Shrinking the foot and intestinal carbuncle, sweating profusely when it hurts, unconsciously lifting his feet, hence the name. It is accompanied by symptoms of inability to eat, nausea and vomiting.

The imperial doctor tactfully told Xu Qin that this disease was not cured, so prepare for the future.

Xu Qin looked at the handsome old guy who was more than seven feet tall, and now he was sluggish and sallow, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. After all, he is the father of this life.

In my memory, in addition to working against the emperor, I was still very good to this son.

The handsome old man looked at his gaze, full of anger and love. Presumably the dying man's fear for his son's future.

An old father's eyes made his heart a little turbulent.

Originally, he couldn't do anything, after all, he was not a doctor. But he always felt that the disease was a little familiar. After asking about the symptoms, he touched his stomach.

"Isn't this appendicitis, what kind of terminal illness is this, can you still die here?" Xu Qinxin said.

This imperial doctor was not deliberately sent by the emperor to kill people. It's just appendicitis, it's not that I haven't cut it.

One knife went down, and he got out of bed in three days.

But when I think about it, it's really a terminal illness, and there are no conditions for surgery in this era. Surgery can also be performed on general trauma. But this is an incision on the intestines, and it is estimated that ordinary doctors have never done it.

"Master, if you die, I don't want to live." A woman in her forties took the hand of a handsome old man and began to cry.

Xu Qin, who was crying, was upset, you cry before you die, and let you be buried when you die. He thought viciously.

"Father, I know of a cure for slitting my belly, but I might have to gamble."

Xu Qin decided to talk about his thoughts, just because he didn't do it doesn't mean that he can't do it, he is waiting for death like this.

In this Ming Dynasty, if you want to live well, you have to be taken care of. What better way to take care of yourself than your own father? If you have hope, you have to try.

"How sure are you?" Xu Huizu asked in a weak voice.

"Fifty percent sure." Xu Qin thought for a while and stretched out a hand and said.

"Hehe, the five achievements are not sure, and I bet with God. That's what it means, right? Xu Huizu was not ambiguous at all, and his head was very clear.

Xu Qin didn't expect him to understand it so much, but in fact, he was really a little sure. I was cut in my last life, and I didn't look up information on the Internet, and there were pictures and processes.

But the specific operation depends on the surgeon, and it is nonsense to let yourself operate 100%.

Whether it will be infected after surgery depends on God. Infection is death, and there are no antibiotics in this day and age.

"Then cut it! I personally wrote the recital for His Majesty, and you wrote down the healing process. Xu Huizu struggled and said.

"Master, how do you believe him. Didn't you say that the five achievements are uncertain? The woman was shocked and felt that none of the father and son were normal.

"Fifty percent is naturally not sure, but you can also bet. The Imperial Doctor was helpless and would have waited for death. I, Xu Huizu, have dealt with sword soldiers all my life, and it is better to die under the sword soldiers than to die of illness and bed. ”

Xu Huizu said open-mindedly. He didn't die, and now it's no different from dead. If you live, it's all earned.

"Father, why do you have to write a chapter for treatment, do you still need to ask the emperor for instructions?" Xu Qin was stunned, the minister still needs to ask for instructions when he sees a doctor?

"If you don't learn and don't know, this is the way of the monarch. It is also protecting you, in case your father has three strengths and two weaknesses, you will not be blamed. At this time, Xu Miaojin came in.

The woman seemed to be a little afraid of this aunt and didn't dare to cry anymore. Xu Miaojin helped Xu Huizu write the chapter, and Xu Qin wrote how to treat it, and sent it to the palace on the same day.

When the concert arrived in the palace, Zhu Di was staring at Xia Yuanji.

"It's just a chessboard of wheat, you actually said that I can't afford it, don't you know how to count it?" Zhu Di was stunned, and deeply doubted that his minister was eating dry rice.

"Your Majesty, I thought so at first. But my subordinates told me when they finished the calculation, I can't afford it. Don't say you can't afford it, even if you add up the wheat and rice of all dynasties, you probably can't afford it. ”

Xia Yuanji held the chessboard and didn't dare to look at the emperor.

"Tell me what's going on?" Zhu Di doesn't believe in evil anymore.

Xia Yuanji didn't use any special method, just took out a stack of papers and gave it to him. Zhu Di looked at them one by one, and each one was the result of a grid.

When Zhu Di saw the thirtieth photo, his brows tightened, and he felt that his heart was a little unbearable.

Turning directly to the last one, he saw that the number, his heart and hands were trembling, and the number converted the wheat grains into catties. More than 400 billion catties of grain, this figure is so dazzling.

"How much does our Daming wheat harvest in a year?" Zhu Di asked Xia Yuanji in a low voice.

"The minister has calculated, all the grain is added, and it is only 300 million catties. This is still the common people who don't eat anything. Xia Yuanji said bitterly.

"A chessboard, so much food? It took me hundreds of years to grow it? Zhu Di was shocked, and he knew that he had been fooled.

All the smugness is a slap in the face, and it feels very uncomfortable to be deceived by my sister-in-law.

He really didn't expect that a small chessboard would need so much food. What face do you have to see my sister-in-law now?

"Your Majesty, it's not a few hundred years, maybe a thousand years or so. The minister also estimated the increase in production. Xia Yuanji lowered his head and sighed.

"A thousand years, will there be a Ming Dynasty after a thousand years?" Zhu Di angrily threw the paper in his hand all over the sky.

If you marry a sister-in-law by yourself, you have to wait for a thousand years, so what is the trouble?

Whoever dares to answer this, he says that it is not possible, and others say that they have to be beheaded.

Everyone knows that long live and long live are auspicious words that deceive people, but no one dares to say that the Ming Dynasty will be gone in a few hundred years. Your Majesty, you will live to be sixty or seventy years old.

That's the old birthday star hanging, and he has lived enough.

"What does Your Majesty want so much food for?" Xia Yuanji asked curiously.

"I'm idle, okay?" Zhu Di slapped the table and became angry, who would mention the chessboard and wheat grains to him again.

At this time.

"Your Majesty, the recital of the Duke of Wei." The little eunuch carefully sent it over.

Zhu Di glared, why is this Wei Guogong again, but what do you want to see and toss?

When he opened it, he was stunned, and it turned out to be a request for the Tai Hospital to send someone to treat him.

The stomach should be cut open, the necrotic carbuncle should be cut off, and then the intestines and stomach should be sewn together as if they were sewing clothes.

"It's nonsense, unheard of." Zhu Di took the fold and scolded in his heart. But there is also a stack of paper attached to the fold.

When I opened it, it was full of pictures, and the drawings were very detailed.

It's the whole treatment process, how to cut the stomach, how many layers are cut, where is the necrotic intestine inside, how to suture it after the cut, how to lower the tube.

and a list of items that need to be prepared. Zhu Di felt that it was not a deliberate death, but it was really like that.

"Passing on the Tai Doctor." Zhu Di said cautiously.

Zhu Di was consulting the imperial doctor, and Xu Qin was preparing for surgery. The first thing to do is to collect the whole family's liquor and then distill it to reach the maximum concentration of alcohol.

The Duke of Wei's Mansion has been overflowing with wine these days, and I want to get drunk just by smelling it.

The second thing is to pick a small room facing the sun, a very small room, and the interior is pasted with silver. The silversmiths of the entire city of Nanjing were invited to leave, focusing on building this room.

There is no sterile operating room, and the antibacterial thing Xu Qin can think of is silver, which cost 100,000 taels of silver at once, and it is all snowflake silver, and the fewer impurities, the better.

"Master, our family's wine is less than seventy percent, and the silverware is melted, he is not curing the disease, he is a loser." The woman continued to cry to Xu Huizu.

Xu Huizu held the cup and sniffed the alcohol inside. Spicy and pungent, but I have never drunk such a strong sake. If it weren't for the doctor's refusal, he would have really wanted to try how it tasted.

"I trust him a little now, otherwise it would have been more enjoyable to exchange it for silver. Who did he learn from? Xu Huizu was a little skeptical.

After everything was in order, more than 20 mouthfuls of white beards came to the Tai Hospital. The Imperial Physician was personally in charge, and another surgical hand was following as an assistant.

This lineup is simply the Taiyi Heavenly Group, representing the highest medical level of the Ming Dynasty. If it doesn't work again, it's fate.

The Silver House has been heated and disinfected with alcohol many times, and the sunlight is reflected in the mirror every day. Sterile as much as possible.

The Imperial Physician was wiping his whole body with alcohol before going in with the Holy Surgical Hand. Finally, change into a few steaming clothes, and deerskin gloves.

Even Xu Qin prepared a few blood transfusions at any time. There's no way to know the blood type these days, it's enough to find a few close relatives.

What should I do if I have the wrong blood type? There is no choice but to wait for death.

After the Imperial Physician and the Surgical Hand entered, they were all shocked, and the whole room was silver-plated, and whoever saw it would be shocked. Although it's just silver.

Then it is to use the copper mirror to reflect the sunlight to come in, without any shadow dead ends. It's just whimsy.

Ma boiling and adding spirits, Xu Huizu fell asleep directly. The Imperial Physician is working with the Holy Hand of Surgery.

An hour and a half later, the operation was over. When the two old men came out, they were drenched in sweat, and the disciples and grandchildren hurried over to help.

The two of them took out a plate, which contained a piece of intestine the size of a thumb, which was already necrotic and smelly. Xu Qin looked disgusted, but he was too sick to be a baby. He also specially asked a eunuch who was waiting outside to send it back to His Majesty.

"If the wound heals well, it will be visible within half a month." The Imperial Physician said cautiously.

Xu Qin knew that the next step was gambling. The house was immediately surrounded by steamed linen cloth, and no outsiders were allowed to approach it.

Anyone who goes in to deliver food must be disinfected with alcohol. Even the Imperial Doctor was not allowed to enter.

After taking care of him for half a month, Xu Huizu couldn't stand it anymore and forcibly came out of the house.

"This little broken wound, you still let me lie down. Lao Tzu's explicit being chopped by an axe on the battlefield is not like this, I want to eat meat, I want to drink, I don't want to squat in the cell, and you, you get out of ...... for me"

Xu Huizu pointed at Xu Qin, who was blocking the road, and scolded, full of anger. Except that the person has lost a little weight, his face is much stronger than when he got sick.

"Dad, do we have any money hidden in our family or something, and if we pay off the debts of those families, we can live in peace." Xu Qinli stopped his father, who was in a hurry to eat meat and drink, and said.

Since the debt cannot be avoided, it is better to get out sooner. His body is almost raised, and the four beautiful maids are still waiting for him.

"You still dare to say that you don't let you mess around, you just mess around. If you don't give you money, you borrow money to fool around. This Oiran in Nanjing City has made you wrap it all over, buy a Korean maid, gamble money, and if people dare to borrow it, you dare to take it, how can you not prostitute you to death for 400,000 taels. ”

As he spoke, Wei Guogong raised his hand and gritted his teeth. Xu Qin was so frightened that he jumped back and hurriedly ran.

"Dumiao, Dad, if you kill you, you will cut off the incense. Guarantee, promise never to mess around again. I know wrong. Xu Qin hurriedly said.

The slap didn't fall after all, just a cold snort.

"It's good to know that it's wrong, to be honest with you, our family doesn't have so much silver, your grandfather took care of the old when he was alive, and he didn't save the family wealth, I ...... I ......"

Wei Guogong couldn't go on. Xu Qinxin said are you embarrassed to say? If you go against the emperor, it's good if you don't raid your home. The dignified government can't even take out hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, it's a shame.

"Dad, you're well from your illness. It's better to go to my aunt's mausoleum and cry, and we will save more than 400,000 ......," Xu Qin said his most important purpose.

"Hehe, you pulled the yourself, you wipe it off by yourself, I'll cry sooner or later, but it's not ...... now" Xu Huizu snorted coldly and said.

What is the situation of the old father's vision? Okay, it's going to be an old scoundrel? Liars, they are all liars, they knew it earlier......

If I had known, I would probably have saved his life.