Chapter 183
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When Su Mo wanted to come in, he was stopped by Su Xiaoxiao.
"Master Su, please wait outside."
Su Mo glanced at Fu Langzhong. Obviously, he thought this was what Fu Langzhong meant.
Fu Lang said in the heart, you see, I'm useless, I'm just a name, and I came to learn along the way...
He said calmly: "Yes, when I practice medicine, I don't like being disturbed by others."
Oh my god, he actually talks like this to the future heir of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, will he be able to get out of the capital alive——
Su Mo withdrew his feet as usual, and said to Fu Lang, "Then, I'll ask Dr. Fu."
Fu Lang broke into a cold sweat.
Scared him to death...
Su Xiaoxiao closed the door, and snapped the bolt on.
Su Mo stared at the closed door for a moment, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and waited silently.
The boy at the side couldn't understand it, and turned his son away, the imperial doctor didn't have such an air, okay?
The room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, and the doors and windows were closed tightly, so the smell could not escape, making people feel a little dizzy.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the window.
Fu Langzhong said: "Can old Hou Ye blow the wind? It's still very cold in the capital."
Su Xiaoxiao took the pole to hold the window: "The ward must keep the air flowing, a little breeze will not hinder it."
The curtain of the Arhat bed was also lowered, covering it so tightly that it would be stuffy even if you were not sick.
Su Xiaoxiao picked up the curtain and hung it up with a hook.
Fu Langzhong came to help and hung up the other half of the curtain.
A thin and old sick face caught the eyes of the two of them.
Fu Langzhong met the old Hou Ye when he was young. Although he only met a few times, the majestic, burly and strong Zhenbei Hou left a deep impression on him.
Who would have thought that in only twenty years, the first-rank Marquis Wu, who beheaded the enemy king while talking and laughing, and firmly guarded the territory of the Northern Region, would be reduced to this withered appearance?
A great sadness welled up in Fu Langzhong's heart.
A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point.
Fu Langzhong's eyes suddenly turned red: "How could it be like this...how could it be like this..."
Su Xiaoxiao couldn't empathize with Fu Lang, but from the doctor's point of view, this patient did suffer from a lot of illnesses.
When I was young, I failed to take good care of my body. There were countless minor injuries and old injuries. The same place was even torn and severely injured repeatedly. After healing, a very ugly scar appeared.
Some injuries would leave sequelae, repeatedly torturing his body during countless cold and changing nights.
The above is the injury, and he still has a medical condition.
I can't imagine what kind of body is riddled with holes.
Su Xiaoxiao calmly took the patient's pulse, took out the stethoscope from the small medicine box Liu Ping made for her, and listened to the heart and lung sounds.
Arrhythmia.
It matched the pulse condition.
She took out the sphygmomanometer again, rolled up the patient's sleeve, and took a blood pressure measurement.
Blood pressure is a little low.
Su Xiaoxiao opened his eyelids with her fingers again, and checked his pupil changes with a small flashlight.
The pupils are dilated, the corneal reflex is almost invisible, and the reflex to light is absent.
The current situation is temporarily between moderate coma and severe coma. Without intervention, the brainstem response will completely disappear, that is, severe coma, respiratory failure, cardiac arrest, or even brain death may occur.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at his fingers again.
Su Xiaoxiao's calm and calm practice of medicine freed Fu Langzhong from his depressed and desolate emotions.
He wiped away his tears, pulled himself together, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Su Xiaoxiao said: "Continue to measure the patient's blood pressure, two to three times in a quarter of an hour."
"Okay." Fu Langzhong came to the bed and took the blood pressure monitor.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and walked out.
Seeing him coming out, Su Mo hurriedly asked, "How is my grandfather?"
Su Xiaoxiao said: "Before I answer you, I need to know about the patient's diet and daily life."
Su Mo took a deep breath, nodded patiently, and said to the boy beside him, "Who takes care of grandfather these days?"
"Small." said the boy.
Su Xiaoxiao asked the patient about his eating habits, and the servant answered truthfully.
The old Hou Ye loves to drink, people who lick blood with a knife, eat meat and drink in a big bowl, just now, the imperial physician once told the old Hou Ye that alcohol will hurt the body.
Old Hou Ye didn't listen to advice very much, he should drink or drink.
It wasn't until half a year ago that the old Hou Ye couldn't stand it anymore, so he quit drinking.
Meat continues to be eaten.
Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and said again: "When was the last time the patient ate?"
The boy said: "Yesterday afternoon, I drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and I haven't had any rice since then."
"How long have you been in a coma? Be more specific." Su Xiaoxiao said.
"This..." The boy scratched his head.
Su Mo said: "I came to see my grandfather last night and wanted him to eat something. My grandfather said he couldn't eat, so he fell asleep and didn't wake up in the morning."
Su Xiaoxiao said: "So you don't know exactly when he fell into a coma?"
The servant lowered his head: "You little one is incompetent."
Being in a coma at night is the easiest thing to ignore, so it's no wonder this boy.
"Have you experienced nausea, vomiting, coughing and other symptoms recently?"
"Yes, yes!" said the boy.
"How long?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.
The boy replied, "It started last winter."
Su Mo frowned: "Why haven't I heard of it?"
The servant lowered his head: "Old Hou did not tell me that he couldn't bear it last month, so he invited the imperial doctor to come, and the imperial doctor prescribed a prescription, which made him feel better. Who would have thought that half a month ago, his illness would return again?" Suddenly it got worse."
Su Xiaoxiao said again: "Do you have angina pectoris?"
"This... I don't know if it's small, but the old Hou Ye can handle it very well..."
Su Xiaoxiao understood what he meant. Old Hou Ye belonged to the kind of people who didn't cry out when they were in pain.
Su Xiaoxiao has already made a deduction in some aspects, but further diagnosis is still needed.
She said to Su Mo: "Your grandfather's illness still needs further diagnosis, but you said that he suddenly deteriorated half a month ago, and I found out the reason."
"What is it?" Su Mo asked.
"Poisoned." Su Xiaoxiao said seriously.
Su Mo suddenly changed color.
Su Xiaoxiao continued: "I don't know what the specific poison is, but your grandfather does have symptoms of poisoning."
Su Mo's breath stagnates: "Can, can you solve it?"
"Let me try."
After finishing speaking, Su Xiaoxiao went into the room and closed the door again.
Su Mo clenched his fists.
Grandfather was actually poisoned...
"Is the old Hou really poisoned? What kind of poison?"
Inside the house, Fu Lang asked.
"I don't know." Su Xiaoxiao said honestly.
She didn't know much about ancient poisons, so she really couldn't tell what kind of poison the old marquis had been poisoned by.
Fu Langzhong was stunned: "I don't know what kind of poison I got... how can I get rid of it?"
Su Xiaoxiao aimed at the bottle of "Niuhuang Jiedu Pill" in the small medicine box.
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When Su Mo wanted to come in, he was stopped by Su Xiaoxiao.
"Master Su, please wait outside."
Su Mo glanced at Fu Langzhong. Obviously, he thought this was what Fu Langzhong meant.
Fu Lang said in the heart, you see, I'm useless, I'm just a name, and I came to learn along the way...
He said calmly: "Yes, when I practice medicine, I don't like being disturbed by others."
Oh my god, he actually talks like this to the future heir of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, will he be able to get out of the capital alive——
Su Mo withdrew his feet as usual, and said to Fu Lang, "Then, I'll ask Dr. Fu."
Fu Lang broke into a cold sweat.
Scared him to death...
Su Xiaoxiao closed the door, and snapped the bolt on.
Su Mo stared at the closed door for a moment, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and waited silently.
The boy at the side couldn't understand it, and turned his son away, the imperial doctor didn't have such an air, okay?
The room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, and the doors and windows were closed tightly, so the smell could not escape, making people feel a little dizzy.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the window.
Fu Langzhong said: "Can old Hou Ye blow the wind? It's still very cold in the capital."
Su Xiaoxiao took the pole to hold the window: "The ward must keep the air flowing, a little breeze will not hinder it."
The curtain of the Arhat bed was also lowered, covering it so tightly that it would be stuffy even if you were not sick.
Su Xiaoxiao picked up the curtain and hung it up with a hook.
Fu Langzhong came to help and hung up the other half of the curtain.
A thin and old sick face caught the eyes of the two of them.
Fu Langzhong met the old Hou Ye when he was young. Although he only met a few times, the majestic, burly and strong Zhenbei Hou left a deep impression on him.
Who would have thought that in only twenty years, the first-rank Marquis Wu, who beheaded the enemy king while talking and laughing, and firmly guarded the territory of the Northern Region, would be reduced to this withered appearance?
A great sadness welled up in Fu Langzhong's heart.
A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point.
Fu Langzhong's eyes suddenly turned red: "How could it be like this...how could it be like this..."
Su Xiaoxiao couldn't empathize with Fu Lang, but from the doctor's point of view, this patient did suffer from a lot of illnesses.
When I was young, I failed to take good care of my body. There were countless minor injuries and old injuries. The same place was even torn and severely injured repeatedly. After healing, a very ugly scar appeared.
Some injuries would leave sequelae, repeatedly torturing his body during countless cold and changing nights.
The above is the injury, and he still has a medical condition.
I can't imagine what kind of body is riddled with holes.
Su Xiaoxiao calmly took the patient's pulse, took out the stethoscope from the small medicine box Liu Ping made for her, and listened to the heart and lung sounds.
Arrhythmia.
It matched the pulse condition.
She took out the sphygmomanometer again, rolled up the patient's sleeve, and took a blood pressure measurement.
Blood pressure is a little low.
Su Xiaoxiao opened his eyelids with her fingers again, and checked his pupil changes with a small flashlight.
The pupils are dilated, the corneal reflex is almost invisible, and the reflex to light is absent.
The current situation is temporarily between moderate coma and severe coma. Without intervention, the brainstem response will completely disappear, that is, severe coma, respiratory failure, cardiac arrest, or even brain death may occur.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at his fingers again.
Su Xiaoxiao's calm and calm practice of medicine freed Fu Langzhong from his depressed and desolate emotions.
He wiped away his tears, pulled himself together, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Su Xiaoxiao said: "Continue to measure the patient's blood pressure, two to three times in a quarter of an hour."
"Okay." Fu Langzhong came to the bed and took the blood pressure monitor.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and walked out.
Seeing him coming out, Su Mo hurriedly asked, "How is my grandfather?"
Su Xiaoxiao said: "Before I answer you, I need to know about the patient's diet and daily life."
Su Mo took a deep breath, nodded patiently, and said to the boy beside him, "Who takes care of grandfather these days?"
"Small." said the boy.
Su Xiaoxiao asked the patient about his eating habits, and the servant answered truthfully.
The old Hou Ye loves to drink, people who lick blood with a knife, eat meat and drink in a big bowl, just now, the imperial physician once told the old Hou Ye that alcohol will hurt the body.
Old Hou Ye didn't listen to advice very much, he should drink or drink.
It wasn't until half a year ago that the old Hou Ye couldn't stand it anymore, so he quit drinking.
Meat continues to be eaten.
Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and said again: "When was the last time the patient ate?"
The boy said: "Yesterday afternoon, I drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and I haven't had any rice since then."
"How long have you been in a coma? Be more specific." Su Xiaoxiao said.
"This..." The boy scratched his head.
Su Mo said: "I came to see my grandfather last night and wanted him to eat something. My grandfather said he couldn't eat, so he fell asleep and didn't wake up in the morning."
Su Xiaoxiao said: "So you don't know exactly when he fell into a coma?"
The servant lowered his head: "You little one is incompetent."
Being in a coma at night is the easiest thing to ignore, so it's no wonder this boy.
"Have you experienced nausea, vomiting, coughing and other symptoms recently?"
"Yes, yes!" said the boy.
"How long?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.
The boy replied, "It started last winter."
Su Mo frowned: "Why haven't I heard of it?"
The servant lowered his head: "Old Hou did not tell me that he couldn't bear it last month, so he invited the imperial doctor to come, and the imperial doctor prescribed a prescription, which made him feel better. Who would have thought that half a month ago, his illness would return again?" Suddenly it got worse."
Su Xiaoxiao said again: "Do you have angina pectoris?"
"This... I don't know if it's small, but the old Hou Ye can handle it very well..."
Su Xiaoxiao understood what he meant. Old Hou Ye belonged to the kind of people who didn't cry out when they were in pain.
Su Xiaoxiao has already made a deduction in some aspects, but further diagnosis is still needed.
She said to Su Mo: "Your grandfather's illness still needs further diagnosis, but you said that he suddenly deteriorated half a month ago, and I found out the reason."
"What is it?" Su Mo asked.
"Poisoned." Su Xiaoxiao said seriously.
Su Mo suddenly changed color.
Su Xiaoxiao continued: "I don't know what the specific poison is, but your grandfather does have symptoms of poisoning."
Su Mo's breath stagnates: "Can, can you solve it?"
"Let me try."
After finishing speaking, Su Xiaoxiao went into the room and closed the door again.
Su Mo clenched his fists.
Grandfather was actually poisoned...
"Is the old Hou really poisoned? What kind of poison?"
Inside the house, Fu Lang asked.
"I don't know." Su Xiaoxiao said honestly.
She didn't know much about ancient poisons, so she really couldn't tell what kind of poison the old marquis had been poisoned by.
Fu Langzhong was stunned: "I don't know what kind of poison I got... how can I get rid of it?"
Su Xiaoxiao aimed at the bottle of "Niuhuang Jiedu Pill" in the small medicine box.
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When Su Mo wanted to come in, he was stopped by Su Xiaoxiao. "Master Su, please wait outside." Su Mo glanced at Fu Langzhong. Obviously, he thought this was what Fu Langzhong meant. Fu Lang said in the heart, you see, I'm useless, I'm just a name, and I came to learn along the way... He said calmly: "Yes, when I practice medicine, I don't like being disturbed by others." Oh my god, he actually talks like this to the future heir of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, will he be able to get out of the capital alive Su Mo withdrew his feet as usual, and said to Fu Lang, "Then, I'll ask Dr. Fu." Fu Lang broke into a cold sweat. Scared him to death... Su Xiaoxiao closed the door, and snapped the bolt on. Su Mo stared at the closed door for a moment, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and waited silently. The boy at the side couldn't understand it, and turned his son away, the imperial doctor didn't have such an air, okay? The room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, and the doors and windows were closed tightly, so the smell could not escape, making people feel a little dizzy. Su Xiaoxiao opened the window. Fu Langzhong said: "Can old Hou Ye blow the wind? It's still very cold in the capital." Su Xiaoxiao took the pole to hold the window: "The ward must keep the air flowing, a little breeze will not hinder it." The curtain of the Arhat bed was also lowered, covering it so tightly that it would be stuffy even if you were not sick. Su Xiaoxiao picked up the curtain and hung it up with a hook. Fu Langzhong came to help and hung up the other half of the curtain. A thin and old sick face caught the eyes of the two of them. Fu Langzhong met the old Hou Ye when he was young. Although he only met a few times, the majestic, burly and strong Zhenbei Hou left a deep impression on him. Who would have thought that in only twenty years, the first-rank Marquis Wu, who beheaded the enemy king while talking and laughing, and firmly guarded the territory of the Northern Region, would be reduced to this withered appearance? A great sadness welled up in Fu Langzhong's heart. A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point. Fu Langzhong's eyes suddenly turned red: "How could it be like this...how could it be like this..." Su Xiaoxiao couldn't empathize with Fu Lang, but from the doctor's point of view, this patient did suffer from a lot of illnesses. When I was young, I failed to take good care of my body. There were countless minor injuries and old injuries. The same place was even torn and severely injured repeatedly. After healing, a very ugly scar appeared. Some injuries would leave sequelae, repeatedly torturing his body during countless cold and changing nights. The above is the injury, and he still has a medical condition. I can't imagine what kind of body is riddled with holes. Su Xiaoxiao calmly took the patient's pulse, took out the stethoscope from the small medicine box Liu Ping made for her, and listened to the heart and lung sounds. Arrhythmia. It matched the pulse condition. She took out the sphygmomanometer again, rolled up the patient's sleeve, and took a blood pressure measurement. Blood pressure is a little low. Su Xiaoxiao opened his eyelids with her fingers again, and checked his pupil changes with a small flashlight. The pupils are dilated, the corneal reflex is almost invisible, and the reflex to light is absent. The current situation is temporarily between moderate coma and severe coma. Without intervention, the brainstem response will completely disappear, that is, severe coma, respiratory failure, cardiac arrest, or even brain death may occur. Su Xiaoxiao looked at his fingers again. Su Xiaoxiao's calm and calm practice of medicine freed Fu Langzhong from his depressed and desolate emotions. He wiped away his tears, pulled himself together, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?" Su Xiaoxiao said: "Continue to measure the patient's blood pressure, two to three times in a quarter of an hour." "Okay." Fu Langzhong came to the bed and took the blood pressure monitor. Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and walked out. Seeing him coming out, Su Mo hurriedly asked, "How is my grandfather?" Su Xiaoxiao said: "Before I answer you, I need to know about the patient's diet and daily life." Su Mo took a deep breath, nodded patiently, and said to the boy beside him, "Who takes care of grandfather these days?" "Small." said the boy. Su Xiaoxiao asked the patient about his eating habits, and the servant answered truthfully. The old Hou Ye loves to drink, people who lick blood with a knife, eat meat and drink in a big bowl, just now, the imperial physician once told the old Hou Ye that alcohol will hurt the body. Old Hou Ye didn't listen to advice very much, he should drink or drink. It wasn't until half a year ago that the old Hou Ye couldn't stand it anymore, so he quit drinking. Meat continues to be eaten. Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and said again: "When was the last time the patient ate?" The boy said: "Yesterday afternoon, I drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and I haven't had any rice since then." "How long have you been in a coma? Be more specific." Su Xiaoxiao said. "This..." The boy scratched his head. Su Mo said: "I came to see my grandfather last night and wanted him to eat something. My grandfather said he couldn't eat, so he fell asleep and didn't wake up in the morning." Su Xiaoxiao said: "So you don't know exactly when he fell into a coma?" The servant lowered his head: "You little one is incompetent." Being in a coma at night is the easiest thing to ignore, so it's no wonder this boy. "Have you experienced nausea, vomiting, coughing and other symptoms recently?" "Yes, yes!" said the boy. "How long?" Su Xiaoxiao asked. The boy replied, "It started last winter." Su Mo frowned: "Why haven't I heard of it?" The servant lowered his head: "Old Hou did not tell me that he couldn't bear it last month, so he invited the imperial doctor to come, and the imperial doctor prescribed a prescription, which made him feel better. Who would have thought that half a month ago, his illness would return again?" Suddenly it got worse." Su Xiaoxiao said again: "Do you have angina pectoris?" "This... I don't know if it's small, but the old Hou Ye can handle it very well..." Su Xiaoxiao understood what he meant. Old Hou Ye belonged to the kind of people who didn't cry out when they were in pain. Su Xiaoxiao has already made a deduction in some aspects, but further diagnosis is still needed. She said to Su Mo: "Your grandfather's illness still needs further diagnosis, but you said that he suddenly deteriorated half a month ago, and I found out the reason." "What is it?" Su Mo asked. "Poisoned." Su Xiaoxiao said seriously. Su Mo suddenly changed color. Su Xiaoxiao continued: "I don't know what the specific poison is, but your grandfather does have symptoms of poisoning." Su Mo's breath stagnates: "Can, can you solve it?" "Let me try." After finishing speaking, Su Xiaoxiao went into the room and closed the door again. Su Mo clenched his fists. Grandfather was actually poisoned... "Is the old Hou really poisoned? What kind of poison?" Inside the house, Fu Lang asked. "I don't know." Su Xiaoxiao said honestly. She didn't know much about ancient poisons, so she really couldn't tell what kind of poison the old marquis had been poisoned by. Fu Langzhong was stunned: "I don't know what kind of poison I got... how can I get rid of it?" Su Xiaoxiao aimed at the bottle of "Niuhuang Jiedu Pill" in the small medicine box. 7017k
