Chapter five hundred and seventy fourth prescription for three-year-old children
Xie Yao watched Chu Han's back disappear behind the curtain, and said again speechlessly, "Others are avoiding Huachen disease. I am ordered to treat the disease and I have to go. Why do you have to follow me?"
"I will accompany you." Chu Han's firm voice came from the carriage.
Xie Yao knew that she couldn't persuade Chu Han, so she gave up, got on the carriage, and took out a mask.
"When we arrive at Prince Mu's Mansion later, we must wear this the whole time." She handed over the mask.
Chu Han recognized it as a mask and looked deeply, "Didn't you say that you need to have skin-to-skin contact with the Shepherd King to be infected?"
"Everyone in the world knows that Prince Mu is suffering from the disease, and everyone knows that the disease is contagious. If we don't wear masks when we enter Prince Mu's palace, wouldn't everyone think that we are also infected with the disease?" Xie Yao said.
explain.
Emperor Zhaochu knew clearly that the disease was contagious, but he still issued an order for her to be treated. When he issued the order, he did not mention anything about her self-protection. His intentions were obvious.
Naturally, she would not comply with Emperor Zhaochu's wishes.
When Chu Ye was treated for tuberculosis, she wouldn't have contracted it, let alone now.
Chu Han listened to Xie Yao's statement and then put the mask away.
After arriving at the gate of Prince Mu's Mansion, Xie Yao took out two more masks and gave one to each of Ziqing and Wu Peiya. "Put them on before entering the mansion, and you can only take them off after leaving! They must be worn at all times in Prince Mu's Mansion."
"Yes." Ziqing and Wu Peiya immediately put on their masks.
After everyone put on their masks, the group entered the Mu Wang Mansion and came to the courtyard where Mu Wang was.
When Chu Mu heard the noise coming from the courtyard, he immediately raised his voice and said, "Is it Princess Han here? Come in quickly and diagnose my illness!"
"King Mu, it's me." Xie Yao stood on the spot and responded with an indifferent expression.
"Since it's you, why don't you come in quickly and diagnose this king!" Chu Mu urged in an urgent voice.
He has been tortured almost crazy by the small wound that has been bleeding!
"The diagnosis is not urgent. As for the room of King Mu, I won't go in." Xie Yao first looked around and asked the servants in the courtyard: "Do you know where to put a table in the courtyard?"
The servant didn't know what Princess Han meant, and subconsciously pointed to a place, "Qi, Princess Han, this is the place."
Chu Mu was in the room. Hearing that Xie Yao was not going to come in, Chu Mu suddenly looked angrily, "Don't come in? How can you diagnose my illness if you don't come in?"
Xie Yao didn't answer, and asked the servants of Mu Wang's Mansion to set up a table, and then tried it again. After making sure that the table was stable, he replied to the room: "Don't worry, Mu Wang. As a doctor, I naturally have
Find a way to diagnose King Mu's pulse."
"King Mu also knows that you are suffering from the disease, which is highly contagious. I am here to treat King Mu, not to catch the disease, so naturally I cannot enter the house."
When Chu Mu heard this, he felt like someone was pumping air into his chest. He was about to burst with anger. He suppressed his anger and said: "Princess Han! You are a doctor and you are well versed in medical science! When you treated King Chen for tuberculosis,
You have never been infected, so why did you become infected when you came to this king?"
"That's different." Xie Yao took out the silk thread from the medicine box and untied it while saying: "Prince Chen's tuberculosis is clean. Even if I accidentally catch it due to improper protection, I can cure it myself. I don't have to worry about others saying
What."
"But your hay fever is an internal disease! King Mu knows better than me how to get the disease! As a female prostitute, if I suffer from hay fever, I can't say anything about it! What's more, I'm a doctor, how can I treat people in the future?
sick?"
When Chu Mu heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to rush out immediately and give Xie Yao a beating!
What is a dirty disease? How come he knows it better than Xie Yao!
"Xie Yao, shut your mouth for me!" He shouted angrily in a cold voice.
Chu Han's lips curled up slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly thought that Xie Yao made the right choice by accepting the imperial edict.
In this way, we are not disobeying the imperial edict, but we are also very happy, which is indeed good.
Ziqing and Wu Peiya were originally a little afraid of getting sick and felt a little heavy. After hearing what the princess said, they both suppressed laughter and felt much more relaxed.
"Tie the silk thread to King Mu's wrist." Xie Yao found one end of the silk thread, gave it to a servant, and then said to the room: "King Mu, I asked someone to send in a piece of silk thread to tie it to your wrist."
On my wrist. You may not have heard, but I am proficient in the long-lost art of pulse diagnosis with suspensory threads."
"I have heard of it!" Chu Mu's voice was cold.
"It's good to hear it." Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
The so-called hanging silk pulse diagnosis was just a method of pulse diagnosis that she had heard of before. She didn't even know whether it existed. Since Chu Mu said he had heard of it, it would be easy to handle.
After the servants tied the silk thread, she sat at the table, put her fingers on the silk thread, and began to diagnose the pulse.
The eyes of everyone around him were staring at him, dumbfounded!
It's actually possible to diagnose the pulse with silk thread? This is amazing!
Everyone looked at Xie Yao with eyes filled with admiration!
Such medical skills are absolutely top-notch in Wanqi Kingdom, and Princess Han possesses such superb medical skills at such a young age, her future is limitless!
Chu Han looked at Xie Yao's occasionally moving fingers, and the corners of his lips slowly raised.
The silk thread was loose a few times just now, not stretched. How to diagnose the pulse?
After a while, Xie Yao took off his hand and threw the thread away in disgust, "King Mu, with all due respect, your condition is very serious and you are terminally ill. There is no cure for you. Please forgive me and accept the change."
"After all, I am here to treat you on an order. Although I cannot cure your disease, I can still prescribe you some medicine to delay your pain."
"Princess Han, please check my pulse carefully again and don't jump to any conclusions!" Although Chu Mu's voice was still a little cold, it was much calmer than before.
Xie Yao still didn't hear anything, so he asked his servants to get a pen and paper, and wrote a prescription on the paper, "Follow this prescription and brew it. When the King Mu is in pain, he will take it and it will have some effect."
The servant took it, glanced at it subconsciously, paused, and twitched the corners of his mouth.
He couldn't read, but he recognized this prescription because he had seen it countless times. Not to mention the pharmacy apprentice, even he could easily prescribe this prescription.
Princess Han has superb medical skills, why did she prescribe this prescription?
"Take it to King Mu to have a look." Xie Yao ordered and started to pack up her things and prepare to leave.
The servant hesitated for a moment, then took the prescription in and showed it to the prince.
The next moment, Chu Mu's roar erupted in the room, "Xie Yao, how dare you fool me! This prescription can be prescribed to a three-year-old child. What I want is a good cure!"
"A three-year-old child can make prescriptions, which proves that it is suitable for all ages and is useful! If King Mu dislikes it, just don't use it." Xie Yao finished packing the things and stood up directly, "I have done everything I can do. I will go in now.
I will meet my father in the palace and report your situation so that my father can allow you to leave the capital to rest as soon as possible."
"After all, you don't have much time left. If you choose a quiet place, you still have a chance to live a little longer."