The sound outside caused Bai Song in the room to be slightly startled.
Holding the plaster in his hand, he hesitated whether to stop or continue setting Li Chunfeng's bones.
Bai Song paused for a moment, but no one came in, so he continued the treatment.
Li Chunfeng suffered more than a dozen fractures and cracks on his body, and it was extremely difficult for Bai Song to recover every injury.
In addition, whether or not there is any photo equipment depends entirely on Bai Song's experience.
In just a quarter of an hour, Bai Song was already sweating profusely, and Li Chunfeng was also a little aching.
Without the anesthesia procedure, Li Chunfeng would have died of pain long ago.
Now Li Chunfeng can still stay awake. Looking at Bai Song's actions, he also feels hope.
This young doctor is different from those who came before.
Other doctors, even the imperial physicians in the palace, who saw Li Chunfeng's injuries said that there were too many injuries. If every fracture was to be restored, the injured would inevitably be unable to bear the severe pain and die early. Even if the folk medicine was used,
Even if Ma Fei Powder is used to forcefully restore the bones, the body will not be able to withstand such great damage.
Therefore, what Li Chunfeng faced was an unsolvable dead end.
But in Bai Song's hands, the so-called dead end was just a matter of a shot of anesthesia and a dose of antibiotics.
Li Chunfeng is still awake now, which is a miracle in itself.
During the bone setting process, Li Chunfeng did not feel excessive pain. He guessed it was the effect of the anesthetic.
This kind of anesthetic is far more advanced than the Mafei powder used by Hua Tuo. It can actually make people's bodies anesthetized while keeping their minds clear.
What is the origin of this young man?
Li Chunfeng was very curious and tried his best to think, but he was unable to concentrate because of his weakness.
Occasionally seeing Bai Song's facial features, he felt that this person was a bit strange, a type of person he had never seen before in his life.
At this moment, the emperor and a group of imperial doctors had stopped in front of the door. They heard that a doctor was treating him inside. Li Shimin chose to wait outside because he was worried about Li Chunfeng.
Li Shimin tried his best to be careful with Li Chunfeng.
What he worried about was not his ministers, but his hope of immortality.
"How long has the doctor been there?"
"It's been two quarters of an hour." Mrs. Li replied.
"So long? Does the doctor here really have a cure?"
"The women don't know, Li Lang won't let the women in there."
At this time, the imperial doctor behind the emperor said: "Your Majesty, we have seen the injuries of Daochang Li, and it is true that there is no way to save him. Of course we hope that Daochang Li is safe, but life, old age, illness and death have their own destiny, and sometimes there is nothing human power can do.
"
Li Shimin said in a deep voice: "Isn't Li Chunfeng awake already? When he wakes up, it proves that he has improved!"
"Your Majesty, this is a return of light. I'm afraid it's Daoist Li's last moment of awakening!"
"You quacks, can't you say something nice?"
Li Shimin was a little angry and scolded him.
A dozen imperial doctors behind him knelt down one after another, but someone else said: "I just don't want to disappoint the emperor too much."
"Yes...yes...that is a star-catching platform. If it falls from a height of ten feet, how can a mortal survive? Unless it is the magic of resurrection, but who in the world can achieve this?"
Li Shimin sighed heavily. Although he resented the depressing words of these imperial doctors, Li Shimin also knew in his heart that according to Li Chunfeng's injuries, he would not be able to survive without collapse.
But after his death, who else in the world can develop the medicine of immortality?
"What is the origin of the doctor inside?" Li Shimin asked again.
Mrs. Li lowered her head and replied: "Isn't it the doctor who was recommended by Princess Runan at the request of the Emperor?"
"Recommended to the south..."
Li Shimin suddenly realized that his daughter had said this yesterday, saying that she knew a famous doctor.
Li Shimin didn't care at all at first, and accepted his daughter's suggestion with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a live horse.
Just as he was talking, Li Xiangnan came in from outside the courtyard and came to Li Shimin: "Runan meets my father."
"Get up, the doctor you invited has been here for a long time, but he doesn't know if there is anything he can do?"
Li Xiangnan knew Bai Song well. He didn't like to cause trouble. If Li Daochang couldn't cure him, he would definitely come out soon.
But Bai Song never came out, which proved that there was a way to cure it, so he was very confident: "Father, don't worry, the doctor my daughter hired is different from others. He went in for so long and didn't come out. There must be a way to treat Daochang Li."
"really!"
"My daughter can vouch for it."
"Your Highness, it is a matter of human life. It is of great importance. Most of the folk doctors exaggerate. The princess is young and ignorant, and she may be deceived by villains."
"I..." Li Xiangnan was a little anxious. She didn't understand why these imperial doctors insisted on saying that Daozhang Li could not be saved.
Is a person's life less important than their face?
Li Xiangnan didn't know that in Taiyuan Hospital, a person's face was indeed not as important as theirs.
Li Chunfeng can survive, but he must be saved by people from Tai Hospital!
Otherwise, this hospital would have no meaning in existence.
Li Chunfeng stirred up trouble in the court, promoted evil practices, and even claimed that there was a medicine for immortality.
As a result, the emperor trusted this person and did not ask the imperial doctor for any patients. The first person he thought of was Li Chunfeng.
But Li Chunfeng is really quite capable. No matter what kind of difficult or complicated disease he is, he can always cure it with medicine.
Li Chunfeng's existence made the entire Taiyuan Hospital lose face. When they learned that Li Chunfeng had fallen from a height, everyone in the Taiyuan Hospital secretly congratulated.
But it wasn't because they were Li Chunfeng that they didn't try their best to save him. It was God who opened his eyes and made Li Chunfeng look like he was going to die.
They did not believe that Li Chunfeng could survive. In this regard, the imperial doctors who came with him were very confident.
Li Xiangnan didn't want to pay attention to these mediocre people, and just when he was about to say Bai Song's name, the door to the door opened at this moment.
Bai Song's hands were covered with plaster, and he knelt down and saluted: "See you, Your Majesty."
Li Shimin was slightly stunned when he saw Bai Song.
The imperial doctors were even more shocked when they saw Bai Song. They never expected that the person treating Li Chunfeng inside would be a young boy.
"Your Majesty, how can you let a young boy treat Li Daozhang? This is too childish!"
"Exactly, this person has been struggling with it for a long time, and I'm afraid it may have worsened Daochang Li's condition."
The imperial doctors were worried before, worried that the person inside might be a hermit master, and that there might be a way to bring Li Chunfeng back to life.
Unless Li Chunfeng dies, Taiyuan Hospital will never be able to lift its head.
Well now, the doctor inside is actually a brat!
Can such a boy cure a dying person?
It's simply an idiot's dream.
A group of imperial doctors each spoke to criticize Bai Song, but Li Shimin, who looked at Bai Song, didn't listen to a word.
Li Shimin looked at Bai Song: "It's you!"
Li Shimin's words instantly attracted everyone's attention. Listening to the emperor's words, is it possible that he still knows this person?
Bai Song knelt on the ground and smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty, you are just a common man."
"Who is this person? Why does the emperor recognize him?"
The imperial doctor discussed in a low voice behind him.
Several people looked at each other, unsure of the situation.
Finally, someone whispered: "This...is this guy the boy who will never become an official?"
"Never become an official?"
The imperial doctors didn't seem to understand much about the affairs of the court, and no one responded for a while.
The last person gave a brief explanation, and then everyone suddenly understood.
In the court hall, the emperor publicly announced that he would never serve as an official. Who doesn't know this kind of person?
With just a little reminder, everyone will remember it.
"It's him!"
"Shouldn't he be a scholar? I heard he was a disciple of Yu Shinan...how did he become a doctor?"
The same question came from Li Shimin: "You are Yu Shinan's disciple, why are you here? Do you know medical skills?"
"Back to the emperor, Cao Min was born to practice medicine, and he was taught literature by his family."
"Practice background?"
Bai Song nodded.
Li Xiangnan came up and explained: "Father, during the Bai Song Dynasty, he had superb medical skills. Ji County in Youzhou was well-known. He could not trouble him with all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. I heard that he even saved the life of General Li Jing."
"Are you really good at medicine?" Li Shimin looked at Bai Song.
"Back to the emperor, what the princess said is true."
"How does your medical skill compare to your poetry?"
"The bright moon is as bright as the fireflies...the medical skills of ordinary people are ten times better than their poetic talents."
"What? Ten times better than a poet? Your water-melody singing is shocking to the world!"
"For example, if "Shui Diao Ge Tou" counts as one point, the medical skills of ordinary people can be counted as ten points. Compared with poetic talent, ordinary people have absolute confidence in medicine."
"It's so shameless and full of nonsense! Your Majesty, this man is clearly a charlatan!"
