Zi'an couldn't believe what she heard. She stared at King Liang with wide eyes. Was he begging for her? How could this be possible
Who was the King of Liang? According to rumors, he was violent and selfish, arrogant and unbridled, and didn't care about the lives of the people. He only cared about who pleased him, especially women. Most of the concubines in his palace would enter standing up and leave sideways.
Murong Jie noticed her astonishment and a sarcastic and indifferent smile appeared on his lips.
The queen fell down in front of the couch and cried. Her cry was sad and sorrowful, with a strong sense of despair.
Zi'an recalled the first time he saw her in the palace. She was sitting in the main hall, high above everyone else, so majestic and out of reach.
But now, she is just a poor mother who is about to lose her son.
There is only one role that is the same in this world, and that is mother.
At Murong Jie's instruction, Nanny Yang helped the queen into the palace to rest.
Half of the staff of the Imperial Medical Bureau withdrew and took turns on duty, but the judge remained in place to guard the place.
"Xia Zian, come here!" Murong Jie suddenly shouted.
Zi'an raised his head and looked into his dark and calm eyes. Zi'an stood up and walked to Murong Jie, "My Lord, what do you want me to do for you?"
Murong Jie raised his eyes and said, "Can I give you the acupuncture now?"
Zi'an was startled, "Acupuncture?"
"You said that acupuncture and bloodletting should be used to relieve his discomfort." Murong Jie said lightly.
Zi'an's expression brightened, "Your Majesty, do you agree?"
"From now on, you will be the one making the decision regarding any treatment. The imperial physician and even the judge will fully cooperate with you." As he spoke, his eyes swept across the judge's face coldly.
The judge was startled and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief. If that were the case, without so many constraints, she would have nothing to worry about.
It's just death anyway!
Today, Zi'an has completely forgotten what happened outside the palace and her original intention of entering the palace to treat King Liang. She wanted to live well, but now she has turned back into a professional doctor in modern times. All she has to do is to keep her patients alive at all costs.
She turned around, looked at the judge and said, "Sir, I need to give you an acupuncture treatment. I hope you can help me."
The judge looked gloomy and said, "Miss, please give me your orders."
Zi'an took out the needle bag and said, "There is a foreign object in the lungs. I need to expel it first so that His Royal Highness Prince Liang can breathe more smoothly."
"Yes!" The judge raised his eyes, then lowered them immediately. Expelling foreign objects? If it were that easy, the prince wouldn't be in such danger. Xia Zian, your ignorance and arrogance will eventually harm you.
When Zi'an had just graduated from medical school and before joining the special agent team, she worked for Doctors Without Borders for a year. The reason she worked for Doctors Without Borders was because she knew that in places where medical care was backward, human life was particularly cheap. Giving birth or getting appendicitis could cost a life. Sometimes, a high fever infection could also kill a person.
Now, she just pretends that she is still working as Doctors Without Borders. She doesn't have many medicines to use, and the only thing she can rely on is her acupuncture and Chinese medicine.
Before the acupuncture, she first got a prescription, which contained heavy medicines, all of which were Chinese medicines mainly for anti-inflammatory and antibacterial purposes. She also changed her habit of taking Chinese medicine once or twice a day and increased the dosage to four times a day to complement her acupuncture drainage.
The judge looked at the prescription and sighed softly, "Miss, do you think this prescription is feasible?"
This prescription is not for epilepsy, and it is not even a medicine for benefiting the lungs.
"Yes." Zian didn't explain too much, "Do as I say, right now."
The judge had no choice but to look at Murong Jie, who had a blank expression on his face. “Why are you looking at me? I’m not a doctor. Go!”
The judge had no choice but to say, "Yes!"
He handed the prescription to the boys and asked them to go down and get the medicine and boil it and bring it up.
Zi'an took the initiative to open the clothes of King Liang and whispered to him, "Your Majesty, I will help you turn sideways. I want to listen to your back."
King Liang nodded but said nothing. His face turned very blue and purple and he was already out of breath.
The imperial physician and the attendants saw Zi'an putting his ear to the naked back of the King of Liang.
This scene was simply unbearable to watch. Many people turned their heads away, blushing up to their ears.
This is simply shameless, how can one treat illness this way
Listening with ears is never as good as listening with a stethoscope, but even so, you can hear the noise in the lungs. Zi'an's expression became more serious.
The prince came back at this time. Seeing this scene, he said to Murong Jie: "Uncle, your fiancée is really different."
Murong Jie didn't want to talk to him at all. He turned his head away and just looked at King Liang with a gloomy expression.
The prince did not feel that he was asking for trouble, and continued, "I really hope that Xia Zian can cure my brother. I can't wait to see my uncle marry this virtuous wife."
No one said anything, so he sat back in his chair, put his hands on the back of the chair, rested his head on his palms, and looked at Zi'an with contempt.
Zi'an sorted out the pericardium meridian and lung meridian and began to give acupuncture.
The needle pack has twelve long needles, all dropped down to form a row.
Then she turned to the judge and said, "Sir, does the Imperial Hospital have mugwort?"
"Yes, Qi Ai, all of them are top quality."
"Please ask someone to bring it here and grind it into powder. The finer the better."
"Grind it into powder? Why do you do that?" The judge was puzzled. Mugwort is only used to repel insects and most of the time it is used for burning. What is the purpose of grinding it into powder
"Acupuncture, needle is only one of the steps, moxibustion is also needed." Zi'an explained simply.
"Moxibustion? This moxibustion actually doesn't have much effect." The judge had to tell him what he knew, mainly because he didn't want Zi'an to go through too much trouble.
"We'll know whether it's effective or not in a moment."
Seeing that she was so stubborn, the judge had to turn around and tell someone to get it.
After inserting the needles into the acupoints of the lung meridian, Zi'an inserted the needle into the Tanzhong acupoint. This time, the needle was inserted very deeply, but the acupoint was chosen very casually. With just a touch of two fingers, the needle was inserted steadily.
The needle injection into Danzhong made King Liang frown. He took a few deep breaths and almost couldn't breathe.
The judge said anxiously, "No, the needle has fallen in the wrong place."
Zi'an ignored him and inserted a row of needles. After collecting the needles, Zi'an asked the judge to help lift King Liang up and inserted a needle into the Dazhui point on the back of his neck.
The imperial doctors present at the scene could not help but shake their heads when seeing this. They said that they had to be extremely careful when inserting the needle into the Dazhui point. If there was any mistake, the man would never be able to stand up again.
After doing all this, Zian took out the longest needle, pinched it gently, and took a deep breath.
Murong Jie stood up and wanted to ask her what she was doing, but then he remembered that he had said before that she could make any decision, so he swallowed the words back and just looked at Zi'an nervously.
Zi'an raised his head, licked his lips, and explained automatically, "This one is for drainage, to drain the fluid from your highness' lungs."
Murong Jie nodded, "Yes!"
Zi'an was indeed nervous because this was just a needle, not a drainage catheter. To drain the accumulated fluid from the lungs through this needle, he needed the help of the Soul-Snatching Ring.
However, the force must be controlled very well. If it is too strong, it will damage the heart, and if it is too weak, it will not be able to drain out.
(End of this chapter)