Chapter Seventy-Three: The Courtiers Still Want a Little Blood
This Miss Lu Er, looking young, really can't see that she can actually heal.
However, Lin Yuanzheng is not the kind of pedantic person, except for some surprise, he does not show contempt.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with women studying medicine.
Lu Liangwei could see that this Lin Yuan was a broad-minded person, and what he said was also sincere.
"I just happened to read a few medical books, but it made Lin Yuan smile."
Lin Yuanzheng suddenly became interested, "I don't know what kind of medical books Miss Lu Er is reading, but just by looking at it, Miss Lu Er can diagnose the condition." ”
He said this purely out of curiosity, not sarcasm.
Lu Liangwei said very humbly: "It's a few miscellaneous books about medical skills, but they are all about detoxification. ”
Lin Yuanzheng's heart moved slightly, "Detoxification? ”
Lu Liang bowed slightly, "That's right." ”
"Then I don't know, what does Miss Lu Er have about the emperor's condition?" Although Lin Yuanzheng is a skilled doctor, he is not very good at detoxification.
In addition, the emperor's illness was indeed caused by poisoning, and after so many years, it has become a stubborn disease, and it is really tricky to get rid of it.
Moreover, over the years, in addition to treating the emperor, the emperor has secretly invited many miracle doctors from the rivers and lakes to come to treat him, but without exception, they have all returned in vain.
Seeing that, the emperor's condition was gradually deteriorating, and Lin Yuan's hair was about to turn white.
At this time, when he heard that Lu Liang seemed to understand the art of detoxification, his expression seemed very urgent.
Since the emperor can let this Miss Lu Er come to this place, he is obviously trusted by the emperor, so Lin Yuan is talking, so he has no scruples.
Lu Liangwei glanced at the dragon martingale who didn't speak, and said softly: "There is a way, but I have to give the emperor a further diagnosis to know which method to use." ”
Last time in the study, the time was too rushed, she just gave the emperor a pulse, knowing that he was poisoned, and the poison was close to his heart, but it was not clear what kind of poison he was in.
In the original book, the symptoms of the dragon martingale were also mentioned in passing, only saying that he was terminally ill, but Lu Yunshuang knew the way to treat it.
Now it seems that the method that Lu Yunshuang knows is probably from the few medical books she took from Ling's study.
Lin Yuan was hearing this, but he looked at the dragon martingale with some hesitation.
The emperor has never liked women to appear within one zhang, so how could he allow Miss Lu Er to give the emperor a further diagnosis?
But Miss Lu Er seemed to be very sure.
Lin Yuan was thinking about how to persuade the emperor, but he heard the emperor speak: "How does Miss Lu Er want to diagnose me?" ”
Lin Yuan was relieved when he heard this.
He was aware of the emperor's illness, but for many years, he had no solution.
Seeing that Lu Liangwei wanted to diagnose the emperor in person, at this time, it was not easy for him to tell the symptoms he knew, so as not to affect Lu Liangwei's judgment at that time, so he kept silent.
The dragon martingale pulled his sleeve up, then rested his wrist on the table.
Seeing this, Lu Liang was a little surprised, she didn't expect Long Martingale to speak so well.
Facing the man's dark and deep eyes, she simply finished her words at once.
"In addition to taking the pulse, the courtiers also want to take a little of the emperor's blood."
What?
Zhao Gan's complexion immediately changed, and he frowned and said, "Second Miss Lu, do you know what you're talking about?" ”