Chapter 1187 Borrowing a Doctor

The east is dawning, and the window is getting whiter.

The elderly Doctor Song had more wrinkles on his face. Cao Yong sat opposite him, his face full of solemnity.

Chu Yu was also standing next to her husband worriedly, waiting for Dr. Song to make the final diagnosis of Changsheng.

Xiaolou walked to Dr. Song with red eyes and holding an open tin pot.

Doctor Song stood up, looked at the tin basin carefully, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

Cao Yong and Chu Yu's hearts were hanging. Doctor Song touched his beard, nodded to Cao Yong, and said, "There is blood in his urine, just as the old man guessed before, it's true. This hurts the liver and spleen..." As he spoke, he felt a little hesitant and embarrassed.

Cao Yong's heart sank.

If it were three hundred years later, liver and spleen injury might not be a big deal; in this era, such injuries would be fatal.

"Doctor Song, is it because my brother is in danger? No matter what, please tell me about it." Cao Yong said.

Doctor Song thought about it and said, "It is very dangerous to be injured in the internal organs; but looking at the bruises on my chest, it seems that they are not seriously injured and have a good chance of life. It's just that the old medical skills are not good and dare not be below. If there is any mistake, wouldn't it harm others or yourself?"

Cao Yong and Chu Yu looked at each other, and both the couple looked a little complicated.

I was worried about the serious injury of immortality, but also breathed a sigh of relief for the hope of life.

But Doctor Song is the number one person in Xinglin, Qingyuan. Since he doesn't even dare to get down, the other doctors in Qingyuan City have no hope.

"You can't just endure it like this. You ask Doctor Song to worry about it and find a way to stabilize the seventh brother's injury. Cao immediately sent someone back to the capital for medical treatment." Cao Yong looked at Doctor Song and said earnestly.

But Doctor Song shook his head.

Cao Yong's face had not changed, but his eyes were deeper. He heard Dr. Song say, "There are many people in the Imperial Hospital. If Lord Cao believes in them and delays the diagnosis and treatment, he will probably regret it. The old man said something more. When it comes to the internal medicine masters, he will also refer to the 'Yao Yifang' who retired from the Imperial Hospital in his early years."

"Yao Yifang..." Cao Yong thought of this name and felt strange.

"He retired from the Imperial Hospital thirty years ago and has since disappeared in front of others. Lord Cao has never heard of it. The Mongols were used to waste their lives. When the Holy Master was in full swing, the young old man was enlisted in the army. He was fortunate to be a worker under his command. He had seen him treat seriously injured soldiers with his own eyes. Even if he was trampled on by a fierce horse, as long as he had a breath, he could still get his life back from the King of Hell." Doctor Song said, with a little admiration and a madman coming in his eyes.

Cao Yong listened, his mind had been circling for a few times.

Although "Yao Yifang" has been retired from the Imperial Hospital for 30 years and has been the upsurge of Doctor Song, who is nearly 70 years old, Cao Yong is not worried about not finding his whereabouts, nor is he worried about whether he will die of life.

With Doctor Song's experience and eyes, he would not lead to people who are unknown and have no idea of ​​life and death when Cao Yong was so sad that he was anxious about his younger brother.

"Where is this person? Doctor Song can tell me frankly?" Cao Yong was anxious and impatiently circled around and said bluntly.

Doctor Song touched his beard and said, "He has a nephew in Qingyuan. He is not someone else, but his son-in-law. He went to the capital to see him last year. As far as the son-in-law knows, Yao Yifang has been hiding his identity in the past thirty years and serves as a tribute in Prince Jian's mansion."

After hearing this, Cao Yong nodded and thanked Dr. Song.

Although Doctor Song claimed that he "did not dare to go down", he nominated a prescription before leaving, which is a warm medicine to replenish blood and qi.

When I sent someone to see Doctor Song away, it was already dark.

Cao Yong did not dare to delay for a moment, so he directly sent someone to send paper and pen, and picked up the pen and wrote a letter in Changsheng's house.

In addition to the letter to Yaerjiang A himself, Cao Yong also wrote a letter to Yongqing.

Although Yongqing had a bad time, King Jian never distanced himself from his brother, and even Yaer Jiang A never neglected his elder brother.

Yaerjiang A is the most casual person. Even if Cao Yong knew him, he would not guarantee that the other party would agree to borrow the doctor.

After all, from Doctor Song’s account, Yao Yifang is not young. It is another journey from Beijing to Zhili.

In addition, Yongqing is just in case.

After writing the letter, Chu Yu had already come out of the inner room.

Cao Yong raised his head and said, "How..."

Chu Yu had red eyes and whispered: "It hurts so much. He was covered in cold sweat. He was holding back. He only said that nothing was wrong. I comforted me not to worry. Seeing that he was extremely weak in his mind, I was afraid that he would fall asleep in wet clothes and hurt his body. He called Xiu Pai, Xiaolou and the other two were replaced."

Although the two are uncles and sisters-in-law, Changsheng is younger than Chu Yu's two children. Chu Yu is watching the land. How can he not feel distressed when he sees the older ones since he was a child?

Cao Yong held two letters, but hesitated a little.

Not afraid of ten thousand, just fear of what if.

What if Yaerjiang A is suiyan and refuses to lend someone to leave Beijing? He wants to return to Beijing in person, but his identity is limited and he cannot make a taboo.

Seeing that her husband was so embarrassed, Chu Yu looked at the letter in Cao Yong's hand and said, "Master, I'd better go back to Beijing and leave... If that Yao Yifang can't come, it's better to invite other imperial physicians who are proficient in internal medicine..."

Now that things are not a time to delay, Cao Yong nodded and said, "For this, thank you for your hard work."

But Li can't speak out.

The couple arrived at Li's yard, and Li was awake and was being served by the maid.

Chu Yu looked anxious and vague, saying that someone had sent a letter to the Prince Chun Mansion in Beijing, and the prince asked him to go back to Beijing and asked the old lady for instructions on returning to Beijing.

When Li heard this, he was shocked. Thinking about the age of Prince Chun and Prince Chun Fujin, he was quite worried and nodded immediately, asking Chu Yu not to worry about the mansion and return to Beijing as soon as possible.

When Chu Yu left, Li asked Cao Yong in a low voice, "Is it wrong with the Seventh Prince or the Seventh Concubine?"

Although he was worried about immortality, Cao Yong didn't want to curse his father-in-law and mother-in-law, saying, "It shouldn't be. If that's true, he wouldn't just ask Chu Yu to go back alone."

When Li heard this, he felt this and felt a little relieved.

When Cao Yong came out of Li's house, Chu Yu had already sent someone to prepare a carriage, said hello to her husband, and led people on the way.

When it was time for breakfast, Cao Yong said to Li in shame: "Madam, Tianyou and Hang Seng are not here, and his son is really worried that Chu Yu will return to Beijing alone, so he asked Changsheng to send her sister-in-law with him."

Li did not blame his son for his own actions, but just complained, saying, "Why didn't you say it just now? You should have a good student telling him a few words to avoid being naughty and delaying his business."

The matter was temporarily covered up, because when Doctor Song came over, it was the second half of the night, except for Changsheng and Cao Yong who were serving in the yard, the others did not know about Changsheng's serious illness.

This was hidden for three days.

The news finally came back in the capital and brought back Chu Yu's handwritten letter.

She took a day and a night to return to the capital at noon yesterday and went to Prince Jian's mansion to seek medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, Prince Jian went to Fangshan to hunt, but was not in the capital. Fortunately, Prince Jian Fujin heard that it was a life-saving matter, so he immediately sent someone out of the city to find Prince Jian and report on the matter.

Although Prince Jian did not come back from outside the city, he wrote a handwritten book and promised to borrow someone to save his life.

However, Yao Yifang is in his 80s and is old and weak, so it is not advisable to move quickly, because he is afraid that the return journey will be one or two days late.

Cao Yong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

In the past two days of immortality, Dr. Dong, who was in charge of the Governor's Office, was taken care of by Dr. Dong, who was in the Governor's Office. Although he was sleeping a lot, he gradually stabilized.

In addition to worrying about immortality day and night, Cao Yong did not dare to ignore the more than 500 casualties.

On the day Chu Yu returned to Beijing, Cao Yong also sent people to the capital to send two copies, one clear copy and the other secret copy that went directly to the emperor.

During the Ming Dynasty, the Qingyuan City Bridge collapsed during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the people suffered casualties; during the secret, the people should be more detailed. In addition to the number of casualties, the Qingyuan officials also responded to opposition.

The prefect Zhu Zhilian was in charge of the rescue and resettlement of the people. The governor Tang Zhiyu reduced the expenditure of Qingyuan's property and even out a part of the local vassal silver to advance the medicinal materials needed to treat the people. Others, etc.

There is no exaggeration, it is all true description.

If something big happens, someone will always take responsibility.

Cao Yong planned ahead and could not save everyone from guilt. He just prevented someone from taking advantage of the situation and left some room for everyone.

Seventy-seven people died and four hundred and thirty-two were injured.

Perhaps in the eyes of emperors who have not left the ancient palace gate, this is just a light set of numbers. After all, "All under the world is the king's land; a shore of the earth is the king's minister."

But when Yongzheng saw it, he took a breath of air conditioning.

If there is too much flood and disaster, it is not uncommon to die a hundred or eighty people, after all, water and fire are ruthless.

But this is a man-made disaster, and it happened again in Zhili, Jingjin, Suwei.

Dragon face was furious.

The report on the matter related to the sticking rod also came to the imperial front.

Although this reply is not as detailed as Cao Yong's secret letter, 90% of the news is in line with it, which makes Yongzheng slightly regain his rationality.

Qingyuan is not far from the capital, and it is such a major event, and it cannot be concealed.

Yongzheng didn't care about anyone who was punished first, and it was the main thing to appease the people's hearts.

He thought about it and sent someone to pass on the Thirteenth Prince. The Thirteenth Prince brought the decree to Qingyuan...

By the time Chu Yu took Yao Yifang to Qingyuan, it was already noon on August 20th.

Although there are people hanging on the ginseng in Changsheng, people quickly lose weight, and their originally rosy cheeks also lose their luster.

Yao Yifang is eighty-four years old, and his beard and hair are all white, and he is unsteady when walking. In addition, he is tired from rushing and looks weak, but his eyes are still clear and clear, and his hands are not shaking when taking the pulse. The bottom is straightforward, which makes people feel a little more convinced.

Yao Yifang is just his nickname, not his real name. Just because he has excellent medical skills, no matter how serious his illness is, he can always save the patient's vitality after giving a prescription, so he was given such a nickname with praise.

Yao Yifang didn't say much, but after getting the prescription, he was exhausted and was helped to the guest room to settle.

Without any medical advice, Cao Yong was not angry at all, but instead was secretly happy.
Chapter completed!