The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

Chapter 25: Professional Zian

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Murong Jie looked at her and said, "You can take a rest."

Zi'an shook his head, "No, let's control the condition of His Royal Highness Prince Liang first."

She was not trying to win credit or act cute in front of the Regent, but she was really worried about the condition of the King of Liang. From what she had just seen, the King of Liang should have experienced two major attacks in a short period of time, and it caused serious sequelae. First of all, as a doctor, she couldn't watch the patient die in her hands. Secondly, she also depended on the King of Liang to survive, and couldn't let the King of Liang lose his life at this critical moment. She was afraid that the imperial doctor would give the King of Liang another injection, which would damage the King of Liang's brain nerves and cause a third major attack. That would be really difficult for even the gods to save.

The Regent looked at her, and the information he detected from her eyes was different from what he thought. His expression became better, and he called Nanny Yang over, "Help her in and take good care of her."

"Yes!" Nanny Yang came in and supported Zi'an, with a hint of concern in her eyes, "Miss, be careful."

Zi'an said gratefully, "Thank you for your concern, Ma'am. I'm fine."

Nanny Yang supported her and walked carefully. Zi'an still felt dizzy and the wound on her head was still hurting. She knew that the wound was getting inflamed because it was constantly injured again. She didn't know if there were any anti-inflammatory herbs in the prescription written by the imperial physician just now. Once inflammation occurred, it would cause a high fever. She was afraid that she would fail at the critical moment.

When the glazed curtain of the inner hall was opened, the crisp sound of the curtain rang out behind Zi'an, like a pleasant note.

Everyone in the inner hall was looking at her. She steadied her steps and walked over with the help of Nanny Yang. Then, she slowly knelt in front of the queen, "Xia Zian greets the queen!"

The queen actually helped her up personally and said, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zi'an thanked her politely and forced himself to stand up with the Queen's hand, which made his dizziness worse for a moment.

The queen took a step back and said, "Go and see Prince Liang."

Zi An bowed, "Yes!"

Nanny Yang helped her walk over. She half-crouched, but her steps were unsteady and she almost fell. The queen said, "Come on, take a seat!"

Immediately, a palace maid brought a chair and helped Zi'an sit down.

Zi'an's chair was very close to the bed, so she could lean forward a little to feel the patient's pulse and conduct examinations. Sitting here relieved her dizziness, and she concentrated so as not to let the eyes of the people present disturb her judgment. Because, although she had studied Chinese medicine with Professor Lin for many years, in modern treatment, except when on missions in backward areas, Chinese medicine would be used, and Western medical equipment was usually used for examinations, which could obtain accurate data and prescribe the right medicine.

However, as Chinese medicine has developed into the modern era, it has accumulated a lot of experience and clinical cases. Although she does not think that her medical skills are more advanced than those of the imperial physicians, she is superior in clinical practice. Acupuncture has been very popular in the history she knows, especially in modern times. Acupuncture technology has reached an unprecedented level through the promotion and research of professors in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals. However, people in this time and dynasty have done very little research on acupuncture.

That's her advantage!

After taking the pulse, Zi'an began to do other examinations. Because King Liang was still in a coma, she had no way of diagnosing where King Liang had been injured after the attack. She could only use acupuncture to check. Once the meridians were blocked, it meant that there was an injury or problem nearby.

This testing method is very reliable. Professor Lin has done research on it and the results he obtained are almost accurate.

When she found a blockage, she would press it gently with her fingers, checking from the head to the feet. Everyone present was watching this method. The prince looked at the regent with sarcasm, thinking to himself that if the decree of marriage was issued, Murong Jie would kill this little bitch without him having to do anything. Who could tolerate his wife touching another man's body

This type of examination would take a long time as it was impossible to conduct a medical interview. Zi'an also endured great pain and exhaustion. The nanny presented her with tea at the right time and she drank it all in one gulp. After drinking the water, she felt hungry.

Imperial Physician Liu had gradually recovered. He was filled with a strong fear. He knew that no matter whether King Liang was well or not, he was destined to hold him accountable. So, he kept staring at Zi'an's movements and expressions to judge King Liang's condition so that he could make amends.

He always believed that Xia Zian's medical skills were not as good as his, so as long as Xia Zian could diagnose the disease, he could prescribe the right medicine.

Half an hour passed before Zi'an took back the needle. Half of her body was almost numb, but she couldn't even take a breath because everyone present was waiting for her.

So, she stood up, bowed to the Queen and Murong Jie, and said, "Queen, Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Liang suffered a major attack and injured his neck and legs..."

Before she finished her words, Imperial Physician Liu said coldly, "Injured the neck and legs? Nonsense, how could the neck be injured? As for the legs, His Royal Highness Prince Liang's left leg was not in good condition to begin with."

The queen glanced at him indifferently, her eyes were quite sharp, and frightened Liu Imperial Physician so much that he stopped talking immediately.

The Queen looked at Zi'an and said, "Go on."

Zi'an's lips were dry and his throat was burning. He said hoarsely, "The neck and leg injuries were probably caused by a major attack, but that's not a big deal. What's important is that his breathing has not been smooth. It should be that a foreign object entered his trachea during a major attack. This is a critical situation. In addition, he should have had two major attacks in a short period of time, which proves that the brain nerves discharged too frequently, causing certain damage to the body."

The queen listened to her talk, but she didn't understand much. She just asked, "How can we cure it? Is there any hope?"

Zi'an said, "The situation is quite serious. As for how to treat it, I suggest that we stimulate the acupuncture points of the main trachea first to expel the foreign body, and then treat the neck injury. The neck needs to be fixed temporarily, because His Royal Highness Prince Liang will enter a period of sleepiness after a major attack. After one or two hours, he will wake up and enter a period of agitation. Sometimes he will lose his mind and run around randomly, which will cause secondary damage to the fractures in the body. As for the trachea, it has not yet been determined whether it is aspiration pneumonia, but judging from his wheezing and complexion when he breathes, there is a possibility..."

Zi settled down for a moment. If it was aspiration pneumonia, it would be difficult to treat in this era of backward medical care, which would be a test for her.

"What is aspiration pneumonia?" Murong Jie asked. He began to think that Xia Zian was no ordinary person. He had never heard of all these terms being thrown at him, and the imperial doctors looked confused as well.

Zi'an held onto the chair, her legs trembling slightly. Murong Jie motioned for her to sit down, "Sit down and talk. You've been poisoned, and you're covered in wounds. King Liang still needs you to continue treating him."

Zi'an had never thought that he would say in front of the Queen that she was poisoned. What did this mean? Zi'an's heart was pounding as he guessed a possibility.

(End of this chapter)