The decoction to reduce fever took effect. That night, the patient subsided.

Cheng Jinrong guarded the first half of the night and licorice guarded the second half of the night. At dawn, the patient began to get hot all over again. What's worse, the wound that had not yet healed began to slowly bleed.

Cheng Jinrong only slept for two hours at night, with blood in his eyes and his voice no longer clear as before, but he was still calm: "Go and make another bowl of anti-fever medicine."

The patient was in a coma with a high fever and it became extremely difficult to feed the medicine. He could only pinch the patient's chin, make him open his mouth, and slowly fill the medicine in.

Half of the soup was taken, and half overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

The brown decoction dripped onto the bedding, like half of dry blood, and it was shocking to see.

Cheng Jinrong applied medicine to the patient and stopped bleeding and bandaged him again.

Licorice started to fight on the side and whispered: "Miss, let me leave these things."

Cheng Jinrong didn't raise his head either: "You are too strong, and you don't have any weight. I'll do it."

Licorice: “…”

Licorice has to stop her mouth.

In fact, at this time, it depends on whether the patient has a strong will to survive and whether he can survive. It doesn’t matter whether the doctor is by the side or not.

Cheng Jinrong has not left her step and has been by the patient's side.

...

On this day, Cheng Jinrong had not entered the palace.

Du Tidian could not delay it, so he went to the palace to ask Emperor Xuanhe for peace.

No matter how many thoughts you have, you cannot reveal any of them in front of the emperor. Otherwise, it would be a serious crime that offends the emperor. Du Tidian walked in the palace for twenty years and naturally knew the benefits and interests.

Xuanhe Di Su's disease occurs frequently, greatly damageing the dragon's vitality. Recently, there are occasionally symptoms of hematuria, and the appetite is getting worse day by day.

After Du Ti took the pulse, he thought for a long time before prescribing the prescription.

Emperor Xuanhe had only a few close eunuchs with confidant close-ups around him, and asked coldly: "Du Tell me, what is my illness? Can the prescription you prescribe to cure my illness?"

Du Tidian was covered in cold sweat on his back, but his face was confident and calm: "The emperor's illness is difficult to cure for the time being, but the prescription prescribed by Weichen can regulate the emperor's dragon body and alleviate the onset of chronic diseases."

During this period, Du Tidian has been studying Emperor Xuanhe's illness.

The conclusion is that it is indeed impossible to cure if you don’t open your abdomen.

However, even though you know the pathology and with Du Tidian's superb medical skills, it is not difficult to prescribe some prescriptions to alleviate the disease.

Emperor Xuanhe glanced at Du Ti and said lightly: "I said I will give you half a year and I will not break my promise. Don't worry, I will not cut off your head within the past half year."

Du Tidian also had cold sweats on his forehead, and expressed his loyalty and determination in fear. Before Emperor Xuanhe was impatient and angry, he left. After leaving the Baohe Palace, Du Tidian's palms were also cold sweat.

Being with the king is like a tiger.

Only Du Ti knew the taste of it himself.

The shocked Du Tidian stood outside Baohe Hall for a moment.

One of the dozen imperial guards guarding outside the hall suddenly came over and reached out to help Du Tidian: "Please stand firm by your side, Lord Tidian."

Fainting outside Baohe Hall is also a serious offense to offend the emperor.

Du Ti calmed down and smiled at the tall and handsome young man: "Thank you, Captain He."

He Qi smiled, and when Du Tidian stood firm, he asked softly: "Did Medical Officer Cheng not enter the palace today?"

Du Tidou: "..."

It turned out that it was the peach blossoms brought by the beloved disciple.

Du Tidian glanced at He Qi deeply: "She has delayed something."

Something is wrong?

What's wrong?

What is more important than going to the palace to take care of Queen Pei?

He Qi thought of it, but he did not ask more questions. First, there were too many people and it was not advisable to speak too much. Second, even if he asked, Du mentioned that this cunning old fox would not tell the truth.

Eunuch Li, who had been waiting outside the hall, smiled and walked forward: "Sir Tidi, the Empress sends us to ask, why didn't the medical officer enter the palace today?"

He Qi had long ears.

Pei Zhang, who was not far away, also looked over.

I have a lot of peach blossoms from my beloved disciples.

Du Tidian said to Eunuch Li cordially: "There is indeed an inside story in this matter. Please let Eunuch Li talk in one step."

He Qi: "..."

Pei Zhang: "..."

...

Eunuch Li quickly returned to Jiaofang Palace to report: "Go back to the Empress, I mentioned that there is a patient with a very serious illness, and only Medical Medical Officer can treat it. Therefore, it will take a day or two before he can enter the palace to wait for the disease. Please do not mind."

In fact, if you are more serious, it is the guilt of neglecting the queen.

What patient is more important than serving the queen?

Fortunately, Queen Pei didn't mind at all, so she specially ordered Eunuch Li to go to Du Tadian to deliver oral orders.

It would be okay for Medical Officer Cheng to enter the palace again in two days.

Du Tidian breathed a sigh of relief, and his evaluation of Cheng Jinrong reached a higher level. The Empress really favored Cheng Jinrong.

No matter what method you use, it is worthy of praise if you have this ability.

Two days later, Du Tidian returned to the house.

What was waiting for Du to mention was the bad news that the patient finally couldn't get through.

Cheng Jinrong was in for two days and two nights, with a lot of blood in his black eyes and a little hoarse voice: "...The high fever has not subsided, and he has taken the medicine four times. By the fifth time, he could not feed a drop. The wound has not healed and has been bleeding slowly."

"A hour ago, the patient closed his eyes."

This is absolutely bad news!

Du Tidian sat down slowly and closed his eyes.

Cheng Jinrong is right, not all patients can survive the treatment of open abdominal distension.

If this elderly, weak and almost unable to walk, if he only took some decoctions, he would probably last for a few more months. The treatment of the abdomen was unable to save his life, which made him go to the underground of Huangquan earlier.

Even if he is 100% sure, he dare not use surgical treatment on the emperor. What's more, it's not 10% yet, and there is still a risk of failure in treatment...

But in addition, what other ways can cure the symptoms of Emperor Xuanhe?

Half a year has passed, and the remaining time is less than five months. Can he come up with a safe way?

All kinds of thoughts are intertwined in my mind.

Du Tidian sighed silently and opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was Cheng Jinrong's silent gaze.

Du Tidian finally smiled bitterly: "Jinrong, are you blaming your teacher for being too utilitarian and too anxious to waste the lives of the patient?"

Cheng Jinrong was silent for a moment before saying, "Don't have such a thing again in the future."

Du Tidian did not care about Cheng Jinrong's "offensive" and nodded: "Okay. I promised you that in the future, I will first explain the treatment methods and possible risks. It is up to the patients to decide whether to see a doctor."

The sharp blade hanging on Du Ti’s nod would fall when it would fall. Du Ti’s willing to make such a promise, and finally he was a little conscientious.
Chapter completed!