Volume 2 Jinghua Fengyun (II) Chapter 15 Bloody Illness (II)

Yang Yi was not a person who changed his mind easily, and he refused to let go if he didn't let the prince stay.

"Judge Yang Yuan, Imperial Doctor Yang, Lord Yang! For the sake of my filial piety, let me stay! Otherwise, if my father and emperor have three longs and two shorts, I, as a son, I am afraid that it will be difficult to sleep peacefully for the rest of my life! Rest assured, I'll be quiet! ”

When the prince saw that Yang Yi didn't eat hard, he had no choice but to change to a soft move, take out his ability to play tricks to his father, and talk behind Yang Yi's back.

Yang Yi was afraid that he would chatter so much that Emperor Jing, who was too empty on the dragon couch as if he was sleeping, had no choice but to be defeated, shook his head with a smile, and then nodded.

The prince's expression immediately turned from sadness to joy, and he gratefully held Yang Yi's hand.

Immediately, a dark cloud hung on his face, and he asked softly and solemnly:

"Lord Yang, you haven't told me yet, when will my father wake up? What was his condition? Is it serious? What's next? What do we need to do? ”

Yang Yi saw that the prince was so uncertain, a man in his thirties, and his temper was like a child, so he had to pull him outside the door of Dongnuan Pavilion and carefully analyze Emperor Jing's condition one by one:

"I see that the symptom of Your Majesty's heart and blood disease should be the condensation of the heat and embolism of the black veins. Therefore, once the qi and blood in the body surge, it will break through its own protective barrier and become a disaster. Today, it must be because of the anger that the heart is extremely angry, so it gathers in the heart and becomes a blood surge frenzy. ”

Seeing that the prince bowed his head and was silent, he hung his head like a child who had made a mistake and was grabbed by the master and punished by corporal punishment, so he simply said something directly and asked:

"Of course, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, Your Majesty's illness has been a long-term illness. This bloody illness is usually just secretly moving, and with my careful daily care, I have never seen such a big problem. Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, tell you the truth, have you committed the Heavenly Mighty Holy Wrath today? ”

When the prince heard this, his hands clasped tightly and quietly put down, stood with his hands down, and busily talked about him left and right, and then changed the topic and asked:

"My father has always been healthy, how can he stay sick for a long time? Why haven't I noticed anything unusual? By the way, on the first day of the winter month, my father also played polo with our four brothers. At that time, I looked at his Ryoma spirit, but he was not inferior to the four of us as sons! ”

"Hey, since the emperor has been in power for 30 years, he has been sleeping every day and night, and he has worked hard for my Yasukuni affairs, and he has already become ill!"

Yang Yuan sentenced him to a fist in the direction of the Tianzi couch, and said solemnly.

"If you don't believe it, go and ask General Feng and Commander Jiang in front of him, how did Your Majesty ever have an ordinary person's work and rest at sunrise and sunset? What does he eat every day? Have you slept well? ”

Yang Yuan sentenced a sentence of three consecutive questions, piercing the fog and pointing directly to the hearts of the people.

The prince was stunned by his question, and his shame was already beyond words.

Indeed, he has never cared about his father's diet and daily life, let alone know that he is ill, and he has long been worried about this long-term illness!

It seems that he is indeed an unfilial son!

The prince's nose was sour, he bowed deeply to Yang Yi, and said sincerely:

"Yang Yuan judged, listening to your words, it is better to read ten years. What else do you have for the next step? I, Lu Zhao, will definitely comply. ”

"I still say the same thing, I must keep a quiet, quiet, comfortable and happy environment for the emperor, otherwise his temper will come up again, and I will not use any panacea!"

Yang Yuanju waved his sleeves, stroked the long beard on his chin, and replied.

"I must keep it in mind! Don't dare to make a mistake! I wonder what the court's next plan will be? Your ability to do it is out of it! It's time to put your life's learning to good use! ”

The prince was a little relieved, his expression was obscure, he slowed down his tone a little, and then asked again.

"Next, I plan to use the Red Dragon Pulse Clearing Therapy first, supplemented by the Suolong Pulse Therapy. I have already prescribed a one-day Musk Heart Pill for Your Majesty, as well as twenty-five flavor pearl pills, thirty-five flavor agarwood pills, and the herbal prescription just now. Let's see what happens. ”

Yang Yi unhurriedly reported a lot of drug names.

"It's only been a day? And what about tomorrow? ”

As soon as the prince's doubts reached his throat, he was pressed back into his stomach by Yang Yi's firm reply:

"Your Highness, rest assured, I will observe and adjust every day according to the severity of His Majesty's illness to ensure that the right medicine is prescribed."

"Well, there is a famous doctor to take care of me, so I am naturally relieved." The prince paused.

After a pause of a few seconds, another question blurted out:

"Yang Yuanju, just now you said that my father's illness was due to the embolism of the black veins due to the embolism of the qi of the fever, and he couldn't move, Lu Zhao remembered. It's just that I've never heard of it, and the lifeblood of a person is the second vein of Rendu, but I've never heard of any black vein? ”

Yang Yi glanced at the puzzled appearance of the prince's face full of black lines, pouted and smiled, and patiently explained to him:

"The black and white veins are the four lands, and their medical methods also come from the small countries in the southwest. The doctors there believe that the lifeblood of the human body is divided into black and white. ”

Yang Yi said, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the look on the prince's face that seemed to understand, and continued to say further:

"The black vein is blood, which originates from the heart, and its shape is like a tree, and it is distributed upward. The white vein is a dragon, which originates from the brain, and its shape is like water, which follows downward. The black and white veins crisscross the human body, interconnected with the human limbs and five organs, forming an extremely complex human body vein. ”

"Oh!" The prince pretended to understand, and said with a bow.

"The symptoms of the black vein are mainly reflected in the dry blood in the heart, sometimes the heart is like a knife, and the tongue coating is dry and atrophied. The patient has dry nose and lips, red eyes and bloodshots, and the chest is like a fire, often accompanied by chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness, headache, insomnia and other symptoms. ”

Yang Yi told the prince about the condition of this disease.

As soon as Yang Yuan's judgment came out, the prince was stunned.

"It turns out that my father is so uncomfortable on weekdays!"

"Well, it's mainly due to eating and resting disorders and chronic stress. Hey, as an emperor, only by moving forward with a heavy load can he live up to the expectations of all living beings! ”

Yang Yi let out an eternal sigh. In addition to concentrating on the study of the art of Qihuang, he has always loved to read history books.

After becoming a physician, he often came into contact with today's son, empathized with Emperor Jing's hard work, and every time he diagnosed his pulse, he would have mixed feelings, and his heart was grateful, the emperor was extremely diligent and was a blessing to all the people!

Suffering from one person, in order to benefit thousands of people in the world. It is for saints.

The prince listened to the long sigh of the Yang court's judgment, and couldn't help but sigh, and said with great annoyance:

"Hey, it's my unfilial piety, it's been so long, and I haven't noticed that my father is sick. I must stay to atone for my transgressions. ”