God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 781
Sun Simiao replied honestly: "Master, this is diarrhea."

"Xiali? I'm still Alto Benben. How can I have such a strange disease?" Du He said with a laugh.

Sun Simiao: "... County Lord, I don't quite understand, Mr. Wang is suffering from diarrhea, can't eat, has diarrhea and has signs of dehydration!"

Du He suddenly realized: "So it's diarrhea? It's just dysentery!"

Dysentery is not considered a serious disease in the later generations. It can be cured by taking some medicine or injection and infusion. It is because of the invention of antibiotics. But in this era, it is an absolute serious disease with a high mortality rate. The biggest feature is diarrhea. Until you die of dehydration!
Du He asked, "Do you have a cure?"

"I really can't do anything about it. This disease has been recorded in ancient medical techniques such as "Huangdi Neijing", "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", "Nanjing", "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber", and it has always been regarded as an intractable disease. Although there are many cures method, but the effect is not satisfactory, it is really difficult to cure..." Sun Simiao said.

When everyone heard this, a big stone was lifted in their hearts.

Even so many doctors in ancient times and the king of medicine are powerless.

Is Duhe really okay?

Du He touched his chin and said, "Since that's the case, it's better to let Mr. Wang die. It's reasonable to die from intractable diseases..."

Looking back, seeing Li Er's angry eyes and the vicious looks of other ministers, Du He laughed: "Just kidding, I have admired Wang Situ for not a day or two, he is sick in bed, how can I just sit idly by ...Actually, I do have a way to save Lord Wang."

Ok?
Everyone was stunned.

"Du He, what can you do quickly?"

"Yes, tell me quickly!"

Everyone urged anxiously.

Li Er frowned and said, "Du He, are you joking?"

Du He said: "Your Majesty, my lords, you can doubt Lord Wang's character, but you must never doubt my character. I, Du He, live in Chang'an area. There is a way, but this method still needs Mr. Wang’s consent, if he doesn’t agree, then I have nothing to do.”

Li Er nodded: "This is the best, no matter what the method is, I think Wang Qing's family will agree."

"Your Majesty, I'm going to ask Lord Wang for his opinion?"

"Alright!"

Du He turned around and walked into the room.

Before entering the house, he quickly pinched his nose tightly.

The whole house is smelly, like a hut, making people uncomfortable.

Wang Gui was lying weakly on the bed, surrounded by two maidservants, and a wooden bucket was placed beside him, for convenience when Wang Gui couldn't bear it.

Wang Gui's face was as pale as if it had been covered with flour. When he saw Du He, he struggled to get up. His stubborn little eyes seemed to say, even if the old man died, I wouldn't let you treat him.

Du He pinched his nose and said: "Master Wang, what you suffer from is diarrhea, that is, dysentery. I have a medicine that can cure you. This medicine is to eat pork. What do you think?"

eat pork?
What Wang Gui hates most now is the word pork.

If it wasn't for the pork, why would he be so ashamed.

"what……"

He was so weak that he couldn't move, but suddenly he was furious and struggled to sit up, pointed at Du He, and shouted: "... Get out... Get out, get out of here... You are here to humiliate... humiliate the old man... roll……"

"Oh!"

Du He turned around and left without stopping.

When he came outside, Du He said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I just told Mr. Wang that the way to cure him is to eat pork, but Mr. Wang seems to be looking for death and unwilling to treat him. You heard it too. He told me to go away." Oh, it's really disgusting, if I didn't see him lying in bed, I would have to argue with him."

Want to debate?

Everyone looked weird.

Just because of the debate, Mr. Wang not only has frequent diarrhea, but also has a reputation and loses face. If there is another debate, Mr. Wang must not be willing.

Changsun Wuji and others went in one after another to persuade Wang Gui, but Wang Gui was as stubborn as a heifer, and no one could persuade him.

Li Er was also a little helpless.

At this moment, Du He suddenly shrugged his nose, his complexion changed drastically, "My Cao, what kind of bastard burnt my young master's meat skewers..."

Saying that, he left everyone behind and rushed out like flying.

A group of people were left looking at each other.

Gao Shilian said: "Your Majesty, I think Du He's actions are completely nonsense. I have never heard of pork being able to cure diarrhea. If so, then the ancients would have discovered it a long time ago. Why is it that there is no good treatment until now?" If there is a way to cure diarrhea, Du He is probably just trying to insult Wang Situ!"

"My minister agrees!"

"Du He's behavior is really disgusting!"

Everyone condemned Du He.

Li Er said helplessly: "Okay, if Du He really does such a thing, I will never forgive him, but at present, whether pork can cure diseases is not yet conclusive, the key is to get Wang Qing's family to cooperate , you can persuade me later!"

"Yes!"

They went to take turns admonishing Wang Gui.

But Wang Gui's temper is like the old lady's foot wraps, smelly and long, and he only has one sentence: Even if the old man dies, he won't eat pork.

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yard.

The smoke is lingering and the aroma is tangy.

Du He and Ma Zhou squatted beside the charcoal brazier, busy.

The meat on the rack is grilled to a golden brown color, and with spices, it looks mouth-watering.

Ma Zhou said with emotion: "The barbecue made by the county magistrate reminds me of roast lamb, but the method is completely different from roast lamb, and it tastes much better than roast lamb..."

Du He laughed and said, "Roasting mutton is no worse than roasting pork, it's just that those stupid cooks don't know how to do it."

Ma Zhou quickly finished eating a bunch of meat, and asked, "Master, can pork really cure diarrhea?"

"What do you think?" Du He asked back.

Ma Zhou thought for a while and said seriously: "It's not very likely. Pork has existed since ancient times. If it can cure diarrhea, the ancients must have discovered it long ago. Why wait until today?"

"Old Ma, you are right... Pork is pork. Eating pork can make you fat, but it can't cure diarrhea." Du He said.

Ma Zhou was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "The county magistrate... you said that pork can cure Mr. Wang's diarrhea? Could it be that it is really to humiliate Mr. Wang as others think?"

"No, I won't tell you the mystery of this for the time being. You will understand in the future that whether you eat pork or not is up to Mr. Wang's choice. If he wants to die, I can't help it. Besides, even if he agrees to cooperate, It may not be able to save him...Forget it, when eating meat, you shouldn't talk about these sad topics, come here, give me that skewer, I like to eat this evenly fat..."

As he spoke, he immersed himself in eating meat.

As for Wang Gui's life and death, Du He temporarily left it behind.

Seeing this, Ma Zhou didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, and tried his best to fan the fire with his fan.

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