The air almost froze for a moment.

Qiu Shi, who was still with Emperor Jianxi, was so anxious at the moment that his heart was burning - why did his godfather Huang Chongde send Qu Xiu at this time?

This Bai Ling is difficult, if she doesn't stop it, the ghost knows what strange things she will say next!

"Oh, Miss Bai Ling," Qiu Shi opened his mouth half-coaxing and half-persuasive, "our long-live Lord is sincerely rewarding, and the girl doesn't have to worry about anything." ”

Bai Ling nodded thoughtfully.

"But what you can ask for and what you can't want, the girl herself has to weigh it!"

Emperor Jianxi looked at Qiu Shi with a little resentment in his heart. If Huang Chongde had been here, he wouldn't have said that.

Why bother talking, it's better to let her speak.

He wanted to see what the little girl could come up with.

Emperor Jianxi smiled gloomily, "You just say it." ”

Bai Ling smiled, "Then Your Majesty will sincerely thank me." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Bai Ling smiled indifferently, "It's a good thing that Niangniang is safe, I have received His Majesty's wishes, but the palace pays me silver money every month, and I don't want any other rewards, for you, for Niangniang...... It's all the same, it's my rule. ”

"Heh," Emperor Jianxi pursed his lips, "You are such a big rule." ”

"Yes." Bai Ling nodded and said with a smile, "Is there a folk proverb, listen to the Dragon King when there is rain or not, and listen to Brother Lang Zhong when you are sick or not, Your Majesty gave me the position of medicine, so that I can set up my own rules?" ”

Emperor Jianxi sneered.

"Okay, you're very well-behaved." Emperor Jianxi's voice softened, and his face finally showed a real smile, "If you want me to thank you sincerely, but I won't reward you at all, what can I do...... Mourd. ”

"Yes, my master's command."

"You go and arrange it." Emperor Jianxi said softly.

Qiu Shi stayed there, but he still asked in a daze, "The master is going to arrange it...... What the? ”

Emperor Jianxi glared at him and said softly, "If I were you, I wouldn't ask." ”

Qiu Shi sighed and hung his head in dismay.

Come on, what else can I do about this, and hurry up to my godfather Huang Chongde to ask him, what do you want to do......

Emperor Jianxi looked back at Bai Ling again, "I will ask you one last time." ”

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"You said that you have seen many patients like Guifei before, is it true, or did you coax her?"

"It's true."

"That concubine...... What exactly is the disease? ”

I didn't expect it to be such a problem.

Bai Ling hesitated for a moment.

The word "depression" doesn't sound like a serious illness to many people.

Even in the era in which she lived, the first impression of these three words was not a serious illness.

A man has a broken bone, the wound is there, he is obviously a sick person;

A man has a fever, and the body temperature is there, and he is obviously also a sick person;

A person's stomach hurts, so much so that he can't sleep all night, and he sweats profusely...... Then he is also an obvious and well-deserved patient.

However, when a person is hyperfunctioned due to the HPA axis, the structure and function of his limbic cortex, striatum, globus pallidus, and thalamic pathways become abnormal, and neurons in the hippocampus are also damaged, resulting in cognitive dysfunction...... Who can see these lesions hidden inside the brain?

Ordinary people will cry, they will have insomnia, and they have all had to worry about tea and dinner because they are sad.

But these sad and sad things will slowly get better with the passage of time.

So when they saw that another person was also crying, also insomnia, and not thinking about tea and food, how could they imagine that person was actually sick?

"Why don't you talk back?" Emperor Jianxi asked again.

Bai Ling raised his eyes and looked directly into Emperor Jianxi's eyes.

"It's depression, Your Majesty."

In this matter, she could not shy away from it.

If even she doesn't have the confidence to talk about the concubine's illness head-on, then who else will have this confidence?

Sure enough, Qiu Shi's eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

Emperor Jianxi also frowned slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he asked in a low voice, "...... Yes, a terrible disease? ”

"Well, it's a very troublesome disease." Bai Ling nodded.

Depression is second only to cancer in mortality and is almost the leading cause of disability worldwide.

But that's not the data here, and there's no point in putting it out.

"How much have you cured?" Emperor Jianxi asked.

Bai Ling thought for a long time and replied, "It should be more than eighty percent." ”

It's the truth.

But that's when both medication and psychotherapy go hand in hand.

In the framework of modern medicine, depression is not a serious illness.

Mild to moderate cases can be relieved by counseling, moderate to severe cases can be controlled with medication, and even in the case of very severe cases, psychotherapy and medication have failed, as well as electroshock therapy [1] and transcranial magnetic stimulation.

However, the suffering caused by this disease to patients is unimaginable, coupled with its own insidiousness, many people are not aware that they need to seek medical attention, and others choose to seek medical treatment, but they cannot endure long or even repeated treatment.

That's why every year, many people die of illness.

"Your Majesty," Qiu Shi stepped forward and whispered in Emperor Jianxi's ear, "The noble concubine Niangniang's life is precious and her heart is good, so she can always meet nobles in her life, and turn evil into good fortune." ”

Emperor Jianxi didn't respond, he just looked at the young Bai Ling, with both scrutiny and exploration in his eyes.

"That's it."

After a long time, Emperor Jianxi finally sighed, "When the concubine wakes up, tell her that I will come to see her again tomorrow." ”

"Yes," the palace people replied.

The servants waiting outside had already opened a large umbrella, and Emperor Jianxi walked straight towards the door of the house.

As everyone neatly and distantly "Sending off Your Majesty", his back gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.

A more daring palace maid got up first and went to Bai Ling's side.

"Master Yao, I'll help you up."

Bai Ling took the man's outstretched hand - to be reasonable, she really couldn't stand up now.

"Thank you."

This thank you made many people's heartstrings stir - this eleven or twelve-year-old girl didn't seem to be a vicious person.

One or two more approached and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go back to the side hall?" I'll hold the umbrella for you. ”

"Okay." Bai Ling nodded, "I'm tired." ”

"You don't look good, drink some water."

A cup of tea was poured over.

The eyes of several young palace people flashed with complicated looks.

Before today, there were only two ways to survive in this Chengqian Palace.

Either the long-sleeved dancers and the people sent in by the old lady Qu;

Either be cautious and obedient in everything, not only to be exquisite, but also to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

None of the roads are easy to walk, but there is no other way to go.

Now it seems that the situation is about to change again, and the first person to smell the breath has taken the initiative to lean towards Bai Ling's side; The other group of people stood not far away, looking coldly at the warmth of this area, eager to draw a line between the two groups.

Bai Ling held the cup and drank on his back, and saw the eyes with fear and disgust in his peripheral vision.

The road is long and long, the road is long.