Datang romantic little landlord

Empress Changsun was helpless, shed tears and was carefully supported by a group of maids and servants, and returned to Lizheng Hall.

At this time, Li Wangyou was tangled in his heart. Judging from Li Chengqian's current situation, it was obvious that Feng Yu and the doctor of Shangyao Bureau had made a correct diagnosis, and it should be acute appendicitis caused by suddenly eating too many cold drinks.

He vaguely remembered that he once read a report that a certain hospital had received more than 20 cases of acute appendicitis in just two months, most of whom were teenagers aged 15 to [-].

The reason is that they eat too many cold drinks in summer, so the public should be reminded not to give children too many cold drinks in summer.

Acute appendicitis in later generations requires surgery, but this is in Datang, who can perform surgery on Li Chengqian?

Li Wangyou thought he didn't have this ability.

He watched some time-travel TV dramas where the main character could cut people open with a knife regardless of 21 or [-], and found it extremely absurd.

If it is so simple and can save lives, does it still take five years to study clinical majors in medical school?

If you give Li Wangyou a scalpel and let him go to the operating table, then it is better to inform the patient's family directly, and the funeral will be more enjoyable.

But if there is no operation, the chance of Li Chengqian's survival is probably extremely slim.Let him do nothing, just watch Li Chengqian die like this, Li Wangyou is afraid that his conscience will not be at ease in his life.

Neither is it left, nor is it right, which made Li Wangyou so aggrieved that he almost wanted to bang his head against a pillar.

When he was struggling, his hand suddenly touched the waistband without notice, and the objects inside reminded him.

Li Wangyou couldn't help but his eyes lit up...

401 Chengqian can still be saved!

Li Wangyou touched a few pieces of crystals inside the scorpion.

These crystals were entrusted to him by Medicine King Sun Simiao and asked him to help him make microscopes.When I came to Chang'an City today, Li Wangyou brought it with me, planning to go to the east and west cities after leaving the palace, to find out if there is a shop that specializes in grinding crystals.

When he touched these crystals, he thought of the old Taoist Sun Simiao.

Although Sun Simiao did not know how to perform appendicitis surgery, just looking at the time when the old man cut off the carrion from Niu Yong's wound and stitched up the wound, he knew that at least Sun Simiao had some surgical skills.

Moreover, since Sun Simiao knew even the art of debridement, suture, and bandage, he might not be able to give it a try and ask Sun Simiao to operate on Li Chengqian.At least it was better than watching Li Chengqian die in agony in front of him.

However, the risk of this matter is also great.

In case Sun Simiao failed the operation and Li Er blamed him, he would not be able to bear the blame.What's more, it's unheard of to open a person's stomach for surgery, Li Er, would he be willing?Sun Simiao must agree?

Li Wangyou hesitated again and again, and opened his mouth for a long time, but he didn't know how to express his thoughts to Li Er.

When he was hesitating, he heard Feng Yu from the Shangyao Bureau whispering to Li Er: "Your Majesty, I have already administered golden needles to His Royal Highness, and the decoction has been infused. But His Royal Highness's pulse is getting faster and faster. It's getting weaker and weaker, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it won't be possible to recover. I'm waiting for death, please make preparations early..."

Hearing this, Li Er couldn't help shaking his body, and a line of muddy tears rolled down.

He heard Feng Yuhe from Shangyao Bureau said that his eldest son was suffering from intestinal ulcer, and he had already guessed the result in his heart.

Li Er sadly sat beside Li Chengqian's bed, stretched out his hand to hold Li Chengqian's hot little hand due to fever, and then ordered in a hoarse voice for a long time: "If the crown prince dies, don't tell the queen for now. The queen is pregnant, it is not appropriate at this time Excited, do you understand?"

"No." Inside the Xiande Hall, the eunuchs and maids knelt on the ground, and weeping could be heard from time to time.There was an air of mourning in the hall, as if Li Chengqian had died.

Up to now, Li Wangyou didn't want to think too much, and suddenly said: "Uncle, Chengqian is still saved!"

Startled by his words, Li Er suddenly raised his head, stared at him and asked word by word: "Ziyou, what did you say?"

"I said Chengqian can still be saved!"

"Ziyou, do you know medical skills? How to treat it? Tell me quickly." Li Er grabbed Li Wangyou's shoulder and said anxiously.

Li Wangyou shook his head: "My nephew doesn't know medical skills, but the old god Sun Simiao does! Uncle forgot, the old god Sun is now in the microcosm of Dingzhou Village."

Li Er was stunned when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed: "Zi You, why didn't you remind me earlier? Someone, quickly go to Dingzhou Village, Hu County, and recruit Sun Simiao into the palace to save the crown prince!"

"Uncle, others are afraid that they will not know the way and waste time. My family's part is outside the palace, let him go."

Li Er nodded: "I asked the imperial guards and servants in the palace to go with him, hurry up! The horses in the palace are galloping, and the royal road on Suzaku Street is galloping!"

Li Wangyou nodded: "My nephew still has some things that I need to bring from my family to save Chengqian."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed a servant and asked for a pen and paper, quickly wrote some necessary things on it, and handed it to the servant and eunuch.

Following Li Er's order, immediately the palace guards and eunuchs rushed out of the palace gate.

After joining Niu Wu, several healthy horses ran straight up the spacious royal road in the center of Zhuque Street, and galloped southward all the way.

"Uncle, don't worry, Old Immortal Sun will definitely save Cheng Qian." Li Wangyou comforted.

"I hope so, hey..." Li Er sighed, facing the intestinal carbuncle, even though Li Er was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on Sun Simiao.

In the Xiande Hall, Geng Fengyu's face became a little ugly after Li Wangyou mentioned Sun Simiao's name.

As the highest official of the Shangyao Bureau and an official under the fifth rank of the Tang Dynasty, he didn't like Sun Simiao.

On the one hand, his colleagues are enemies, and Sun Simiao's reputation among the people is much higher than him; on the other hand, Sun Simiao once threatened his position. , and handed over Shangyao Bureau to Sun Simiao, but Sun Simiao refused.

Since then, Sun Simiao has become the last name Geng Fengyu wants to hear.

Now that the crown prince is critically ill and the Shangyao Bureau is helpless, Hu Xianzi actually recommends Sun Simiao to Li Er at this time, and Geng Fengyu can't help but feel troubled.

He couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, forgive me for your bold words. Even Sun Simiao may not be able to cure His Highness the Crown Prince. This intestinal carbuncle is an incurable disease. Apart from the legend, the genius doctor Hua Tuo can cure the intestinal tract." Carbuncle, I have never heard of anyone suffering from intestinal carbuncle that can be revived. According to the medical records of Hua Tuo's magical prescription for treating intestinal carbuncle, the officials have decocted and taken the medicine according to this prescription, and took it for His Royal Highness, but it did not work. I am afraid... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Wangyou couldn't help but interrupted: "Shut up! You're just incompetent, and you've been making noises about His Highness being hopeless, what do you mean?"

This Geng Fengyu has always been like a crow, saying that Li Chengqian is hopeless, and asking Li Er to prepare for the funeral in advance, which has already made Li Wangyou very irritable.

Now people are going to invite Sun Simiao, and he is babbling here again, saying that Sun Simiao can't cure Li Chengqian, it really makes people want to beat him up.

Originally Li Er kicked Geng Fengyu, Li Wangyou thought it was not easy for the old man, but now he felt that Li Er kicked Geng Fengyu too lightly.

"You, how can you humiliate this old man? Mr. Huxian, this old man is also an official of the fifth grade. He has been a doctor for more than [-] years and has countless survivors. How can he be incompetent?" Geng Fengyu heard Li Wangyou's words, Immediately fried hair general.

He knelt down to Li Er again, tearing up with grievances, "Your Majesty knows that since I took over the Shangyao Bureau, I dare not slack off in the slightest. I naturally hope that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be healthy, but this intestinal ulcer is hard to cure. Doctor, it's not because the minister is incompetent, please Your Majesty look into it."

Li Er was feeling irritable at this time, even though he knew that intestinal carbuncle was an incurable disease, but as Li Chengqian's father, how could he not have a glimmer of hope in his heart?

He naturally hoped that as Li Wangyou said, Sun Simiao could save his eldest son.

"Okay, what's the use of talking about it now? Continue to treat the prince, and discuss everything after Sun Simiao arrives."

Li Er's words made Geng Fengyu speechless, so he could only shut up, but he looked at Li Wangyou with a bit of resentment.

Of course Li Wangyou didn't bother to pay attention to Geng Fengyu, he walked to the side, stretched out his hand to beckon an eunuch, and gave orders in a low voice.

His words made the servant look a little hesitant.But looking at the restless Li Er, he didn't dare to report, so he could only agree, turned around and walked outside the hall...

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