There are many causes of febrile convulsions. Ye An's simple observation found that Zhao Xin's high fever symptoms were mostly caused by respiratory infection. He couldn't help but sit on the edge. During this period, poor Zhao Xin kept coughing and wheezing.
Based on Ye An's knowledge level, it was probably an acute upper respiratory tract infection. In later generations, there was another familiar name, "cold"...
Don't underestimate this "minor illness" that is the most common in the eyes of future generations and does not even require a visit to the hospital. In the long history of mankind, in an era without antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, this little cold has taken away countless lives.
If the number of lives was completely counted, the number of people who died from colds would probably be several times that of the Black Death.
Reduce the fever first, then treat the disease. This is the best treatment plan given by Ye An. If the high fever continues, it may cause the child to have another convulsion. He has no distracting thoughts about this innocent child.
"Go to Xinlingfang to get some alcohol, hurry!" Ye An turned around and ordered Chen Tong.
Chen Tong was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What is alcohol?"
"Go if you are told, and someone will help you if you go!" Chen Tong immediately rushed out of Gyeongbokgung Palace after hearing this. He didn't want the people below to waste time, so he went there himself.
At this time, Cao Wan did not care about his superiority or inferiority, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Does Marquis Ye have a way to cure him?"
How could Ye An dare to vouch for it? He could only say: "In my opinion, it is probably lung heat caused by wind and cold. It attacks the Tianshu at the top and the lungs at the bottom. As a result, the prince has a high fever that does not go away. It also attacks the throat, leading to coughing and wheezing.
Non-stop.”
Cao Wan looked a little suspicious: "Why doesn't the imperial doctor's medicine work?"
Ye An was helpless. It would be useless to explain too much at this time. Colds are mostly caused by viral infections, especially in the current season of spring and summer. As for the efficacy of medicine... just look at the medicines prescribed by Sun Zhao and others.
Yes, they are all neutral and peaceful, mainly used to dispel cold. How can they have any symptomatic effect?
"There is nothing wrong with the imperial doctor's combination of medicine. It mainly focuses on sweating and attacking Qi, but it is difficult to treat the root cause. It also needs to dissipate heat..."
Cao Wan had read poetry and books, and even dabbled in medical skills. Hearing this, he became even more suspicious. But looking at Zhao Xin's clenched face, he could only believe Ye An's words at the moment. He glanced at the screen in the palace and nodded slightly and said: "
It all depends on Ye Hou’s treatment!”
How could Ye An not know that Zhao Zhen had been hiding behind the screen, sighing helplessly in his heart, everyone said that the emperor's power was ruthless, but now it seems that it is really the case.
In order to test myself, I did not forget to hide behind the screen to see if I was willing to save his child...
Chen Tong brought the alcohol as if his butt was on fire. This was the first time he had heard of this thing. However, when he arrived at the Hou Mansion and told him about it, the concierge of the Hou Mansion took a bottle from the ear room and claimed that the entire Hou Mansion was
There is no difference when using this thing. Although he still took a bottle from Qin Mumu's hand, it seems to be no different from the one in the hands of the veteran.
After taking the alcohol, Ye An asked the palace servants to wipe Zhao Xin's body, mainly on the forehead, armpits, crotch, etc. Although it was for reducing fever and cooling, he did not dare to use it on a large area.
The role of medicine is secondary. Treatment mainly relies on the person's own immune system, whether it was during the Song Dynasty or thousands of years later.
Sure enough, after wiping for a while, Zhao Xin's body temperature came down. This change surprised everyone in Gyeongbokgung Palace. Everyone present knew that high fever was what caused the prince to have convulsions, and convulsions can be fatal!
The moment Zhao Xin's body temperature dropped, Ye An seemed to hear everyone in the hall let out a long sigh of relief, including Zhao Zhen behind the screen.
Once the body temperature has dropped, Sun Zhao can take over. Ye An believes that he is better at treating colds than he is, but he just doesn't know how to reduce fever and eliminate the possibility of convulsions as much as possible. He even says he knows but doesn't dare.
Use it on the prince.
When Zhao Xin was handed over to Sun Zhao, the guy's eyes were full of gratitude. If there was really anything wrong with Zhao Xin, then his job at Shang Yao Bureau would be basically over, and his life would even be in danger.
He just wanted to pass the matter off to others. If others can relieve the prince's fever after taking over, then it will be his business. If not, it is not his responsibility. The officials of the Song Dynasty have always been like this. They only do the most correct thing.
As long as you do the right thing, all the responsibilities have nothing to do with you...
So now that Ye An has come to his senses, maybe the premature death of the children of the old Zhao family was not a conspiracy, but maybe it was caused by the damn Song Dynasty system!
Ye An could tell from Zhao Xin's gradually calming breathing that the prince of the old Zhao family had been saved. The three-year-old Zhao Xin should be able to grow up after this experience.
But at this time, Ye An was a little confused. He was sitting alone on the brocade stool, watching the royal doctor busy, and watching Cao Wan sitting by the bed, feeding the medicine in person. He didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.
Zhao Xin survived, but is there still the matter of Song Renzong adopting his nephew? Or will there still be Emperor Shenzong?
After Zhao Xin's physical condition stabilized, Sun Zhao was able to calmly take medicine and make plans for the palace people on how to take care of the prince: "Take warm and tonic decoction once every two hours. The prince is young, so he should use more medicine and food to stabilize his food. Every four hours."
Use Xuanfei decoction once to relieve the prince's cough, and it will definitely get better in two days!"
At this time, what he said was quite certain, and the many years of clinical experience were not in vain. Since he dared to say such things to Cao Wan, it meant that Zhao Xin had overcome the difficulties.
Febrile convulsions are one of the most fatal diseases in children, so Sun Zhao did not dare to use medicine casually, let alone Ye An's drastic antipyretic method.
Cao Wan glared at Sun Zhao. She didn't know why these imperial doctors were helpless before, and her dissatisfaction with them was naturally written on her face.
If the official had not told her before that the imperial doctor would do his best to treat the patient and would not punish the doctor, she would have sent all these cowardly people to jail!
Looking back, she saw Ye An, who had been keeping a close eye on Zhao Xin. At this moment, a thought flashed through Cao Wan's mind. Maybe he, Ye An, was reincarnated as Lord Shixing and could bring happiness and protection to the Song Dynasty? Or maybe he had this
With the presence of the God of Killing on the battlefield, all the evil spirits such as the Five Plague Ghosts retreated and they did not dare to approach?!
"Reporting to the saint, the prince is in no serious condition at the moment. I retire!" A group of imperial doctors wished they had four legs and disappeared into Gyeongbokgung Palace as fast as possible. Ye An was stunned to see that these old guys were really running.
So fast!
As a foreign minister, it is unreasonable to stay in the emperor's palace. Now that the foreign ministers have left, why don't you leave and wait to be impeached by the censor?
"I have also resigned, and there is still water sitting at home..." Ye An was stopped by a voice just as he took a step forward: "Ye Hou is planning to leave now? You don't want to talk to me when you come here?"
Ye An smiled bitterly, knowing that he could not leave easily. He thought that Zhao Zhen would not show up, but he did not expect that he still came out. Since the emperor called, Ye An naturally could not leave, and respectfully saluted: "I pay homage to your majesty!"
Zhao Zhen waved his hand, then looked back at Zhao Xin, who was breathing calmly, and then pulled Ye An out of the gate of Gyeongbokgung Palace and said: "I have to rely on Ye Qing for help today. I have a sense of friendship in my heart. If I don't come to court today, all the ministers will come to court."
We are discussing matters in the northwest, and secondly, I would like to ask you to participate in more military affairs!"
“I don’t dare to speak nonsense about affairs in the northwest!”
Zhao Zhen frowned slightly and sighed loudly: "Ye Qing doesn't want to help me?! Or maybe the northwest also has interests..."
"Officials be careful what they say!"
"Then why don't you want to help me?"
"I must avoid suspicion!"
Seeing Ye An kneeling on the ground, Zhao Zhen felt no relief at all. On the surface, he wanted to maintain this situation where the emperor and his ministers had no doubts, but deep down, he always wanted to beat him.
In fact, both parties understand the other's thoughts, and only the last layer of face remains intact...