When Su Mo was about to come in, he was stopped by Su Xiaoxiao.

"Please wait outside, Mr. Su."

Su Mo glanced at Doctor Fu, and it was obvious that he thought this was what Doctor Fu meant.

Fu Langxin thought, you see, I am useless, I am just a figurehead, I am here to learn...

He said calmly, "Yes, I don't like people to disturb me when I'm practicing medicine."

Oh my God, he actually spoke to the future heir of Zhenbei Marquis Mansion like this. Will he not be able to leave the capital alive?

Su Mo withdrew his foot with a normal expression and said to Doctor Fu, "Then, I'll leave it to you, Doctor Fu."

Doctor Fu broke out in a cold sweat.

He was scared to death...

Su Xiaoxiao closed the door and inserted the bolt with a click.

Su Mo stared at the closed door without blinking, suppressed his inner anxiety, and waited silently.

The servant beside him was puzzled. Even the imperial physician wouldn't be so arrogant as to refuse his son's visit. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. The doors and windows were closed tightly, so the smell couldn't escape, and it made people feel dizzy.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the window.

Doctor Fu said, "Old Marquis, can you get some fresh air? The capital is still very cold."

Su Xiaoxiao took a pole and propped up the window: "The ward needs to keep air flowing, a little breeze won't be a problem."

The curtains of the Luohan bed were also drawn, covering it so tightly that one would feel suffocated even if one was not sick.

Su Xiaoxiao lifted up the curtain and hung it with the hook.

Doctor Fu came over to help hang up the other half of the curtain.

A thin, old, sickly face came into their sight.

Doctor Fu had met the old marquis when he was young, although only a few times. The majestic, sturdy and strong Marquis of Zhenbei left a very deep impression on him.

Who could have thought that in just twenty years, the first-rank military marquis who had beheaded the enemy king with ease and defended the northern territory would have fallen into such a withered state? Doctor Fu felt a great sadness in his heart.

Men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are sad.

Doctor Fu's eyes suddenly turned red: "How could it become like this... How could it become like this..."

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't sympathize with Fu Lang, but from a doctor's perspective, the patient was indeed suffering from a lot of pain.

When I was young, I failed to take good care of my body and suffered countless minor and old injuries. The same place was even torn and injured repeatedly, which left very ugly scars after healing.

Some injuries would leave sequelae, which tortured his body repeatedly on countless cold and cloudy nights.

The above are his injuries, he still has medical conditions.

It’s hard to imagine what a tattered body this is.

Su Xiaoxiao calmly took the patient's pulse and took out a stethoscope from the small medicine box Liu Ping made for her to listen to the heart and lung sounds.

Heart arrhythmia.

It matches the pulse.

She took out the sphygmomanometer again, rolled up the patient's sleeve, and took the blood pressure.

My blood pressure is a little low.

Su Xiaoxiao used her fingers to pry open his eyelids and used a flashlight to check the changes in his pupils.

The pupils are equal in size, the corneal reflection is almost invisible, and the reflection of light is also gone.

The current situation is temporarily between moderate coma and severe coma. If no intervention is taken, the brainstem response will disappear completely, which is a severe coma, and respiratory failure, cardiac arrest, and even worse, brain death may occur.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at his fingers again.

Su Xiaoxiao's calm and composed medical practice helped Doctor Fu to break free from his depressed and sad emotions.

He wiped his tears, pulled himself together, and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Continue to measure the patient's blood pressure two or three times every quarter of an hour."

"Okay." Doctor Fu came to the bedside and took the blood pressure monitor.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and walked out.

When Su Mo saw him coming out, he hurriedly asked, "How is my grandfather?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Before I answer you, I need to understand the patient's diet and daily life."

"Little one." said the servant.

Su Xiaoxiao asked the patient about his eating habits, and the servant answered truthfully.

The old marquis loves drinking. He is a man who lives on the edge of a knife. He feels happy only when he eats meat with big mouthfuls and drinks with big bowls of wine. The imperial physician once warned the old marquis that drinking is very harmful to the body.

The old marquis didn't listen to advice and just drank anyway.

It was not until half a year ago that the old marquis' health could no longer bear it and he gave up drinking.

The meat continued to be eaten.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded and asked, "When was the last time the patient ate?"

The servant said, "I drank two mouthfuls of porridge yesterday afternoon, and haven't eaten a single grain of rice since then."

"How long have you been unconscious? Be more specific." Su Xiaoxiao asked.

"This..." The servant scratched his head.

Su Mo said: "I came to see Grandfather last night and wanted him to eat something, but he said he couldn't eat, so he fell asleep and didn't wake up in the morning."

Su Xiaoxiao said, "So you don't know exactly when he fell into a coma?"

The servant lowered his head: "I am incompetent."

Coma at night is most easily overlooked, so it’s not the servant’s fault.

"Have you experienced any symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, or coughing recently?"

"Yes, yes!" said the servant.

"How long has it been?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The boy replied, "It started last winter."

Su Mo frowned: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

The servant lowered his head and said, "The old marquis kept it a secret and didn't allow me to tell you. He couldn't stand it anymore last month, so he invited the imperial physician to come. The imperial physician prescribed a prescription and he got better. Who would have thought that half a month ago, his condition suddenly worsened again."

Su Xiaoxiao asked again: "Do you have angina pectoris?"

"This... I don't know, but the old marquis is very capable..."

Su Xiaoxiao understood what he meant. The old marquis was the kind of person who would not cry out even if he was in pain.

Su Xiaoxiao already had some inferences in her mind, but further confirmation was needed.

She said to Su Mo: "Your grandfather's illness still needs further diagnosis, but you said that his condition suddenly worsened half a month ago. I have found out the reason."

"What is it?" Su Mo asked.

"Poisoned." Su Xiaoxiao said seriously.

Su Mo's face turned pale.

Su Xiaoxiao continued, "I don't know what the specific poison was, but your grandfather did show symptoms of poisoning."

Su Mo's breathing stagnated: "Can, can you solve it?"

"I'll try."

After saying that, Su Xiaoxiao went into the room and closed the door again.

Su Mo clenched his fists.

My grandfather was poisoned...

"Is the old marquis really poisoned? What kind of poison is it?"

Inside the house, Doctor Fu asked.

"I don't know." Su Xiaoxiao said honestly.

She didn't know much about ancient poisons, so she had no way of telling what kind of poison the old marquis had been poisoned by.

Doctor Fu was confused: "I don't know what kind of poison he has been poisoned by...how can I cure it?"

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at the bottle of "Niuhuang Jiedu Pills" in the small medicine box.

(End of this chapter)