The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 395: Mutual Dilemma

"Noble Lady Qi only told Your Highness to focus on official business, and when the Emperor wakes up, he will definitely praise the Fourth Prince."

The fourth prince Chen Yuanan smiled knowingly, "I know that my father is not in good health, and it is my duty to share his worries. You put the bird's nest there, and I will eat it after I finish dealing with these documents."

After saying this, he lowered his head and continued to correct official documents.

When the young eunuch saw it, he nodded happily: Concubine Qi was right, the Fourth Prince is a caring child.

……

Song Ming returned to the Imperial Hospital and hurried to the pharmacy to get medicine.

The little medicine boy was helping at the side. When he saw Song Ming had finished, he quickly said, "Master, you take a rest first. I'll go and boil these medicines."

Song Ming nodded.

He felt exhausted and needed to rest.

But when he was halfway through stretching, he stopped abruptly and shouted, "Stop!"

The little medicine boy was startled.

"What's wrong, master?"

He turned around timidly and asked.

Song Ming took two steps forward and took the medicine bag from him. "I'd better boil it myself. King Rui has ordered that I boil it myself."

"Then I'll help out on the side."

The little medicine boy is very sensible.

The two came to the medicine room where medicine was cooked, and the rich smell of Chinese medicine hit them in the face.

When the medicine cooks saw Song Ming, they all hurriedly greeted him, "Why is Doctor Song here?"

"Doctor Song, are you going to make some medicine? Just let me do it."

Song Ming took a half step back, avoiding the hand of the medicine cook who was trying to take the medicine bag, and said impatiently: "You don't have to do it. Go find me a clean clay pot and arrange a free stove. I want to boil this medicine myself."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

The medicine cook vaguely heard that Song Yuanpan was coming to their place to cook medicine, but given his identity, no one took it seriously.

I didn't expect that he would come in person in the end.

I don’t know what kind of panacea it is that requires a judge to prepare it personally.

Soon, a clean earthenware jar was brought up and Song Ming was led to a quiet corner.

There is a wall behind this place, and the surrounding medicine furnaces are also far away, so it can be said to be very quiet.

Song Ming was very satisfied.

He poured the herbs into a clay pot, washed them three times, then added water and placed it on the stove.

The little medicine boy had already added the red-hot charcoal fire under the stove.

Only after the lid was closed did Song Ming relax.

There was still water at the bottom of the pottery jar that had not been wiped clean.

It drips onto the charcoal, making a sizzling sound.

Song Ming stared at the red charcoal fire in a trance. His tired body made his mind more energetic than usual.

He was a little dazed. Why did he come here to boil medicine?

Why did King Rui insist on handling it himself?

If the emperor takes this medicine and doesn't wake up, I won't be implicated, right?

Song Ming felt a little nervous after realizing it belatedly.

This is different from what Huo Qiming had told me before!

Huo Qiming simply said that this matter was very simple, and all he had to do was let King Rui choose either him or himself.

No mention of what to do next.

Now it seems that not only does he have to decoct medicine, but he is also tied to King Rui.

If the emperor's health doesn't improve, I will suffer the consequences.

What about Huo Qiming?

What exactly is his plan?

Does he want the emperor to wake up, or does he not want him to wake up?

Song Ming recalled his prescription again.

There is no problem with either the amount or the selection of materials.

Only then did I feel relieved a little.

……

Song Ming is not the only one who is worried.

The old doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau returned to the Imperial Medical Office and began to read medical books and study new tonic prescriptions.

The medical books of the Imperial Medical Bureau have been passed down from generation to generation, and they record prescriptions that have been verified and used over the years.

After flipping through all the medical books, the old doctors fell silent.

They have almost tried all the recipes above that are usable and edible.

Is it possible that they have really developed some new prescriptions?

"Doctor Wen, I think what Prince Rui said today was just an angry remark. How could the emperor change the tonic prescription casually?"

"That's right, the recipe can't be changed casually."

The others nodded in agreement.

Doctor Wen stroked his beard and said with a worried look on his face, "That's the truth. If you talk to someone who knows medicine and explain the dangers of it, he will definitely not come up with such an idea.

But the one who gave this order now is King Rui!

Prince Rui knows nothing about medicine, yet he just says these words without thinking.

Even if you explain it to him, he won’t understand!"

"Then we shouldn't have allowed someone who doesn't know medical skills to interfere in the affairs of our Imperial Hospital!"

Said the pot-bellied Doctor Liu.

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Imperial Physician Liu suddenly realized that it was Imperial Physician Huo and Imperial Concubine Shu who had insisted on asking Prince Rui to intervene!

"No, I didn't mean that!"

Doctor Liu quickly waved his hands and said, "I mean, Prince Rui really shouldn't ask us to re-study the prescription of tonic medicine."

Doctor Wen closed his eyes and said, "We said it ourselves. The emperor is in poor health. It is understandable that someone who doesn't understand art would come up with this trick!"

"What should we do? Do we really want to study the recipe of this tonic?"

Doctor Liu looked incredulous.

Doctor Wen nodded, "That's the only way. While the emperor is in a coma these few days, we should research the tonic as soon as possible.

After the emperor wakes up, it is time to take good care of his body."

Everyone looked at each other. Researching tonics was easy, but what was difficult was King Rui's requirement.

He wanted something that had never been used before.

Anything that has been used before will have a corresponding record in the pharmacopoeia of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

If King Rui wanted to make things difficult for them, he could just send someone to investigate.

"Do you really want to do something so unreasonable?"

Someone whispered a protest.

But when they thought about the source of this incident, they all shut their mouths again.

If anyone is to blame for this, it's Doctor Huo.

But now Doctor Huo’s status is comparable to that of the head of the hospital. Now that the head is away, he is the one who has the final say in the Imperial Hospital.

In order to stay in the Imperial Hospital with peace of mind in the future, no one dared to question him.

……

At this time, their Imperial Physician Huo was in Concubine Shu's Yonghe Palace.

"My lady, did you accidentally catch a cold today? Judging from your pulse, it seems that you have a headache caused by the cold."

Concubine Shu held up her forehead with two fingers and said, "Today when I went to His Majesty's bedroom, I walked in a hurry and was sweating a little.

Later, there was a bit of wind in the corridor.”

"That's right!"

Huo Qiming reached out and took out a pen and ink from the medicine box, sat down at the table and began to write a prescription, "Your Highness, take this prescription every day before going to bed. Take it for half a month and your illness will be cured."

Concubine Shu shook her head. "Doctor Huo, can't you see that my heart disease is even more serious?"