Chapter 79: Worship
It turned out that this was the Anning Pavilion, which was a separate garden yard.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I smelled a strong smell of medicine.
After entering the Anning Pavilion, the smell was even stronger, and there was a rancid smell.
"Meet Master Hou. ”
"Meet Master Hou. ”
Seeing Ning Anhou come in, more than a dozen people inside all bowed and saluted, all of them were doctors, the youngest was forty or fifty years old, and the oldest was seventy or eighty years old.
Obviously, in order to save his only son, Ning Anhou invited almost all the famous doctors within a radius of several hundred miles.
"How is the situation of the prince?" asked Ning Anhou tremblingly.
The oldest doctor said: "Master Hou, the one infected by the prince is called plum blossom poison, which is the most poisonous of the willows, and there is no cure, so you should plan early." ”
"yes, there's no cure. ”
"It's a terminal illness. ”
"Master Hou has already made plans. ”
Although he had heard this kind of words countless times, Ning Anhou still felt heartache.
"May I ask Master Hou, who is this?" the old doctor found the crane in the clouds and couldn't help asking.
The crane in the cloud arched his hand and said: "In Xia Chu Liuxiang, learn magic skills, and can cure flower and willow diseases." ”
"Nonsense. The old doctor said angrily: "What I hate most is that you are charlatans, who not only deceive the families of patients, but also ruin the reputation of doctors such as us." ”
"yes, yes. We are all studying medicine for decades, who can not know that this plum blossom disease is incurable? ”
"Master Hou, these liars were arrested and sent to the government, and a few boards were sold, and everything was recruited. The old doctor said: "With us here, we will definitely not let such a charlatan coax Hou Ye." ”
Then, the elderly doctor said: "Master Qiqi, the original son of the world was infected with the plum blossom virus, although it was a terminal illness and he would die, but it was at least a few months later. It was after the treatment of these charlatans that the poison was added to the poison, and the whole body of the prince festered, and he could have lived for a few months, but now he may not be able to live for half a month. ”
The crane in the cloud stepped forward to take a look.
This prince of the Marquis's Mansion is really miserable.
The old doctor was right, so many abscesses on the body of this prince were not just syphilis sores, but indeed after many quacks and indiscriminate treatment, the condition was even more serious, and the whole body ulcerated.
If it continues to develop like this, it will soon be sepsis, infected with all internal organs, and it will indeed not live for ten days.
And at this time, the high fever was terrifying, and he was completely confused.
In modern society, even if you are infected with syphilis, you will only have a mortality rate of several tens of percent. But in ancient times, the mortality rate was extremely high, because there was no way to resist all kinds of complications.
"Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong. The prince of the Marquis's Mansion howled in pain and cried: "But I really can't help it, you don't know how tempting those women from overseas are, all blonde and blue-eyed. I was thinking of buying a clean one to come back and honor you, but now I don't dare......"
Damn, at this time, you still have this thought, what a filial son.
Ning Anhou looked at the crane in the clouds and said, "Chu Liuxiang, now that you see my son like this, do you still dare to boast that you will cure him in ten days?
This appearance is indeed miserable enough, much more tragic than the well at that time.
Although both of them had high fevers, there were no ulcers and pus all over their bodies.
But what is ulcerated pus, isn't it inflammation?
People in this world have not been baptized by antibiotics, and penicillin is more effective in reducing inflammation and suppuration.
Therefore, the more tragic the appearance of this life, the more miraculous the crane in the clouds becomes.
Yun Zhonghe bowed and said, "All the doctors present can testify that within twelve hours, if the fever of the prince does not subside, if his condition does not improve significantly, you will take off my head." ”
Of course, the crane in the clouds can only pray that this prince will not be allergic to penicillin.
Presumably not so much back, such a small probability will make him bump into it?
But the crane in the clouds has never lacked the courage to take risks, as the saying goes, Bo Yibo, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle.
"Ridiculous, ridiculous. ”
"It's ridiculous. ”
Many doctors refuted one after another, and shouted: "Master Hou, lock him up and send him to the government, such charlatans will only ruin our reputation." ”
Ning Anhou said: "Then you can do it, and I will give you twelve hours." ”
Yun Zhonghe said: "Please use a screen to block the hospital bed, my wonderful medical skills cannot be shown to anyone." ”
As soon as these words came out, Ning Anhou's face changed.
The doctor next to him scolded angrily: "It's ridiculous, don't let us see it, what if you do something bad to the prince?"
Yun Zhonghe said helplessly: "The son of the world has become like this, what other evil can I do to him?"
That makes sense.
So, soon several screens moved over and surrounded the entire hospital bed.
The whole treatment process is too simple.
Yun Zhonghe took out the needle made by the City Lord's Mansion, although it was a little rougher, but it was easy to use.
He took out a bottle of penicillin, diluted it with saline, and injected it into the femoral blood vessels of the son.
At this time, the prince's whole body was ulcerated, and he almost didn't feel anything, he only felt a little swollen, but he didn't feel much pain.
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"That's the end of it?"
Ning Anhou and the doctors present were extremely stunned.
This beggar-like charlatan's treatment process is so fast, he doesn't have a cup of tea.
In fact, it doesn't add up to more than two minutes.
Yun Zhonghe bowed down and said, "Yes, it's over here." ”
Suddenly, everyone thought this was even more absurd, you charlatan, even if you want to deceive, you can be decent, at least pretend to be a ghost for half an hour.
Your fart is over, and you're still blocking it with a screen to keep people from seeing?
If you can cure Hua Liu's terminal illness, I will jump from this pavilion.
Ning Anhou said: "No more supplementary treatment?"
The crane in the cloud said: "In a short time, there is no need. ”
Ning Anhou said sharply: "Come on, lock him up." ”
In the next second, several warriors stepped forward and directly grabbed the crane in the clouds, escorted him to the underground secret room, and tied his whole body.
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This basement is not big, not even a secret room.
The crane in the cloud is tied to a chair all over.
"Bang!"
An hourglass was placed on the table, and the sand kept dripping.
"When the sand is finished, if there is no new order, kill him. The steward of the Marquis's Mansion said.
"Yes!"
Then, the butler also left.
The four samurai sat down and stared at the crane in the clouds.
The entire basement was incredibly quiet, with only the slight sound of quicksand.
The hourglass is twelve hours.
Twelve hours later, no new command is a command.
Anyway, killing a charlatan warlock is really easier for the Marquis's Mansion than crushing an ant.
After twelve hours, the son's condition did not improve significantly, so he killed the crane in the clouds.
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Ning Anhou couldn't bear to see his son's miserable condition anymore, sighed in pain, and left the Anning Pavilion.
He hadn't slept for days and nights.
After returning to the room, the lady immediately greeted her and asked in a trembling voice, "Husband, how is it? What skills does that charlatan have? Can you save our son?"
Ning Anhou said: "How can you have any skills, use a screen to surround it so that no one can see it, and it will be over in less than half a pillar of incense, and I haven't seen any medicine or medical skills." How can there be such a quick cure in this world, let alone Hualiu terminal disease, this is a charlatan, and he is also an unbelievable madman. ”
The Marquise was also in despair, and tears welled up in her eyes.
My poor son, my miserable son.
"Husband, my son is gone, and our An clan is finished, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely take the opportunity to depose our title. ”
Ning Anhou's tears slipped down, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ancestors and ancestors, I am not filial, the hundred-year-old title is broken when it comes to my generation." ”
The Marquise cried, "Why is Your Majesty doing this to us? If the heir is not good, the prince of the Marquis of Fulang is stupid and fat, and he is completely the first waste of the empire, why does the royal family repeatedly issue orders to praise them, and why don't they take away their titles?"
Ning Anhou sneered: "My lady, can I compare with the Marquis of Nulang? He is a powerful minister of the empire, and several princes are scolding him. His son is just stupid and fat, even if he is a waste who can't wipe his ass with shit, some people still praise him to the sky. ”
The Marquise said, "Then our Ning'an Marquis Mansion must be finished?"
"It's over...... Ning Anhou said: "As soon as Tian'er dies, our title will be over." Or as soon as the minister arrived, he saw with his own eyes that Tian'er was infected with Hualiu, and our Ning'an Hou Mansion was finished. Don't say that the title can't be kept, you and I are only afraid that we will spend the rest of our lives in the prison cell, and you don't know the domineering majesty of our emperor. ”
The war is imminent, the emperor wants to rectify the atmosphere, and Ning Anhou is the best target to kill chickens and set an example.
"My lady, don't you see that the hearts of the people in the house have been scattered, and not only have some people stolen property, but some people have quietly taken refuge in other homes, and I have turned a blind eye. ”
"Madam, our Ning'an Hou Mansion is finished!"
After that, this Ning Anhou burst into tears.
The husband and wife hugged their heads and cried, their voices full of despair.
The husband and wife, who had not slept for several days and nights, fell asleep crying and crying, and they didn't even have time to take off their clothes.
I don't know how long it took.
Ning Anhou was suddenly woken up, and someone was calling him in a daze.
"Hou Ye, Hou Ye, you go over and take a look, the prince ...... him"
Ning Anhou opened his eyes abruptly and sat up.
Madame got up directly from the ground and trembled, "What's wrong with him, Shizi?"
Ning Anhou's heart trembled, was it about to usher in bad news? Didn't he say that there were still more than ten days left?
Could it be that after the treatment of Chu Liuxiang, a charlatan, he was going to die immediately?
Kill him, kill Chu Liuxiang, that charlatan, and bury my son!
Ning Anhou's eyes were red, and he suddenly drew his sword and rushed out.
"Master Hou, the prince of the world has actually subsided his fever, the suppuration on his body has stopped, and the ulceration has improved a lot, and all the doctors are stunned. ”
As soon as these words came out, Ning Anhou was also stunned.
Madame was also stunned.
Then, the two men rushed out, grabbed the butler's arm and said, "What did you say?
"Shizi's condition has improved significantly......"
Suddenly, Ning Anhou couldn't hold back any longer and rushed towards Anning Pavilion.
His wife, too, took her skirt and chased after her.
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After coming to the Anning Pavilion.
Ning Anhou couldn't believe all this.
First, his precious son's high fever subsided.
The high fever that had been in place for a few days and nights, no matter what medicine was used, had now subsided, and the body temperature had returned to normal.
And that's not all.
Before, the abscess was bleeding all the time.
Now it's gone down a lot.
The poisonous sores that kept popping up did not continue to pop up, but they were reduced.
The old doctor trembled and said, "Hou Ye, Hou Ye, miracle, miracle, miracle......"
Ning Anhou trembled and said, "My son is getting better?"
The old doctor said: "It's not just a good improvement, it's immediate, I've never seen such a situation in my decades of medical practice, that Mr. Chu Liuxiang is simply amazing, it's amazing." ”
Ning Anhou was ecstatic and shouted loudly: "Quick, go and invite Chu Liuxiang Divine Doctor over." ”
"No, no, no, I'll go in person, I'll go in person. ”
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Note: Your Excellency, please also use your magic skills to heal the pain in my heart, just a few recommendation votes, Engongna!