Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

"How could it be tuberculosis? When did Mr. Du contract such a terminal illness?"

"Heaven is really jealous of talents. The Tang Dynasty is waiting for prosperity. It was the time when Cai Guogong was showing his strength, and unexpectedly... unexpectedly encountered such a thing."

"It's a pity that Master Du is such a talented person, God really has no eyes."

Everyone in the hall, hearing about Du Ruhui's illness, felt sorry for Du Ruhui.

"Sun Simiao, didn't you tell me that Keming is fine?"

"How can you explain this tuberculosis to me!"

Li Er stood up, looked at Sun Simiao who rushed over, and shouted hoarsely.

The blow to him was really too great.

"Wei... this minister is also forced to helplessness." Sun Simiao showed helplessness, and said sadly: "Turkic invasion, Great Tang is in danger, Mr. Du is afraid that you will be distracted by his affairs, so he begs this minister not to make this matter public. "

"There's nothing I can do about it."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame the humble minister for being clumsy, unable to recover, and pulling Master Du out of the gate of hell."

Li Er's face was livid, he understood Sun Simiao's temperament, and even more understood Du Ruhui's temperament.

He didn't hesitate at Sun Simiao's words.

But the anger in my heart has nowhere to vent.

Li Er couldn't accept it anyway, Du Ruhui was about to leave him.

"Then tell me, Keming can live for a few more years." Li Er looked at Sun Simiao, frowning.

"Three years." Sun Simiao replied helplessly: "At most three years."

"Three...Three years..." Li Er was still on the spot, "How could this happen?"

Several humerus ministers in the court looked at Du Ruhui with worried expressions.

They have a good relationship with Du Ruhui on weekdays.

The impact of this matter on them is also very huge.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Lord Du's stubborn illness may not be impossible to cure."

Qin Mu raised his head, looked at Li Er, and said calmly.

After the words fell, everyone looked at Qin Mu in disbelief.

They knew that Qin Mu had superb medical skills, but they never imagined that he had the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Tuberculosis, contracting this disease is no different from being sentenced to death.

This is something everyone knows, and no one has been spared since ancient times.

Its death rate is self-evident.

Chapter 85: The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, I just think they are noisy (1/5)

"You... what did you say? Tell me again."

Li Er stared at Qin Mu in a daze, unable to believe it.

Can tuberculosis be cured?

Isn't this an incurable disease?Since ancient times, no miracle doctor dared to say that he could cure tuberculosis.

Qin Mu looked at him helplessly, with a calm expression, "Master Du's tuberculosis, I can cure it, but it will take some time, but it can be cured anyway."

The words fall.

The whole hall was shocked.

This...

This son-in-law really has the ability to bring the dead back to life?

Tuberculosis, is it easy to cure?

If these words came from the mouths of other doctors, everyone in the temple would definitely kick him out of here.

Simply nonsense.

But when these words came out of Qin Mu's mouth, they had to think more.

"Did I hear you right, the son-in-law said he can cure tuberculosis?"

"Hey... people are better than people, it's damned, Wentao Wulue, calligraphy and piano skills, wine brewing and medical skills, this... Is there anything the son-in-law doesn't know?"

"It's one thing to know, it's another to be proficient, and it's another thing to be the best."

Everyone looked at Qin Mu, all showing shock.

"My son-in-law." Sun Simiao's body trembled, and his words were excited, "You can really cure tuberculosis."

Seeing Sun Simiao speak, the others all shut up.

After all, they were just watching the excitement, and Sun Simiao was a professional with more right to speak.

Although he is helpless against tuberculosis.

"Yes." Qin Mu nodded, "First carry Master Du to a quiet room."

"It's too noisy here, which is not conducive to Mr. Du's rest."

"Master Sun, if you want to discuss tuberculosis, you can come with me."

After the words fell, Sun Simiao was ecstatic.

willing.

He was so willing.

For a moment.

In a wing room in Daxing Palace.

Du Ruhui was lying on the bed and hadn't woken up yet.

Qin Mu felt Du Ruhui's pulse again, prescribed a prescription, and sent people to the imperial pharmacy in the palace to get the medicine.

Then do stitches for him.

Du Ruhui's tuberculosis is already severe, and acupuncture can only be used as an adjuvant therapy.

During this period, there are no antibiotics.

Not to mention tuberculosis, even common inflammation can cause death.

"My son-in-law, how can this tuberculosis be cured?"

Medicine King Sun Simiao stood beside Qin Mu like a good student.

"Consumption is caused by heat and poison in the lungs, but it's more serious." Qin Mu stood up and said calmly.

(PS: Toxic heat is also inflammation, which is a popular expression in this era.)

"Use acupuncture and moxibustion first to suppress the exacerbation of Mr. Du's pulmonary tuberculosis, and then use medicine."

"Ephedra decoction, Daqinglong decoction as auxiliary medicine..."

Qin Mu began to explain to Sun Simiao in detail.

Sun Simiao was sometimes amazed, sometimes confused, and sometimes delighted.

Traditional Chinese medicine has a complete theoretical system, and its uniqueness lies in the holistic view of "harmony between man and nature" and "correspondence between man and nature" and the treatment based on syndrome differentiation.

The breadth and depth of traditional Chinese medicine.

Even if Qin Mu has the inheritance of the God of Medicine, he can only explore one or two of them.

Under the guidance of Qin Mu's explanation, Sun Simiao opened the door to a new world.

It was near midnight.

Du Ruhui faintly woke up after taking the medicine prescribed by Qin Mu.

Li Er heard that Du Ruhui woke up.

Hurriedly came from Liangyi Hall.

He stayed there the whole time, waiting for Du Ruhui to wake up.

"Keming, how do you feel?" Li Er walked to the couch, looked at Du Ruhui and asked with concern.

"Ahem..." Du Ruhui coughed a few times, and responded, "Thank you for your concern, I... I feel much better."

"Keming, you are really confused." Li Er looked at him and said angrily, "You have tuberculosis, why didn't you tell me such an important matter."

Du Ruhui said weakly: "The state affairs are enough for His Majesty to deal with, I don't want His Majesty to be distracted by these trivial matters."

Li Er's face was livid, "A trivial matter, is this a trivial matter?"

Qin Mu looked at the excited Li Er, and hurried forward, "Your Majesty, Lord Du has just woken up and is extremely weak. You should say a few words less."

Li Er had no choice but to stand up, "Okay, I will leave Keming to you."

"It's just his tuberculosis..."

Qin Mu responded lightly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the condition has stabilized, and it's only a matter of time before it can be eradicated."

Hearing this, Li Er's love for Qin Mu deepened a bit.

This bastard is really loved and hated.

"Hehe..." Du Ruhui lay on the bed with a pale complexion, and said with a light smile, "My son-in-law, you don't have to comfort me, I know my body myself."

"Besides, tuberculosis is an incurable disease."

Sun Simiao hurried forward, "Lord Du, the son-in-law did not lie to you, what he said is true, he can really cure your tuberculosis."

"Yeah Keming, this bastard didn't bully you, he has this ability, you can rest here at ease, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

After Li Er finished speaking, he turned and left the room without waiting for everyone's reaction.

Seeing that Li Er and Sun Simiao said that, Du Ruhui couldn't believe it.

He tried to get up, but couldn't get up.

"Thank you Prince Consort for saving your life."

Qin Mu smiled lightly and said, "Lord Du, you should rest easy and recover from your illness. If you want to thank you, you have to wait until you recover."

As Datang's parent official, Du Ruhui convinced Qin Mu.

Even if it is a robbery, he will snatch Du Ruhui back from the gate of hell.

But Du Ruhui's life was finally snatched back by him.

The next day.

The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is blowing.

The western suburbs of Chang'an City.

The martial arts field where the Tang army is stationed.

In the martial arts arena, the banners are fluttering and dancing with the wind.

Li Er stood on the martial arts stage.

Looking at the soldiers who participated in the battle against the Turks, they were delighted.

Especially the three standing at the front, Qin Mu, Xue Rengui and Wang Xuance, were even more ecstatic.

Although Qin Mu has made it clear that he will not be an official in the court.

But he was still escorted by Changsun Wuji.

If they don't reward them, they won't be able to reassure the people, but they have already assured Qin Mu that they are all officials in false names, and they have no real power and don't need Qin Mu to lead the army.

Famous and paid, no need to work.

Only in this way did Qin Mu agree.

Otherwise, he would have gone to the West Market to sell wine.

Looking at the blood-stained battlefield and the soldiers who have made great achievements in battle, Li Er stopped talking nonsense, "Qin Mu, Xue Rengui, and Wang Xuance, three people, the magic soldiers descended from the sky, helped the building to fall, turned the tide from falling, cut Jieli, Defeat the Turks, defend the rivers and mountains of the Tang Dynasty, and protect the people of the Tang Dynasty."