Chapter 78 Stolen anti-inflammatory therapy

Author: big bell

Chapter 78 Stolen anti-inflammatory therapy

Zhangtai Palace, side hall, at this moment.

Fusu and other princes and princesses were very anxious. After the palace doctor announced that he was unaware of His Majesty's condition, many ministers sent famous doctors, but no one could detect the illness.

And His Majesty still shows no sign of waking up, and his face is getting paler.

Everyone was at a loss. One of the guards suggested that Li Zhao be invited immediately. After all, Li Zhao had cured hundreds of seriously injured soldiers.

"Yes, let Li Zhao come over immediately." Fusu, as the eldest brother, made the decision with one hand.

At that time, Li Zhao was inspecting farmland in Chang'an Township.

The hot summer has slowly passed away, and the autumn wind is blowing. The autumn harvest will soon be available, and Li Zhao is very excited.

Look at the wheat seedlings in the field again. No, they can't be regarded as wheat seedlings anymore. They are full of ears of rice and they are hanging down to the ground. It's very gratifying.

"Li Shao Nei, Li Shao Nei, His Majesty's condition is critical. The eldest son, please leave immediately." Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came closer and closer, indicating that he was anxious.

"Huh? Your Majesty's condition is critical?" Li Zhao's heart tightened upon hearing this, and he quickly looked over. The person speaking was none other than Eunuch Shang, who was running weakly.

"Li Shaonei, hurry up, Your Majesty has been unconscious for a long time, please follow me quickly." Shang Xin approached and quickly tugged on Li Zhao's sleeve.

Li Zhao didn't mean to pull away, but his face tightened.

Qin Shihuang fainted? Is that right?

It is recorded in history that Qin Shihuang was obsessed with immortality and took so-called elixirs all year round, which caused his health to deteriorate. Could his syncope be related to this?

"Did Zhao Gao swallow the pill for His Majesty again?" he asked deliberately.

Shang Xin was stunned for a moment, without thinking much, and said: "Yes, your Majesty fainted after taking the elixir, and the doctors couldn't detect the condition. Please go and treat him immediately."

I see.

Li Zhao understood clearly.

Qin Shihuang was addicted to elixirs, and Zhao Gao was the culprit. He must have disappeared for so long to get the elixirs.

The so-called elixirs are just things containing mostly heavy metals. Qin Shihuang's body was already damaged by heavy metals. He must have taken the elixirs brought back by Zhao Gao this time. It would be strange if he didn't faint.

"Okay, I'll go take a look right away."

Your Majesty's disease is due to heavy metal poisoning. Heavy metal poisoning is actually not difficult to cure. It can be slowly cured by taking milk or egg white. Of course, if it becomes serious and out of control, there is nothing he can do.

Soon, Li Zhao arrived at the side hall and was immediately pulled away by Fusu.

"Li Shaonei, I heard that you used special treatment methods to cure hundreds of seriously wounded soldiers, and you are an excellent doctor. Please be sure to cure my father." He said anxiously and affectionately.

"Don't worry!" Li Zhao saluted and said calmly, "If it's not serious, maybe I can save him."

"That's great." Fusu felt relieved.

But, at this moment, a hasty and light voice came.

"Eldest Young Master, there is no need to trouble Li Shaonei. I have invited Bian Que's successor, and he will definitely be able to cure your Majesty's illness."

The person who came was none other than Li Si. At this moment, he came with Yang Qing. He looked dusty but full of confidence. Especially Yang Qing's face was full of all kinds of disdain.

"Li Xiang?" Fusu glanced at Li Si.

Li Si quickly stepped forward and saluted, "I have met the eldest son."

"No need to be polite!" Fusu said, but he was in a dilemma. Li Xiang said this because he wanted to take credit, but he had already invited Li Zhao.

Li Zhao saw Fusu's dilemma and said nonchalantly: "eldest son, since my uncle has already invited a great doctor, let him come! Maybe he can really cure your majesty."

Although Li Zhao said this, he smiled in his heart. Is it surprising that heavy metal poisoning can be cured with the methods of this era?

Fusu smiled apologetically at Li Zhao, and then said to Li Si: "That's alright! Since Li Xiang has found a famous doctor, please ask him to treat his father immediately."

"Of course, of course!" Li Si smiled triumphantly, glanced disdainfully at Li Zhao, and immediately ordered Yang Qing.

Yang Qing did not hesitate. After saluting everyone, he carried the medicine box and walked to the side hall.

"Slow down!" At this moment, a man stopped Yang Qing. It was Feng Quji, who came over in a hurry.

"Prime Minister Feng, what do you mean?" Li Si looked a little ugly.

Feng Quji had a serious expression on his face, but he had to force out a smile, "Mr. Li, don't worry, I'm just thinking about your Majesty's condition."

"All the doctors who came here today are well-known doctors, but the people brought by Prime Minister Li are very strange. Just in case he is here."

Feng Quji didn't say any more, but everyone understood what he meant.

The emperor is the foundation of the country and must not be compromised. This person does not know the roots and the bottom. If he takes the opportunity to plot against the emperor, no one can prevent him.

"Humph, are you questioning me?" Li Si was so angry that his beard curled up and he glared at Feng Quji.

Feng Quji quickly explained, "No, it's just for safety reasons." Then he turned to Fusu, "My eldest son, I suggest you be cautious and ask Li Shaonei to take action."

Yes, not to mention that Li Zhao has the reputation of being a miraculous doctor, he also knows the root cause and is a favorite of the emperor, so he is the best candidate to take action.

Li Zhao also didn't expect that Feng Quji, who usually stayed away from strangers, would believe in him so much.

"This" Fusu was in a dilemma and couldn't make a decision. After all, he didn't want to offend both parties.

Being questioned in this way, Yang Qing was already suffocating in his heart. Yang Qing was courageous enough, and no matter who Feng Quji was, he actually responded, "Who do you think I am? I am the second generation descendant of Bian Que, and I have won many awards."

How come you don’t know the true origins of your master’s sect?”

"As for Li Zhao, how can he be compared with me?"

"Exactly." Li Si also took the opportunity to say, "Sir, he is a descendant of the great doctor Bian Que. His medical skills are unparalleled. He deserves to diagnose and treat His Majesty."

"Can Li Zhao compare with Bian Que's successor?"

These words were very disrespectful to Li Zhao. Li Zhao felt very uncomfortable hearing this, but he did not get angry because there was no need for him to get angry. Sometimes things are done not with words but with strength.

Fusu looked at Yang Qing carefully and nodded. Indeed, if he is a descendant of Bian Que, he is qualified to diagnose and treat his father.

"Forget it, Prime Minister Feng. Let him try. If it doesn't work, let Li Shaonei take action."

Fusu settled the matter, and Feng Quji had nothing to say, so he stepped aside angrily.

Yang Qing walked toward the emperor, but everyone watched from behind the curtain.

At this moment, the emperor's breathing was very weak, his skin was abnormal, and he seemed to be on the verge of death.

Yang Qing was not in a hurry and took his pulse.

Feeling the pulse is the key point of his inheritance, and he has learned a lot about it.

Judging from the deep frown on his brows and the constant changes in his face, the emperor's condition was serious.

Yang Qing stood up, but did not use his methods immediately. Instead, he paced back and forth, which showed that he was somewhat capable.

Fusu was really anxious, so he came over and asked: "Sir, how is my father's condition?"

Yang Qing thought for a while and said solemnly: "The situation is not optimistic!"

Fusu's face changed when he heard this, and he asked anxiously: "Sir, is there any way to cure this?"

Yang Qing showed embarrassment and muttered, as if he couldn't bear it: "There are methods, but they are not traditional treatments."

"Really?" Fusu was surprised. He didn't care about tradition or not, as long as he could cure his father. "Then please hurry up, sir. If you can really cure your father, I will definitely take credit for you in front of my father.

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This was what Yang Qing was waiting for, and he hurriedly thanked you, "Thank you, eldest son, for your success. I will do my best to treat your majesty."

So, Yang Qing was about to take action.

"Wait!" Yang Qing was stopped by Feng Quji again, "What is non-traditional therapy?"

Yang Qing did not hide anything: "His Majesty is terminally ill and difficult to cure, so he needs to be treated with acupuncture and stone. However, acupuncture and stone can't cure the disease internally, so he added non-traditional methods to the traditional therapy."

Feng Quji was thoughtful, but couldn't find the flaw in his words.

Bian Que is good at acupuncture and stone therapy. As a successor, he must be true to his words, but it is untraditional and deserves his attention.

“What is non-traditional therapy?”

Yang Qing did not hesitate and responded: "Anti-inflammatory therapy."
Chapter completed!