Chapter 609 This King is in a very bad mood
Jiang Nuanzhi was well aware that something was wrong with the Emperor's pulse.
I don't know what methods the others used, but their blood and qi were actually replenished.
However, this pulse was strange, unlike anything Jiang Nuanzhi had ever encountered before. Currently, his internal organs still appeared to be failing, but his spirits had indeed improved somewhat. However, his wound was severely infected; clearly, even with the replenishment of his qi and blood, he wouldn't last long before dying from the infection.
With a moment's concentration, Jiang Nuanzhi quickly prepared to perform a skin test on the Emperor, without having time to think further. No matter what, at this crucial moment, the Emperor absolutely could not be allowed to have any problems.
If something truly were to happen to the Emperor, A Rong's departure to lead troops at the border would be imminent. Little Xuan Ting versus Xiao Yuan Shan? The thought alone made Jiang Nuanzhi feel suffocated. Even just ten more days would be enough.
"Physician Jiang, this medicine has just been prepared. Is it to be used by the Emperor today?"
The divine physician, seeing Jiang Nuanzhi take out a familiar small white porcelain bottle from her bosom, asked with some concern, "..." Even though he had witnessed Jiang Nuanzhi's final experiment, this still violated the rules he had upheld for many years in his medical practice.
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded to Doctor Que, then took out a silver syringe that she had specially ordered from the workshop to be made for her. Although the syringe was very simple, it had a silver tube that was much thicker than modern ones, the body was also made of silver, and the syringe plunger was also made of silver.
Actually, one could use something like pig's stomach to administer the medicine, but Jiang Nuanzhi was worried about increasing the risk of infection, so she decided to use this silver one instead, as it was less risky. Although it was more difficult to use.
However, Jiang Nuanzhi had tried it on Sanqi before, and it worked; there were no major problems with blood draws.
He then injected a tiny amount into the emperor's arm before saying, "I don't know if Your Majesty can use it, please wait a moment."
While waiting for the skin test, Jiang Nuanzhi began preparing the medicine.
Today, I filtered a lot of boiled salt water, filtering it many times and then boiling it again many times, making it very close to physiological saline.
Jiang Nuanzhi poured the penicillin into a small bottle containing saline solution, capped it, and shook it well before use.
After about 15 minutes, it was observed that the Emperor showed no signs of penicillin allergy.
Jiang Nuanzhi became even more nervous. She didn't want to use penicillin unless absolutely necessary. The risks of hemolysis and allergies were too great for the conditions available in ancient times, especially given the Emperor's current condition. A slight mistake could even lead to his death.
At that moment, she took a deep breath and finally managed to draw out penicillin. Not daring to inject it into a vein, she aimed it directly at the Emperor's festering wound on his chest, but hesitated to insert the needle.
"Wait!"
Physician Li's fingers trembled uncontrollably: "Physician Jiang, please think it over. Is this really something we want His Majesty to use?"
"What is this? Why can't His Majesty use it?" A hoarse voice rang out, and the man in black looked at Jiang Nuanzhi's hand with interest.
Physician Li pursed his lips and remained silent.
In fact, everyone in the room, except for the Ghost Doctor, understood what Physician Li meant.
This doctor Jiang used the contents of a rotten fruit.
After all, within the Imperial Medical Academy, Physician Jiang did not shy away from this matter. Everyone present was aware of it.
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and looked at Physician Li: "Does the Imperial Hospital have any other methods?"
Upon hearing this, Physician Li turned pale: "Let's think of another way."
"You are all aware of His Majesty's persistent high fever. If we don't administer medication, he probably won't wake up. If there were any other way, I wouldn't have taken such a risk."
The people around them looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.
However, the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital clearly scoffed at Jiang Nuanzhi's words.
Physician Li frowned, about to say something more, when he was pulled back by the old physician beside him.
He exchanged a glance with Physician Li, clearly indicating that this man also looked down on Jiang Nuanzhi. However, at this moment, who was the chief physician treating the emperor and who was the assistant would make a world of difference in the accountability if something really happened to the emperor.
"Aunt Nuan, let's take the medicine."
Just as everyone paused, they vaguely heard Xuan Ting's hoarse voice.
Jiang Nuan was taken aback and turned her head to look, only to see Xuan Ting emerge from behind the screen with red eyes.
"Your Highness, what are you doing here?"
Jiang Nuanzhi asked in surprise.
“I heard everything. Let’s give him the medicine. Father will definitely wake up. I believe in Father and I believe in Aunt Nuan.”
His still-childish face held an unprecedented resolve. However, his slightly trembling hands betrayed his unease.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Xuan Ting in front of her and nodded to herself, "Yes."
He then took a deep breath and silently pushed the medicine from the silver needle into the emperor's already ruptured and oozing heart and lungs.
Then, Jiang Nuanzhi and Xuan Ting exchanged a silent glance. They both knew that if something really happened to the Emperor, Xiao Xuan Ting would now have to face the treacherous Xiao Yuanshan.
Even if the throne can be obtained, the loss of power is a fact.
The current emperor, having reigned for so many years, still cannot break free from Xiao Yuanshan's control. If the young emperor were to ascend the throne, would Xiao Yuanshan let it go so easily? At that time, beset by internal and external troubles, the Great Jing Dynasty would likely descend into chaos.
For a moment, even Jiang Nuanzhi clenched her fists, hoping that the Emperor could pull through this ordeal.
Even if the emperor could hold on for another three to five days, it would be good if A Rong could lead the troops out to war smoothly. At that time, Xuan Ting would also have someone to rely on, so that Xiao Yuanshan would not dare to act rashly for at least a short period of time.
Outside the bedchamber, Xiao Yuanshan broke the silence first.
"Li Rong, I haven't congratulated you on your reinstatement yet."
Xiao Yuanshan chuckled softly, "Always rescuing the Great Jing from perilous situations, the Great Jing War God truly lives up to his name."
His voice was slow, and his unfathomable eyes met Li Rong's gaze directly, his words revealing neither joy nor anger.
Li Rong's indifferent gaze fell on Xiao Yuanshan's face: "Dajing is indeed in dire straits. So Your Highness knew about it too?"
Across from him, Xiao Yuanshan slowly withdrew his smile, his eyes becoming deep.
"You should be thankful that our Emperor is in good health and has even been able to order you to take command of the troops again."
As he spoke, he casually rubbed the black jade thumb ring on his hand, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm: "What a pity, sometimes, fate is fate. No matter how much you struggle, you can't escape it. I hope our Emperor recovers, after all, we haven't received the imperial decree to reinstate our Great Jing War God."
Li Rong's eyes were devoid of any emotion. He simply leaned back in his chair, his expression unchanged, looking at Xiao Yuanshan as if he were watching a clown.
Clearly, his calm demeanor stung the regent across from him.
Xiao Yuanshan's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness: "Li Rong, you are extremely arrogant. Don't forget our agreement."
Upon hearing those two words, Li Rong looked up.
Xiao Yuanshan's lips curled into a cruel smile: "I am in a very bad mood. Three days is too long. By tomorrow morning, Li Rong, if you still haven't given me an answer, don't blame me for being ruthless."
(End of this chapter)
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