Datang: My God of War identity was exposed by the princess

Chapter 154

In ancient times, the average life expectancy of people was not long.

The main reason is the backwardness of medical level.

Babies have poor resistance, but if there is a little problem, they will die prematurely.

As for adults, once infected with what now seems to be a small disease, they will die.

As for Shuang'er's illness, Imperial Physician Liu was not even [-]% sure.

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhixuan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked: "Princess Liu, this Princess Changle is living in the palace, why did she suffer from this cold disease? Could it be the plague?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Plague was the scariest thing in ancient times.

When a plague comes down, more people die than in a war.

It is not an exaggeration to use ten rooms and nine empty spaces to describe the horror of the plague.

Imperial Physician Liu immediately sighed and said, "The imperial physicians are also arguing about this. In addition, there have been many similar cases in Chang'an City recently, so most of the imperial physicians think that this disease is contagious."

"But the old lady's disease is not an infectious disease. Because it can only get sick when you get a cold."

"Princess Changle's illness was caused by her playing with fish in the back garden. And this girl was also caused by the cold air entering her body."

"If it's a plague, how can it only infect those who suffer from the wind and cold?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hanging hearts were finally at ease.

If it's a plague, wouldn't Duan Xiaofan hugging Shuang'er be infected?

Duan Zhixuan heaved a sigh of relief in an instant, and said with a sense of relief: "Mr. is a well-known doctor in the contemporary era, so it is naturally not wrong to predict."

"Please also open a house, sir. Whether this girl lives or dies depends on her fate."

As soon as Duan Xiaofan heard it, he jumped out of the bed immediately, and he shouted angrily: "What kind of shit, my fate is up to me!"

Duan Xiaofan was completely enraged.

What is looking at Shuang'er's own good fortune?

Does she deserve to die?
Isn't it just an occasional cold?

You are too much to be healed, I will heal by myself.

There is no medicine, I will make it now!
I just don't believe in fate!
When Duan Xiaofan said this, everyone was shocked.

These words are too domineering, too arrogant!
But this is Datang, the special mother's Datang!

Singing against God, this prodigal son won't be crazy, right?

For a moment, everyone stared at Duan Xiaofan, their faces were filled with astonishment and shock.

But Duan Xiaofan made up his mind, he wants to save Shuang'er!
According to Doctor Liu, Shuang'er was caused by cold air entering the body.

If I guessed right, Shuang'er and Princess Li Lizhi of Changle should have suffered from pneumonia.

In contemporary times, this disease is simply a pediatric problem.

After a few injections of antibiotics, it will be resolved in minutes.

But in ancient times, pneumonia was almost equated with terminal illness.

Pneumonia, which is endemic but not contagious.

This is also the main reason why imperial physicians are arguing endlessly.

Physicians Liu and Sai believed that this was not a plague.

But other imperial physicians believed that the disease was a plague, and Chang'an City should be put under martial law to prevent more people from being infected.

I control my own life!
Duan Xiaofan's words, in the ears of others, are just cynical words.

Even today's son Li Er, he dare not fight against the sky!

What's more, you are a prodigal son?

But Duan Xiaofan really made a move.

Since these bullshit imperial doctors can't save Shuang'er, then he will do it himself and save Shuang'er himself!
Physician Liu prescribed some prescriptions for Shuang'er, and then returned to the palace.

These prescriptions are nothing more than some medicines for reducing fever and relieving cough.

The underlying symptoms are birds with no use.

After all, this is ancient times, and the limitations of the times made the imperial doctors helpless.

At this time, what Li Er was anxious about in the palace was fidgeting.

Li Lizhi, Princess of Changle, is Li Er's favorite princess.

It's like holding it in your mouth for fear of melting, and holding it in your hand for fear of falling.

But now, his favorite princess fell ill.

The originally lively and lovely little princess was now pale, and she still had a persistent high fever, coughing non-stop.

This made Li Er heartbroken.

The imperial physicians were even more on the verge of a formidable enemy, taking turns to feel the pulse of Princess Changle.

But in the end, everyone looked sad.

Faced with Princess Changle's illness, the imperial physicians were helpless.

Everyone finally came to the conclusion that Princess Changle was young and weak, and it might be difficult for her to survive.
Empress Changsun sat by the bed, looked at her daughter, and kept wiping her tears.

Princess Li Lizhi of Changle glanced at her mother, and called out weakly: "Mother."

This "Mother Empress" made Empress Changsun even more weeping.

On the other hand, Li Er's expression was even more gloomy.

At this moment, his mood is the same as Duan Xiaofan's.

Reluctance, despair, helplessness, and resignation!
And just as the imperial physicians were sighing, Imperial Physician Liu hurried back to the palace.

After all, he is Sun Simiao's disciple, so he has a very high prestige in the imperial hospital.

When the imperial physicians saw that he was back, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Imperial Physician Sai hurried up to meet him and asked, "What's going on at Duke Fan's mansion?"

Imperial Physician Liu did not answer Imperial Physician Sai's question, but saluted Li Er who was beside him and said, "Your Majesty, a maid in Duke Fan's Mansion is ill, and her illness is the same as that of Princess Changle."

Li Er snorted in displeasure and said, "So what? I want you to heal Princess Changle quickly!"

A mere maid got sick, and Imperial Physician Liu still wanted to tell me, is he tired of life?

So Li Er's face was ashen at this time, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

The other imperial doctors bowed their heads in shame, because they couldn't cure the princess' illness!

But only Imperial Physician Liu slowly spoke again: "When the minister said that the maid was incurable, unexpectedly the young duan said: My fate is up to me."

boom!
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

I control my own life?
Has this prodigal son of Duke Fan's mansion ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard?
Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven of the True Dragon, and the lives of all the people in the Tang Dynasty are up to His Majesty!
But this little bastard actually said that his fate is up to him.

Is this not even considered by His Majesty today?

Although it's just a sentence, if the censor with ulterior motives finds out, I'm afraid this prodigal son will be impeached again.

Li Er immediately snorted and said, "Who does this little bastard think he is?"

As soon as the imperial air came out, everyone trembled.

Imperial Physician Liu immediately "clicked" in his heart, secretly regretting in his heart.

Why do you have to say this!
Isn't this pushing the young master of Fan Guogong's mansion into the fire pit?
Imperial Physician Liu quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained: "Your Majesty, Young Master Duan said that he is going to make a magic medicine that can cure cold diseases."

boom!
As soon as these words came out, the imperial physicians looked at each other and started whispering.

Magic medicine?

That prodigal son can't even feel the pulse, and he has to make a magic medicine to treat cold diseases.

What a boast!

He is humiliating all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital.

He is insulting medical skills!

(End of this chapter)