sinovels Chapter 41 What is the disease
Chapter 41 What is the disease
As soon as Wang Chongji heard the words, his face immediately turned pale as if his blood had been emptied.
At this juncture, my own nephew actually developed acne, and according to Shen and Zhang, the acne rash at this time is very likely to be smallpox.
If Wang Tao was the one who survived among the ten, then it would be fine. At most, it would be better to leave some spots and ruin his appearance than to be taken away.
But if he just disappeared...
Wang Tao is his nephew, the youngest son of his elder brother Wang Jingzhi.In the past, Li Chengqian's rebellion failed, and Wang Jingzhi, who was the consort of the dynasty, also harmed himself. Not only was he forced to break off the marriage with Princess Nanping, he was also exiled to Lingnan, and he has not been able to return home until now.
And this one-year-old child is the treasure of his elder brother's heart, and he is sent to Yongning County Mansion to be raised, but he hopes that he will live a prosperous and happy life.
If he didn't even do this most basic protection, what face would he have to face his only elder brother?
Just when he was still in annoyance, Zhang Qiren had already stood up with his stick, and knocked on the smooth ground with a loud sound, knocking him back from his contemplation.
"Wang Ling won't be here for a while, let's go and see your nephew first."
Zhang Qiren's words awakened Wang Chongji, several celebrities from Chang'an are right in front of him, why not ask them to make a diagnosis first?
He hurriedly put away the tens of thousands of melancholy in his chest, and said respectfully to Li Hong: "Your Highness..."
Before the words came out, Li Hong nodded slightly: "Please ask the two doctors to check on the child's condition first."
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"Mother……"
The "life or death" little kid is occupying a not-so-spacious wooden bed, and his attempt to turn over has finally failed because his hands and feet are too short. His bright eyes blinked and he stared innocently at the few who hurried over adults.
The round eyeballs were born with aura, and the pink and jade-carved face was swollen, as if there was a lot to say, but they could only make a single voice anxiously.
The two pairs of searching eyes swept across the seemingly innocent face, and there was some understanding in their hearts, and they both put away their nervous and heavy expressions.
Although Wang Chongji had no medical skills, he temporarily stuffed the heart hanging in his throat back into his chest when he saw the calm faces of the two imperial physicians.
"Come and have a look, tell me what kind of disease this is." Zhang Qiren raised his crutches instead, and pointed at the three young people huddled behind.
Wu Xu, Wu Yi and Xu Ziwen were all taken aback for a moment, they never expected that the old man would inspect the students first at such a critical juncture.
After all, Xu Ziwen is the most cunning, since Zhang Qiren can spare time to teach students, it means that Wang Tao's condition is not serious, maybe there is nothing wrong with him.
Looking at it from the outside, the child was nothing more than a few blisters hanging on his face. Presumably, the people in the county government cared about it and made chaos.
He pretended to push aside the crowd, and took Wang Tao's pulse with his hands. Naturally, he couldn't feel anything, but he still pretended to be calm and calm.
"According to the students, the young master's pulse is very strong. This is a fever. The pimples occur more on the body and less on the face. It seems to be bed disease caused by overheating in swaddling clothes."
Before the words finished, Shen Hanshan sneered, looked at Zhang Qiren with narrowed eyes, but refused to say a word.
Zhang Qiren remained calm, and pointed to Wu Xu again: "Say it."
Wu Xu was not a fool either, seeing that Shen Hanshan was mocking him, he knew that the disease must not be that simple, and Xu Ziwen must have made a mistake.
He also pretended to be like Xu Ziwen, and finally raised his eyes cautiously to look at Zhang Qiren.
"Young master has sores on his head, face and body, which spread around him in a short time. They look like fire sores, and he wears white paste[1]. It must be smallpox."
"You are worse than him." Shen Hanshan was not polite in front of Zhang Qiren, and pointed to his students directly, "Ge Gong's "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription" is a good book, since you like it so much, why not go back and copy it several times .”
These words are teasing him to endorse according to the rules, the symptoms he said are far from the actual condition of the patient.
Zhang Qiren just shook his head slightly, without even a hint of disappointment in his eyes, as if he had already predicted the level of the two of them.
"The old man has taught you a long time ago that reading and memorizing scriptures are secondary things. Understanding the meaning and understanding the spirit is the most important thing. You have studied books in Chang'an for a year, but you still haven't made any progress."
Wu Xu and Xu Ziwen were naturally very angry. They were only students who had been enrolled for more than a year, and they didn't even count as entering the door for this trip. The two doctors gave them a big blow and made them embarrass themselves in front of everyone.
On the surface, he naturally bowed his head respectfully and said yes, without showing a trace of resentment.
It was naturally Wu Yi's turn at the end.
He observed carefully, and found that most of the acne on Wang Tao's body was scattered on the torso, but rarely on the head, face, and limbs. When he touched the forehead through a white scarf, he felt scorching hot, and then he put down his hand to feel the pulse. Xu Ziwen's words are not adulterated.
He thought about it carefully, and asked the servant who reported back: "Did the young master have a fever or vomit milk yesterday, or was restless, with unsteady hands and feet?"
The servant nodded his head as if smashing garlic: "Sir, you are a genius, I told you everything."
Wu Xu couldn't help but sneered: "If you have a fever today, you may not be fine yesterday. Who doesn't know?"
Wu Yi ignored him, but continued to ask: "But two or three days ago, the young master didn't have this disease, so you didn't pay attention to it, did you?"
It was Wang Chongzhang who answered: "You are right. The old man has nothing to do in his spare time. He just likes to play for fun. Only yesterday when he greeted His Highness the Crown Prince, he didn't spare time. The past was good."
After asking the two questions, a smile appeared on Zhang Qiren's cold and serious face.
Shen Hanshan also laughed, and patted Zhang Qiren on the shoulder: "It seems that my students are more skilled."
Wu Xu and Xu Ziwen were still in the fog, and they had already been overwhelmed by Wu Yi. Naturally, dissatisfaction arose in their hearts, and even Xu Ziwen, who was always a sweetheart, couldn't hold back.
"Brother Xian has said so much, but let me tell you what kind of illness it is, so that we two senior brothers can be convinced."
Wu Yi glanced at him indifferently, he couldn't hear Wang Tao's illness even after talking about it, so it's no wonder that Zhang Qiren didn't even bother to get angry.
"It's chickenpox." He said this to Wang Chongzhang. "Smallpox and chickenpox look similar, but they are two completely different diseases. Chickenpox pimples usually start on the trunk and spread to the limbs and face, while smallpox Quite the opposite. Smallpox usually presents with high fever and fatigue three days before the rash appears, while chickenpox has a more rapid onset, often accompanied by fever and pox."
He paused, and his eyes fell on Wang Tao's grinning little face: "And the young master is in good spirits. Although his illness has come down like a mountain, he still stays in his skin, so you don't have to worry too much. The young master is definitely not Smallpox."
At the beginning, Wang Chongji didn't look down on these fledgling students, especially when he realized that Xu Ziwen and Wu Xu only had half a bucket of ink in their stomachs, which was bluffing and empty, and felt that these young people were not reliable.
It wasn't until Wu Yi clearly analyzed Wang Tao's condition one by one, and every word and every sentence made sense, that he was convinced.
"In this case, how should chickenpox be treated?"
Before Wu Yi could speak, someone had already spread out a pen and paper and asked him to write it down.
He gently tapped the faces of Shen Hanshan and Zhang Qiren, and saw that the two teachers were not displeased by being offended by the arrogance, so he picked up his pen and wrote a correct big character——
"keep".
Wang Chongji couldn't hide his surprise: "Don't you use medicine?"
Chickenpox is a self-healing disease. Even in the modern age of advanced medical technology, it is just a simple symptomatic treatment.
Wu Yi laughed and said: "If you are really worried, ask the wet nurse to drink the water decocted by Yinqiao every day, and then breastfeed it to the young master. This will have the effect of clearing away the heat. The young master is still young, if you take the medicine too much , On the contrary, weeding the seedlings will encourage them to grow, and the gains outweigh the losses.”
Wang Chongji looked at Zhang Qiren half-believingly, and asked the old doctor's opinion with his eyes.
Zhang Qiren picked up a "prescription" with wet ink on the table, and handed it to Wang Chongji: "This is the best prescription."
As soon as Zhang Qiren said this, Wang Chongji finally turned from sadness to joy, and a hot current ran through his blood that was so cold.
"It's okay, it's okay..." He stroked his heart and let out a long breath.
As soon as he exhaled the breath that was weighing heavily on his chest, he finally felt much more at ease in his heart. Before he had time to thank him, another servant rushed over and whispered in his ear.
It turned out that Wang Ling had already rushed from the mansion, and he was in the hall, having tea and discussing matters with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
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As soon as Wang Ling saw the servant sent by the county prince's mansion, he knew that something was wrong. The crown prince had a [-]% opinion on him. If nothing happened, if he didn't see him, there would be no good thing if he wanted to see him!
He also didn't care about the usual ostentation, he hurriedly took a sedan chair carried by four people, led two proud talents under his command, and hurried all the way to the county mansion.
As soon as he entered the county mansion, he saw the crown prince sitting on it, with a young military officer wearing a sword standing on his left and right, one was Pei Yuan whom he had seen before, his face was as cold as ice, the other was never seen before, with a long face It's too ordinary.
When Li Hong saw him rushing over, he just smiled quietly without saying a word.
With a trembling belly and a guilty conscience, Wang Ling felt the sweat on his palms in the cold spring of February.
The prince didn't speak, he didn't stand or sit, he could only kneel down on the ground, muttering something.
"I am really ashamed of not being able to greet His Highness the Crown Prince. The jade pendant presented by His Highness the Crown Prince has been enshrined in the court, so that future generations can see..."
He babbled a lot, just because he was afraid that this peaceful-looking distinguished guest would casually insert a word of accountability—then he would never be the prefect of this state.