The Anglo-Soviet War ended in a crushing defeat for the Kingdom of England, but fortunately, the Scottish peasant rebels were unable to continue the counterattack on the Kingdom of England.

Edward I the long-legged fell ill after the battle, and lay in bed with a high fever, sometimes unconscious, and sometimes gibberish...... His queen Elena took care of him herself.

The royal physician in the palace had bled Edward I the long-legged, but the fever persisted.

Phlebotomy has always been the last popular treatment in Europe, and European doctors in this time and space believe that no matter how big or small the disease can be treated, it can be treated by phlebotomy.

Everyone firmly believes that if they let out the bad blood, they can be saved.

But the king's high fever does not go away, which makes people anxious...... The gosheng had to use his trick by going to a shady place to find a few handfuls of grass and catching a few worms, then squeezing them and mixing them with well water...... This water should be able to drive away the heat from the king's body.

Edward I the long-legged drank in a semi-comatose and watched for another day and a night without any effect.

The Imperial Physician had to bled again...... Judging by the arc and the line from which the king's blood flowed, he seemed to have a serious problem...... There is too much bad blood in the king's body!

Burnell, a loyal servant of the long-legged Edward I, couldn't wait...... The current situation in the Kingdom of England is a mess, he urgently needs the king to govern personally, there are many major matters, he has no power to decide, even Edward Chester, the crown prince of England, is not qualified!

Chancellor Burnell said to the imperial doctor: "I heard that there are also doctors in the commercial district built by the Orientals, and they also use herbal medicines, why don't you let them try it?!" ”

The imperial doctor hesitated and said, "Oriental doctors can only show Oriental people, right?" I've heard they never bleed ......"

Chancellor Burnell frowned and said, "Those Orientals are not the same as us? If you can show it to the Orientals, you can show it to us! Give it a try, it's better than waiting......"

Well, they went to the business district to find the doctor from the East.

There is indeed an Oriental doctor in the business district of London, and that was originally arranged by the Governor of the Second Governor to serve the technicians and merchants in the business district.

Since this is a development and construction that is tens of thousands of miles away, I don't know how many years it will be before I want to wait for the doctor to come to open the hospital automatically and consciously...... In this case, you can only hire a doctor who dares to take risks with a high salary, and you can only prepare some necessary medicinal materials by yourself.

During the construction of the commercial district, the technicians had some minor headaches and brain fevers, and the doctors could solve them...... Even when some of England's laborers were sick, he was able to heal them.

The doctor once lamented that those English people may seem very different from us, but the meridians and acupuncture points on their bodies are the same as ours!

The acupuncture and herbs that the doctor gave them worked just as well.

In this way, Oriental doctors would use small silver needles to cure diseases, and legends of herbs with strange tastes would spread.

The Oriental doctor agreed to the treatment of the English, and took his assistant to the royal palace of the Kingdom of England himself.

He carefully called Edward's pulse, listened to his heartbeat and breathing with a stethoscope, and took out his body temperature to measure his temperature.

He found that the king's veins were thin and his fingerprints were purple.

His body was hot, his face was pale, his face was slightly swollen, his face was blue, his lips were cyanosis, his mind was hazy, he coughed and wheezed rapidly, he had difficulty breathing, his body was not sweating, his abdomen was swollen, and his limbs were cold.

At that time, it was diagnosed that the cold evil was closed to the surface and had a fever, the cold evil closed the lungs and coughed and wheezing, and the inside was injured by the yang.

He decided to treat it with the method of Xingyang Jieqi and warm menstruation and sweating, and set a prescription for medicinal ephedra and fine spice aconite decoction.

He wrote down the prescription at that time:

3 grams of ephedra, 1 gram of asaroxin, 3 grams of aconite.

Take one dose in total, decoction with water.

His assistant took the recipe and immediately ran back to the pharmacy in the commercial area to fry it......

During this period, the Oriental doctor angrily accused the patient of the vice of bloodletting, saying that the blood was the essence of the human body, where the vitality was, where could it be released at will?!

Wouldn't that be a big drain?!

The fever of the king of England has reached 40 degrees, at least he should use a well water soaking hand towel to apply to his head!!

In fact, the Oriental doctor and the Englishman could only communicate a few ordinary conversations, and when it came to Chinese medicine terms, it was undoubtedly a chicken-and-duck conversation.

So, he had to do it himself.

He motioned for his servants to strip the king naked, and then brought water from the well for him to clean...... The royal physician in the royal palace of England tried to stop him, but was stopped by his loyal retainer Bernell...... This is the case, and I can only let others heal.

At this time, the medical community in Europe believed that people should not take a bath and should not wipe their bodies...... If you have to wash and rub, you can only use your own urine, and your relatives' can also do it, otherwise you will get seriously ill.

The Oriental doctor also had the King of England turned over, and he took out a rhinoceros horn board and scraped it on the king's back.

He also muttered:

"You guys, you don't usually take a bath, you don't scrub your body, and you don't get sick for a long time?!

The saddest thing is that you don't even know that people want to drink hot water?!

"Mencius" once said: "In winter, you drink soup, and in summer, you drink water!" ’”

Well, no one could understand what he was saying, but everyone could see that, with the stroke of the bone plate, the skin of the king's back was marked with purple red marks, which stood out on the white skin!

The imperial doctor's eyes widened, my God, will our king die of pain?!

As a result, the king could be heard moaning in comfort.

At this time, the subordinate of the Oriental doctor came back with the medicine jar...... He motioned for his servants to feed the king the potion.

The king drank in a daze, and then still fell asleep, but there was no more gibberish, and his temperature did seem to have dropped somewhat.

The next day there was a dry day, and the Oriental doctor came again, and this time he was warmly welcomed by everyone, for the king was awake in the middle of the night, and offered bread and wine!

God, no one believes it's true!!

The Oriental doctor remained silent in the face of everyone's welcome, and resumed his second examination of the king.

He found that after the king took the medicine, his hands and feet became warm overnight, and his head and body had been sweating slightly, and the heat subsided, and his body temperature dropped to 37 °C, and his shortness of breath gradually subsided.

Not bad, not bad!

This yang qi has been restored, the evil has been resolved, but the lung qi has not recovered.

At this time, one dose of reed root, astragalus, and polygonatum is taken with Shengmaisan, followed by two doses of Codonopsis, Atractylodes, Poria cocos, licorice, and astragalus, and the disease can be cured...... The King of England was quite physically strong.

Long-legged Edward I had been staring at his movements and not speaking while the Eastern doctor diagnosed him.

After drinking the strange smell of the medicinal soup again, he asked coldly, "If you were hired as the imperial physician of the palace, how many silver coins would you want?" ”

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