After a night of heavy rain, Yongdu seemed to have returned to winter.
The cold air penetrated into the bones and internal organs through the skin, and Wen Qingci couldn't help but cough heart-wrenchingly.
Everyone in Taishu Palace knew that Wen Qingci’s illness had not yet recovered.
Hearing the cough, the young eunuch walking side by side with him turned around involuntarily and looked at Wen Qingci.
"Doctor Wen, you..."
"It's okay," Wen Qingci smiled gently and took away the silk handkerchief that had just been pressed against his lips. "Let's go," he said lightly.
"Oh, oh okay! Okay!" The little eunuch turned around hurriedly and continued walking forward.
At the same time, my heart couldn't help but tighten.
Just now he seemed to see that the white silk handkerchief that Wen Qingci held to her lips... seemed to be stained with some blood
The young eunuch paused and hurriedly suppressed the fear in his heart.
At the same time, I couldn't help but pray silently.
God bless Wen Qingci and hope nothing happens to him... He is the only lifeline now.
The accumulated water on the stone road wet the corners of Wen Qingci's clothes.
He seemed to be completely unaware of this.
Wen Qingci walked quickly towards Huixin Palace, and took this opportunity to ask the eunuch beside him: "What is the specific situation of Concubine Lan?"
"This, this... It seems that the queen is about to give birth. She is bleeding a lot and her stomach hurts so much that she can't move at all. I don't know anything more specific."
Hearing this, Wen Qingci nodded slightly.
This young eunuch must have run to the Imperial Medical Bureau for help as soon as Concubine Lan got into trouble, so it's normal that we don't know the details.
However, with his few words, Wen Qingci had a vague idea of the answer in his mind.
—Lan Fei gave birth prematurely.
Placental abruption caused by trauma caused her abdomen to ache so badly that she couldn't even use any strength.
The fetus entered the birth canal, but could not come out for half a day.
what to do
What should we do
It started to drizzle again in Yongdu. The light raindrops fell on Wen Qingci's body and wet his black hair.
But Wen Qingci, who was lost in thought, had no time to think about this question.
Wen Qingci is a person with a strong sense of crisis. After traveling through the book, he has never stopped learning and improving his medical skills every day.
And as a modern man, he also has a natural grasp of more comprehensive medical knowledge and theories.
But no matter what, before traveling through the book, Wen Qingci was just a medical student and he had almost no clinical experience.
Wen Qingci never believed that he could easily resolve such a crisis.
As he walked forward, he slowly clenched his palms.
The neatly trimmed nails pierced into the flesh of the palm, leaving deep marks.
Wen Qingci started coughing softly again.
His mind was racing.
The first plan that came up, and the first one rejected by Wen Qingci, was cesarean section.
The sanitary conditions of this era do not meet the requirements for surgery, not to mention that I have absolutely no clinical experience in this area.
Even if there was, according to the customs of that era, imperial physicians could not assist in childbirth.
At most, I could only diagnose your pulse, prescribe medicine, and give you a few acupuncture injections through a curtain.
Therefore, Wen Qingci's original plan was to control the size of the baby, pay attention to the fetal position at all times, and use external force to turn the fetus as soon as possible before delivery.
As Wen Qingci was thinking, he had already walked into Huixin Palace.
The palace gate was clearly some distance away from the rear hall where Concubine Lan lived, but as soon as he entered, Wen Qingci smelled a strong smell of blood.
"Doctor Wen, come this way!" Someone came trotting over and took Wen Qingci to the back hall.
"good."
It was still dark, but Huixin Palace was bustling with activity.
Such noise did not disturb his thoughts, but instead made him calm down instantly.
Concubine Lan had no choice but to give birth naturally.
The situation this time may be more dangerous than in the original novel.
The biggest problem standing in her way was severe pain.
She was overwhelmed by the immense pain and had no way of trying to give birth to the child.
In that era, there were no modern anesthetics. Things like Convolvulus Dan were okay for treating headaches, but using them in surgery was simply a fantasy.
Wen Qingci rarely put away the smile on his face and looked a little serious.
Seeing his expression, the people around him became even more silent.
There were even little palace maids who were secretly wiping away their tears.
I'm afraid that Concubine Lan will have a hard time getting through this hurdle today.
"Don't cry." Unexpectedly, Wen Qingci suddenly stopped at this moment and looked at the palace maid with a smile, "Empress Lan will be fine."
The moment this sentence was spoken, Wen Qingci already had the answer in his heart.
One of the main reasons why the original owner had a bad reputation was that he used both medicine and poison.
If the usual methods don't work, then why not... follow the same path as the original owner
"Take me to Concubine Lan and call the midwife." Wen Qingci said as he opened the medicine box and took out a light green pill from the secret compartment on the last layer.
—This is the poison left by the original owner, which Wen Qingci has never used before.
According to the Divine Doctor Valley medical book, this pill will paralyze the user's nerves and gradually cause permanent damage to the system.
It is extremely dangerous in this era.
But at the same time, it also has the ability to make people feel no pain, cold or heat.
The original owner had made a note on this page of the medical book, recording his idea of using it as an anesthetic.
Even before this, he had conducted several experiments on animals.
The results of the experiment were recorded in detail in the notes along with the speed of effectiveness.
From this perspective, it seems to be the only anesthetic that he can find at the moment.
You can only take a gamble at this time.
Wen Qingci slowly placed his hand on his wrist.
This light green pill contains an antidote. If anything unexpected happens, my blood can also play a role...
The situation was urgent and there was no time to worry about Wen Qingci.
He made his decision almost immediately.
Several midwives were brought to Wen Qingci by the eunuchs, along with the young imperial physician who had arrived at Huixin Palace early.
Wen Qingci, dressed in moon-white, slowly handed over the light green pill in his hand.
"Give this to Concubine Lan," Wen Qingci's eyes slowly swept over them, and he carefully instructed them, "Wait for about a cup of tea, the medicine will take effect, and Concubine Lan will not feel pain temporarily. You take this opportunity to help her give birth immediately."
Wen Qingci meant that what he gave himself was anesthetic
The midwives didn't think much about it and quickly took the things away.
But the young doctor standing opposite Wen Qingci had suddenly turned as pale as paper.
"Wait!" he suddenly spoke up and put his hand in front of the midwives.
The young doctor stared into Wen Qingci's eyes and asked, almost gritting his teeth, "I wonder what exactly is this that Doctor Wen gave me?"
"All the elixirs that the nobles in the palace can take have been registered in the list of the Imperial Medical Bureau... But if I remember correctly, there has never been any light green elixir on the list before."
As he spoke, the hand of the young doctor that was blocking Wen Qingci's way began to tremble uncontrollably.
He didn't mean to cause trouble for Wen Qingci.
If anything happens to Concubine Lan, I, the imperial physician on duty, will be the first person to be dealt with!
He really couldn't afford the gamble.
Wen Qingci glanced at the pill again, then replied calmly: "It's a poison." After he finished speaking, he chuckled, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.
Wen Qingci answered very frankly.
However, upon hearing his words, the midwife holding the pill screamed and almost dropped what she was holding.
It turned out to be poison!
When Wen Qingci came over just now, he brought with him an air of nobility and elegance, and in a trance they even forgot all the horror legends about this man, as well as the name "Fairy-faced Rakshasa".
The midwife couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat...
Wen Qingci was just as the legend said, he used poison at will.
The life-saving pill just now instantly became a hot potato.
At this moment, there was no one else in this corner except the midwife and the imperial physician.
There was no time to hesitate. The young doctor on duty tonight gritted his teeth, took a step forward, lowered his voice and said to Wen Qingci: "… Let's take a gamble now and follow the usual procedures. Even if something happens to Concubine Lan, it's God's will. Maybe we can get a lenient treatment."
He said this with some hesitation and confusion, lacking confidence.
After all, in the world of the palace fighting novel "Fu Ming Tang", there really is such a thing as "If you can't cure her, you will all be buried with her."
After saying this, the young imperial physician looked up at Wen Qingci.
He didn't understand why Wen Qingci chose to take such a risk.
Unlike himself, the imperial physician on duty, Wen Qingci was not the primary person responsible for this matter.
Not to mention that he is now a popular figure around the emperor. Even if something happens to Concubine Lan, he may not be affected at all.
Wen Qingci himself must be aware of this.
The doctor paused for a second or two, but decided to continue: "But if the queen really took the 'medicine' you gave her, what if something happened... Poisoning a noble lady would cost you your head—"
Wen Qingci's move was absolutely crazy!
However, after hearing the words of the young imperial physician, Wen Qingci just smiled at him faintly without saying a word.
Wen Qingci bypassed the young imperial physician and said directly to the midwives, "We are the only ones here. Just pretend you have never heard of what this elixir is and use it without worry."
The midwives looked at each other.
Although Wen Qingci did not say it explicitly, they all understood what the imperial physician meant after having been in the palace for so many years.
—Wen Qingci planned to let them pretend to be unaware of the matter and take the responsibility himself.
These midwives lived outside the palace most of the time, so they heard a lot of messy rumors about Wen Qingci.
While he was afraid of him, he also vaguely regarded Wen Qingci as the "God of Medicine" and couldn't help but trust him a little more.
After hesitating for a moment, the oldest one stepped forward and asked, "… Doctor Wen, how sure are you about this?"
Wen Qingci did not answer her question directly, but slowly shifted his gaze and looked towards the back hall: "Time waits for no one." He smiled and said softly.
Wen Qingci's nonchalant appearance was out of tune with the tense atmosphere of the entire Huixin Palace.
However, his behavior made the midwives make up their minds.
The midwife who had just questioned Wen Qingci clenched the pills in her hand.
"Let's go—" After saying that, he led the others to the back hall.
Why not just take a gamble!
The corridor suddenly became much emptier, with only Wen Qingci and the young imperial physician left.
At this moment, he was looking at Wen Qingci while breathing heavily, his eyes filled with fear.
—It is both about death and about Wen Qingci.
"Let's go," Wen Qingci nodded and said to him softly, "Go wait outside the hall." After he finished speaking, he slowly walked forward.
The imperial physician wanted to catch up, but when he took a step, he found that his legs had already become stiff and frozen there, unable to move at all.
—
The back hall of Huixin Palace was full of people standing outside.
Madam Su and Su Yuzheng stood at the front, both of them clutching silk handkerchiefs in their hands and staring closely at the palace door.
Under the circumstances at this moment, Su Yuzheng only glanced at Wen Qingci and then quickly looked away.
After walking here, Wen Qingci was sure that the strong smell of blood he had just smelled was not an illusion.
—Almost all the palace maids in Huixin Palace were coming in and out carrying copper basins filled with blood.
Heart-wrenching screams were heard from the hall from time to time.
The atmosphere here is so tense that it feels suffocating.
The sky gradually brightened.
Yu Guanlin, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, also hurried from outside the palace to Huixin Palace.
The old doctor was standing in the open space in front of the hall, gasping for breath. Before he had time to greet Wen Qingci and ask about the situation, he heard the scream just now suddenly disappear as if the pause button was pressed.
"This... What is going on?"
Yu Guanlin was startled by the silence in his ears, and he subconsciously put his hands on his chest.
During the production process, the screaming suddenly stopped, which was not a good sign.
Just as he was about to tell the palace maid to raise the curtain so that he could go in and feel the patient's pulse, Wen Qingci suddenly walked over slowly and said to Yu Guanlin, "Master Yu, don't panic."
"No need to panic?" Yu Guanlin subconsciously repeated Wen Qingci's words.
He finally noticed Wen Qingci's expression, which was frighteningly calm.
Wen Qingci glanced forward, then turned to Yu Guanlin and said, "After Concubine Lan took the elixir I gave her, she won't feel any pain for the time being."
"What pill did you give her?" Yu Guanlin asked subconsciously.
"The key." Wen Qingci replied calmly.
"Are you crazy?!" Yu Guanlin's eyes widened instantly. Unlike the little doctor who knew nothing just now, he had heard of the great name of this medicine that Wen Qingci mentioned.
He couldn't help but blurt out: "That's extremely poisonous!"
After saying this, Yu Guanlin realized something was wrong. He hurriedly closed his mouth and looked around.
But Wen Qingci didn't mind.
He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have the antidote."
“—You!” Yu Guanlin gritted his teeth when he saw that he was planning to take a gamble.
After saying that, he walked quickly forward and asked the palace maids who had just brought out water about Concubine Lan's condition.
Somehow, Wen Qingci actually heard a hint of disappointment in his words.
After Yu Guanlin left, Wen Qingci's side was empty.
Seeing that the light green pill was taking effect, Wen Qingci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But before he could feel relieved, a familiar voice sounded behind him.
"Why did you do that?"
Amber eyes looked at him coldly.
When Wen Qingci left the Imperial Medical Bureau just now, he deliberately did not disturb Xie Bufeng.
But I don’t know when the boy came here.
Wen Qingci understood that Xie Bufeng was not asking why he gave Lan Fei this medicine, but why he wanted to get involved in this matter.
He took another deep look at the back hall, then turned and walked to Xie Bufeng.
"Your Highness, there is no difference between medicine and poison if they are not used. Only when they are used will they be given meaning by the person who uses them. I am here today to give them meaning."
Xie Bufeng’s eyes dimmed.
Wen Qingci's voice was not loud.
But after the words fell, everyone in the open space turned their eyes to him.
After a few seconds of silence, there were suddenly footsteps and a faint smile outside the open space of Huixin Palace.
"My dear minister, you are right." After hearing about the incident in Huixin Palace, the emperor also came here early in the morning. At this time, he was looking at Wen Qingci from afar.
The man in the bright yellow robe lowered his voice, smiled and muttered to himself: "… Medicine is meaningless. It all depends on the person who uses it."
The emperor looked extremely relaxed.
After saying this, he actually smiled again.
When he came to Huixin Palace just now, he had heard from the eunuch what Wen Qingci had fed to Concubine Lan.
However, the emperor was not annoyed at all.
It was clear that Concubine Lan and the little princess in her belly were receiving emergency treatment inside, but the emperor didn't even look there.
He just smiled to himself and said, "It turns out that he is intoxicated by the medicine."
The emperor's words were full of cold-bloodedness.
Seeing that the medicine given by Wen Qingci had taken effect, the people in the hall really didn't feel the pain for the time being, and the midwives didn't dare to delay any longer.
With the help of the original plot, Wen Qingci knew that Concubine Lan's baby would be in breech presentation, so he helped her control the size of the fetus early on.
Against this backdrop, the midwives used all their lifelong knowledge to help Concubine Lan give birth to this baby.
Time passes by every second.
The sun rose up at some point, and its warm golden light filled the entire courtyard.
The cold air accumulated from a night of rain was also diluted a lot.
But until this time, Wen Qingci's hands and feet were still cold.
It's about half past six.
According to what the original owner wrote in his notes, he had to remove the poison in half an hour, otherwise it would cause a disaster once the toxin completely destroyed his nervous system.
Wen Qingci held his breath and counted down the time silently in his heart.
He had never felt time pass so quickly.
Wen Qingci stared at the back hall.
He didn't notice that Xie Bufeng's eyes were always on him.
The boy was watching him.
The long eyelashes and dark pupils hid all of Wen Qingci's emotions.
But his straight back and his unmoving gaze clearly told Xie Bufeng that Wen Qingci was extremely concerned about Concubine Lan's current situation.
At this point the medicine had taken effect as he said, and Wen Qingci's goal should have been achieved.
Does his focus at this time prove that in addition to "medicine", Wen Qingci cares more about every "life" handed over to him
fifteen minutes…
ten minutes…
Time passes by little by little.
The emperor, who was waiting outside Huixin Palace, had finally come to court.
He was just about to tell the eunuch beside him to leave.
The next moment, a clear cry suddenly came to everyone's ears.
"It's born—" the midwife's excited voice came from the hall.
The next moment, a little palace maid stumbled out, knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed three times to the emperor, and then said loudly: "Your Majesty, Concubine Lan gave birth to a princess! Concubine Lan gave birth smoothly, and both mother and daughter are safe!"
Both mother and daughter are safe...
I made the right bet!
Wen Qingci finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the thorn in his heart fell away.
His body staggered involuntarily, and the next moment he felt a sudden burst of intense pain on his forehead.
Coming back to his senses, Wen Qingci started coughing uncontrollably.
"Doctor Wen, are you okay?" Su Yuzheng heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that Concubine Lan and her child were both safe. She ran to Wen Qingci's side without knowing when, and urged him anxiously, "Go and rest quickly!"
"It's okay," Wen Qingci shook his head slowly and walked forward with difficulty, "I'll go see Concubine Lan first."
He must detoxify Concubine Lan as soon as possible.
At this time, the back hall was already surrounded by people. The emperor, who was about to leave, stayed and generously announced his rewards.
Huixin Palace was very lively.
But this bustle had nothing to do with Xie Bufeng.
He was abandoned by the whole world, no one paid attention to him... and no one remembered that today was his birthday.
Xie Bufeng has long been accustomed to this kind of loneliness.
At this moment, he just felt that... the moon-white figure disappearing in the crowd was particularly dazzling.
Even Wen Qingci forgot himself.
I don't know how long I stood here.
The boy finally couldn't help but lower his head and laughed at himself.
Why do I have such inexplicable and boring expectations
Wen Qingci successfully saved Concubine Lan's life today, so naturally he will be surrounded by everyone and it will be a lively occasion.
As for the little princess in Huixin Palace... She was born on the same unlucky day as herself, so she should feel unlucky.
The young man slowly turned around and walked out of Huixin Palace step by step.
The rain started falling again in Yongdu, even heavier than in the morning.
Tick-tick. Tick-tick.
In just a few seconds, the boy's shoulders and hair were wet.
Xie Bufeng walked through Huixin Palace alone and slowly walked towards the palace road that seemed to have no end in sight.
The raindrops fall like needles and tears.
Fog rose on the palace road, obscuring the view ahead.
Just when Xie Bufeng was about to be completely drenched by the heavy rain, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.
Before Xie Bufeng could react, a paper umbrella was gently held up beside him again.
Along with this comes a faint bitter fragrance.
The boy's heart suddenly began to beat heavily.
He held his breath and didn't dare to look back to see who was next to him.
(End of this chapter)