Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

Li Yan barely maintained his composure, and his expression became more serious: "His Royal Highness is yelling sick."

The ominous premonition came true.

Yu Rong's heart trembled, he threw away the things in his hands without thinking, and strode out of the house: "Where is the person? Please tell Uncle Li carefully about the specific situation."

Roaring patients, also called asthma, are equivalent to what modern medicine calls asthma.

In traditional Chinese medicine, asthma is divided into syndromes and syndromes based on dialectical treatment.

It is exactly the saying that "wheezing must be combined with wheezing, and wheezing does not need to be combined with wheezing".

Even in modern times, there is no cure for asthma.

The so-called cure is nothing more than effective control to stabilize the condition and reduce the frequency of recurrence.

Asthma focuses on protection. Patients usually pay more attention to it and develop the habit of carrying medicine with them. Generally speaking, it will not be life-threatening.

However, in case of an acute attack of asthma, if timely and effective treatment is not obtained, severe cases may be obstructed due to bronchospasm, leading to sudden death from asphyxia.

Medicine is as advanced as it is in modern times, let alone Min Dynasty, whose medical level is relatively backward all day long.

Like the Celestial Dynasty, there has also been a saying that "there is no cure for asthma" since ancient times.

It can be seen how difficult it is to treat asthma.

But Yu Rong couldn't care less.

While leading the way, Li Yan said: "In the small garden in front, at the beginning, His Royal Highness played with two young His Royal Highnesses..."

The steward spoke very fast, and within a few breaths, he explained the cause and effect of the matter clearly.

Several children play.

The bear kid Zhan'er wanted to play hide-and-seek, which the sage "played" in the afternoon, and His Royal Highness, as a good brother who dotes on his younger siblings, naturally played with him.

The plate to play with, I feel sorry for the little princess who is young, and it is my daughter's home, fearing that something will happen to her accidentally, so I accompany her to find a good hiding place first.

Unexpectedly, when the little princess was looking for a hiding place, she ran too fast. Seeing that her feet were on the ground, the plate was impatient, and she stretched out her hand to pull the person. Unexpectedly, his strength was too weak. myself, fell into the water together.

The lake in Prince Si's Mansion is very deep, at least one and a half as deep as Nie Xinzhi in the center.

The two fell right in the middle of the trestle bridge, neither of them knew how to use water. Even if the guards jumped into the lake in time to rescue them, it took them a while to save them.

As soon as the plate came ashore and was changing into clean clothes, he suddenly suffered from asthma, and the situation was very critical. When Li Yan rushed to find Yu Rong, his mind was already a little blurred.

As Yu Rong listened, his footsteps became faster and faster unconsciously, and he asked anxiously, "Did Your Highness not bring any medicine with you?"

Although it is conceivable that there are no useful first-aid anti-asthma drugs in this era.

Before waiting for an answer, he asked another question: "Have you gone to ask for a national doctor?"

In the case of dishes, there must be someone who has been adjusting them.Yu Rong felt that he was no better than the royal doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, the situation was urgent and saving people was the first priority, so don't worry about it for the time being.

"Is there anyone in the entourage who is urgently treating asthma?"

Li Yan replied one by one:

"His Majesty did bring medicine, but he couldn't take it because he fell into the water and became damp.

"As soon as I learned that the Great Hall fell into the water, I sent people to the Imperial Medical Office to ask for the National Physician. And everyone went to the Poqiang Garden to invite Your Majesty and Master.

"Today, your highnesses did not bring any retinues, and your majesty sent a golden knife guard to follow His Highness, who was sent by him to take care of his third highness.

"The doctors in the government are still in the living death hospital. The distance is too far, so I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up. The rest of them have a little bit of medical skills, but they are helpless against the sudden onset of illness."

Yu Rong pursed her lips.

According to his current understanding of the doctors of the Ming Dynasty, through the information recorded in the medical books, it can be known that there are very few people who are good at treating asthma.

It's no wonder that the steward made a decisive decision, even before seeing the face of the saint and Nie Xinzhi, he ran to look for him on his own initiative.

Most likely due to Nie Xinzhi's influence, whether it's the people in the Prince's Mansion who don't know each other well enough, or the Nii Langwei who has already been familiar with each other, they all have a fascinated belief in his medical skills.

It was also because of this trust that he worked hard to study medical skills and did not dare to relax too much.

Closer to home.

Asthma suddenly needs emergency treatment, even if it is a little late, it may be due to delay in treatment, and...

Thinking of Pan Zi's sensible and caring appearance, Yu Rong immediately cut off his wild thoughts.

It's useless to think too much, saving people is the most important thing.

At this time, I have to be thankful that after practicing medicine independently, Yu Rong, who has never treated asthma patients, is quite familiar with the emergency treatment and rescue of asthma.

At the beginning, there was a severe asthma patient next door to my grandfather's house, and my grandfather had treated him.

At that time, he was frightened by the emergency situation of his neighbors, so he practiced acupuncture and moxibustion in private.

"Do you know His Majesty's illness?"

The dialectical pattern of asthma always belongs to the syndrome type of excess of evil and excess of righteousness. Excessive evil is divided into cold and heat, and deficiency of righteousness examines yin and yang. The treatment of different syndrome types is completely different.

Asking clearly in advance, it is better to have a bottom line, so as not to delay the opportunity of first aid.

As expected, the steward knew about it, so he didn't dare to hide it a little bit: "Master Defense once said that His Majesty was born with defects, sickly in childhood, depleted of true energy, hurting lung gold, gold does not produce water, water does not steam, Condensation produces phlegm, stagnation of phlegm and stagnation of qi, trapping cold inside, thus forming long-term roots.'”

Yu Rong nodded after hearing this, and didn't say any more.

I have an idea in my mind, a bit like Nie Xuan, Panzi was born with poor bones, probably due to chronic coughing that exhausted my lungs when I was a child, and then suffered from asthma.

According to the steward, if he guessed right, the dish should be a cold wheeze.

This type of asthma is prone to occur in winter, and it is often relieved in summer.

At least yesterday and today, although Yu Rong could see some signs of inadequacy from the appearance of the plate, he roughly felt that the situation was not serious, so he didn't think much about it.

I don't want to fall into the water this time, no matter if the lake water is cold, or the water is choked, or there is something unclean, in short, the stimulation will naturally trigger the sudden attack of asthma.

Thoughts turned a thousand times, Yu Rong kept turning his brain, making various inferences, and thinking about the corresponding treatment method for the inferred disease syndrome.

What exactly is going on, you need to "seeing is believing".

While talking, the two arrived at the flower hall where the plate was.

In fact, it is not yet half a cup of tea.

Yu Rong glanced at everyone.

The guards, whose wet clothes hadn't been changed yet, were still dripping with water, and all of them had serious faces, but they couldn't hide their embarrassment.

The little princess Wan'er seemed to be terrified, shrunk slightly, and hid in the corner with her head down.

The youngest child, Nie Yun was at a loss, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

The most mischievous Zhang'er was rare and quiet, his face was pale, as if he was the one who was sick, and the tears were in his eyes, but he didn't howl like before when he was hit by a board.

Turning his eyes around, without any time to think, Yu Rong approached the little boy who was placed between the seats, and at the same time reached out and touched his clothes——

Fortunately, the dirty and wet clothes have been changed.

No more delay.

Pan Zi was close to coma and was in a critical condition. In order to save time, Yu Rong decided to use the system to determine the syndrome.

Although it is summer, it is cold and roaring.

The young doctor's movements were not muddled in the slightest.

Take the needles directly, the Taiyin Lung Meridian, Renmai points, Feishu, Lieque, etc. Xuansu Meridian Qi, damper Shufeng, Tiantu stops asthma and resolves phlegm.

Acupuncture for purging acuteness is very effective for the acute onset of asthma.

I saw that the plate moved, as if it was not very comfortable, and after a while, I slowly opened my eyes.

He coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Yu Rong's mood relaxed slightly, but he didn't dare to be careless. Seeing the moxa sticks prepared by the steward, he said to the young boy in a warm voice: "Your Highness, how about I give you some moxa moxibustion again?"

Even though he couldn't lift the plate and spoke in a dull manner, he was both apologetic and grateful: "Brother Shao'er is so troublesome." He smiled, "Brother Shao'er can just call me the plate."

Yu Rong hooked his lips reluctantly: "Okay, don't rush to talk about the plate."

He spoke softly and taught the children how to adjust their breath.

Seeing that the plate was gradually slowing down, I took the lighted moxa sticks, combined with ginger slices, and moxibustion the acupuncture points on the back to warm the meridians and replenish yang.

A quarter of an hour later.

Yu Rong let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes were empty, and he stared at the system panel, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

It was finally safe.

In fact, when he was listening to Li Yan's talk, he quietly exchanged the first-aid medicine in the mall, but it was not in case, so it was really difficult to take it out.

The effect is not 100% guaranteed.

Moreover, thinking about Nie Xinzhi who had an allergic reaction to the cholera vaccine that day, Yu Rong didn't dare to easily use Western medicine on the plate.

Fortunately, the treatment was done properly and there were no mistakes.

otherwise……

Yu Rong interrupted his association, thinking that this kind of unlucky thing that didn't really happen was just asking for trouble.

With the accumulation of clinical experience in the past few years, and through continuous learning and improvement in the virtual space, his medical skills have improved a lot and are not what they used to be.

Maybe it's not even a national player, but at least he is worthy of the title of Bapin Baoyilang.

Therefore, although it is not appropriate to think too high of oneself, there is no need to belittle oneself.

"Shao'er has worked hard, go rest and drink some water."

Suddenly hearing this sudden voice, Yu Rong turned around unconsciously, and was slightly taken aback.

It's official.

At some point, he entered the house with Nie Xinzhi.

Yu Rong subconsciously wanted to salute, but the official looked hurried and waved his hands at him indiscriminately as a sign of avoidance, then took a few long strides and walked to the plate.

Both urgent and cautious.

Yu Rong silently watched the sad expression hidden in the sage's kindness, and suddenly felt a little relieved——

"Happy to be a father" is a joke. Obviously, the official is really—or hopes—to be a good father.

Although in the royal family, the relationship between father and son is no different from that of ordinary people.

Eh... wait?

Just now, what did the officials call him?

Spoon?

What about the good son-in-law?

Well, to be the emperor's "virtuous son-in-law" is really stressful, so let's just take the spoon.

As far as they are familiar with each other, Guan Jia and Nie Dan are really brothers.

Or maybe...

I should adjust my attitude towards officials, be in awe and awe, respect cannot be less, but fear is unnecessary.The other party is the younger brother's father, he can be regarded as his "father-in-law", cough.

When Yu Rong was distracted, he suddenly heard the voice of the official again:

"Ermao, is there any discomfort?"

Panzi immediately replied: "I've made daddy worry about it, I'm fine now, brother Shao'er is really going to start Chengchun..."

Yu Rong sullenly.

He didn't notice what Pan Zi praised his medical skills at all, and focused on the "two hairs".

How many names do the children of the Nie family have?

Ermao or something, suddenly felt that Shao'er was pretty good.

but……

Why is it "two hairs" and not "big hairs"?Isn't the plate the eldest son of the official family?

Yu Rong struggled secretly.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his shoulder at this moment, and he regained his senses in an instant.

"Brother."

Without looking back, he knew who it was. He unconsciously raised a smile and called out in a low voice.

Nie Xinzhi let out a "hmm" and was about to leave the flower hall with his arms in his arms.

Yu Rong couldn't help being puzzled, but didn't ask any further questions, and followed the man across the threshold... The condition of the plate is stable, so don't worry.

Nie Xinzhi didn't intend to take people too far, so he stopped under an old tree by the lake not far away.

Yu Rong was puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

Nie Xinzhi said calmly, "It's very windy here."

As he said that, he still "hands and feet", took a wet cloth towel from nowhere, and wiped the face of someone who was sweating profusely.

Yu Rong was startled, then realized the man's intentions, and his heart softened little by little.

He smiled and thanked: "Thank you brother."

Nie Xinzhi didn't say anything, and kept moving his hands. After wiping his face, he took his hands again and wiped his fingers.

Careful and meticulous, comparable to Yu Rong's posture when giving needles to others.

The young doctor who was "served" enjoyed his elder brother's service with peace of mind.

The cool breeze blowing over the water is very refreshing.

I also opened my mouth to talk nonsense for a while, and relaxed my mind, which was a bit of comfort.

Sweep away the fatigue just now.

The two people who were enjoying the cool stood side by side, without a word of conversation for a long time, without any embarrassment at all.

Unspeakable tacit understanding.

Until Yu Rong's nerves completely relaxed, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed something strange.

Instinctively looking towards the flower hall, doubts appeared in his eyes.

Nie Xinzhi once again used the skill of telepathy: "Go back."

Yu Rong nodded, followed the man's footsteps, and before reaching the main entrance of the flower hall, through the hollowed-out window, he heard a faint cry of a child inside.

Listen carefully, it's not Zhan'er's voice.It seems to be... a little princess?

Inevitably some inexplicable.

When Yu Rong followed his elder brother into the door, the crying of the girl became more obvious.

Hiccups from crying, almost out of breath.

Really poor.

Before Yu Rong's sympathy overflowed, he sensed something was wrong, followed his intuition, and aimed at the saint standing beside the plate.

I saw the person who seemed to love to laugh more than himself, at this time with a blank face, eyes half down, quietly looking at the crying little princess.

Yu Rong was very surprised.

The official's appearance is really... so powerful.

There is a kind of momentum that is not angry.

It was the first time I discovered that Nie Xinzhi resembled the official fan.

Soon, Yu Rong lost his mind and thought about everything.

The official said calmly, "Wan'er, I'm very disappointed."

Hearing this, Yu Rong was slightly confused.

I only heard the other party continue to say: "The plate is your brother."

It's like... what's wrong?

The little princess cried miserably, calling vaguely: "Daddy."

The official suddenly let out a long sigh, half covered his face with his sleeves, coughed several times, then waved his hands mercilessly: "Come here, take the little princess back to Zhongnian Palace."

The little princess suddenly raised her voice and called out: "Daddy, Daddy——"

The officials changed their usual benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, even though their daughter was crying pitifully, there was no longer any emotion on her face.

The indifferent demeanor, even without showing any expression, still gives people a kind of...

The emperor showed his power like a thunderbolt.

The awe that Yu Rong had just dispelled returned instantly.

Some are afraid.

He couldn't help but look away, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Pan Pan's face.

Then he was slightly startled, and finally realized what was going on.

seem……

The officials were angry with the little princess because of Panzi's asthma attack?

It's a pity that Panzi suffers from asthma, but the little princess can't be blamed for the attack this time, right?

wrong.

Yu Rong noticed something was wrong with the expression on the plate.

Gradually realized a subtlety.

I almost forgot, no matter how harmonious and warm the Nie family looks, it is the royal family.

Yu Rong couldn't help feeling his scalp tingling, he was always curious, but at the same time he was afraid of trouble.

Now, the scene has broken through the secrets of the palace, will it be...

In an instant, "Golden Branch Desire" played in my mind.

This is the live version of Gongdou?

It feels weird.

The little princess is probably under six years old, so she will play tricks on her brother?Picture what?

unknown.

Yu Rong was just guessing at the official's attitude and making random guesses.

Anyway, no matter how reluctant the little princess was, she was forcibly sent back to the palace.

The temperature around the official's house slowly rose, and he greeted the plate with cold greetings.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Master Guo Yi was just like the police in film and television dramas, finally arriving late.

It turned out to be the golden nine needle week defense.

It's been a few days since we saw each other, Yu Rong was a little surprised.

But it's not the time to chat.

Zhou Fangfang re-examined the plate, and finally let go and said it was all right, and rewrote two prescriptions by hand, and he retired.

Yu Rong, as the half-master of the Prince's Mansion, took the job of being in charge and asked to send the doctor of the country to go out.

"It was His Royal Highness the First Prince you treated just now?" Zhou Fangfen asked.

Yu Rong hurriedly nodded in response, thinking that the old national player would have some extra instructions, but he didn't want the other party to just say "hmm", turned around and got into the carriage without saying anything.

Confused.

I haven't seen you for a few days, the defense lord is arrogant.

"Master Xiaoyu."

The sudden call made the heart of someone who was secretly complaining in fright miss a beat.

Guilty.

With a perfect smile, Yu Rong asked, "But what instructions does Master Defense have?"

The one who called him was the servant defending the lord.

The servant offered a dusty tooth card with both hands: "Master ordered me to deliver this to Master Xiao Yu himself."

What the hell?

Yu Rong couldn't understand, but seeing that the other party didn't mean to explain, he just smiled and took the tooth card naturally: "Please run around."

The young servant didn't dare to shout, so he made a salute and left.

Yu Rong took the tooth card and turned it over to look at it. On one side was the full name of the Imperial Medical Bureau, on the other side was a big "Yin" character, and at the bottom was the word "Golden Twenty-Nine".

"This is the Yin Ling gold medal." Nie Xinzhi explained.

Yu Rong is embarrassing, it's too mysterious, I don't understand it.

Nie Xinzhi added: "It's an admission token for the Imperial Medical Administration."

Yu Rong was slightly surprised, and then felt a burst of pressure: "I seem to be counted in the medical officer's hospital?"

As long as the functions are similar, there are overlaps, or two departments that are closely related but different, there are always some subtleties between them.

Although he doesn't go to work in the medical officer's hospital, but he holds the token of the imperial medical office...

There is a feeling of betraying the sect, even though he knows nothing about everyone in the "sect" except for a former Mr. Baoan Lang.

Nie Xinzhi added: "With the gold medal of Yin Order, you can enter the library of the Imperial Medical Office at will."

Yu Rong black line.

Brother, can you speak without panting?Sentence by sentence, like squeezing toothpaste.

Nie Xinzhi then "squeezed" out another piece of "toothpaste": "The collection of books in the Imperial Medical Office includes all medical books from all over the world, so it's worth visiting."

After hearing this, Yu Rong smiled: "So, this golden order is a library card? Twenty-nine is the serial number, right?"

The man who had been with him for a long time could understand what he said and nodded slightly.

Yu Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's not bad."

Talking, the two walked back.

Yu Rong played with the dental cards, hesitated for a while, but couldn't help being curious: "Brother, just now..."

He deliberately didn't finish.

Nie Xin understood, and took up the conversation: "Wan'er intentionally caused the plate to fall into the water."

Yu Rong was silent.He just made up his mind at random, was he really fooled?

Recalling the little princess's timid and well-behaved character, he couldn't understand: "Why?"

Nie Xinzhi said in a low voice: "There is no trend for external interests."

Yu Rong was at a loss.

Nie Xinzhi dropped a bomb: "Wan'er is a boy."

Yu Rong opened his eyes slightly, becoming more and more speechless.He didn't see it?

He hesitated and asked, "Then how did you become a little princess?"

Wan'er's situation is obviously different from that of his cousin who is a tycoon in women's clothing. His second cousin deliberately pretends to be a woman because of his own bad taste and loves women's clothing. Wan'er is different. The whole country knows that there are only three princes in the palace. There are also two princesses.

Nie Xin replied: "An ignorant person who does ignorant things is just stupid."

Yu Rong was sweating when he heard this.Brother is really...

Nie Xinzhi didn't whet his appetite, and continued, "Song Zhaorong falsely reported Wan'er's gender."

Yu Rong looked suspicious: "Really?"

Nie Xinzhi nodded affirmatively, and then told a secret story in the most concise language.

Wan'er's mother, Song Zhaorong, was the daughter of a down-and-out gentry who was rescued by the sage Bailongyu many years ago. Seeing her pity, she brought her back to the palace, and made her a servant because of her beauty.

Later, because of his good voice, the mountain songs he sang were very popular with saints, and he gradually embarked on the road of advancement.

... In this regard, the saint is quite casual. Anyway, he has never been addicted to any beauty, and the ministers have no control over which woman he favors.

Far away.

Why is the six-year-old Wan'er trying to harm his friendly and unguarded elder brother Panzi, because...he is just like his mother, and in Yu Rong's words, he is paranoid about being persecuted.

As I said earlier, the official family is not in good health, and the heirs have been in trouble. It is a surprise that Pan Zi was born early.

Later, two more children were born and died within a few days.

The officials couldn't see their children suffering, so they had a whim and decided not to have children.

In addition, the imperial doctor also told him to keep away from women as much as possible to recharge his energy, so he never had any children.

The women in the harem eat contraceptives.

No matter what the concubines think, they can at least understand what the officials mean, except for one person.

That was Song Zhaorong, she felt that someone was harming her.

Yu Rong felt that with the other party's thinking, he could probably make up more than a dozen Gongdou dramas.

Later, Pan Zi suffered from asthma.

The reality is hard to say, but in order to ensure that someone inherits the country, the government has to bear the pain and continue to have children.

That's why there are Zhan'er and the others who are several years behind the plate.

The four princes and one princess are all in good health except for the plates, and the officials are finally at ease.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhaorong felt that after giving birth to a son, he would be killed by the queen and others, so he tried his best to lie about the prince's gender.

He managed to hide it successfully. Although it didn't take long, everyone in the world already knew that there was a little princess added to the palace.

The main reason is that the official family who likes to be a father is too embarrassing...cough.

Knowing Song Zhaorong's deeds, even the best-tempered officials would still be angry. After asking the imperial doctor, it was confirmed that Song Zhaorong was mentally ill. He was a little helpless and sympathetic, so he didn't deal with him. He was ignored, but he didn't treat him harshly.

Wan'er was going to be taken away, but Song Zhaorong committed suicide because of this. Fortunately, he found it in time and was rescued.

The officials couldn't bear the loss of their daughter's mother, but they didn't want Song Zhaorong to raise Wan'er, so they thought of a way to say that they would raise Wan'er by themselves, regardless of the prince and princess...Of course, in fact, he didn't have the energy, most of them were palace people and children. Mother-in-law is taking care of her.

In short, the government tried to treat the children as well as possible, but for some reason, Wan'er, like his mother, felt that his brothers and sisters wanted to harm him.

So I secretly played tricks a few times, because there were no serious consequences, and the officials did not punish me too much after criticism.

After that, what happened today.

After hearing this, Yu Rong's three views exploded.

The five or six-year-old child is intriguing and framed...

Having said that, brother is really amazing, he actually made things so clear.

"The plate is unguarded against the bowl?" Yu Rong asked doubtfully.

Nie Xinzhi replied in a soft voice: "Panzi's heart is too soft and innocent, and the officials are too protective."

"Then why did the officials still let Wan'er..."

Nie Xinzhi said: "He is just a child, it is the father's fault whether he raises it or not, human nature is good, and it can always be reversed."

But I didn't want to, a mistake made the plate almost die.

Yu Rong didn't know what to say.

All the messy things, made my brother's birthday not in the mood.