In front of the sick bed, Fang Jue checked his pulse and said:
"Those famous doctors came here before and should have left a diagnosis. Are there any records?"
"Yes, yes..." Everyone responded hurriedly.
"Bring it to me and see." Fang Jue said.
At this time, Ye Ling'er became suspicious again: "Sir, didn't you come from Emperor Zun Pavilion? Why do you still need to look at other people's diagnosis? Do you want to copy the former because you can't see the cause?"
"Um?"
Everyone's suspicions were also aroused.
Fang Jue chuckled: "Miss Ye misunderstood. I just want to know what methods you have used on me, so as not to conflict with the medicine I want to give."
"Yes, yes, that makes sense!" The eldest son of the old Duke agreed and ordered, "Second brother, why don't you show me the details of the previous prescriptions and diagnosis!?"
Fang Jue's words gave everyone a glimmer of hope for him again.
Ye Linger, however, has always been wary of this young guy, always wanting to find some thorns in his side.
Seeing that everyone started to trust him, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't say anything, lest people misunderstand that she didn't want people to save the old Duke.
After getting the previous diagnosis and treatment records and the details of acupuncture and medication, Fang Jue nodded:
"It seems that the old man suffered from multiple chronic diseases. There was nothing wrong with the previous diagnosis and treatment by famous doctors. It's just that the old man has run out of energy and his body has been unable to get better..."
There is nothing wrong with administering acupuncture and prescribing medicine; it does not mean that there are no capable people.
"Yes, both Dr. Zhang and Mr. Huo, the number one miracle doctor in Jinling, said there was nothing they could do... They said my father was in poor health and could not suppress the disease, so it broke out collectively..."
"But why can't grandpa get better?" Ye Ling'er had a grudge against these famous doctors and hummed, "Sir, I'm afraid he has nothing to do when he talks like this. In order to shirk responsibility, he made the same diagnosis as everyone else before.
?”
Fang Jue glanced at the second young lady of the Ye family and said calmly:
"Really...no!"
Showing a trace of sarcasm, Ye Linger said: "So you can cure it?"
"Of course." Fang Jue put his hands into his sleeves, the old god was there.
"Ling'er, you must not be rude...what! What did you say, sir? Can it be cured!?" The eldest son of the old Duke, Ye Ling'er's father, was suddenly stunned.
"..." Everyone held their breath and stared at this young gentleman in disbelief.
Fang Jue said matter-of-factly: "The old man is not terminally ill, of course it can be cured."
"Seriously!?" Everyone in the Ye family became excited.
Ye Ling'er was in a daze for a moment. She subconsciously didn't want to believe it, but at this moment she also hoped that this young man didn't boast.
But she couldn't rest assured and said: "Sir said it can be cured, but how to cure it? My father's body can no longer bear any more. Is he really sure...or does he just want to give it a try?"
If they are confident, the Ye family is willing to make a desperate move, but if they are not confident, Ye Ling'er is absolutely not willing to let her grandfather suffer again!
Fang Jue took out his hidden hand and made a gesture: "I'm only 99% sure..."
He felt that he should be more modest and leave some room.
"That would be great..."
"Ninety-nine percent? I'm afraid he's too drunk, but even Divine Doctor Huo..."
"Who knows if he is boasting?"
"Let him try, dad can't hold it anymore!" The Ye family members were already sick and rushed to seek medical treatment.
"..."
The old Duke's daughter-in-law said: "How should I treat this sir?"
Fang Jue nodded. He knew that this was a test for him. There was also a doctor in Duke Ye's mansion, and he was in the hall.
The old doctor kept a close eye on Fang Jue, thinking that as long as you talk nonsense, I will expose you mercilessly!
That look in his eyes made Fang Jue smile back.
Fang Juebian said: "The old Duke's disease is not actually any old disease or hidden disease... It's just that he is old, his body bones are too weak, and his immunity to disease is too low..."
"Old man, I wonder if what I said is true?" Fang Jue looked at the old doctor.
He smells like medicine, and his clothes are not expensive. He is the only exception here, so Fang Jue can naturally tell that he is a doctor.
Everyone in the Ye family looked at their old doctor.
The old doctor nodded: "That's true... But the famous doctors who came here before have always meant this. The fact that you can say this shows that you have learned well... But how to treat this?"
The old doctor continued: "The way is natural. The birth, aging, illness and death of the human body are an irresistible process...irreversible..."
Fang Jue nodded slightly, that was indeed the case.
The older a person gets, the worse their physical health will generally be, and the various organs in the body will fail, showing signs of destruction as a whole...the immune system will gradually lose its function, and then die from various complications that are not life-threatening.
Everyone was silent and sad.
Ye Ling'er also looked serious and cried: "They... everyone said that grandpa's end has come and his body will naturally decline. This is God's will that cannot be defied..."
She looked at Fang Jue again: "Sir, if you can really save grandpa, my family will definitely be grateful. You can give me anything you want!"
"Ha..." Fang Jue glanced at her and felt that this girl was not too annoying.
Ye Ling'er misunderstood and thought Fang Jue had ulterior motives. She gritted her teeth and said, "You want me... that's fine!"
"Ahem..." Fang Juecha was at a loss for breath.
I’m just here to show off my skills and pave the way for the future. I didn’t say I wanted to take advantage of you!?
Everyone was also shocked, but no one said anything wrong. If they could save the old prince, they would save the Ye family. It would be a good deal to marry a granddaughter.
"Sir..." Ye Ling'er still didn't know that she had misunderstood. In fact, it was no wonder, she was a famous beauty in Jinling City.
She knows that her greatest asset is herself.
"Ahem... let's not talk about this for now, let's talk about how to cure the disease?" The old father felt a little threatened, but in comparison, he still wanted to save the old man.
The old doctor of the Ye family also looked at Fang Jue: "I have little talent and little knowledge. I only know that nature is irreversible. But as Mr. Cai just said, is there any way you can restore the old man's youth?"
In the opinion of all the doctors, the old prince was destined to die and could only hang his life.
Who says it can be saved, it means that he can reverse the aging process of the human body... If this can be done, it can increase the average age of the entire human race, enough to be called a god!
Fang Jue no longer pretended, and said: "The old prince's old age has led to the current situation. As long as he uses medicine to nurse his body back to health step by step... these concurrent diseases are nothing at all."
"The difficult thing is how to rejuvenate!" The old doctor sighed, feeling that the young man was talking nonsense.
Fang Juedao: "When I came from Emperor Zun Pavilion, I brought the secret medicine from Emperor Zun Pavilion..."
When they heard that it was Emperor Zun Pavilion again, everyone's eyes lit up, feeling that they could be trusted.
"It's just that my methods are a bit strange. I just don't know if I can let you do it."
"Yes, yes, of course, I can trust the medicine from Emperor Zun Pavilion!" The eyes of the old Duke's children were full of hope.
After a while, Fang Jue asked someone to fetch a large medicine box from his carriage.
Under the curious eyes of everyone in the Ye family, Fang Jue opened it, revealing... bottles and jars, and some things that he couldn't understand at all.
"What kind of material is this..." One person pointed to the infusion bag.
Fang Jue said lightly: "Plastic..."
“What is plastic?”
Fang, who didn't want to answer, just said: "Get out of my way, I'm going to do the acupuncture..."
After that, everyone walked away knowingly, suppressing the curiosity in their hearts, and allowed Fang Jue to drag the box to the bedside and do something for him.
"Sir, can you help me?" Ye Linger took the initiative to step forward.
In fact, I am still afraid that if something happens, I can stop it if I get closer.
Fang Jue nodded and said to the surrounding layout: "Remove all the incense except the mugwort, and... the house must be ventilated. As long as there is no strong wind or heavy rain, the windows must be opened."
"Ah?" Everyone was puzzled.
The old doctor felt that he had made a mistake, so he ordered: "My old prince has a weak body, how can he bear the cold wind?"
"I'll let you ventilate as much as you want, talk a lot!" the old Duke's second son snorted. After seeing the strange things in the medicine box, the family inexplicably gained more trust in this young gentleman's medical skills.
The gadgets in the medicine box look very high-end at first glance. They must be produced by Emperor Zun Pavilion!
The things in Emperor Zun Pavilion must be useful and good things. This idea has long been ingrained.
"..." The old doctor gave a resentful look, then motioned to the servants on his left and right to step forward and remove the smoky things.
I went to open the window myself... out of worry, I didn't open all the windows, but only opened the two windows in the middle and partially concealed them.
Fang Jue shook his head. He knew that due to the different times, many ideas could not be communicated to these old doctors immediately, so he did not ask for anything more.
He took out the infusion equipment, arranged it, and hooked it on the clothes hanger next to the bed. It was a wooden human-shaped shelf, used to hold clothes.
He also took out a few bottles of egg white from the medicine cabinet, hung them together with physiological saline, and then began to disinfect the back of the old man's hands with alcohol-iodine povidone.
"Sir!" Fangjue rubbed some liquid on the back of his grandfather's hand and was about to insert the needle, which made Ye Ling'er stare.
The needle is not a silver needle, it is a bit thick, like a tailor's needle.
Fang Jue explained: "The old prince has lost his essence and needs to strengthen his body. These medicines must be injected into his meridians and flesh... This thing can transport these medicines."
"Then why not drink it directly?" Someone questioned, that is, the old doctor.
In this era, there was no concept of infusions and injections. Medications were generally taken or applied externally, and most often acupuncture was done with liquid drops.
"Yes..." Everyone is not a doctor, but they also feel that what their old doctor said makes sense.
Fang Jue shook his head. He knew that the medical foundation in this era was too poor, and there was still a long way to go to revitalize medicine.
"If you drink it directly, it will be digested in the intestines and stomach. If you absorb too little, it will be wasted... and the old man's digestion ability is too poor at the moment, which will waste more medicinal power and may damage his intestines and stomach... Anyway, just listen to me.
Already..."
No matter how many explanations he gave, he still didn't understand. Fang Jue decided to give up because he saw everyone's eyes were still confused.
He stopped explaining and glanced at Ye Linger, and she stopped obstructing him.
A needle was inserted diagonally into the vein on the back of old Guogong's hand, and a trace of blood flowed backward in the needle tube. Fang Jue tore off the medical tape to fix the infusion needle, and the retrograde blood returned to old Guogong's body.
Before the protein is transfused, some saline should be transfused first. After all, people who have never transfused liquids need to let their blood vessels adapt first.
After this series of operations, the old man still had his eyes closed and did not wake up.
Everyone suddenly became suspicious again.
Ye Ling'er glanced over and the two of them looked at each other. Fang Jue knew what she was thinking and explained: "There is no immediate effect... at least it will take a few days of infusion of medicine to slowly adjust..."
Ye Ling'er thought it made sense. If it could be cured directly like this, then Emperor Zun Pavilion would really be the residence of gods.
"Ah?" Everyone felt regretful.
The eldest son of the old Duke said: "Is this... enough?"
"Just losing for half a month will definitely do the trick..." Fang Jue said confidently.
Although Ye Guogong's body's immunity naturally declines, some methods of modern medicine can delay human aging and improve immunity.
Just add some medicine, such as a trace amount of antibiotics... Fang Jue's mouth twitched slightly and his flesh ached a little. These medicines are real treasures!
Of course, he could not change his destiny against the will of heaven. With Ye Guogong's body and bones, even if he survived, Fang Jue estimated that he would not be able to live another ten or eight years.
How long you can live depends on how much face God gives you...