What does it mean to say earlier? Haven’t I kept saying it?

You are not educated, so why did you blame me if you cooperate?

Zhao Dongyang rolled his eyes when he was choked, but he also knew that getting angry at the prince was not allowed. Once you could explain that he was impulsive, twice that was to despise the imperial power. No matter how great you are, you would have to be asked by Dali Temple to have tea.

Queen Changsun was also helpless and glared at her son who was blocking the bed: "Chengqian, stop making trouble. If you care about your little maid, let Zhao Shuling show her. Although there are not many cures for malaria, Zhao Shuling, the saint of medical skills, at least there is still some hope."

"Just him?" Li Chengqian glanced at Zhao Dongyang with a picky look. Although Li Chengqian made way out of the position, he still muttered: "I think he is not as good as me."

Me, I endure...

It's too embarrassing to be calculating with a medical idiot who doesn't even know about malaria.

Turning around and bowing slightly to Empress Changsun: "Since the Empress trusts the old minister, the old minister will try it out. But this malaria is a big deal, and the old minister cannot guarantee that it can be cured."

"Don't worry, if the medicine is really useless, this girl's life should be like this. No wonder you."

Look, look, this is the queen of Mother Yi Tianxia. Zhao Dongyang glanced at Li Chengqian, took the apprentice with a small medicine box on his back and walked around the bed. After sitting down, he narrowed his eyes unpredictably and began to take Yun Xi's pulse.

As time passed, Old Man Zhao felt like he was asleep for a long time without any reaction.

Li Chengqian felt that this old guy was just pretending, but he couldn't say anything. He looked at his mother who had not left yet and walked over and whispered: "My mother, why don't you go back first and rest, there is nothing big here."

To be honest, if it weren't for his disturbances too much, Empress Changsun would have disdained to look at her maid with the status of Yun Xi.

The identity gap is too big. One is an unknown consumable, and the other is the noble queen, which is not comparable at all.

"Yes." Empress Changsun also felt that there was no need to stay here, so she reached out and patted Li Chengqian's head: "Then let's go back first, you will calm your temper. The doctor is kind-hearted. If there is a way, Zhao Shuling will never leave your little maid alone."

"My son understands, please don't worry, no matter what the result is, my son son will not conflict with Zhao Shuling again."

At this point, Li Chengqian also figured it out that it is better to beg for others than to ask for others. If Lao Zhao could take the blame, he would have started to treat him long ago. The reason why he was still spending money there was just to take care of his own face.

After sending off Empress Changsun, he called Xi Junmai, who was doing nothing and counting ants. Li Chengqian ordered him: "Go out immediately. No matter what method you use, find more pony sticks. Well, you know what pony sticks are?"

"I know, it's the one growing on the reeds by the river."

"Yes, it's it. You go with Wang Da and Wang Er, get more back and remember the kind that doesn't bloom."

Pubang is also called stinky artemisinin, which contains a high level of artemisinin and has a strong effect on the treatment of malaria. Li Chengqian saw it more than once in his previous life in the novels of Qidian. He couldn't remember it, so he would relax so much after knowing that Yun Xi had malaria.

Things were as he thought. Not long after Empress Changsun left, Old Man Zhao stopped pretending and let go of his hand pressed on Yun Xi’s wrist: “Your Highness, you can confirm that this disease is indeed malaria. Since ancient times, many medicines have been used for this disease. I hope Your Highness will be mourning.”

Well, this time it is better than last time, and I am using tribute to mourn, not preparing for funerals.

Li Chengqian blinked, considering that Yun Xi had to rely on this old man to treat the disease, his tone also eased a lot: "Zhao Shuling, just now, was so angry that he was so offensive in his words, so I hope he would not take it to heart."

Everyone was carrying the flower sedan chair, and Li Chengqian bowed his head to apologize. How could Zhao Dongyang continue to play high-profile? If that was the case, he would not be able to sit in the position of the Imperial Doctor Order.

"Your Highness values ​​love and righteousness, I am ashamed."

"Well, that... Zhao Shuling, you are very skilled in medicine. I want to ask, what is the main reason why this malaria cannot be treated?" After a few polite words, Li Chengqian changed the subject and directly pulled the problem back.

Because it involves his own major, Zhao Dongyang was not vague and twisted his beard and said, "The main thing is to reduce the heat. As long as the heat fades, malaria is actually similar to ordinary wind and cold."

"Does that mean that as long as Gu can find a way to relieve her fever, Zhao Shuling can help her recover?"

This kid will not give up until the Yellow River, and will not turn back if he does not hit the wall!

Why didn't I find the prince so stubborn before?

Zhao Dongyang bit his back teeth and said almost word by word: "If your highness can relieve this girl's fever, I can cure her."

"Well, that's good." Li Chengqian nodded: "By the way, I heard from the imperial physician just now that there are prescriptions for treating malaria in the "Huangdi Neijing", but is the content wrong?"

"Yes, it is indeed recorded in the "Huangdi Neijing·Su Wen" chapter."

"What if I know where I was wrong?"

Zhao Dongyang's face turned green.

You know everything and ask me what I'm doing.

Li Chengqian knew that the other party had misunderstood when he saw his face. He waved his hand and continued, "I mean, I know where I was wrong, but I don't know what the correct prescription is..., uh, don't ask me how I know. In short, you change the Artemisia annua in that prescription to Artemisia annua, so that it can cure the disease."

Zhao Dongyang's face turned from green to black: "Your Highness, it will kill people if you change the medical prescription indiscriminately."

"Try to treat dead horses as living horses, try it. What if it can be cured, then you will be the only doctor who can treat malaria from ancient times to the present."

"This..." I have to say that Zhao Dongyang was a little moved, but he still didn't believe Li Chengqian very much.

Although the girl on the bed will die if she is cured, can death naturally be the same as being treated by someone?

But Li Chengqian didn't give him time to consider it at all. He took advantage of his hesitation and made a decision for him: "This matter is settled, and it's a problem. If you have any problems, you can just be responsible for the dispensing of medicine. This is OK."

"Since your highness said so, the old minister will respect him."

I was in no time. Seeing Zhao Dongyang nodding, Li Chengqian immediately ordered people to prepare. As soon as Xi Junmai and others came back, Lao Zhao was immediately responsible for taking action and making all his medicine.

Soon, the medicine soup was prepared. Under the worried eyes of Zhao Dongyang and other imperial physicians, Li Chengqian slowly poured the medicine on Yun Xi.

This is true. It is a real way to treat a dead horse as a living horse.
Chapter completed!