Chapter 227: Illness comes like a mountain and there is a glimmer of hope

Chapter 227: Illness comes like a mountain and there is a glimmer of hope

Chapter 227 Disease comes like a mountain and a glimmer of hope

After lowering her head and coughing a few times, Liuli suppressed her smile and bowed, "Your Majesty, please sit down."

Qu Chongyu glanced at Liuli suspiciously, and then at Yunyi who was covering her mouth and smiling with eyes crooked. He wanted to ask a question, but in the end he just cleared his throat and sat down solemnly, "Mrs. Kudi, Qu One of the reasons why I came here is about Bai Diefang." He put the box he had been holding on the table in front of him.

Xiaotan hurriedly picked her up and put her in front of Liuli. It was a very delicate sandalwood box, with a simple lotus pattern carved on the bottom. Liuli's fingers were itchy, but she couldn't open it immediately, so she could only smile and bow, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for remembering such a small thing."

Qu Chongyu lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Without Mrs. Kudi, there would be no Baidiefang today. This is what Chongyu should do, and there should be no word of thanks. It's just that this year's output is limited, and it will only be possible next year. Looks like, I hope Mrs. Cudi will give you some advice."

Liuli said "I don't dare" and sighed secretly in her heart. Qu Chongyu was right. People in Xizhou don't grow much Baidie now. Most of Baidiefang's income comes from the few hundred acres cultivated by their own families. Not to mention that the weaving workshop in the river valley only officially started construction in September. Even at today's price of two taels per end of a thin white stack, the output is limited, so the income will not be too much. If you really want to make money, you have to wait until next year. But when it comes to giving advice, she really has an idea, "Your Majesty, from what I see, if there is suitable raw silk in the market, I might as well collect some."

Qu Chongyu glanced at her strangely, "Madam, you may not know something. The quality of raw silk in Xizhou is not as good as that in Jiangnan, but the price is quite expensive. If it is spun into silk and satin, it is not as good as those produced in Shuzhou and other places."

Liu Li smiled and said, "It's not for weaving silk. I want to refine the raw silk and mix it with white laminated thin threads. If it can be done, the texture of the fabric will be better."

Mixing cooked silk and white folded thread to weave cloth? What kind of weaving is this? Qu Chongyu frowned subconsciously, but just looked at Liuli's smiling face, thinking of the weird ideas she had come up with in the past few months that had great results, and nodded, "Chongyu obeys."

Liuli’s smile deepened—if this idea can come true, the texture of silk cotton will be more comfortable than pure cotton! But he saw Qu Chongyu raised his head and looked at him, his eyes looking at him, "Chongyu heard that Madam is ill, I wonder if she is fine now?"

Liuli was a little puzzled, and after thinking for a while, she said vaguely, "It's just a slight chill."

Qu Chongyu nodded and said in an indifferent tone, "Chongyu has one more secular duty to do here. Pei Chang Shi Ze was sent to Sixiang. Today, forty or fifty village chiefs rushed to Xizhou to express their feelings to Chang Shi. Hearing that Chang Shi was not here, it would be good if Yun Ruo could give Madam a courtesy. It was not something that would bother Madam, but because it was difficult for them to travel in the cold weather, Chongyu took it upon himself to leave them all at the Protectorate. "If Madam is not in good health, Chongyu can just go back and say a few words."

Liuli couldn't help but be startled. Today is the day to worship the stove. It is indeed the day when people in Xizhou send New Year gifts to each other. It is not yet noon. If those villagers have arrived in the morning, they may have set off before dawn. Besides, even if I feel a little uncomfortable, why can I go to the front yard to collect money, but I can't go to the Governor's Mansion to meet people? Before she could speak, Yun Yi beside her said crisply, "Sister is indeed feeling unwell. She hasn't had a good meal or been out of the house for two or three days!"

Liuli hurriedly waved her hands, "How can you be so delicate? It's not like we're going to have a drink or have fun, but we're just going to the Protector's Mansion. It's hard to keep the villagers waiting for a long time, so I'll go right away." After thinking for a while, he said, "Xiao Tan, take two people with you, get fifty copies of next year's calendar, and come with me."

Yun Yi hurriedly said, "I will accompany my sister too!"

Liuli glanced at her and saw that she was excited. She probably felt bored at home these past few days, so she could only smile and nod. Yunyi couldn't help but cheered and jumped up.

As soon as she walked out of the hospital, she was faced with a gust of cold wind. Liuli shivered and quickly gathered her cloak. Something seemed to be aching in her forehead that was hit by the cold wind. Under the gloomy sky, the cold wind was a bit more biting than usual, coming straight through the gaps in the cloak. Even though Liuli was not wearing too little, her hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.

Yunyi was in high spirits, chattering to Liuli about the latest happenings in Xizhou City in the past few days. Whose family fell down while moving to a new house, whose new daughter-in-law was beautiful, her tone of voice was fast and urgent, Liuli could hear it. They were all buzzing and said casually, "How do you know there are so many?"

Yun Yi said proudly, "Sister Liu told me! She has a good temper and is willing to help. She is never impatient with others. Anyone who needs help is willing to come to her."

Liu Li couldn't help but laugh. If these words reached Tai Chi Palace, most people's eyes would fall to the ground. Yunyi glanced at her in surprise, "Sister, why are you laughing?"

Liuli shook her head, but there was a sudden jump in her temples. She couldn't help but frown. Yun Yi quickly held her arm, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Liuli didn't dare to shake her head any more and just smiled, "It's okay, let's go quickly."

Qu Chongyu looked back at them, frowned slightly, and quickened his pace without saying a word.

The distance from Qushui Fang to Duhu Mansion was only a hundred or two hundred steps, but today the road seemed to be extra long. The further Liuli walked, the weaker he felt under his feet. The feeling was so strange that it was almost weird. Finally, we arrived at the Duhu Mansion, and sure enough, there were dozens of people dressed as country squires standing in the courtyard. When they saw them, they rushed up and greeted them all. Liuli calmed down and took a quick look. Many of the faces looked familiar. She must have met the village chiefs a few days ago. She hurriedly cheered up, trying her best to search for their identities and surnames in her mind, and returned the gift with a smile.

Someone was called out by Liuli, and his face suddenly shone with light, "Madam still remembers me. The younger daughters-in-law have been thinking of Madam and specially made some pairs of shoes and socks. I hope Madam will not find it too crude!" Liuli smiled. He thanked Xiaotan and asked Xiaotan to take it. He asked the village chief if his grandchildren were okay, and received some grateful chatter in return.

Qu Chongyu stood aside with his hands behind his hands, watching Liu Liyan smiling and greeting the fellow villagers. The pale face just now disappeared almost instantly, and he felt a little admired in his heart. After Liuli accepted the gifts from the dozens of village elders one by one, he gave back the calendar, and watched everyone leave with satisfaction. More than two quarters of an hour had passed, and Xiao Tan came with Liuli. Several of them had their hands filled with various local products. Yun Yi held some of them curiously and asked Liuli, "Sister, what are these for?"

Liuli slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then she felt that she had been standing in the yard for a long time. The chill almost seeped into her bones, and the scenery in front of her seemed to start to shake. She held Yunyi's arm with her backhand, "Let's go home! "

Yun Yi smiled and said, "Are you going back now..." He caught a glimpse of Liuli's face and was startled, "Sister!"

Liuli whispered, "I'm fine."

Yun Yi hurriedly supported her. Qu Chongyu came over slowly and was about to send Liuli and the others out of the house. When he saw Liuli's bloodless face, his heart trembled slightly and he stopped walking. However, Liuli nodded to him and smiled, "Thank you very much." Your Majesty, I'll take my leave now." His voice was extremely gentle, just much lower than usual.

Qu Chongyu frowned and bowed slightly, "Chongyu should give Madam a ride."

Liuli didn't want to say anything more, so she turned around and walked back. She felt that the street was tilted and the ground was undulating. It took a lot of effort to stabilize her body with every step she took. Someone seemed to be greeting her on the road, and Yunyi's voice next to her became very strange, but those voices were buzzing in her ears. She could only nod and smile randomly, focusing all her attention on steadying her steps. She didn't know how long she walked, but finally the door of her courtyard appeared in front of her. She gritted her teeth and stepped across the threshold, walked through the courtyard, and then went up As she walked up the steps, she saw the door curtain opening in front of her eyes, and the smell of home rushed into her face. Her mind relaxed. Several screams seemed to come from her ears, and then there was overwhelming darkness.

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Ayan hurriedly walked outside, threw the hot cloth into the cold water, and after it was soaked, she twisted it, turned around and walked to the bed, but she heard Xiaotan exclaimed in a low voice, her voice filled with emotion. There was a hint of crying, "Madam... started to tremble again."

Ayan didn't bother to put down the towel, and rushed to the bed in a few steps. She saw that Liuli's cheeks, which were still red just now, had turned pale. Yunyi, who was sitting beside the bed, put her hand into the silk quilt and touched it, her face turned pale. Liuli turned whiter by three points, "Sister's hands are cold again!"

A-yan's face turned a little pale, and she quickly picked up another quilt that had been placed aside and gently covered it with it. However, Liuli's face became paler and paler, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. Ayan felt that her internal organs were tightly clenched together. She glanced outside and stamped her feet, "Why haven't you sent the medicine yet? Xiaotan, please keep a close watch on my wife. I'll go take a look."

She hurriedly rushed to the main room of the outer courtyard. Before she could enter the door, she heard a commotion inside. An old voice said loudly, "This disease is very obvious, with alternating cold and heat, stagnation of Nomu Qi, and stagnation of Qi in the middle part of the body." "Regulating qi should be the first priority." Another person sneered, "Mr. Hua's words are wrong. The patient clearly has evil heat in his body, so he should sweat to relieve his symptoms." Ayan hurriedly opened the curtain and went in. When she looked up, she saw three or four famous doctors from Xizhou who had just checked Madam's pulse. They were staring at each other like cross-eyed chickens. Each voice was louder than the other. Looking at it, it turned out that even the prescriptions were still there. Not opened yet. Ansaburo and Qu Chongyu stood aside, their expressions extremely ugly.

A-yan didn't care much, and hurriedly walked to An Sanlang without paying any attention to her courtesy, "Madam, I have a cold again. When will this medicine be available?"

Ansaburo also looked anxious. He looked at the famous doctors. Before he could speak, Qu Chongyu suddenly shouted angrily, "Do you know how to cure it? Can you cure it?"

The doctors who were quarreling red-faced were stunned, and someone said, "Of course it can be cured! It's just the internal stagnation of heat evil, just let it out." Someone next to them immediately said, "We should obviously regulate the qi, how can we relieve the heat?" Someone else said When he wanted to speak, Qu Chongyu's voice already had a hint of murderous intent, "Shut up!" He looked sharply at Han Si, who was the last person to diagnose the pulse and remained silent, "Doctor Han, what do you think?"

Han Si raised his head, his expression hesitant at first, but then he became determined, "Madam, I have typhoid fever. Now the cold and heat are alternating. I'm afraid it will be reversed in the evening. Now we should quickly unblock the meridians to dispel the cold. If it's too late, , I’m just afraid...it won’t be cured!”

Ansaburo's face suddenly changed, "What did you say?" Qu Chongyu was also stunned. Even several doctors stopped arguing. Someone sneered, "How old are you, and you dare to lie like this? Madam's cold and fever syndrome Although it is more severe, why can't it be cured? How can typhoid fever attack so quickly?"

Han Si ignored them and just looked at Ayan, "Madam, are you always weak and particularly afraid of the cold? In the past few days, you first had a headache and felt heavy, and then you didn't want to eat? Did you suffer from the cold again today?"

Ayan had already been there for a long time. She nodded when she heard this, "Exactly!" After thinking for a while, she said hurriedly, "Doctor Han, although my wife's body and bones look weak, she never gets sick. Are you "Did you make a mistake?" Han Si sighed, "If something goes wrong, it won't be cured." As he spoke, he walked over to the paper and ink desks that had been prepared and started writing. Some doctors walked over with sarcasm on their faces and read loudly, "Three liang of Angelica sinensis, three liang of cinnamon twigs, three liang of peony, two liang of licorice, two liang of Tongcao, and twenty-five jujubes." Then he sneered, "Madam has a high fever, but she still uses this hot medicine. The so-called quack doctor can kill people more than this. I'm afraid you can cure it more by treating cattle and sheep."

Han Si picked up the paper with a stupefied expression and said, "Han Siru has a long history of rebirth as his parents. Han has little knowledge and may not be able to save his wife, but if I follow your treatment method, my wife will have no physical condition!" He turned back and looked at Anzaburo intently. , "My boss, please trust Han Si this time. Boil this medicinal water from three liters to one liter, and let your wife take it first. If you are wrong, Han Si will let my boss do whatever you want!"

Ansaburo frowned and stamped his feet suddenly, "Okay! I'll listen to you. No matter what, you must keep her safe!" After saying that, he ignored the other doctors' comments and picked up Han Si's prescription and walked out. Go to the door.

The other doctors had very ugly expressions. They picked up their medicine bags and left one after another. Anzaburo ordered his assistants outside, then walked in through the curtain, frowned and said to Han Si, "Are you really sure?"

Han Si nodded vigorously, "I've seen him twice."

Yasaburo hurriedly asked, "How about those two times?"

Han Si lowered his head, "It took me three days to save one, and one..." He raised his head and glanced at Ayan, seeing that her face was pale, and said hurriedly, "Although Madam's symptoms are dangerous, her age is It’s still mild, but it can still be cured in three points.”

A Yan's face immediately turned a bit paler. Han Si was confused and didn't know what to say. Qu Chongyu said slowly, "According to your opinion, Madam's illness is caused by the cold evil she suffered today?"

Han Si pondered for a moment and shook his head, "The cold evil is just an introduction. Madam's constitution is too weak and cold, and she is mentally exhausted and injured by fatigue. This disease will not be like the cold evil today, and it will break out sooner or later."

Ayan frowned and glanced at him, and Han Si couldn't help but his tongue was a little tangled, "Mrs., did you suffer from a serious illness a few years ago, failed to recuperate, and suffered from cold?"

Ayan shook her head blankly, and Ansanlang on the side said hurriedly, "Exactly! Around the beginning of the second year of Yonghui, she had been seriously ill for several months, and then... suffered from some hunger and cold, but she seemed to be fine afterwards. "

Han Si looked a little gloomy, "Hasn't Madam never seen a doctor in these years? Hasn't she ever had any maintenance? In fact, given Madam's condition, if she doesn't look good and has a minor illness from time to time, that's fine. She has never been like this. When you are sick, you just rely on your strength to hold on. Once you relax, you will be as sick as a mountain."

Ayan stood there, her eyes slowly becoming blurry. Although she had never seen the lady before, she had heard Xiaotan say that after she followed the lady, not to mention, she was not unable to do anything in these years. Wrong move? Don't you dare to be careless for a moment? It turns out that the lady is not incapable of getting sick, she just doesn't dare to get sick and can't get sick. Now that the dust has finally settled, she has revealed all the debts she has owed over the years... She gritted her teeth to hold back the sourness in her eyes, and asked in a calm voice. He said, "Doctor Han, what else can you do before taking the medicine?"

Han Si thought for a while and said, "Madam, you are not afraid of fever. You are only afraid of chills. The most important thing is to avoid sweating and yang. You can use more heating bags to keep warm when you go back. If... the cold has passed your knees and elbows, come over quickly and let us know." I."

Ayan turned around and walked out without saying a word. She faintly heard Qu Chongyu's stern voice coming from behind her, "Send two more fast horses to the military camp. Be sure to find Pei Changshi!"

　Nearly half an hour later, the prepared medicine was finally delivered to the backyard. However, Liuli was still drowsy. She couldn't take more than a few mouthfuls of the medicine from a bowl before she vomited it all out. Ayan and Xiaotan fed her several times respectively. Not only did they not get much medicine, but they also vomited all over their pillows and quilts. Everyone I quickly changed it.

As the sun went down, her high fever did not come back, but her hands and feet kept getting colder, gradually reaching her elbows and knees. After Han Si got the news, he hurried over and checked his pulse from time to time. Seeing that the medicine was not entering, his face became whiter and whiter. Yunyi sat silently by the bed, both hands stretched out under the quilt to cover Liuli's hand; Xiaotan stood aside with red eyes, and even when she picked up a glass of water, her hands were shaking; only Ayan was okay Calm down, he added a little hot water to the slightly cooled heat bag from time to time. However, his hand was burned twice but he felt nothing.

After arriving at the lamp, she saw that Liuli's face was becoming as pale as paper, and her limbs were all cold. The quilts had been added to three beds, and several hot water bladders were used in the quilts. She was still shaking uncontrollably, and her body was slowly getting colder. Curled up. Han Si hurriedly wrote another prescription, which contained only four herbs: licorice, dried ginger, fresh ginger, and aconite. He asked the maid to deliver it to the front, and asked the pharmacy clerk in the front yard to fry it quickly. Xiaotan couldn't help but said, "Doctor Han, if I can't feed him like this, what's the use of changing the dressing? Is there anything else you can do?"

Han Si said sadly, "If you are a man, you can first use moxibustion to warm the yang and stimulate menstruation, and then push the medicine."

Yun Yi hurriedly said, "Then use it quickly. What are you waiting for?"

Han Si’s voice was even lower, “You have to take off your middle coat first.”

Yunyi couldn't help but was stunned. Several people in the room looked at each other, their faces a little gray: Although Xizhou is not Chang'an, there is no reason for a woman to take off her inner clothes and let the doctor moxibustion. If this is really done, , is it okay to spread the word?

In the dead silence, only the sound of rapid footsteps was heard, the door curtain was pushed open with a bang, and everyone in the room turned around and saw a pale and stiff face.

Pei Xingjian's clothes were almost in a mess. There were large traces of mud on the black cloak, and the corners of the robe were torn in two places. He looked fixedly at the head of the bed, took a few steps to the bed, and called out "Liu Li" in a low voice. , his voice was completely hoarse, and then he raised his head to look at Han Si, "How is she?"

There was no expression on his face, just like wearing a white wax mask, but his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. Han Si immediately lowered his head, "Han Si is incompetent, madam, there is no need for medicine."

Pei Xingjian stood there in a daze, speechless and unable to breathe. His eyes were completely dim. He just subconsciously turned to look at Liuli. After a while, he suddenly breathed out, and even his voice became stiff. , "Is there any other way?"

Han Si gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe moxibustion can be used."

Pei Xingjian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Can you please give Dr. Han a try?"

Han Si hesitated and said, "Moxibustion requires removing clothes and burning the muscles. The acupuncture points are on the back and...lower abdomen."

Pei Xingjian was startled for a moment, bowed solemnly and saluted, and still said the same seven words, "Can you please give Dr. Han a try!"

Han Si’s eyes widened in astonishment, then he let out a long breath and turned to look at Ayan, “Cut a few more slices of ginger, each slice is the size of a copper coin, and add two pots of charcoal fire!”

Two pots of burning charcoal fire were moved into the back room, and the already extremely warm room became even hotter. Han Si's forehead was even more covered with sweat. Pei Xingjian had taken off his cloak and robe, and was buried somewhere. The blood-stained palms were soaked and washed with hot water, and then they were stretched out under the quilt. After a while, they took off Liuli's middle coat, then held up her head, pushed away the pillow, and slowly turned her over.

The bright red silk quilt was pulled back a little, and the exposed back was thin and boneless. Pei Xingjian's eyes couldn't help but darken. Han Si's expression calmed down. He first placed the **** slices with several small holes pierced under his neck and shoulder blades. On several acupuncture points, moxa sticks were lit on **** slices. Amid the curls of green smoke, he replaced the moxa sticks one stick after another. After seven sticks, he took off the **** slices, rubbed them with medicated oil, straightened up, and turned his back.

Pei Xingjian did not hesitate, reached out and gently turned Liuli over. Seeing that her lips seemed to have a little more color, he couldn't help closing his eyes and exhaled. He just lifted the jade-colored string and saw the plain-colored panties. At this time, the fingers that had always been steady still trembled. Ayan and Xiaotan looked at each other, and their expressions became a little stiff. Pei Xingjian calmed down briefly, covered Liuli's chest with another quilt, and whispered, "Please tell me where the acupuncture points are, and I'll give it a try."

Han Si looked relieved, "Shenque is in the navel, Qihai is **** below the navel, Guanyuan is four fingers below the navel, and seven moxa sticks need to be replaced."

Pei Xingjian nodded, picked up the prepared **** slices, moxa sticks and other items, followed Han Si's technique, pasted the **** slices on the corresponding positions one by one, and lit the moxa sticks. When the seven sticks were burned out and he was helping Liuli get dressed, the lines on Pei Xingjian's face loosened a little, "Doctor Han, her hands and feet don't seem to be so cold anymore."

A hint of joy suddenly appeared on Han Si's face, and he turned around, "That's good. Please help the lady up, Chang Shi, and I'll massage her and give her medicine!"

I don’t know whether it was the moxibustion just now or the massage on the back by Han Si at the same speed as the spoon feeding the medicine. This time, the bowl of medicine was administered smoothly. After feeding the last two mouthfuls, Liuli, who had been drowsy all the time, suddenly frowned and moved her lips slightly, but almost no sound came out.

Pei Xingjian's eyes never left her face. He quickly moved his arms so that she could lean more firmly on his shoulders. He listened attentively for a moment. When he raised his head, his whole face had a hint of life. "Hurry up and get a glass of warm water." come over."

His voice was still hoarse, but with a soft smile, "She said, spicy."

Actually I could have divided it into two chapters and posted it earlier, but if it was about the Chinese New Year, if it was cut off in the middle... people would probably throw throwing knives and hit me. So let’s stick to purple. Because I'm going out soon and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon, the next chapter will be released on the fifth day of the lunar month (the fifth and sixth days of the lunar month will also be outside), so there will be a one-day break on the sixth day of the lunar month. It should be able to update normally on the seventh day of the new year. sorry. I wish you all lots of red envelopes during the Chinese New Year and may you always have good luck. It's a sign of illness... I jumped down with my head in my hands.

　　

　　

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