Zhou Ziyu listened to the lecture of the Taoist chief of Pingding on the mountain, and he was hungry and thirsty.

I actually came up with the idea of going into the mountains to practice again.

However, when he thought of his wife, who was waiting for him to go back at home, and the appearance of a smile, this thought disappeared again.

In Chang'an City, Princess Pingyang's illness was still repeated, and as a last resort, the concubine Chai Shao sent someone to invite Zhang Jinwen to the princess's mansion.

The princess's mansion was solemn, and there was no joy at all that had just added to the baby.

As soon as Zhang Jinwen stepped into the princess's mansion, she felt a dull depression.

In Princess Pingyang's courtyard, it was so quiet that only the sound of the wind was there.

All of them were light and trembling.

When Shi Honglian saw Zhang Jinwen appear, she immediately whispered in Princess Pingyang's ear: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Zhang Guozhu has arrived." ”

Princess Pingyang's lightly closed eyes slowly opened a slit, and closed weakly, as if her body had been hollowed out.

Zhang Jinwen hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down to salute.

Princess Pingyang's lips moved: "I can't do it." ”

Just these few words have exhausted Princess Pingyang's strength.

Shi Honglian covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

Zhang Jinwen leaned close to Princess Pingyang's ear: "Your Royal Highness the princess, rest assured, Weichen will let Her Royal Highness the princess watch the little prince grow up." ”

Shi Honglian held back her tears, skillfully pulled Princess Pingyang's wrist out of the brocade quilt, and let Zhang Jin's wife probe the pulse.

In just two or three days, Princess Pingyang has completed the transition from mellow to emaciated, and the fleshy palms developed during pregnancy are now a little dry and sallow.

Zhang Jinwen was a little surprised, her face remained silent, and she only reached out to take the pulse.

Princess Pingyang's pulse was sluggish, and her skin was cold.

This is a physical trait that has no insistence on life, how can it appear in Princess Pingyang?

"Shi Niangzi, did the little boy hug me?"

"No, the imperial doctor said that he would disturb His Highness's recuperation, and he was afraid that he would be sick and angry with the little boy."

Zhang Jinwen frowned, picked up the medicine bowl placed next to the bed, and sniffed it gently, the medicine was fine.

What could be the reason for this?

Zhang Jinwen thought and looked at Princess Pingyang's slightly bulging abdomen.

The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, no one dares to touch the princess's body, and the imperial doctor has to diagnose the pulse of Princess Pingyang through a silk handkerchief, let alone do massage for Her Royal Highness the princess.

At that time, the traditional medical theory could only promote the patient's autologous circulation ability through medicine.

It's just that for a patient who has been infected with inflammation, how can the resistance be improved if the medicine can't be poured in?

Zhang Jinwen said to Shi Honglian: "Shi Niangzi, I want to check Her Royal Highness the Princess's body, you clear the scene, I will take Huang Mei as a helper." ”

The medical supervisor of Shang Pharmacy didn't dare to say more, and retreated to the door with the medical girl.

Zhang Jinwen lifted the brocade quilt, untied Princess Pingyang's underwear, and reached out to rub her abdomen.

"Hiss~" Princess Pingyang sighed in pain, and snorted softly: "It hurts!" ”

Because Princess Pingyang fainted during childbirth, the brain was deprived of oxygen for a moment, resulting in weakness throughout the body, and the normal contraction of the abdomen could not be done.

In addition, Zhang Jinwen did not come for two or three days, and the blood congestion in the birth canal was not discharged in time, and the blood clots accumulated in the birth canal, which not only compressed the nerves, but also was prone to infection and inflammation.

Princess Pingyang's physical fitness is good, and she has lasted for two days, but she still has no fever.

Zhang Jinwen moved her fingers and rubbed them, while listening carefully to Princess Pingyang's painful cries to confirm the location of the blood clot blockage.

Fortunately, with the experience accumulated in Qianjintang, Zhang Jinwen applied live serum stasis ointment on Princess Pingyang's abdomen, skillfully pushed Princess Pingyang, and cleaned up a lot of black and smelly blood clots.

Princess Pingyang is usually a strong person, knocking out her teeth and swallowing it in her stomach, she can't help it at this time, and keeps crying out in pain.

As Zhang Jinwen pushed and rubbed her abdomen, the blood clots became less and less, and bright red blood began to seep out, and Princess Pingyang's voice gradually turned into an acceptable pain.

Shi Honglian was still holding Princess Pingyang's hand and shed tears, and gradually saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess's face began to have blood, and the tips of her fingers began to feel hot, and she stopped sobbing in surprise.

Like Zhang Jinwen's massage and kneading techniques, several of their female guards learned them when they went to Qianjin Hall, but none of them thought of rubbing her belly for Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Shi Honglian really wanted to give herself a slap: "Zhang Guozhu, why didn't I think to do this!" ”

Zhang Jinwen smiled: "Her Royal Highness the princess is too weak to speak, how can she tell you where the pain is?" Moreover, the meridian acupuncture points will only know where to knead after learning for a year or two. If you press the wrong acupuncture point, it's not good. ”

Zhang Jinwen put a cotton ball stained with ointment and asked Huangmei to stuff it into the birth canal for Princess Pingyang: "Your Royal Highness Princess, this golden ointment stops bleeding and generates muscles, clears heat and detoxifies, and needs to be changed twice a day." ”

Princess Pingyang's breathing was steady, and she had the strength to speak: "Zhang, come every day!" ”

Although the wound is still painful, it is the kind of pain that is going to heal, Princess Pingyang has been injured on the battlefield, and she clearly knows whether the pain of the wound is worse or is beginning to heal.

After taking the medicine, Princess Pingyang's pride slowly condensed in her body, and she finally said what she wanted to say.

Zhang Jinwen smiled: "Obey!" ”

Qingmei brought clean water, Zhang Jinwen carefully washed her hands in the basin, scrubbed her hands with soju, and said to Shi Honglian: "I'll go and decoct medicine for Her Royal Highness the Princess, and make some food by the way, Her Royal Highness the Princess must rest for an hour." ”

Those stasis ointments are mixed with ingredients to help you sleep and sleep.

Walking out of the yard, Chai Shao came over to thank him: "Zhang Guozhu, hard work!" ”

Zhang Jinwen said: "Master Concubine, Her Royal Highness the Princess has just woken up for a while, Meng Zhang wants to ask the Princess's grace and let Meng Zhang guard Her Royal Highness the Princess for three days, and then we can walk on the ground, let's go back to Zhou's Mansion." ”

This is said beautifully, obviously she took the initiative to help, but she still took care of the face of the master's family and asked for the other party's permission.

Of course, Chai Shao couldn't wait: "Zhang Guozhu, I'll let people clean up the guest room." ”

Zhang Jinwen: "There is no need for a guest room, Meng Zhang only adds a couch in the side hall of Her Royal Highness the princess and can rest for a while." ”

Her plan is to undress and recuperate Princess Pingyang at any time.

The faster Princess Pingyang recovers, the better it will be for Zhou Ziyu's future.

Before going out, Zhang Jinwen went to ask Zhou Zhengyi for advice, and received support.

Don't say that Princess Pingyang, that is, an ordinary woman, after giving birth, due to heavy bleeding in the body, loss of qi and blood, the circulation of body fluids in the body is either stagnant or extremely slow, resulting in wound infection and inflammation, leaving a malignant disease and depressed mood.

Women with good health and good mentality can easily pass this hurdle.

The vast majority of women, especially those who live a relatively wealthy life, have a slightly weaker physique, so those who suffer from postpartum depression are the same in ancient and modern times.