Dr. Hu's feet softened and he almost fainted on the spot.
Stroke is not an easy disease to cure.
Some people died on the spot after the acute attack. Although the remaining people with mild symptoms saved their lives, their hands and feet have since been disobedient, half-paralyzed, slurred in speech, and strange in appearance. In remote villages, they are even regarded as evil spirits.
If the person suffering from this disease is the old man in charge of the family, the descendants will save the morning and evening for filial piety, and let the servants and maids serve them wholeheartedly.
What about the concubine in the palace
Originally a servant of Israel, and now even his normal appearance is gone, how can he keep the emperor's favor
Doctor Hu did not pity the future misfortune of the noble man in the inner hall, but pity himself.
King Ning is so anxious that he can see that he loves this nobleman very much. When he finds out that the person has been rescued, but he can't continue to love him, he can't take his anger on the doctor
Dr. Hu just got married after a new year. He couldn't worry about any of his sweet wife and young children. He was taken into the palace inexplicably, and he heard that the nobleman had suffered a stroke. Even if he had confidence in his medical skills, he felt a burst of despair. .
There are very few people who can recover from a stroke.
So Doctor Hu turned pale, and moved into the inner hall one step at a time.
Master Ming Bian looked solemn, but he was not too afraid of King Ning's threat. He was a monk, and he had a very light view of life and death. Even if King Ning was furious and executed himself, he should not take his anger to the Golden Drum Temple. After all, King Ning He still believes in Buddhism.
What troubled Master Mingjian were the "symptoms" described by King Ning and the Imperial Physician Ling.
Most of the stroke patients are old people. The youngest patient that Master Ming Discern has ever seen is almost forty years old.
For example, the middle-aged scholar who fell ill in the Golden Drum Temple today.
The scholar had a bad habit of drinking too much. When he had money, he stayed on a flower boat all day long, and when he had no money, he went to the temple wing to live there. Because he could write some beautiful lyrics and songs, he was also highly praised, and people often invited him to drink. Anyone who drinks will get drunk, no matter the day or night, it is common to be drunk one day and one night.
Because of the frequent visits at the Golden Drum Temple, Master Ming Bian also persuaded the scholar a few words, but the other party obviously did not take it to heart.
The favored concubines in King Ning's palace are neither thirty or forty years old, nor drink too much. Could it be caused by other diseases
The discerning mage is in trouble.
There were curtains hanging all over the inner hall, and there was no incense. The servants in the palace looked terrified, and they didn't know whether it was because they were afraid that the palace concubines would "slam into evil" one after another to find that there were ghosts in the palace, or whether they were afraid that the nobles who served were unfortunate and died.
There was a strong smell of medicine in the hall.
The Imperial Physician didn't say much, and asked them to call the nobles first.
The people present were all proficient in medical skills, and no one was playing the trick of diagnosing the pulse by hanging wire.
Master Ming Bian was the first, but Doctor Hu refused to step forward, so Mo Li was the second.
The maid opened the curtain. The person lying on the bed used to have a bright and moving face, but now the corner of her mouth was slightly skewed and her mind was dazed. Even if someone held a bright light and shone on her face, she did not respond at all.
Mo Li's heart sank.
He believed that the imperial physicians here in King Ning did not eat rice, and must have used the usual acupuncture techniques.
The old wrinkled fingers gently pressed the woman's slender wrist, and Mo Li began to diagnose the pulse with the eyes of a room full of people.
Like Master Ming Bian, Mo Li also suspects that this is a stroke caused by other diseases. After all, there are many strange "poisons" in the world. It can't be said that no one can cause a stroke, but there is always a mechanism for the disease. His eyes, this level of poisoning is probably comparable to that of Xue Lingjun.
Venerable Master Ming spoke with the imperial physician order in a low voice.
The patient is unconscious, and it is difficult to ask what he did before the onset of the disease.
Master Ming Bian had no choice but to ask the maids and servants beside the palace concubine, but it was inconvenient for him because it involved the affairs of the palace, so he could only ask for the imperial doctor's order.
Doctor Hu was determined not to start, and made quail in the back without saying a word.
Mo Li checked the pulse, and his brows became tighter and tighter.
The gerbil in his arms listened to the heartbeat of the ink carp quietly, and found that the ink carp was silent for a long time, so he couldn't help but climb up quietly and glanced out from the seam of his clothes.
"Take a silver needle."
Mo Li suddenly raised his head and said.
Everyone in the room was startled and looked at him.
If you can talk at this time, you will never do it. Seeing that this noble person is not good, whoever has cured it will be even more unlucky. If Wang Ning insists that you have been cured and killed the noble person, that is really a few heads. Not enough to cut.
Master Ming Bian wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Mo Li's focus on diagnosing his pulse, the old monk swallowed his words again.
"This... old gentleman, how do you plan to perform acupuncture?" The imperial physician asked according to the rules in the palace.
Once the diagnosis and treatment plan is drawn up, it must be sent to the side hall to be reviewed by other imperial physicians, and at least half of the people agree before it can be used.
Because no one wants to take risks.
Mo Li didn't answer, took the pen handed over by the inner servant, and wrote quickly.
The Imperial Physician Ling was thinking about this piece of paper, and King Ning actually came in.
"What is the disease of Concubine Ai?" King Ning firmly believed in the idea that someone had murdered him, and believed that the imperial physicians in the palace were all waste and could not see the real cause.
Mo Li is different from other doctors. He doesn't like to talk about pharmacology with others at a long time, or to talk about the pulse condition with reference to medical books, unless he is teaching others or learning from others. It may be because of dealing with the common people for a long time, it is useless to talk about those words, the common people do not understand, it is better to directly say whether it is serious or not, how to take medicine, and what to avoid.
There is no need to say it now, the pulse of this woman is very obvious, it is estimated that the imperial doctor has said it more than four or five times.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Master Ming Bian hurriedly said: "Amitabha, there is a sign of qi stagnation and blood stasis, but..."
"Just what?" King Ning asked.
Mo Li had already seen that King Ning might not be in love with this woman on the bed. The reason for his rage was fear. He was afraid that the hidden "murderer" would find him and turn him into hemiplegia, with a crooked mouth and nose.
The so-called burial if it is not cured is because King Ning was in a hurry.
Because this kind of thing has happened several times, and every time the imperial doctor can't find the reason.
The palace concubine is young and beautiful. Even if a person has a congenital disease and induces a stroke, it is impossible for everyone to have a hidden disease!
Master Ming Bian had a great headache. After he checked the pulse, he finally understood the difficulty of the imperial physician's order—they were only doctors, not officials who solved the case, nor Jin Yiwei who could investigate yin secrets, and they themselves wondered what happened to the patient!
"It's just that it happened too quickly. It is reasonable to say that the noble person is so young, even if he has the disease of qi stagnation and blood stasis, it should not be like this."
Master Ming Bing didn't say a word. It is reasonable to say that there are Ping An veins in the palace.
This rule is not only in the palace, but also in the family of aristocratic families who keep doctors at home. It is once every ten days and a half month. How can there be such a fast appearance and so fast disease
The problem that Master Ming Bian couldn't figure out also appeared in Mo Li's heart, but he could use his inner strength (reiki) to solve the problem of the woman's blocked heart.
King Ning saw that the three of them couldn't say anything. The old god Mo Li was sitting on the ground. He was about to get angry when he suddenly met Mo Li's eyes.
"… "
Those are not the eyes of an old man.
It is like an abyss, like an ancient well, that cannot be explored to the end.
King Ning shuddered, and when he looked at it again, Mo Li looked old and weak again.
"Your Majesty! Xiyuan... Something happened in Xiyuan!"
A maid came staggeringly outside, his face was pale, and he knelt down and kowtowed.
This servant was very young, wearing a normal gray-blue uniform, and at first glance, he was pushed out by others to take this dangerous news errand.
"Xiyuan Concubine Chen is suddenly critically ill, urgently call for an imperial doctor!"
"what?!"
King Ning stood up abruptly and widened his eyes, as if he was going to eat people.
In the summer, he actually broke out in a cold sweat, and the lights in the hall were bright, but he seemed to feel that there were ghosts hiding in the dark.
"What kind of disease, it's also... also..." King Ning's voice was shaking.
The servant who reported the letter nodded cautiously, and was about to say something else, King Ning had already kicked over with a savage face.
The waiter didn't dare to dodge at all, his whole body was stiff—
"Pfft."
King Ning rushed forward.
He had raised his right foot high and was about to kick the maid's chest, but his left leg, which was used as a support, was inexplicably crooked.
"Ah!" King Ning screamed.
This time, the muscle was directly strained, and I couldn't stand up when I fell.
The inner hall was a mess, and the ink carp didn't want the silver needle anymore, so he simply poured the infuriating energy into the Qiao acupoint first, to open the channel for the unconscious woman on the bed.
It's just that the effect is slightly effective, and it needs to be healed gradually.
Mo Li got up and asked the stunned imperial doctor's order: "Where is Xiyuan?"
The imperial physician Ling suddenly regained his senses and hurriedly asked King Ning.
At this time, another servant rushed in and cried, "Your Majesty, Concubine Chen is gone!"
The Master of Discrimination closed his eyes and recited the Buddha.
King Ning was furious and scolded: "Waste, idiot! Didn't the imperial doctor go?"
"The imperial physician... The imperial physicians are all here with Zhu Meiren!"
King Ning choked, at this time the imperial physician hurriedly asked himself to see the corpse of Concubine Chen in Xiyuan, and King Ning, who was afraid of death, immediately agreed.
Mo Li spoke in a timely manner, saying that he had some eyebrows and needed to see more patients.
At this time, he showed the advantages of his old-fashioned appearance, and he was calm and composed. He wrote a bottom-up method of using acupuncture. The imperial physician immediately agreed and helped Mo Li to speak.
King Ning even suspected the imperial doctor in the palace, otherwise he would not have ordered a doctor outside the palace to treat the disease, but he was afraid of death, so he even ordered the body of Concubine Chen to be carried over.
Everyone looked at each other.
Even if it is a violent death, the concubines should have basic decency. What is it like to move around like this
But they did not dare to refute King Ning.
Mo Li said calmly, "Since the king wants to know the truth about the violent deaths of his concubines and concubines, he should start with their diet and daily life. Doctors also need to ask patients about this. Nothing, you have to see where you live."
King Ning looked suspiciously at Mo Li: "Are you a famous doctor in Ningtai City?"
"The old man came to Ningtai City from other places to visit his friends. He didn't want his friend to die. He wanted to stay at the Golden Drum Temple, just in time for the palace to come to invite a doctor." Mo Li said the word "please" a little bit harder. I don't want to break up with King Ning, I just want to understand the reason why these women lost their lives one after another.
Even though his back is hunched, his eyes are cloudy, but when Mo Li speaks neither humble nor arrogant, there is still an unusual breath.
King Ning's expression froze, realizing that he might have actually invited a hermit and a genius doctor this time.
Although he didn't know Mo Li's true identity, his fear of death prevailed. King Ning agreed immediately and sent someone to lead Mo Li over.
When I went out, I happened to meet Xu Shaojian who looked like a toad.
Xu Shaojian brought two more private doctors over, thinking that he was done with his errand, but as a result, he took up the errand to Xiyuan again and almost fell to the ground.
Even the eyes that look at the ink carp are not very good.
Naturally, Mo Li didn't go alone, so Master Ming Bian followed, and there were also two imperial physicians from the Imperial Physician's Office.
Xiyuan Road is far away. This time, with the order of King Ning (King Ning saw that Master Mingpin was a monk, and felt that Mo Li was extraordinary), so he had two small sedan chairs to travel.
It's the kind of sedan chair with two poles and one chair for ventilation.
Anything is better than nothing.
The gerbil took the opportunity to get out of the placket, and the ink carp was placed so high that no one could see it.
He shook his head, and the wind deflected the gerbil's fur.
The gerbil folded his arms and pondered. In fact, he also suspected A Furong, but looking at Mo Li's reaction, it was obvious that it was not like that.
Xiyuan was crying, and it was impossible to hang white flags to mourn without an order. King Ning had a large number of concubines, and when Mo Li entered the door, he vaguely saw a group of women retreating under the lights, thinking that these are all living in Xiyuan. woman.
The deceased Concubine Chen may not have such a good popularity. These women are crying because of fear, and they are afraid that the person who will die of a sudden illness tomorrow is themselves.
The ink carp's pace was sluggish.
Concubine Chen's body had not been moved. She looked very young, only a teenager like Zhu Meiren.
The maid had already wiped her face, and now she looked like she was asleep.
"Bring the veil." Mo Li motioned for the servant to wipe off the powder on Concubine Chen's face.
Xu Shaojian refused without laughing, and said sarcastically, "It seems that Commander Ma is thoughtful in handling things. The doctor invited can not only see the living, but also the dead."
Mo Li ignored him, and his eyes suddenly fell on a certain place in the bed tent.
golden ring.
It looks a lot like a decoration on a gorgeous bed, but unless you want to tie people to the bed, you don't need it.
Mo Li didn't pay attention at first, but Zhu Meiren also had this thing.
Mo Li frowned slightly. As a doctor, he had naturally heard of some "diseases", but those hobbies wouldn't cause a stroke, and they continued one after another.
wrong!
Mo Li's eyes stopped on Chen Fei's neck, where there were a few purple marks, not like ecchymosis after death.
He suddenly pulled the curtain and wiped off Concubine Chen's powder, only to see that her face was pale and her lips were purple.
"What are you doing?" Xu Shaojian snapped.
Concubine Chen was already dead, and Mo Li couldn't use his true energy to check the corpse's blood vessels.
"You ask this..."
Xu Shaojian's voice stopped abruptly, and his mind went blank under Mo Li's gaze, shivering.
Master Ming Bian stared at the "old doctor" who took a step and swayed suddenly. He picked up a big toad with one hand, and he stammered: "Don't be restless, but what did you find? "
Mo Li's fingers landed on the side of the corpse's neck, and said solemnly: "Our doctors know that the neck is the most vulnerable part of the body, and pressing it with a little force can cause a person to faint."
Jianghu people are more accustomed to splitting their necks to make people dizzy.
The two imperial physicians and Mage Mingjian stared at the corpse, vaguely aware of something, but they couldn't catch the thoughts that quickly slipped away.
"Is there any woman in the palace who is prone to syncope? Convulsions during seizures, cold limbs, and cyanotic lips?" Mo Li asked.
The imperial doctor nodded and said that it was because of blood deficiency, and most of them could be saved, but the cause could not be found.
Master Ming Bian also saw clearly that Concubine Chen did not die from a stroke, but because the blood deficiency could not be cured because the imperial physician was not there.
This palace is really weird.
Like the imperial physician, Master Ming Bian went into a dead end. He knew the disease and could cure it, but he had nothing to do with the cause.
"It's here." Mo Li lowered his head to look at Concubine Chen's neck. He hadn't seen it on Zhu Meiren before, because the imperial doctor had already prescribed the medicine according to qi stagnation and blood stasis, and Zhu Meiren didn't get sick today, and the ecchymosis was already in the blood The herbs and needles receded, and Concubine Chen died. After death, the "injured" place will become more and more conspicuous.
"It's not anyone else who makes people in this palace panic, it's King Ning."
It was King Ning who killed these beautiful women.
Mo Li is not only a doctor, but also learned martial arts.
Qin Lu told him that on the side of the neck, he must pay attention to the size when he shoots to stun people, and he should not catch a person and chop there several times in a row.
Mr. Qin had treated this disease for a Jianghu person in his early years. This person likes to drink, and the wine is poor. Every time he gets drunk, he makes a big noise. Others have to stun him.
The limbs were cold, the lips were purple, and the complexion was pale.
Other doctors treated blood deficiency, but could not find the cause. After several episodes, the man died.
Qin Lu also found out after a lot of effort, and was also shocked.
As for the current situation, King Ning naturally had no hobby of stunned people on the bed.
In recent years, the tricks that may have been learned from somewhere have been lingering in the backyard.
I don't know if it's the bundle of soft ropes, or the blood stasis sucked out by indulging in beauty, in short, it will be fatal after a long time.
Luckily, the blood stasis was gone, but there was damage, like the Jianghu man who was diagnosed and treated by Mr. Qin.
With bad luck, the blood stasis fell in one piece, flowed in the body, and finally blocked the heart and brain...
So whoever King Ning favors more favors, whoever will die sooner.
The author has something to say: The carotid sinus is located in the medial area of the chin. You can look at the picture online by yourself. Pressing there will cause an accident.
If you repeatedly suck there, grow strawberries and the like, it may cause carotid sinus syndrome, so it is best not to.
Because the carotid sinus was always damaged, the strawberry fell into a thrombus. A day later, the thrombus flowed to the heart and brain and blocked, causing a stroke.
Another is Concubine Chen, who suffered from carotid sinus syndrome and was not treated in time.
The probability of stroke is not so great, and the text exaggerated a little.
In fact, I originally wanted to write a story about the real culprit of the "serial murder of the favored concubine" not other concubines but the emperor himself.
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The gerbil took the opportunity to get out of the placket, and the ink carp was placed so high that no one could see it.
He shook his head, and the wind deflected the gerbil's fur.
[I want to add a word to the second paragraph]
It shook its head, and the night wind blew the gerbil's fur away.
blow, blow hard