Chapter 218 This disease has a long incubation period, and an even longer dormant period
Looking up and glancing at her, Du Wanwan laughed: "Prince Qi! Why does your little wife get angry all the time? Fortunately, I am a courageous doctor. If I were a timid person, I really couldn't see you. Saving your life is the most important thing!"
The King of Qi smiled slightly: "Doctor Du! You really know how to joke. Liang Di is just feeling resentful, that's why she is like this."
"Feeling angry?" Du Wanwan laughed dumbly, "She has to find fault with me because she feels angry? I am an ordinary citizen, but I am not the target of your concubine's anger."
"Doctor Du, you are too serious. Liang Di was originally Ye Tingxiao's fiancée, but later..."
"Stop!" Du Wanwan raised her hand and rudely interrupted Ouyang Qing's next words, "King Qi! Are you here for a consultation or gossip?
What kind of person Ye Tingxiao was before he met me has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to pursue it. Can we not talk about trivial matters? What's wrong with you?"
Ouyang Qing's face darkened. It was the first time he was interrupted while speaking.
Originally, he wanted to use Yang Yurong's matter to arouse Du Wanwan's dissatisfaction with Ye Tingxiao, but she didn't even want to listen. It can be seen that Ye Tingxiao had already told her about Yang Yurong.
Come to think of it, it makes sense. If he wants to break off the engagement with Yang Yurong and ask Doctor Du for medicine, he will definitely tell her everything. How could he hide it from her?
But what is gossip? I really want to ask, but I'm afraid she will think I'm ignorant.
Ouyang Qing's expression was as wonderful as if he had swallowed a green-headed fly, and he forced a faint smile: "I have heard that Doctor Du is an excellent doctor, so I will not reveal where I feel uncomfortable for the time being, and I want to test Doctor Du's ability."
"That's fine." Du Wanwan knew that the King of Qi was here to cause trouble, so she pushed the pulse diagnosis tool at hand and said, "Come on! Take your pulse!"
Yang Yurong rolled up Ouyang Qing's sleeves and placed them on the pulse diagnosis table. Du Wanwan frowned slightly and looked around.
She had to find a piece of cloth to cover Ouyang Qing's wrist. Men and women should not touch each other, and this was not necessary for ordinary people, but for this self-righteous noble, she had to be careful.
She is a woman, and the other party is a self-righteous scumbag. If it is possible to avoid direct skin contact, it is better to avoid it so as not to be so disgusting.
It's a pity that she has never prepared that thing, and she doesn't know where to find it in a short time.
Suddenly she caught sight of a handkerchief in Yang Yurong's hand. Without thinking, she reached out and grabbed it and covered Ouyang Qing's pulse.
"Well, this is your man. You wouldn't be so stingy as to not let him use your handkerchief, right?"
Yang Yurong stamped her feet, angrily thinking, you've already used it, what else are you talking about? If I say no, will you agree?
But he said politely, "No problem!"
"Very good!" Du Wanwan nodded and glanced at King Qi. "While I'm checking your pulse, it's best to keep your woman under control and tell her not to make any noise or disturb you. Otherwise, it's not my fault if I can't tell."
Ouyang Qing's eyes flashed with suspicion: "Doctor Du is really a joke. I have come all the way here. If I really can't see it, wouldn't it be a shame for you to be a miracle doctor?"
"The miracle doctor is also a human being, not a god." Du Wanwan leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. "If you can't make her shut up and give me a quiet environment, then we won't treat this disease."
Yang Yurong glared at Du Wanwan: "Don't worry! I won't say anything."
"OK!"
Du Wanwan stretched out two fingers, placed them on Ouyang Qing's right pulse point, closed her eyes, and felt it carefully.
The woman's fingers were slightly cold through the cloth. Seeing that she had closed her eyes, Ouyang Qing stared at her face intently, wanting to know if she could figure out his illness.
After a moment, she changed her hand. Du Wanwan still closed her eyes and felt it carefully, then lifted the two fingers.
After thinking for a moment, he opened his eyes and said solemnly: “Your Majesty’s illness should have started when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. There are no other symptoms, just stomach pain.
The pain was so severe that I lost my appetite and wished I could just cut my throat. Am I right?"
Ouyang Qing did not answer immediately, but continued to smile faintly. Yang Yurong beside him suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if he was startled.
Taking in the expressions of the two, Du Wanwan found it quite interesting. The King of Qi was really cunning. He had a disease but he actually hid it from his concubine.
At this moment, Yang Yurong was not only surprised, but also annoyed. It turned out that the King of Qi was the one who was sick, and it was a hidden illness that was difficult to detect. No wonder she had never known about it.
"Doctor Du, please continue. I am all ears."
Ouyang Qing was amazed at Du Wanwan's medical skills. She was indeed a miracle doctor. She knew his physical condition just by taking his pulse.
The woman in front of me should not be underestimated. She is a rare talent. If I can keep her by my side, she must have left a way out for myself.
"This disease has a long incubation period and an even longer dormant period."
Du Wanwan stretched out the index finger and middle finger of her right hand and tapped the table alternately, making a "knock knock knock" sound, which was very rhythmic.
"Generally speaking, after an attack, it will take one or two years, two or three years, or even longer for the next attack to occur. Of course, if the trigger is strong enough, it is possible for the attack to occur two or three times in a year. The uncertainty is huge."
Yang Yurong felt so sick in her heart. If that was the case, then the King of Qi would have a very short life. Was she deliberately marrying a short-lived man?
Prince Qi Ouyang Qing's heart was in turmoil. He was sure that, apart from the imperial physician who had taken care of him since childhood, few people knew about his illness.
My father was afraid that his illness would be harmful to him if others knew about it, so he kept the news strictly secret and outsiders had no way of knowing it.
This Du Wanwan actually knew so much about it. She is indeed a miracle doctor with extraordinary skills.
“Is there a possibility of recovery?”
Hearing this, Yang Yurong's eyes lit up. If the prince's illness could be cured, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Unexpectedly, the next second, she heard the bad news.
Du Wanwan gently raised her lips and uttered two words: "No."
"Terminal illness?"
Ouyang Qing's eyes darkened, and a violent aura emanated from him. Yang Yurong, who was standing beside him, turned pale with fear. She rarely saw the King of Qi so angry. Once he got angry, it was clear that someone was going to be in trouble.
Even though this person was not himself, his aura still made his heart beat violently, and his chest felt stuffy and he almost couldn't breathe.
On the other hand, Du Wanwan's expression did not change at all. She just looked at Ouyang Qing indifferently and said a few words indifferently: "It's not a terminal illness."
"Oh?" Seeing that his pressure had no effect on Du Wanwan, Ouyang Qing withdrew his momentum and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
“The pain can be controlled with medication.”
Du Wanwan's expression was still indifferent. She leaned back in her chair with a nonchalant and lazy look, giving people a feeling of indifferent, distant, relaxed and comfortable feeling.
"Can't be eradicated?"
“It cannot be eradicated.”
Ouyang Qing paused, then smiled in an instant, feeling happy: "Doctor Du is really amazing. As long as the pain can be controlled, I can be saved."
(End of this chapter)
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