining poison will be placed under observation for a few days, and we will take another look after two days."
Then he asked Xiao Ci: "What's going on with this little brother? How did he spit out this thing?"
Xiao Ci had a vague feeling that this insect was the cause of the plague, so he didn't hide it and told the story in detail.
Then he took off the pomegranate sachet tied to his body and said, "This is it."
Doctor Chen took it curiously, put it to the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and said, "There are probably more than 40 kinds of medicinal materials in here."
Then he asked Xiao Ci: "Your Majesty, can you pour out the contents of this sachet so that I can take a closer look and see what it is?"
Xiao Ci felt that this thing was specially made for him by Song Qinghuan, and he was a little unhappy, but thinking about the smoky scene in Kyoto, he finally gritted his teeth, took the dagger himself, cut the stitches on it, and dug out the dagger inside.
The filled powder was poured out.
When Doctor Chen and Doctor Wang saw this pile of medicinal powder, they felt as if they had seen a treasure. They picked it up bit by bit with their fingertips, smelled it carefully, and tasted a little more cautiously.
Two people, you name a medicine and I say a name. Before the discussion was finished, Doctor Wang clapped his hands: "No wonder that little brother has unbearable abdominal pain. The content in this sachet is the most poisonous thing that can fight poison with poison."
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Xiao Ci didn't have time to listen to what they said. He only said: "Is this medicine effective?"
Doctor Chen immediately took out oily paper to preserve and store the remaining medicinal powder. Doctor Wang then said, "We'll talk about it in two days."
We still have to see what Xiao Yuan will be like after two days.
Two days is neither long nor short.
Xiao Ci stayed in Wucheng for two days, and several more people infected with the plague were captured in the city and sent to the west of the city.
He went to the isolation area in the west of the city to have a look. Standing from a distance, he saw those people's eyes dim and had no hope of living. He felt very uncomfortable.
When the time came, he hurried to the camp of the Imperial Hospital. As soon as he entered, he looked for Imperial Physician Chen and Imperial Physician Wang and asked, "How is it?"
Dr. Chen and Dr. Wang were even more nervous than Xiao Ci, but they still said: "Don't worry, we are just asking someone to invite that little brother over. Let's take a look first and then talk."
When Xiao Yuan was in Bishui Villa, his body and mind were so worn that he lost all willpower. He was also detained for two days, but his mentality was completely different.
This small wooden house is very close to the camp of Tai Hospital. Every day, someone will bring meals and soups and medicines. Not only medicines to drink, but also medicines to be applied on the body are all available. Even though they are locked up for two days, there is always someone who can help them immediately.
Good feeling.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
When Xiao Yuan was brought here, the rashes on his face were all scabbed, and there was no odor coming from his body. He was in high spirits and felt windy when he walked. He was very different from those who were locked up in the isolation area.
Same.
Doctor Wang looked at his expression, nodded, and waved to him: "Come, come, come here."
Putting his fingertips on the pulse and carefully diagnosing the pulse, Doctor Wang didn't dare to relax at all.
After he could touch it with both hands, he asked Xiao Yuan how he felt.
Xiao Yuan said: "I no longer have chest tightness in the past two days, and my body is no longer itchy. I eat well and sleep well."
He added: "I have been taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor for two days, and I feel much stronger and more energetic."
Dr. Wang couldn't help but nodded, which made Dr. Chen extremely anxious. He pushed him away, grabbed Xiao Yuan's hand and felt his pulse.
After identifying this one and that one, he endured the wild beating in his heart, and the doctor Wang slapped him and said happily: "Old Wang, are you okay?"
Doctor Wang was still able to hold on, straightened his sleeves and said, "I'll have to take medicine for two more days before I'm fine."
Xiao Yuan immediately responded: "Really? Then can I go home?"
Doctor Chen said: "Yes, you can go home soon."
After saying that, he really drove Xiao Yuan out and summoned all the imperial doctors to discuss the matter with a roar.
When Xiao Ci saw this situation, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, sneered, and was about to go out when he was pulled back by Doctor Chen.
In the past half month or so, Imperial Physician Chen rarely showed a smile, so he pulled Xiao Ci and said, "I still need to trouble the prince with something."
Xiao Ci looked sideways at him.
Imperial Physician Chen said: "Prescription, prescription for sachet."
He was embarrassed to admit that he and Dr. Wang spent two days trying to identify the prescriptions for Song Qinghuan's sachet, and there were still a few prescriptions that he couldn't identify.
Xiao Ci was also exhausted for more than half a month. He wished he could go home and hold his wife for a good rest. He immediately said, "Someone will bring it to you later."
After saying that, he went out with a gust of wind.
Xiao Yuan Neng went home and took Xiao Ci's ride with two bags of medicine.
However, as soon as he entered the city, Xiao Ci left him behind and quickly returned to Prince Rui's Mansion.
It was already getting late when he came back.
All the maids and women in Yilan Residence were sent out. The courtyard was quiet, not even a voice could be heard, and the lamps were lit in the main room.
Song Qinghuan just came out of the bathroom. She was wearing plain white pajamas and her wet hair was wrapped in a cloth.
As soon as she sat in front of the dressing table, Xunmei brought a clean towel and offered it to her to twist her hair.
He said: "The princess should have her hair washed during the day. If she doesn't wring her hair and fall asleep this late at night, she will get a headache."
Song Qinghuan said: "If you don't wring yourself, doesn't it mean that you are doing something bad?"
Xunmei was so blocked that she couldn't even say a word.
Song Qinghuan's black hair was long and dense. It took several towels to twist it until it was dry.
He draped his long hair over his shoulders and took a comb to comb it carefully, but when he accidentally brushed it off, he saw a rash on the back of Song Qinghuan's neck and shivered in fear.
The comb in his hand fell to the ground, and Xunmei knelt down with a cry, stammering: "Prince, princess, you, you have contracted the plague."
