Seventy-fourth bowl of soup (9)
After many days of toil and travel, Qing Huan finally met the miraculous doctor who Shang Yue said could heal the bones of the dead. This miraculous doctor was over age, with light gray hair and beard, and wearing a very elegant scholar's robe, he didn't look like a doctor, but more like a gentleman.
Qing Huan was beside him when the crown prince asked Miracle Doctor Gu to make a diagnosis. Watching Miracle Doctor Gu, he first conjured up a small hammer and tapped His Highness's knee, and then asked a few words such as whether it hurts or not, and whether he felt it. Talking to Shangyue Wuyan, he said with emotion: "Although Your Highness has been ill for more than half a year, these legs have not shrunk at all. If this is the case, if they can recover in the future, they will definitely be no different from ordinary people."
Both of them were very happy when they heard the words, and they cupped their hands towards Qing Huan: "Thank you, miss!"
Qing Huan shook her head again and again, and also took a look at the prince, seeing that although he didn't speak, he had a pleasant expression on his face, he was clearly in a happy mood, and he felt happy at the moment, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The real diagnosis and treatment required a few days of rest, and half a month of soaking in the special medicinal soup made by Doctor Gu before it could officially start, so in the following time, Qing Huan was extremely busy every day. Apart from serving His Highness, she only reads and writes. Although she is talented and stupid, she is very hardworking, and even the crown prince admires her. Although learning in this way is slower and forgetting faster, it is not casual to say that hard work can make up for one's weakness. There is tenacity in Qing Huan's bones. Even though she has low self-esteem, even if she is poor, she is far more determined than herself.
She no longer needs to do rough work, and no longer needs to eat simple and rough food. She is bathed in fresh milk every day, and has a special nanny to take care of her daily life. Qing Huan has undergone obvious changes. The prince didn't feel it when he was with her all day long, but Shang Yue Wuyan, who saw her once every ten days and half a month, was surprised. If you grow taller and turn white, your temperament will improve. Only a wealthy life can support people.
The prince didn't notice at first, but one day just after taking a bath, when Qing Huan was dressing him, he used to sit on the bed and she was fine with standing, but now she has to bend down. The prince was a little curious, so he pulled her to compare, and he found that Qing Huan, who used to only reach his chest, was now approaching his chin.
"I've grown a lot taller." He pinched Qing Huan's face and said. In the past, he thought it was because she was naturally petite, but now he realized that it was because she didn't eat well and her body couldn't keep up. Seeing like this, she might continue to grow . "I need to eat more."
Qing Huan glanced at him shyly, put on the belt and said: "It's been more than two months, I heard from Doctor Gu yesterday that Your Highness, your body is almost recuperated."
"Really." The prince snorted softly. Gu Tianquan had told him long ago that his legs were cut off by a poisonous blade. It is obsolete. It may not be easy to cure it, so the bones and tendons can only be connected with his unique and secret intermittent ointment and then re-grow. To put it bluntly, even if it is connected, it will not take a year or so, and I am afraid that I will not be able to stand up.
But the prince doesn't care, as long as he can recover, he doesn't care how much time it takes.
"I heard that it will be very, very painful. You have to take Mafeisan to bear it." Qing Huan touched his leg, "Will Your Highness be afraid?"
"Of course not." After experiencing deceit, betrayal and slander, death is nothing to the prince, let alone healing. "It's you, don't follow along, so as not to be scared."
Qing Huan shook her head: "Doctor Gu said that he wants me to help him."
"You?" The prince was upset, he didn't want Qing Huan to see him lying on the bed unable to move. "Is Shangyo Takehiko dead?"
"They don't know herbal medicine, but I know a thing or two." Qing Huan helped him comb his hair, and said sincerely: "I really hope to see the day when His Highness recovers sooner."
"Yes." The prince smiled at her, probably because hope is imminent, his mood and personality are becoming more and more like the Prince Yong'an before the accident. "When the time comes, I'll carry you to the temple fair."
Qing Huan burst out laughing: "That's unavoidable, Your Highness should take a good rest, I'll go and see if the medicinal soup boiled in the kitchen is ready."
The prince didn't persuade her to stay. Looking at her back, he thought to himself, I'm telling the truth.
"Your Highness, I will tell you this again. Pain is unavoidable for bone grafting. I am not good at learning, so I cannot guarantee 100% success. The most important thing is that although this intermittent ointment is miraculous, But it is very likely to cause unexpected consequences, even so, will His Highness continue?" Doctor Gu asked seriously.
The prince nodded lightly: "I have made up my mind." Could there be any unexpected consequences, would it be more terrible than breaking both legs? As long as you can walk, you can pay any price.
"That's good." Miracle Doctor Gu bowed respectfully, "Then please drink this bowl of Mabosan, Your Highness."
There was a medicine bowl on the tray in Qing Huan's hand, the black liquid in it made people feel bitter, the crown prince brought it over and drank it down, the bitter scalp suddenly went numb, Qing Huan looked at his nauseated but unable to vomit He couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, but the crown prince saw it with his sharp eyes, and immediately narrowed his eyes: "Are you trying to laugh?"
"No." She quickly denied, "I'm so happy."
Let her go this time. The prince glanced at her, and was supported by her to lie down. At this moment, Shangyue Wuyan and others had gone out, and the prince also felt that his eyelids were gradually getting heavier, and soon fell asleep.
"Don't worry, girl, the old man added some sedatives to it, and it won't do any harm to His Highness's body. It's no fun to watch your legs being cut open while awake."
The worry on Qing Huan's face suddenly turned into shyness: "Yes."
Master Gu smiled and roasted the sharp and bright knife on the fire, and asked Qing Huan, "Are you afraid?"
She was indeed a little scared, but when she thought that His Highness would get better after this, she was not afraid anymore. "Not afraid."
"What a good girl, Your Highness is really blessed." Different from the contract that judges people by their appearance, Dr. Gu has lived to this age and pays more attention to the inner rather than the outer appearance of people, so he has a very good sense of the prince and can see other people's In my heart, if such a person becomes an emperor, he must be a generation of Mingjun.
"What did Miracle Doctor Gu say, Your Highness and I..." It's simply impossible, she should serve His Highness, saying that His Highness is blessed, wouldn't it be humiliating His Highness.
Doctor Gu still smiled, "Come, come, help me take off His Highness's clothes."
Qing Huan blushed, and responded, she took off all the inner clothes in her outer robe, revealing the tall and tall man's body inside, she didn't dare to look at it, although she had already seen it when she was serving his daily necessities. But... "Doctor Gu has said several times before that it may cause sequelae or something. Is it very likely?"
"That's not necessarily true." Doctor Gu sighed, "This old man treats many people who can't walk, but there are not many who have broken tendons and bones like His Highness. Those few people have their legs connected, but there are many Or at least there are some sequelae."
"Sequence means..."
"For example, losing the memory of a certain period of time, or becoming extremely irritable, dumb, deaf, or even festered all over the body." While speaking, the movements of the hands did not stop.
Qing Huan took a deep breath: "Then...why is this? Isn't it a cure for the legs? Why..."
"The problem lies in the intermittent ointment." Doctor Gu picked up a celadon vial and shook it at her. "This is a unique ointment handed down from the old master's family. Although it has a magical effect on the continuous pulse, it is made from thousands of poisonous insects and weeds. This tendon is continuous, but no one knows the intermittent ointment Which medicine in it will affect the body."
"Then... Among the people healed by Gushen, are there any who have fully recovered and have no sequelae?"
Miracle Doctor Gu thought for a while, and said, "There are one or two, but they are too few."
"Your Highness is blessed and blessed, so you will definitely not suffer such a miserable life." Qing Huan sincerely believed so. "He has suffered so much, if God still treats him like this, it would be too cold."
"That's why the old man said, you are a good girl. If the old man met a girl like you when he was young, he wouldn't have been a bachelor for so many years." Miracle doctor Gu said jokingly. People are not ordinary patients, but the current prince, and may even become the new emperor in the future. The future of this country, the future of the crown prince, and the future of the 700,000 troops on the frontier can be said to be in his hands now.
The crown prince was cured, and everyone was happy, but if it could not be cured... Doctor Gu didn't know how things would develop.
There has never been a disabled emperor, from ancient times to the present, there has not been one.
There were no emperors with mutilated bodies either. If the prince becomes emperor in the future, then he must have a sound body, which is the most important thing and also the most worrying thing for him. What kind of consequences the intermittent ointment will cause is beyond his control. When His Highness wakes up, his legs will definitely be fine, but, who knows if there will be other changes in his body
If he was like the patient before, who forgot everything, or was like the patient whose whole body was festering, even if the crown prince had the talents, he would not be able to become the emperor.
Thinking of this, Miracle Doctor Gu felt even more stressed. He prepared all the needles, needles, knives and medicines he needed, and remembered that Wu Yan knelt in front of his thatched hut for seven days and nights as a general, begging him to come out to see the doctor. , everyone's hopes are pinned on this treatment tonight. After soaking in medicinal baths for half a month and recuperating for nearly three months, the prince's physical condition is now at its best, and everything depends on the prince waking up.
I only hope that the sky will come true.