Chapter 0037 – Life Hangs in the Balance (2 / 2)

The high chamberlain hung his head and sincerely said: “just now the old slave has interrogated, go to ask the Imperial Doctor’s slave has gone for half an hour, now it is estimated that it is on the way back, but also should be ordered to the door as soon as possible to meet as good. On the other hand, should send people to clean up the room, from the storehouse out of can be used on the medicinal herbs, and then asked the stove to prepare hot soup and medicine pots, in case of emergency. Finally–“

Chamberlain Gao paused and continued, “Finally, the current members of the Chen family need to be invited, so that if something really bad happens, they can still see each other one last time.”

King Su’s heart settled, and he patted the high chamberlain appreciatively, “Good, let’s do it this way – you few still don’t move up, are you all dead?”

King Su’s last sentence cursed at the congregation of servants serving Ye Yuanhong, and the people stood up with trepidation and ran around, busying themselves.

The invited Imperial Doctor Xu finally arrived late.

Now well past the age of life, with hair that had long since turned white, Imperial Doctor Xu was dragged out of his grandson’s wedding banquet. He was hobbling on his feet, and just after getting off the carriage at the entrance of the mansion, he was directly picked up by the long-waiting healthy servant and quickly ran to the compartment where Chen Zi’an was located.

“Please also ask the Imperial Doctor to do his best to heal!” King Su hung his hand toward Imperial Doctor Xu, his eyes solemn.

“Naturally, naturally.”

Only to see Dr. Xu quickly running into the room, taking the pulse for Chen Zian, who was already nearly unconscious, suddenly frowning.

“No good! This son has lost too much blood and needs medicine to keep him alive! Do you have ginseng soup? If not, we need to make a bowl of it, quickly!”

A servant hurriedly ran down to get ready, Chang Rong hurriedly rummaged through Chen Zian’s blood-stained purse, shivering, and found a small pill bottle, anxiously asking, “Imperial Doctor, would you look at this pill and see if you might be able to use it? It was made by our people in the mansion themselves.”

Dr. Xu hurriedly put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, then crushed it and licked it with the tip of his tongue, and greatly rejoiced, “May! May! Quickly give it to this gentleman!”

Chen Zian had long been delirious, and in a daze he was being poured water and stuffed with pills, but he didn’t have the strength to swallow them no matter what.

“Duke! Gongzi! You drink!” Chang Rong cried, “Aunt Shen, Wang Xuan, Ming Yue, and Miss Xiang Cai are all waiting for you to return at the residence!”

Chen Zian’s sanity finally returned for an instant, and he swallowed the pill with all his strength.

Everyone was overjoyed, and Imperial Doctor Xu hurriedly applied needles to stop Chen Zian’s bleeding, and just after applying the needles, the ginseng soup was finally brought up.

Chang Rong served Chen Zi An to drink the ginseng soup, while Imperial Doctor Xu hurriedly wrote the prescription on the side and passed it to the servant beside him who recognized the medicinal properties to cook it.

“Before bandaging, I still need to use the golden knife to help remove the broken flesh from his wound.” Imperial Doctor Xu’s head was covered in sweat: “But today was too hasty, I didn’t bring any ephedrine with me, and I don’t know if your son will be able to pull through.”

Chang Rong hated to take the knife for Chen Zian, but at this moment, he could only hold back the grief in his heart, clenching his teeth and saying to Imperial Doctor Xu, “Imperial Doctor, please feel free to do as you please!”

But when Imperial Doctor Xu lifted the golden knife, he tramped a bit, “No, it’s better to let the royal family go to the treasury to find out if there are any pain-relieving herbs! With such a heavy injury, if you don’t use medicine, won’t you die of pain alive-“

As soon as the words left his mouth, he heard a woman’s voice ringing anxiously outside the door:

“Doctor! The slave girl has brought goat-tramp, angelica, calamus, ground elm, and purple-flowering dicotyledonous–can you see if any of them can be used?”