Yuan Qingling said, "If you expand your trachea, you will know that it is a good thing. Lie down first, and I will check it for you."
The Supreme Emperor murmured: "There is nothing bad for you."
However, he lay down very obediently. When Father Chang saw her taking out the stethoscope, he stepped forward and opened the quilt for the Supreme Emperor, "Do you want to listen to the heartbeat?"
"Listen to the heartbeat, and also to the lungs!" Yuan Qingling hung the stethoscope on her ears, pressed her heart and listened for a while, "turn around and turn her back to me."
The Supreme Emperor responded, turned around, asked her to listen to her back, and did not forget to mutter, "It's better than the previous two days. It's just that you are panting badly. Can you hear this? Do you want to look at the log of the imperial physician..."
"Inhale, inhale deeply!" Yuan Qingling interrupted him.
The emperor was too busy to do what she said, and took a deep breath and held it back.
"Exhale!"
"Exhale as hard as you can... OK, exhale..."
"Grandpa Chang, bring me two pieces of paper!" Yuan Qingling received her stethoscope and turned her head to be fair to Chang.
Chang Gong went to pick up two rice papers and handed them to Yuan Qingling, "Do you want to prepare inkstones and pens?"
"No, you help the emperor get up!" Yuan Qingling said.
The Supreme Emperor said unhappily, "Is it impossible to stop if I lie down for a while and get up again?"
"Old man shut up!" Yuan Qingling put the stethoscope away, took out the heat detection needle and handed it to Father Chang. "Do you know how to put it?"
"I know!" Grandpa Chang was very clear about her diagnosis and treatment methods, and immediately stuffed it under the armpit of the Supreme Emperor, "The Supreme Emperor clamps so that it doesn't fall off. If it falls, you have to do it again. The crown prince can be strict. "
"This thing is freezing." The Supreme Emperor shivered, very dissatisfied.
"After a while, you exhausted all your energy to blow this piece of paper vigorously."
"What are you doing?" The Emperor was not happy.
"Being obedient!" Yuan Qingling sat down, pressed his arm and rolled one of them into a cylinder. "Wrap the paper tube with your lips like you just sucked powder, and use your best strength. Blow hard."
She held another piece of paper in her hand and placed it in front of the paper tube, pinched his nose with the other hand, "Okay, blow hard!"
The Supreme Emperor blew it out in one breath, and the paper pattern on Yuan Qingling's hand did not move.
"I don't have enough strength, come again!" Yuan Qingling said.
Blow again, this time he exerted great effort and the paper moved slightly, but the Supreme Emperor coughed badly.
"Take a rest, come again!" Yuan Qingling said.
I tried it many times, every time I coughed badly. Finally, the Emperor became angry and gasped and said, "No... No more, no more."
Yuan Qingling sighed quietly in her heart. She had just taken the medicine, but she was still panting so badly.
"Suck it again." Yuan Qingling picked up the medicine, "After inhaling, take a break and blow again."
Although this series of inspections was very annoying, the Supreme Emperor persisted.
Low fever, thirty-seven degrees three, poor lung ventilation, barely after inhaling medicine twice, but not ideal.
Yuan Qingling looked at the treatment log of the imperial doctor. There was an imperial doctor accompanying him in the other hospital, and Yuan Qingling also invited over to ask in detail.
Asthma is not ruled out. It is true that asthma is more serious and there is mild respiratory failure. Emphysema is not ruled out. Emphysema and heart disease are more difficult.
After the respiratory tract administration, the situation improved slightly, but it was not very ideal, so Yuan Qingling gave aminophylline to fight inflammation and asthma, at least so that he can sleep well.
"Grandpa Chang, I'll explain a few things to you, you must keep in mind." Yuan Qingling said to Grandpa Chang after he was finished.
"Princess Concubine, you say!" Seeing that the Emperor was not breathing so hard now, Grandpa Chang was very happy, and said hurriedly.
"Spicy and irritating food cannot be eaten. Fubao should take a bath regularly, comb the hair, and don't let the emperor get angry. The most important thing is that smoking and alcohol must be quit, must!"
"Fart!" Before Grandpa Chang said this, the Emperor Tai was excited, "I'm all these years old, and there are only one or two hobbies. After banning, I can live a good life? I'm all at this age. I won't die this year and die next year."
Yuan Qing Lingbai glanced at him, but didn't want to pay attention to him, but still told Grandpa Chang, "Just listen to me. Now go and smash his cigarette, pour out the wine or give it to the guards. You can't touch a drop of wine, just a puff of cigarettes. Can't smoke."
"Do you dare? Do you want to rebel?" When the emperor heard that he was about to smash his baby's cigarette stick, he opened the quilt to pull the needle, excitedly: "Whoever dares to move the lonely will cut off his head."
Father Chang looked at Yuan Qingling embarrassedly, "This... Isn't this really good?"
Yuan Qing Lingmu stared at the Supreme Emperor coldly.
The Supreme Emperor was also guilty, and said: "You can't smash it if you don't let it smoke. That cigarette has been with Gu for many years. If you don't smoke less, don't you have to? You are all this old, how many more sips can you smoke?"
"Do you still want to get it right?" Yuan Qing Ling was helpless, "What can I do if I don't smoke? You will have to cough for a long time after a sip, is it worth it?"
The emperor rolled his eyes, "It's just a matter of hobbies that I think it's worth it or not, it's hard work!"
"You always say that your age is so old, but you see, Xiaoyao and Chu Shoufu are about the same age as you, and Taifu Wei is mostly younger than you? People can be well, why can't you be well? Get cured if you are sick. Once cured, you will be alive and kicking again. Is there nothing else in your life except a sip of cigarettes and a sip of wine?"
"I just want to live as I want. What's the point if people can't do anything while they're alive?" The Supreme Emperor was said to be unreasonable. He felt that he was unreasonable, so he simply didn't make sense. "It's just a little hobby, no Is it just a sip of cigarettes and a sip of wine? It doesn’t matter how many things I have done in my life?"
This made Yuan Qingling's heart very sad, and the Supreme Emperor seldom felt sorrowful and agitated because of himself, and it would be sad to say this.
She sighed softly, "It's okay if you don't smash it, but you promise me that if you don't smoke, don't smoke. Control yourself first. I can't control it. I will give you a sip, okay?"
The Supreme Emperor was prepared to make a fierce argument, but she didn't know that she was so easy to compromise, and she couldn't help but startled, "So easy to talk?"
"Yeah, I'm good to talk, you are obedient, let's cooperate with each other and strive to survive him for a hundred years." Yuan Qing said with a smile.
"I'm not used to you being so easy to talk." Taishanghuang muttered, and slowly lay back, with the carmine red on his face that was just excited.
"I will talk a lot easier in the future." Yuan Qingling said.
The emperor became uneasy and looked at her secretly two or three times, "You won't smash a cigarette stick secretly, do you? At best, try to hold it back."
"Okay," Yuan Qingling gave the medicine to Father Chang after he prescribed it, "bring water, and hang up the medicine for him later."
Then, she looked at the emperor, stretched out her hand and pressed the quilt for him, "These days, I have not been able to sleep well all night, and I have had a lot of nightmares. I am very afraid that I can come here, but I almost lost my fifth child. Future and life... It’s an exaggeration to say that, but at least we were mentally prepared at the time. Do you know what I’m afraid of?"