694 Can't Stop Death

Sun Sicheng, Ping An and the other two directors stayed in the Wubeiyuan for a full seven days. After great efforts, they managed to save the Third Prince from life-threatening danger and bring him back to the Prince's Palace safely.

If Empress Shufei's intention was followed, Master Sun Sicheng and his disciples, including Zhu Yuanzheng, would have to follow up on the subsequent treatment instead of just relying on the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau.

But the emperor has considered it more comprehensively. The subsequent rehabilitation of the Imperial Hospital can be taken over completely. If something really happens, it will not be too late to call these three people at that time.

Sun Sicheng had his own hospital to manage, and Ping An ran between the Hanlin Academy and the hospital. If there were patients with particularly serious illnesses in the capital, they would usually be invited to participate, as the royal family could not occupy all of their time.

Zhu Yuanzheng is not young anymore and he officially resigned this year. He has been able to come whenever he is called, so why should he be detained in the prince's mansion?

These past few days have been too thrilling and the pressure has been enormous.

Sun Sicheng fell ill on the first day he returned home. He had a fever for two days and lost a lot of weight. Ping An was very distressed. The master was already forty-five years old. Hard work was not a problem for him, but the pressure was unbearable.

Similarly, the next day after Zhu Yuanzheng returned to his courtyard in the village, he was unable to get up from the kang.

Ping'an had to run back and forth. Not only Zhu Yuanzheng fell ill in the village, but the emperor and the empress dowager also fell ill due to fright.

Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes away like a thread being pulled.

During this period, Ping'an was invited to the palace several times by Gu Yuanzheng.

Duke Hu and his son naturally knew about this. Royal affairs were above all else, so they could only wait.

But every time I saw the babies connected together, I felt anxious.

In early June, Changyuan's daughter was born and the delivery went very smoothly.

The Sun family had a granddaughter, Yunhua, and they loved this granddaughter very much and never showed any dislike for her.

In early September, when the weather was neither too cold nor too hot, Sun Sicheng and Ping'an took Ruyi and Qingshi to Duke Hu's mansion. After two hours of surgery, they finally separated the two children.

The process is more complicated than imagined.

Ping An stayed in Duke Hu's mansion for three days, and only returned home when the injuries of the two children stabilized.

A few days later, the Third Prince's Mansion and Duke Hu's Mansion successively sent people to present generous gifts to the master and disciple to express their gratitude.

The gifts were all very heavy, and included many precious medicinal herbs, which just happened to replenish the hospital's inventory. These rare herbs would surely be able to save more patients.

Three years passed in a flash.

In the past three years, Erqiang and Sanqiang brought the He family to the capital. Wan Changsheng arranged for them to live on his own farm, where they had something to do, earned money and had freedom.

Unfortunately, Wan Changgeng was unwilling to leave his hometown, so Wan Qing and his youngest brother's family had to live with him in Jiao County.

Because of the sudden passing of his grandparents, Ping An did not dare to be careless. He spent more time on medical skills and paid more attention to the health of the people he cared about.

But even so, he still couldn't stop the rapid pace of time.

Old Master Hao and Old Madam Hao passed away one after the other, only one month apart.

General Hao is very open-minded.

My parents' health has been well maintained over the years. They were both in their eighties and passed away peacefully. It can be said that they were truly old.

He in turn comforted his godson who was feeling guilty.

How can anyone live forever? If no one can live forever, why blame yourself?

Before Ping An could calm down, the master fell ill.

This time when he fell ill, he insisted that his son take him back to his home.

Sun Sicheng looked at his panicked apprentice and pulled him out of the room.

He pulled Ping An to the corner of the yard and said softly, "Your master is old and this illness is likely to cause serious consequences. We will do our best."

Ping An nodded with red eyes.

In fact, he had secretly told his master that he could not escape this illness no matter what.

The old man is already eighty-eight years old this year, a rare longevity in the entire Great Zhou.

But he was just very sad. It had been sixteen years since he first met his master at the age of twelve.

During these sixteen years, his master treated him better than his own grandson. He had long lost his memory of his biological grandfather, but in his heart, his master was his own biological grandfather.

The two of them walked back into the house. Ping'an calmed down and carefully felt his master's pulse. The pulse was weak and disorderly, and his heart sank.

In the following days, Ping An searched through his medical books for a good prescription and tried various rare medicinal herbs. However, the master's condition showed no signs of improvement.

One day, Ping An was boiling some medicine when Mr. Wang came over with red eyes and said, "Ping An, your master wants you to come over."

Ping An walked into the house and saw the master shaking his head slightly at him. His heart sank to the bottom.

Sun Sicheng left the room and found Mr. Wang in tears.

"Mr. Da, please go and arrange for the rest of the family to come over. I originally thought the old man still had two days left, but now it seems that he is probably dying."

"Sicheng, is there nothing else you can do?"

"Sir, the old man is aging naturally. His internal organs have lost their vitality. I can only make sure that he does not suffer in his final days."

"I see. I'll arrange it right away."

This time my father was seriously ill, and almost all of his descendants who were able to come back have returned.

It’s just that it’s not convenient to stay around the old man, for fear of making him think too much.

Ping An was about to check the master's pulse when the old man smiled.

"Your master just checked my pulse, I just wanted to call you over to talk.

Be safe. Life and death are determined by fate. Don’t be too obsessed with it. Besides, I’m almost 90 years old. How many people in the world can live to my age?

Good boy, don't be sad. Master has seen too many separations and deaths in his life, and has long let go of these things."

The old imperial teacher looked at Ping An seriously and said, "It's the end of the world. I have let it go, but I still can't bear to leave you, the children, and everyone else."

Ping An leaned forward and held the old man's hands tightly, "Grandmaster, in my heart, you are my dear grandfather. I am extremely lucky to have met you in this life.

Don't worry, I will take good care of you, Mr. Wang, and the rest of the Wang family."

Ping An burst into tears. He knew the situation was not good. "Master, let's drink the medicine first. If you are tired, you can take a rest."

“No, Master is afraid that once he closes his eyes, he will never be able to open them again.

Ping An, take good care of yourself and educate Mu Yang. That child is as smart and kind as you. "

The old imperial teacher suddenly took a few deep breaths.

Sun Sicheng came trotting over.

"Grandpa, your descendants will be here soon. Do you need me to give you a few injections?"

The old imperial teacher smiled and said, "Sicheng, thank you very much. My strength is draining away very quickly. Please help me. Give me a quarter of an hour."

Mr. Wang had already rushed to the kang and of course heard the conversation between Sun Sicheng and his father.

"Father, everyone in the family is here to see you."

The old imperial teacher looked at Sun Sicheng and nodded.

Sun Sicheng looked at Mr. Wang and said, "Mr. Wang, I am ready to give you the acupuncture."

Just a quarter of an hour.

There was crying in the room.

Ping'an knelt down and kowtowed three times to the old man, then turned and left the room, leaving the space to the heartbroken Wang family.

“Master, from the day we are born, we are destined to grow old, get sick and die, but right now I feel really, really bad.

No matter how good you are at medical skills, you can’t stop the footsteps of death. In just three months, I lost three elderly people who were very close to me. "