After Xiao Fubao's life was stolen, he became the favorite of everyone in the capital

Chapter 395 Getting better
Niu Niu trotted to the old lady, looked at the old lady Gu lying on the bed with her last breath with a nervous face, and held her hand tightly.

"I... I brought a doctor back, Doctor Yan... the imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Bureau..." Niu Niu was so sad that she began to stutter.

Zhang Yunniang wiped away her tears and said, "Your grandmother finally woke up. The doctor we hired said that this was her last moments of life and she wanted to make arrangements for her funeral arrangements..."

Liu Xiaoru said at the side: "The old lady loves Niuniu the most. She is holding on for the last breath, probably because she wants to wait for Niuniu to come back and send her off for the last time."

Gu Zhao was standing aside, sobbing and saying, "Grandma, it's my fault that I'm useless and I'm not good enough at medicine. I couldn't save you. I will definitely study medicine well in the future."

The room was instantly filled with low, shallow cries.

Old Doctor Yan and the other two imperial physicians were slow and a step late. When they reached the door, the three of them were startled and thought they were too late and the patient was beyond saving.

But the three of them still put away their lost mood and walked in slowly.

When Doctor Yan first looked at Old Lady Gu lying on the bed, he uttered "Eh!" softly. He had just examined Old Lady Gu's pulse a few days ago. At that time, the old lady was in a coma, her pulse was disordered, and she looked like she was about to die.

Only because he cared about his family, he was willing to use all the good medicine just to save the old lady's life. If it were an ordinary family, they would have given up on treatment long ago.

At this time, the old lady's complexion seemed to be a last gasp in the eyes of others, but Doctor Yan had a vague premonition that it was not a bad thing.

As soon as Doctor Yan walked to the bedside, Niu Niu immediately made way for him and Gu Zhao moved a low stool for him to sit on.

Everyone in the room looked at Dr. Yan with anticipation. They were extremely hoping to hear good news from Dr. Yan.

Doctor Yan frowned slightly and changed hands to feel the patient's pulse. He then carefully looked at Old Mrs. Gu's expression and did all the same things: observation, listening, questioning and palpation.

After he stood up, he called two other imperial doctors to come forward to take his pulse.

The Gu family looked at this situation and stared at them nervously.

"Master, can my grandma still be saved?" Gu Zhao asked his master cautiously.

Doctor Yan did not give a direct answer, but asked: "You have studied for so long, what do you think?"

Gu Zhao's tears fell down, and he cried, "My apprentice is not very good at learning. I just feel that grandma is just recovering from her last moments..."

The other two imperial physicians heard this and looked at Old Doctor Yan in surprise.

That look contained shock, questioning, and deep regret.

Doctor Yan was so angry at their looks that he didn't want to admit that he had made a mistake and accepted a disciple with dull talent. He threw up his sleeves and hit Gu Zhao hard.

"You also know that you are not well-trained? Then how dare you come out and embarrass yourself? Go back and raise insects well! You are just my registered disciple. When you go out to practice medicine in the future, don't mention my name in front of others!" Old Doctor Yan said loudly, as if he was afraid that his former colleagues in the Imperial Hospital could not hear him.

Gu Zhao looked at him aggrievedly, unable to understand how it was possible that he suddenly became a registered disciple when it was clearly stated before that he was the last disciple. He felt as if his status had been lowered again and again, but he also knew that Doctor Yan had a strange temper, so it was better not to go against him.

Old Doctor Yan looked at the two imperial physicians again and said, "The results of your pulse diagnosis should be the same as mine." The two nodded.

Gu Mingda bowed to Doctor Yan and said, "Doctor Yan, if you have anything to say, please speak up. We are willing to do our best to save the old lady's life."

Doctor Yan had interacted with Gu Mingda several times and was very familiar with his personality. He said, "The old lady was hit on the head by a heavy object before, and she was in a coma for several days. The most difficult thing about this kind of injury is that the person can wake up. Now that the old lady has woken up, the most dangerous time has passed."

Gu Mingda opened his eyes wide in disbelief and said excitedly: "So... my mother is going to recover?"

Doctor Yan said, "It's too early to say she's recovered, but since she woke up, it proves she's getting better. But she's old, and she's suffered a lot this time. I'm afraid she won't be able to move normally for the rest of her life, and may have to stay in bed and be taken care of."

Gu Mingda didn't care about this and said, "My mother was lucky to be alive after such a disaster. How could I ask for more?"

Gu Zhao suddenly tugged at the sleeve of Doctor Yan, and said with a sad face, "Master, is my medical skill really that bad?"

Doctor Yan frowned and said, "I usually teach you so hard, but I don't know how much you have learned. Now, when your own grandmother is sick, you can't even see clearly!"

Gu Zhao lowered his head, looking disappointed, and said, "But I...but I have clearly examined it very carefully...even the doctor we hired said so..."

After the accident of Old Mrs. Gu, ordinary doctors were helpless. The Gu family also went to ask for help from Old Doctor Yan a few days ago, but he also said that there was no hope for her.

Last night, Doctor Yan entered the palace, so the Gu family had to hire an ordinary doctor nearby. This morning, the ordinary doctor still said that there was no hope of survival.

"As a doctor, the worst thing to do is to blindly follow what others say. A patient's pulse may change all the time. Don't let the ideas of predecessors influence your own views," taught Doctor Yan.

Gu Zhao said with a puzzled look on his face: "I am actually... I am not influenced by my predecessors... I really think so..."

In desperation, Doctor Yan pushed his apprentice to Old Lady Gu and asked him to treat her again.

Gu Zhao stepped forward to take his pulse. The expression on his face kept changing. After looking carefully for a long time, he turned back, his eyes still full of hesitation.

When Doctor Yan saw his expression, his heart sank immediately, and he couldn't help but wonder if the child was hopeless. Sure enough, after struggling for a long time, Gu Zhao still felt that his pulse diagnosis results were no different from before.

Old Doctor Yan looked at the strange expressions of the two imperial physicians standing beside him and felt that his reputation in the medical world was in jeopardy.

What was even more terrifying was that Gu Zhao was still adding fuel to the fire: "Master, I did exactly what you taught me..."

When Doctor Yan heard this, he wished he could faint for a long time.

The interactions between the master and the disciple were naturally seen clearly by the people around them. Gu Mingda frowned, with a hint of blame in his eyes.

Gu Zhao has always been playful, so Gu Mingda naturally thought that his son was not studying seriously again.

But Gu Zhao felt very aggrieved at this moment. He looked at Niuniu for help and said, "Sister, I really studied hard."

Facing the questioning gazes in the room, only Niuniu nodded vigorously: "Brother, I believe you. Maybe it's not your problem. Maybe you haven't found the right teaching method."