Chapter 12 Old Disease

Author: Bai Ningyou

Chapter 12 Old Disease

At that time Yan Yuan had already woken up and was lying quietly on the bed.

Dr. Mu knelt beside Yan Yuan's bed, holding her breath and concentrating to feel her pulse. The expression on his face became more and more solemn.

After a stalemate like this for a long time, Dr. Mu hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, I am not very good at learning. I would like to ask your Majesty if there are any illnesses that have not been cured in daily life."

Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment, her eyelashes lowered: "Yi Mu Mu is really good at medicine, I do have some old cold syndrome."

"When did it start? How could it be so..." He kept silent, thinking for a long time before he came up with a gentle word, "So deep-rooted?"

Yan Yuan said naturally: "I fell into the water six years ago and froze."

Doctor Mu frowned: "Just fell into the water?"

Yan Yuan said seriously: "It was freezing cold and the lake was frozen. I was not discovered when I fell into the water, and I couldn't get up. I had to soak in the ice water for most of an hour."

Doctor Mu's eyes widened in surprise: "...most of an hour?"

"It's a blessing to be alive, isn't it?"

"...The empress is blessed with profound blessings."

"My father also said that I am lucky."

Yan Yuan had a smile on her face and her voice was soft, like a joke but also a bit sincere.

Dr. Mu lowered his head and prepared a new prescription for her, while observing the woman in front of him with his peripheral vision, his eyebrows frowning more and more:

The symptoms on her body are no longer ordinary wind-cold, but ice-cold has entered the body and is difficult to dissipate for a long time. Acupuncture can no longer directly clear the meridians. Such a body can be big or small for a woman, but she has a relaxed demeanor and a sleepy expression. After all,

Did he already know it, or was he unaware of his physical condition?

Imperial Doctor Mu frowned and hesitated for a long time, but stopped talking.

Yan Yuan looked at his expression, thought for a moment, dismissed the attendants, and then asked softly: "Doctor Mu have something to say?"

Imperial Doctor Mu opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then said slowly: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking bluntly. It is difficult to raise a woman because of her cold body. Your Majesty is the mother of the country... She will need to be treated carefully in the future, so that she can almost feel

Your Majesty has many descendants."

Dr. Mu said it euphemistically, but the implication was very clear:

Her body was damaged by the cold, and she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to have children in the future. Only by taking pains to nurse her back to health could she have a chance.

Yan Yuan lowered her head and asked in a low voice: "Does this palace still have a chance?"

Her voice had a slight nasal sound, and she sounded like she was about to cry.

Seeing her depressed look, Doctor Mu finally let go of the doubts in his heart:

Yes, this is the normal reaction of a harem woman after knowing that she is suffering from cold illness.

Unable to have children, ordinary women would panic, let alone the empress in the palace? Come to think of it, all the calmness and calmness she had before were just forced smiles wrapped in the upbringing of a famous lady.

Seeing that she finally had a normal reaction, Doctor Mu let out a long sigh of relief. He comforted Yan Yuan: "Don't worry, I will do my best to help you get what you want."

Yan Yuan didn't speak. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "I understand that I will have to thank you for your help in the future."

Imperial Physician Mu sighed, summoned the consul eunuch from Wangshu Palace, and told him to give the queen medicinal baths every three days to recuperate her body from the long-term cold.

After explaining all this, Dr. Mu left the room with confidence.

In the darkness of the night, the old imperial doctor looked like a beetle, hunched over and holding a lamp. His pace was much faster than when he came to treat the patient. Even the young medical disciples around him could not keep up.

"Master, Master..." The doctor followed him awkwardly, dragging a huge medicine box, "I have some doubts and want to ask Master, but I haven't dared to speak just now. What prescription did you give to the Queen..."

He was breathless after chasing her, and he spoke intermittently. He couldn't understand what he wanted to ask for a long time.

The old imperial doctor had stopped and said sternly: "Children don't need to ask any more questions."

The doctor didn't dare to speak anymore.

He held the medicine box and stayed where he was. When he looked up again, the figure of the old imperial doctor had turned around and disappeared into the silent palace road.

That is not the direction back to the Royal Hospital.

…

The old imperial doctor walked away without looking back, so naturally he did not see the scene in the palace:

The Empress, who had just been "overwhelmed with grief", stretched her body, and the disappointed expression on her face disappeared. She walked barefoot to the table in the room, picked up the Bazhen porridge that had already been slightly cold, and drank it in two or three mouthfuls.

Swallowed the bowl of porridge.

It's impossible to feel full when you're full, and that small bowl of porridge just fills your stomach.

Yan Yuan wanted to look around for any edible snacks, but when she looked up, she saw Chen Niang standing at the door at some point. She was stunned and felt a little embarrassed holding the spoon in her hand.

Their eyes met, and she smiled at Chen Niang.

Chen Niang was still holding a medicine case in her hand, and her steps were stiff when she walked into the room: "The porridge is cold, and your mother is cold..."

Yan Yuan didn't wait for her to finish speaking, took the medicine bowl on her medicine table and drank it all in one gulp, turned around and walked quickly back to the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her body.

Chen Niang lowered her head and frowned even more when she saw the shoes beside the bed.

"Your Majesty." She hesitated again and again and said sternly, "My Majesty, the earth's energy is one of the three colds. Your Majesty can't step on the ground with bare feet in the future..."

"Okay." Yan Yuan pulled the quilt over his neck and covered him tightly.

Chen Niang was silent for a while, then came to Yan Yuan's bed with the medicine case in hand and knelt down.

Only then did Yan Yuan realize that there was not only the bowl of decoction on her medicine cabinet, but also a needle pack and a small box. She was born with a keen sense of smell and could easily smell the smell of mugwort there.

Chen Niang knelt on the bedside with a meek expression.

Yan Yuan stared at her for a while and asked Chen Niang: "Did my father send you to continue treating me?"

Chen Niang bowed her head: "Yes."

Yan Yuan was not surprised by this result.

The dowry that Old Man Yan carefully selected for her cannot of course be just an ordinary woman who knows a little about medicine. She is probably a famous doctor who got it from someone who knows where and specially followed up in the palace to continue to nurse her back to good health.

Yan Yuan did not reject this helper, but she felt a little powerless.

She turned around on the bed to find a comfortable position, and then said lazily: "My illness has been cured. I'm just afraid of the cold. If I take good care of myself, I can live a long life."

"The empress is suffering from cold illness. If she takes care of her carefully, her lifespan will be fine. But, but..."

Chen Niang opened her mouth, her face full of embarrassment, and it was difficult to pronounce every word.

"But it's hard to get pregnant."

Yan Yuan finished the second half of the unspeakable sentence for her.

Chen Niang probably didn't expect Yan Yuan to say it so easily, and was stunned for a moment.

Yan Yuan looked at her and felt that she seemed to be even more shocked than him. He couldn't help but laugh: "Children also pay attention to fate. If the fate is shallow and don't force it, it's no big deal."

"But my lady..."

Not every woman has the courage to face the situation of being unable to have children, not to mention that the woman in front of her is the queen of the dynasty. Whether she has children or not has a completely different meaning to ordinary people. How she said lightly that fate is not the same.

Are you forcing such words out of your mouth?

Isn't she sad?

She wanted to find some clues on Yan Yuan's face to prove that she was just pretending to be calm.

But it didn't.

The expression on Yan Yuan's face was relaxed, without any hint of gloom, and there was even a faint hint of "this is how it should be" joy on her face.

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