sinovels Chapter 26 Thunder Wrath
Chapter 26 Thunder Wrath
In less than half a day, Imperial Physician Cheng Zheng Jun led three imperial physicians specialized in surgery to the hunting ground from Taichang Temple dozens of miles away, accompanied by a group of well-known doctors in the capital.
The impending Imperial Medical Office was overcrowded for a while, and the disciples only dared to huddle in the backyard obediently, peeking at these famous celebrities through the windows that were opened secretly.
"Here, did you see that, that is Zheng Jun, the current Imperial Physician." Yan Ming squeezed in front of a group of students and pointed to Wu Yi, "I heard that he once studied under Sun Simiao, and he has been the Imperial Physician since the time of Emperor Taizong." , even Sun Qili wants to call him Senior Brother!"
Wu Yi followed his fingertips to look, and sure enough, he saw an old man with white hair and youthful face, full of vigor, pointing at Chen Jiwen with a cane, and admonishing him loudly.
"How long was King Pei injured? How long have you healed? You can't even find the basic problem of His Highness, using random medicines and killing people! If Taizong is still here, you have already given death penalty to your family!"
Chen Jiwen leaned over to listen to the training respectfully, echoing in a low voice from time to time: "What the teacher taught is true."
"It's no wonder that Zhang Qiren has a weird and fierce temper. He learned it from Mr. Zheng." Yan Ming was stunned. It turned out that the imperial physician, who had never made any mistakes, was just as trembling in front of his mentor as they were walking on thin ice.
Wu Yi hurriedly "shushed": "Listen to what Dr. Zheng has to say."
Zheng Yun, the Imperial Physician, was so scolded that his face was red and his ears were red, his spittle was flying, and he was exhausted after a while. Chen Jiwen lowered his eyebrows and helped him to sit down, then took two steps back, bent over and stood his ears, and continued to be scolded obediently.
Not long after, a person divided the crowd, walked over with money, and bowed respectfully to Zheng Yun: "The student is late."
Zheng Yun's eyeballs moved slightly, and he was still leaning on his stick with both hands, his face was as cold as frost, and he pressed down on his face with a domineering air: "Do you have any opinions?"
Zhang Qiren paused for a moment, and then eloquently said: "His Royal Highness Pei Wang's disease is unusual. According to my minister, the disease seems to be on the outside, but in fact, the chest yang is insufficient, and the evil takes advantage of the yang position, which is closed and clear. In the area where the Qi movement is not smooth and goes up against it, the ascending and descending of the lung Qi is obstructed, so chest pain and shortness of breath.” [1]
"It's pretty solid, what kind of medicine is Pei Wang using right now?"
"For the time being, I will use Gualou and Citrus Tangerine Soup."
Finally, Zheng Jun's complexion turned pale: "It's not too confused!" Then he squinted at Chen Jiwen and said: "Don't be too polite, it's an old bone, if you bend it, you won't be able to straighten up anymore!"
Only then did Chen Jiwen stand up with his waist supported, still standing aside with a solemn expression.
The hall was silent for a while, only the sound of wild geese mingled from afar, piercing the silent silence.
Yan Ming suppressed his voice and said softly: "What's wrong with His Royal Highness Pei? Why are the imperial doctors helpless?"
Not only him, but the rest of the disciples also looked at each other in bewilderment.
In the long and boring medical career, regardless of their age, regardless of their background, they are still young people who have just started, and these imperial physician teachers who pass on their skills seem to be standing on the top of the apricot forest, rejuvenated and omnipotent.
What kind of intractable disease can make these master masters look at each other in blank dismay?
Wu Yi sighed slightly, and calmly uttered a few words in his heart.
Tension pneumothorax.
Although he did not ask for a medical examination on the spot, judging from the previous detailed narration, the young His Royal Highness Pei Wang had already suffered from this disease with a very low cure rate in ancient times.
Zhang Qiren said that he was "sick to the brain", which meant that he had developed pulmonary encephalopathy. If he didn't deal with it, they would soon all be wearing mourning for the prince who died young.
"Pei Wang's qi is stagnant in the lungs, and there is no exit. The medicinal soup can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."
Zhang Qiren's voice was low but steady, but like a falling stone, it caused ripples in a pool of stagnant water.
Imperial Physician Liu, who was standing with Zhang and Chen, cupped his hands and said, "I will report to the Imperial Physician, and I will have a pulse and physical examination. There is no doubt that the syndrome is acute. It's just that the illness is dangerous, and the students are really helpless..."
Zheng Jun stood up with the help of his crutches, and hit the ground hard with great force.The lingering sound shook, and his slightly bowed body seemed to have a mighty aura, and everyone was shocked.
Zheng Yun looked around for a week, and said slowly: "The old man also admits that since ancient times, there is no medical treatment method for this disease. May I ask which medicinal material, which prescription, and which acupuncture method are not from nothing? Is there? Could it be that all the elites present can only memorize by rote, stick to the rules, and can't even think of a way?"
He pondered for a moment, and his voice became more and more sonorous: "Everyone here is a master of traditional Chinese medicine who has gone through thousands of trials. How can you stick to the foundation of the predecessors and claim to be the success of today? I will accompany you today to light up the lamp and study, vowing to preserve your health. His Royal Highness!"
As soon as Zheng Yun said a word, the entire Imperial Medical Office did not dare to be lighthearted. For a while, the lights in the front and back yards were as bright as day, reflecting a long shadow with chaotic footsteps.
The guards guarding the library didn't dare to slack off, they forced their eyelids to guard the door of the library, but they saw Zhang Qiren approaching with his hands behind his back, he hurriedly greeted him: "Physician Zhang is here again."
Zhang Qiren said a hasty "Yes", and went straight in. Instead of looking for medical books, he flipped out a copy of "Three Kingdoms".
After turning a few pages, he saw traces in the chapter of "Hua Tuo's Biography". His heart moved, and he turned a few pages from the back to the front. , the food will be reduced on the same day, and you will not be rescued for five days" was folded up.
The word "liver" was crookedly written and changed to the word "lung".
Zhang Qiren hurriedly asked the guard: "Do you know who has read this "Three Kingdoms" recently?"
He Zeng, the guard who knew anything about history and classics, only replied with a sneer: "You are always joking, I don't know what books people read. If there is only one student who came here today, it seems to be Wu Yi."
"Wu Yi?" Zhang Qiren was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that he, a freshman student, could not help but smile and shook his head, "Young people are awesome, young people are awesome!"
The guards have always known that this old lady doctor is eccentric and moody. Seeing him go in with a sad face and come out with a smile on his face, he just laughed a few times with him as if he was looking for some magic formula, and watched him go away. .But Zhang Qiren did not go to the front yard, but walked towards the back yard.
The guard rubbed his eyes, could it be that he was dazzled?
The backyard was already full of students who couldn't sleep well. Although they had no right to interfere with King Pei's illness, they still had to accompany the imperial physicians without rest.
Just as mosquitoes were moaning and complaining in a low voice, someone at the door screamed "Zhang Qiren is here!", and they all fell silent like a chilling cicada after autumn, falling into a silence like stagnant water.
Zhang Qiren didn't understand these small movements, he just looked around coldly, but he didn't see Wu Yi.
He coughed lightly: "Where's Wu Yi?"
Everyone only thought that he was investigating people on a whim, and they looked at each other without daring to argue for him. Only Yan Ming gritted his teeth, leaned forward, cupped his hands and said, "Returning to Imperial Physician Zhang, Wu suggested that he...how would he be?" Go to the bathroom!"
"Going to the toilet? People are in three urgencies, so don't blame him." Zhang Qiren didn't ask him, instead he raised his hand and pointed at Yan Ming, "The light here is dim, light a lamp for me, and prepare paper and pen. "
"Ah?" Yan Ming just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the old man would throw his arms and leave, but he didn't expect that he meant to set up camp here and wait for Wu Yi to come back?
Zhang Qiren's face changed: "Why, the old man can't even move people?"
Yan Ming hurriedly replied "dare not dare" for a long time, and prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Zhang Qiren.
Zhang Qiren didn't choose a place, he just picked a desk and sat down firmly, writing quickly under the window shaded by the lights, leaving all living beings with a straight and thin back.
Zhang Qiren, Yan Moye, guards Yan Ming in the middle of the night, and the disciples and little ghosts stand by him. Wherever they dare to be lazy, they silently attack Yan Ming with complaining eyes: I told you to lie. rest!
Yan Ming was drenched in cold sweat, watching the red candle burn out and pile up a mountain of wax, an hour had passed without a sound, but Zhang Qiren had no intention of leaving at all, he just raised his hand and ordered: "You can light it up for me again." A candle."
Wu Xu was the first to be unable to stand up: "Physician Zhang, it is his fault that Wu Yi went out against the rules and did not serve in the backyard. The so-called law does not blame the public. I hope you will learn from it."
Zhang Qiren didn't turn his head back: "Didn't Yan Ming say that he went to the bathroom?"
All the sentient beings were already standing with squinting eyes, tottering, they all echoed Zhang Qiren's words: "How can anyone go to the toilet for an hour?
Yan Ming and Wu Yi have always been friends, so it can be seen that he is lying! "
Yan Ming was so anxious that his veins popped out, his face was flushed, but he couldn't tell, he just muttered in his heart to let his good brother who disappeared quickly come back.
After making a fuss for a while, Zhang Qiren stopped the pen in his hand, and stood up with his hands behind his back, with a serious expression on his face.
"Zheng Gong and Sun Gong are more than a few years old, and they still read by night to find medicines and prescriptions. You are just young people, but they have always been unwilling to make progress. What do you mean by not blaming others? Let you accompany us old bones to read by night, Is it to punish you?"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a gust of cool wind in a cold night, quickly blowing out the anger of the stars in everyone's eyes, and the disciples headed by Wu Xu all stood sideways with their heads bowed: "I know my mistakes, and I wish to follow the example of the Imperial Physician."
Zhang Qiren snorted coldly and asked Yan Ming: "What time is it?"
Yan Ming said: "It's Yin time."
"Everything wakes up at Yinshi, and the sky and the earth are always bright." Zhang Qiren glanced lightly at the pale sky, and murmured, "It's time to come back."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a creak, and the side door was carefully opened half a person's width, and a thin boy came in.
Yan Ming secretly glanced sideways, isn't it his good brother Wu Yi who hasn't returned all night!
Wu Yi was holding hands and feet and came in quietly, and when he leaned into half of his body, he felt several scorching gazes burning on him, among which was a glint as cold as ice, flashing across his slightly tired face.
Wu Yi raised his head subconsciously, then lowered it immediately, and said respectfully, "The student has seen Dr. Zhang."
Zhang Qiren was not in a hurry to get angry, and said lightly: "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, it's cold outside, right?"
Wu Yi was about to answer, but saw Yan Ming standing behind Zhang Qiren, beckoning to him with winks, his heart moved, and he hurriedly said: "There is quite a lot of yang here, it can drive away the cold and ward off evil spirits, so it's not too cold."
Zhang Qiren said coldly: "So, you stayed here all night and never went out?"
Seeing his ugly face, Wu Yi complained incessantly, he just climbed over the wall to find some materials while there were many people and other things, but Zhang Qiren, who was supposed to be in the front yard, came to the door again and blocked him.
"The student did go out." Wu Yi couldn't grasp what he meant, so he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth, "The student saw a method in the medical scriptures and felt that it was feasible, so he spent the night looking for the materials he wanted. "
"Since you think of a solution, why don't you report it to the doctor first?"
Wu Yi thought about it for a moment, and then said frankly: "This method is too dangerous, and the students dare not report it directly, so I want to practice it elsewhere now. Because Prince Pei is in a hurry, he can't delay, so he went out at night. I hope the doctor will forgive me."
Zhang Qiren looked at him deeply, but instead of asking him the details, he raised another topic: "Which "Three Kingdoms" did you read in the library before?"
Wu Yi didn't dare to hide it: "Yes."
"What did you watch?"
Wu Yi said frankly: "The students saw the story of Xu Yi's illness in "Hua Tuo Biography"."
"so what?"
"Xu Yi was suffering from stomach problems. The acupuncturist applied the needles too deeply and pierced into the lungs, which resulted in Xu Yi's death." Wu Yi's palms slightly moved, his voice remained calm, "Acupuncture can save people, Killing, the students were really terrified after reading this story."
Zhang Qiren nodded slowly after hearing what he said: "Acupuncture is like medicine, if used well, it is a magic prescription, if used poorly, it is a killer weapon, you must always keep it in mind."
All sentient beings said yes one after another.
Only then did Zhang Qiren turn to Wu Yi, and said seriously: "Put on your clothes and follow me to see King Pei."
Wu Yi didn't dare to ask any more questions, and before he had time to dry off the dew that had been outside all night, he picked up his clothes and followed Zhang Qiren out with the meaningful eyes of everyone.
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At this time, the sky was still early, and the dome was glowing with dark blue. The sparse starlight and the rising sun created a gorgeous and gentle rosy glow, which lightly swayed on the sleepy faces of passers-by.
Wu Yi didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the morning sun, and hurriedly followed Zhang Qiren behind him with a medicine box on his back. This was his first "clinical internship" in this era, but it was a pity that the subject was the prince, and the disease he was seeing was terminally ill.
And the teacher who led him was walking one step ahead, with a thin back and heavy steps. Although his hands were empty, it seemed that a heavy burden was on his shoulders.
The two walked to King Pei's residence without a word. The guard at the door and the young eunuch invited them in with bloodshot eyes. Zhang Qiren waved his hand to signal them to go down.
Passing through the courtyard quickly, Zhang Qiren stopped in front of a big tree with fallen leaves in the courtyard: "Do you know what kind of tree this is?"