Chapter 222 The World Without Me Schisandra
In the palace of Fusi, the imperial physicians quickly browsed the vast amount of medical books.
The doctors of Yanjing sent several century-old doctors for consultation, but there was nothing they could do.
The longer the time dragged on, the closer Concubine Si was to the abyss of danger.
A doctor risked being beheaded and said: "Your Majesty, for the present plan, we can only take the baby by caesarean section. The mother's amniotic fluid is exhausted, and if she doesn't give birth, the baby will be in danger."
An imperial doctor held up a medical book and shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, caesarean section is feasible. It is recorded in the "Book of Fetal Birth" of the Great Zhou Dynasty that both mother and child are safe."
Emperor Yanwu's pupils constricted, he couldn't imagine that the knife rested on Aifei's delicate skin, and she could bear it. "In this case, who will operate it?"
Neither the doctor nor the imperial physician had any experience in this field. Besides, the one whose belly was cut was the most beloved concubine of today's emperor. The difference of one knife is a serious crime that implicates the nine clans.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty invites you to enter." The nun in charge of Fusi Palace said tremblingly.
"Nonsense, the emperor is golden and precious, how can he enter the delivery room?" The queen mother leaned on the ground with her crested cane, and she was very angry.
It is reasonable to say that the delivery room is a **** and murderous place, and Emperor Yanwu, who is the emperor, should not enter it, but at this moment, life and death are at stake, and he can't care about so much. "Mother, it's getting colder and colder. Mother, please go back to the palace to rest. My son will only take a look." After finishing speaking, he lifted the corner of the dragon robe and was anxious to enter the palace.
Coincidentally, Dou An came. "Your Majesty, the ministers who have negotiated peace with the Song Kingdom have completed their work and have been waiting in Tianyuan Hall for more than four hours. Do you..."
Emperor Yanwu just remembered that there is such a big event. The humerus of the country can't be chilled, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "Reward, a lot of rewards. In this way, they will all be sent to the side hall of Fusi Palace, and my beloved concubine will also be happy with all the ministers."
Pingan incense was burning in the inner hall to cover up the smell of blood, and the midwife was carrying a basin of blood outside, fearing that the emperor would see this scene. The beautiful concubine Si of the past is gone, only a weak, tired and pitiful woman.
"Your Majesty... my concubine is coughing and coughing, it probably won't work." Hidden in his throat, Emperor Yanwu was in a trance and palpitations.
He suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, there was also a woman who was so beautiful that she died in front of him. He is the emperor, but he can't give the woman he loves peace and health. No, the tragedy cannot be repeated, he does not allow it.
"Aifei, you will be fine. There are many imperial physicians and doctors outside, and they have already worked out countermeasures." Emperor Yanwu walked to the bed, hugging the weakened concubine.
"Are they...are they going to cut open the concubine's stomach?" What kind of voice was that, full of endless pathos and despair.
In this world, is there anyone who survived with their stomachs separated? Luan Si didn't know. "Your majesty, please grant me my death. Ah Si is forever grateful for meeting the emperor."
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Emperor Yanwu came out of the inner hall in a daze, and all the ministers were waiting in the side hall.
Including Yi Zhaoxian, Ying Zhexun, Zheyu and Yiying envoys. Yi Zhaoxian reported the results of the peace talks and submitted a draft bill.
"It is God's will in my Dayan. This time, Young Master Zheyu defeated the Regent of the Song Dynasty, raised my country's prestige, and fought for the most beneficial plan for my Dayan. Please take a look at it, Your Majesty."
This was originally a great joy, but because of the concubine Si's affairs, Emperor Yanwu was listless.
Ying Zhexun saw the frowning Emperor Yanwu, and said: "Your Majesty, I know a genius doctor, who can be said to have rejuvenated his hands. I originally planned to recommend her to treat the queen mother's eye diseases."
Just one sentence, all eyes in the field were on Ying Zhexun, and Zhe Yu's gaze was like a knife. Ying Zhexun subconsciously felt a chill down his spine.
"Which miracle doctor is King Xun talking about?"
Ying Zhexun coughed, "Your Majesty, this miracle doctor, after taking the black-stalk snake wine made by her for many years, I have improved greatly. I also heard that the dendrobium scented tea obtained on Bu Shilang's birthday, It was also brewed by this genius doctor. Oh, even the golden sore medicine for the Ministry of War was made by this genius doctor."
Every time Ying Zhexun said a word, he felt the cool wind on his back aggravating. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhe Yu, who had already looked into the thick, inextricable night.
Ying Zhexun looked at Zhe Yu, "The genius doctor, the genius doctor is Zhe Yu's wife, she...she should still be in Wanzhou."
"Why didn't you say it earlier. He is in Wanzhou, how did my beloved concubine and the emperor wait so long?" Emperor Yanwu shouted hysterically, "Wait, Zhe Yu, the emperor realized that the genius doctor belonged to Zhe Yu." lady. "Zhe Yu, do you have a wife? Or a genius doctor? Can you... bring her to Wanzhou?"
Emperor Yanwu's voice was trembling. At that moment, he was not a high-ranking emperor, but a husband and father.
Zhe Yu stared at Emperor Yan Wu, and a scene from twelve years ago suddenly flashed in his mind.
He is like an executioner, wanting to slaughter all imperial physicians and doctors in the world. It's just that things are different, and it's other women who are on his mind.
"My wife is indeed a medical girl. But the majestic hospital can't treat my mother, how can she be treated as a little medical girl?"
In fact, there was a voice from the eunuch: "The Song Guohonglu Temple Minister is asking to see you."
"What's the matter with Song Guohongyu Temple?" Emperor Yanwu asked.
"Report to Your Majesty, Honglu Temple Minister Da Yan brought a miracle doctor from the Song Dynasty on his mission to Dayan, who claimed to be able to induce labor for women."
At this time, any news about the genius doctor can make Emperor Yanwu excited. Like a drowning man, he grasped at the straw for life. "Please, please come in."
Pei Xianzhi, minister of Honglu Temple, brought a doctor in his thirties into the room.
And Zhe Yu recognized the "miracle doctor" at a glance.
Twelve years ago, this man not only failed to save his mother, but also deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors. For his own safety, he used his master as a shield.
Schisandra.
I already knew that he had defected to Song State, but I didn't expect him to have the courage to step into Dayan Palace again.
Schisandra had a pair of hanging triangular eyes and extremely thin lips. He saw a cross-handed salute and said, "Your Majesty Emperor Yan, I took the lead in the matter of the woman's induced labor. Both the woman and the fetus are safe. It's just that the mother Take some pain."
Emperor Yanwu stepped down from his seat, walked around Schisandra chinensis, pointed his fingers, and snorted coldly, "I remember you. Back then, you spoke wildly and were able to save Zhao'er. But you didn't do it. Who gave it to you?" Your guts, do you think I dare not look at the head on your neck?"
Schisandra was overwhelmed by the emperor's awe, and took a step back. Before he could explain, Pei Xianzhi had already stood up, "Your Majesty Emperor Yan, we have come with sincerity and kindness. Even if His Majesty doesn't trust us, we just leave."
Schisandra's eyes flashed a trace of unwillingness, and he suddenly stood up from behind Pei Xianzhi, his triangular eyes bursting out, full of fanaticism. "Your Majesty, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. I didn't save my mother back then, it was because the medicine stone was unable to return to heaven, even Daluo Jinxian couldn't save it. In the past ten years, I have never stopped improving my medical skills, Your Majesty How can I look at me today with old eyes. It doesn’t matter if your majesty can’t believe me, but I’m afraid that in this world, except for me, Schisandra, no one will dare to operate on your mother, and no one will be able to save your mother. Whether your mother will live or die , only in your Majesty's mind."
Emperor Yanwu was speechless for a while. He knew that he didn't have much time to waste, and he had to make a decision immediately.
At this moment, Oriha stood up.
"Your Majesty, it would be too absolute to say that there is only one person who can save the empress at this time, and that is Schisandra. Zhe Yu would also like to recommend a doctor."
Before saying these words, Zhe Yu thought a lot. He believed that with his understanding of Baicao Poetry, she would definitely not want Schisandra to be so insolent. If, if there is, if the operation is unfortunate, then he will risk his life to **** Baicaoshi out of the palace.
"What kind of doctor?" Emperor Yanwu asked happily.
"It's Zhe Yu's wife, her surname is Bai and her name is Cao Shi. She has arrived in Yanjing recently."
At this moment, the mammy in charge of Fusi Palace came to report again, "Your Majesty, your majesty has shed a lot of blood."
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The steed is driving on the palace road, the night wind blows the robes, and they form a straight line backwards, hunting and hunting, Zhe Yu is going out of the palace to pick up Baicaoshi.
Outside the gate of the palace, a small familiar figure, who is not Baicaoshi?
(end of this chapter)