Chapter 493 The Grand Finale (3)
He had been taking medicine to warm his meridians and nourish his collaterals for a long time, and he no longer stayed up late reviewing memorials, so why did he still fall into a coma?
Lu Qingqing anxiously searched for the reason.
The scholars also searched through all the books.
Ji Ruyan was unconscious for a long time this time, a full five days.
Five days later, he seemed completely unaffected.
The head is a big problem, but not being able to find the problem is an even bigger problem.
Lu Qingqing asked him how he felt over and over again.
Ji Ruyan also thought about it seriously: headache, dizziness, and...
His eyes seem to be seeing less clearly than before.
It just happens in waves.
Lu Qingqing had some guesses in her mind.
She changed the prescription again.
My trip to Jiangnan has been temporarily put on hold.
When March arrived, Ji Ruyan vomited as she woke up in the early morning.
He panicked.
Because his eyesight was getting worse, even though Lu Qingqing was sleeping next to him, he had to concentrate for a while before he could see her clearly.
In the future, will we be completely blind?
No, he might die or go insane right away?
According to the notes left by the ancestors of the Gu family, they had befriended the patriarch of the Feathered Beast Spirit Clan. The patriarch personally revealed that none of those who had used beast-taming techniques had survived past the age of thirty.
Even the most powerful holy healers, even the most skilled witch doctors and fortune tellers, cannot defy fate.
Now, blessed by heaven, he is thirty-two years old.
They've been stealing for two years now.
"What's wrong?"
As soon as Lu Qingqing opened her eyes, she saw the person next to her staring at her intently, very close, and smelling very sweet.
No wonder she took a liking to him; she could look at his face for so many years and never get enough of it, and she could smell his fragrance endlessly.
Those eyes, clear as a mountain lake, perfectly reflected her image.
She tugged at his loose nightgown and pulled it down a little further, then kissed him.
"My darling husband?"
A petal seemed to fall into the man's eyes, exuding boundless charm.
He took her hands in his, unfolded them one by one, interlocked their fingers, and then covered her with his body.
Not again?
Could it be that all the medicine I've been taking these days is being used to replenish this?
Why haven't I gotten pregnant after all this time?
Half an hour later.
The two then took a bath and changed their clothes.
After having breakfast together, Lu Qingqing was in a hurry to meet the person.
"Qingqing... I want to go to Jiangnan. Shall we go now?" Ji Ruyan pulled her aside and asked.
“Why go to Jiangnan? Wherever you are, that’s Jiangnan.” Lu Qingqing smiled and touched his face.
"You can relax and unwind, play with your dog or fight crickets."
I will find a way. I am a miracle doctor; since embarking on my medical journey, I have never been defeated.
Lu Qingqing left with a confident smile.
But once he stepped outside, his smile vanished.
She actually heard him gag that morning.
My suspicions were confirmed.
Brain tumor.
There is no environmental pollution, viral infection, regular diet, or family genetics.
That is the cell mutation caused by beast taming.
At the time, there was no ruptured blood vessel, so we thought it was just damage and that with proper care, it would heal...
Lu Qingqing wiped her eyes.
Two days ago, she went to the small corner where blood lingzhi was planted again, but still didn't get any results.
In the past two years, a few dark fungi have grown on the rotten bones, but they have nothing to do with blood lingzhi and have no medicinal effect.
Lu Qingqing had the place dealt with.
Master Wang and Master Meng brought along a friend, a folk doctor skilled in treating brain diseases.
After talking with Lu Qingqing, he also came to the same conclusion: a tumor in his brain.
"It is said that Hua Tuo once proposed to treat Cao Cao with craniotomy, but he was imprisoned for murder. He wrote the Qingnang Book to pass on the craniotomy technique, but unfortunately, the technique has been lost."
Perhaps, this is the only way to save them.
How Hua Tuo died and whether he actually wrote the Qingnang Book are all mysteries, and Lu Qingqing didn't have time to care about them.
She can perform brain surgery.
But under these conditions, the mortality rate is 100%, how could she take the risk!
But what other options are there? What other options are there?
Lu Qingqing continued to release messages, summoning those skilled in treating brain diseases to come.
He spent every day searching in the library.
We tried one prescription after another, but none of them worked.
Ji Ruyan's headache worsened, and he could no longer hide it from her. Once, while eating, he clutched his head, trembling all over, and then fainted, only to wake up two whole days later.
And after waking up, it took him quite a while to reach out his hand to her.
Those eyes were out of focus for far too long.
Lu Qingqing was so anxious that she couldn't eat.
She wanted to find a way to cure him, and she also wanted to stay by his side, so she lost a lot of weight.
Ji Ruyan was dissatisfied, but gently stroked her: "Don't worry about me. I'll go to class to listen to lectures, feed the fish, grow flowers, and play games with the students. It's not boring at all. You go do your thing."
One morning, he took out a painting.
A painting depicting the landscape of Jiangnan, with people boating on a lake.
“I have been to Yangzhou before. This is a drawing based on the area along the Grand Canal in Yangzhou, so let’s just say we’ve been there.”
On that boat were two people embracing; it was them.
Lu Qingqing wanted to say that she had also been to Yangzhou, although nearly a thousand years had passed, the river was the same.
Let's just pretend we went together.
But his words were ominous; it sounded like he was making his final arrangements!
Lu Qingqing scolded him fiercely again, saying that he didn't rest properly and wasted his energy on painting!
Finally, he carefully put the painting away and then tapped it on his forehead.
"You son-in-law, listen to me!"
"I will obey."
Ji Ruyan replied obediently.
But as he watched Lu Qingqing's departing figure, he silently said "I'm sorry" in his heart.
With difficulty, I bent down and wrote a letter, then placed it under my pillow.
His eyes turned lifeless, and he murmured a name:
"Azure Shadow, take me away."
He didn't want Qingqing to watch him die.
A person fell behind him, but it was not the secret guard Cangying.
It was Mo Lang.
"Young master, you can't leave."
"Why is it you? Where is Cangying?"
“I’ve tied him up,” Mo Lang said.
She didn't even resist and let him tie her up.
This is not important.
Mo Lang continued, "Young Master, your departure will not put your master at ease, but will prevent her from seeing you one last time and leave her with regret for the rest of her life."
Besides, your master is a peerless physician; how can you be so sure that she ultimately cannot find a cure?
“People have premonitions,” Ji Ruyan said.
“I was afraid that if I bled from all seven orifices, it would look too ugly and make her feel even worse.”
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