My master once said, "There are always people more capable than you, and there is always a higher level to reach."
There are many talented and extraordinary people in this world, and there are many people with better medical skills than her.
He didn't believe it before, because of the title of "disciple of the divine doctor" and his talent in this area, he was somewhat arrogant.
But now, seeing Shulan, I fully understand what my master meant.
He felt no jealousy at all; on the contrary, he admired them greatly. Now he even felt that what he couldn't do, they could do.
Seeing his friend's happy expression, He Fengling, who had little hope for his health and whose anxiety had subsided, said, "I'll leave it to Yaozhi and his wife."
Wang Yaozhi said unhappily, "What trouble or not? I don't like it when you say that. With me and Junior Sister here, you can rest assured."
Meanwhile, the junior sister pushed He Fengmian, who was indeed exhausted but unable to fall asleep, to his room to rest.
Pointing to the bed: "Get up there, lie down, I'll be right there."
Seeing her serious face, He Fengmian could only obediently go over and lie down there.
A knock sounded at the door: "Madam."
Shulan went to open the door, and there was the incense burner that she had asked the soldier to fetch.
He accepted the incense burner and said gratefully, "Thank you!"
The soldier immediately felt embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, said "You're welcome" and quickly left.
Shulan placed the incense burner not far from the bed and said, "I'll light a calming incense stick for you; it will help you sleep better."
This was specially developed by her for those wealthy ladies.
It's lit during massages so they can sleep more comfortably.
This stuff is very effective at putting people to sleep. Even wealthy ladies and young women often come to buy some to use at home, so she keeps it very nicely made. She usually keeps some in her medicine cabinet, and now she's finally using it.
She took a pill from her medicine box, crushed it, placed it in the incense burner, and lit it.
He Fengmian said softly, "Okay."
Close your eyes obediently.
I thought Shulan would leave after lighting the tranquilizer pills.
Unexpectedly, he sensed someone approaching.
She slightly opened her eyes and saw Shulan come over and get into bed: "I'll massage your head so you can sleep more comfortably."
Seeing her concern for him, He Fengmian's heart softened even more: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work." Shulan had noticed before that his temples were slightly bulging, which was due to excessive stress and mental strain.
Knowing that he was worried about his brother's health, she couldn't help but think of her own family, so she came over to massage him and relieve his headache so that it wouldn't flare up.
He comforted her, saying, "You don't need to worry too much, there will always be a way."
Remembering his elder brother's poison, He Fengmian opened his eyes and asked helplessly for the first time, "Is there really a way?"
He reached out and gently grasped her wrist, looked up at her, and asked, "Shulan, is there really a way to help my brother detoxify?"
He felt immense guilt whenever he thought about how his older brother had missed the only chance to get the antidote because of him.
It's because I'm too weak that my older brother is worried about me.
Time cannot be turned back; all he can do now is figure out how to cure his elder brother of the poison.
Seeing his condition, Shulan said, "Don't worry, I will do my best to help him detoxify."
Except for those poisons that kill instantly upon contact with blood, most other poisons in this world have traces and antidotes.
It's just a matter of how long or short the time.
She thought for a moment and assured him, "I will definitely help Brother He detoxify before I fake my death."
Once she helps the eldest brother of the He family detoxify, General He will definitely be very happy and grateful to her. Then they will be even, and she can die in peace.
He Fengmian looked at the light in her eyes, his heart tightened slightly, but he still said, "Okay."
I closed my eyes and felt her gentle massage, but I didn't feel good inside.
Whether it was Shulan's excellent technique or the calming incense that worked, she still fell asleep despite having many things on her mind.
Seeing that he was fast asleep, Shulan relaxed completely before stopping and quietly getting out of bed to come to He Fengling's side.
"Junior Sister." Wang Yaozhi saw her and happily invited her forward. While Shulan was taking Qichen's pulse, he explained his previous condition and the toxicity of the Bone-Eating Poison: "The toxicity of the Bone-Eating Poison is very domineering. It is an extremely rare cold poison."
When the poison takes effect, it feels like thousands of ants gnawing at the bone, hence the name "Bone-Gnawing." However, it is not incurable. If, within one day of poisoning, when the poison is primarily affecting the heart, one uses a method called "Heart-Burning" to attack it—fighting poison with poison—although the process is painful, it is the only way to eliminate the "Bone-Gnawing" poison.
This burning heart is a fire poison; the poisoned person feels as if they are burning in a raging fire.
This burning heart can both save and kill; a slight mishap can directly take a person's life.
Because He Fengling missed the best time for treatment, Fenxin was no longer able to detoxify.
Wang Yaozhi could only suppress the cold poison in his body with medicine and acupuncture.
So He Fengling wasn't unable to walk because of his legs, but because of the poison in his body.
Even though he was in a wheelchair, he was able to live like a normal person only because of his strong willpower. But in fact, he was often afflicted by poison and suffered a lot.
But he acted as if nothing had happened and fooled everyone.
Shulan was full of admiration after hearing this. When she had ALS, at least she didn't feel pain, but even so, she almost collapsed. But this eldest brother of the He family was in excruciating pain from time to time, yet he was still so calm.
There was a sense of camaraderie, and they thought to themselves: "My senior brother is currently using cold-dispelling items to help my elder brother alleviate the excruciating pain. Now we need to find a way to completely eliminate it."
Wang Yaozhi nodded: "Yes, but I have tried all sorts of methods, but I still can't completely remove the cold poison from Qi Chen's body."
The poison has already invaded the bone marrow, making it very difficult to completely eradicate.
He took out his treatment records from the past few years, as well as the prescriptions he had used, and handed them to Shulan: "Junior Sister, take a look at these."
Shulan looked at the thick stack of papers, surprised that he actually carried them with him.
Seeing his surprised look, Wang Yaozhi said, "I was just thinking that if there were imperial physicians in the palace, we could have a proper discussion."
Whenever he had time, he would stay in the Imperial Medical Academy, discussing with everyone and searching through ancient books, trying to find a way to treat the condition.
He's really worried himself sick about this.
Shulan nodded and said, "I'll take a look first and study it carefully later. But senior brother, I think we can add nine-fragrance insects to this prescription to protect your brother's stomach."
Wang Yao was taken aback and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Nine-fragrance insect?"
What kind of insect is this?
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