Emperor Xuanhe had a chronic illness, and the civil and military officials knew about it.

However, what is the chronic disease, what is the appearance of the disease, how heavy the illness is, and how often does the chronic illness occur once and whether it will damage the longevity of the Son of Heaven...... And so on and so forth, no one knows.

Even Empress Pei and Emperor Zheng's concubine didn't know what Emperor Xuanhe's illness was.

Du Ti was tight-lipped and extremely tight-lipped.

Exploring the dragon body of the Son of Heaven is a taboo in the palace. The harem concubines did not dare to listen. Emperor Xuanhe was suspicious and murderous, and the civil and military officials speculated in private, and no one dared to inquire.

Emperor Xuanhe suddenly had a chronic illness, Emperor Zheng's concubine was "invited" out, and all the palace maids withdrew. There were only a few attendants left in the dormitory. The imperial guards were also not allowed to enter, and each stood a few meters away from the dormitory.

Through the thick door, far away, I can still faintly hear the muffled screams from the bedroom.

He Qi frowned slightly.

In his previous life, Emperor Xuanhe died of illness three years later, dying of chronic illness.

What is Emperor Xuanhe's illness?

Pei Zhang's ears were also keen, and when he heard the faint sound of exclamation, he subconsciously walked a little farther away.

Before entering the palace on duty, the Marquis of Yong'an once reminded him: "When you are on duty next to the emperor, you must be cautious." The emperor is suspicious and moody by nature. The eyes can see, the ears can hear, but they cannot actively listen to anything. Otherwise, the emperor will be suspicious and suspicious. ”

During this time, Pei Zhang was quite cautious.

He had thought that He Qi was impulsive and irritable, and that he would definitely make mistakes, and that he might soon lose his errand. I never thought that He Qi was also very cautious on duty.

Du Tidian was urgently summoned, and he walked in a hurry, and his old face was unusually solemn.

After Zhao Gong opened the door, Du Ti quickly entered the bedroom with the medicine box.

The moment the bedroom door opened, Emperor Xuanhe's muffled cry of pain became more and more obvious and clear, and drifted into the ears of the imperial guards.

Pei Zhang quietly walked a few steps away. As soon as I looked up, I saw that He Qi had also walked a little farther, with a look of "I didn't hear anything".

The two looked at each other, each expressionless, and snorted coldly in their hearts.

……

As soon as Emperor Xuanhe's illness broke out, his waist and abdomen suddenly suffered from severe paroxysmal pain like a knife. The pain was so intense that the flesh and blood could not bear it at all.

The Son of Heaven was high up, his face was pale and his forehead was full of cold sweat at this time, and he kept muffling out in pain. The pain was extreme, Emperor Xuanhe's face was hideous, and he rolled on the bed and screamed in pain, eager to hit his head against the wall.

At this moment, Emperor Xuanhe is no different from all the patients in the world who are suffering from illness.

There was a pile of vomit next to the bed, giving off a strong sour smell.

Du Ti didn't have time to ask more, stepped forward quickly, and said in a low voice: "Wechen will relieve the emperor's pain first, please forgive the emperor for being rude." ”

Emperor Xuanhe was tortured to death by an old illness, where could he care about being polite or rude, cold sweat was pouring on his forehead, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Du Tidian is good at acupuncture and moxibustion, and first administers acupuncture to Emperor Xuanhe to relieve pain.

Bright and slender golden needles, which quickly pierced into the dragon's body.

The sharp pain finally eased slightly.

It still hurts, but it's not unbearable.

Emperor Xuanhe's cry of pain gradually weakened.

The attendants secretly breathed a sigh of relief and got busy. Clean the side of the bed and wipe the cold sweat for Emperor Xuanhe. As for bathing and changing, wait at least an hour or two.

Emperor Xuanhe's appearance when he was ill was only seen by a few close attendants and Du Tidian. A few years ago, there was an inner waiter who was not tight-mouthed and occasionally revealed a sentence or two. Within two days, the chamberlain was gone. There is no one in life, no one in death, no corpse in death.

After that, the attendants who were close to him became more and more cautious, even if they spoke privately on weekdays, they never mentioned the illness of the Son of Heaven.

After Du Ti ordered the needle, he took out the medicine bag from the medicine box. Zhao Gonggong took the medicine bag and went to boil the medicine.

This is a medicine prepared by Du Tidian himself, which has the effect of relieving pain and calming the nerves.

It's just that acupuncture and moxibustion, whether it's pain relief, are just ways to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Emperor Xuanhe began to suffer from illness ten years ago. Originally, it only happened two or three times a year, but in recent years, the number of episodes has increased. The last time I had a chronic illness was half a month ago.

This month, it's the second time.

Zhao Gonggong boiled the medicine and brought it over. Du Tidian personally served Emperor Xuanhe to drink the decoction.

The golden needle on Emperor Xuanhe's body had not yet been removed, and he lay straight on the bed. The cold sweat on his body soaked through the dragon robe, and the bedding under his body also had the marks of sweat.

It can be imagined how much Emperor Xuanhe was tortured in this more than an hour.

The decoction is very bitter.

No matter how disgusted Emperor Xuanhe was, he had to open his mouth and drink it. When a bowl of warm decoction was drunk into his stomach, he heard Du Ti's familiar voice ring in his ears: "Please close your eyes and sleep." When I woke up, it didn't hurt. ”

The voice is a little erratic, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Emperor Xuanhe answered vaguely, closed his dragon eyes, and fell asleep without knowing when.

……

This toss is more than two hours.

Du Tidian is old in the end, and his energy and physical strength are far less than before. But Emperor Xuanhe believed that he could not be any imperial doctor, and once he had a chronic illness, he was left alone to serve the illness.

Du Ti can't stay up, and he has to boil slowly.

Du Tidian sat on the edge of the bed, guarding Emperor Xuanhe. The attendants were not allowed to be idle, and they stood by together. The imperial guards outside the door also couldn't sleep all night.

Time passed bit by bit, and sleepiness welled up.

Du Tidian sat and fell asleep for a while. It wasn't until he heard Emperor Xuanhe's whispering that he was awakened.

Emperor Xuanhe was crying out for pain. If it weren't for the calming effect of the painkillers, Emperor Xuanhe would have been in pain all night and would not be able to sleep at all. Rao is consciousness was drowsy after drinking the decoction, and the pain in his body was still there.

Du Ti frowned and sighed silently.

The Great Chu Dynasty is the son of heaven, and the longevity is not long. To be able to live past the age of 40 is considered a high life. Emperor Xuanhe has six years in his Chinese New Year's Eve this year, and he has been ill for ten years. As the situation continued, attacks of chronic ailments became more frequent, and the effectiveness of acupuncture and pain-relieving decoctions gradually diminished.

Du Tidian has been immersed in medical skills all his life, and his acupuncture skills are superb. No matter how exquisite acupuncture and moxibustion skills are, they can't cure Emperor Xuanhe's chronic illness.

Emperor Xuanhe's illness is in the dragon's body.

The cases written by Cheng Jinrong are almost the same as those at the time of the onset of Emperor Xuanhe's illness. Cheng Jinrong's surgical treatment is also appalling.

Disemboweling and disemboweling the kidneys with a sharp blade......

Ordinary people are just that. The dragon body of the Son of Heaven, how can it tolerate even the slightest damage?

However, no matter what, as long as Cheng Jinrong can really cure such diseases, it is always a good thing. Perhaps, we can slowly study how to do it in a gentler and more prudent way.

He knew this matter in his heart, and he must not reveal the slightest hint of it.

In the face of Emperor Xuanhe, it is not appropriate to mention this matter early.

He was able to serve two emperors, and he stood tall in the Tai Hospital for twenty years, relying on prudence and prudence.