Chapter 885 Turnaround (7)
What Nangong Yue didn't say is that if you want to find the real remedy for the disease, you must go through countless attempts, but the onset cycle of this epidemic is too short, and no one can guarantee that the patient will be able to survive until that day...
After a few people talked again, Nangong Yue ordered Yuan Yuyi to go to Yaohua Palace to stay temporarily. Han Huaijun whispered in Fu Yunhe's ear, Fu Yunhe gave him a strange look, and then left to go to Juyang. palace.
"County Lord," Han Huaijun looked at Nangongyue steadily, and asked, "Can I see Miss Jiang?" He used a questioning tone, but his attitude was very firm.
Nangong Yue was not surprised or discouraged, she just asked lightly, "Have you figured it out?" She looked at him fixedly, not only asking him if he was sure of his intentions, but also if he wanted to understand the horror of the epidemic place!
Han Huaijun looked back without dodging, with sincerity in his eyes, and said, "I only know that if I don't go, I will definitely regret it."
"Okay, I'll take you there." Nangong Yue said and walked forward first. She seemed calm, and she didn't know whether to be happy for Jiang Yixi's life and death, or to be sad for her illness at the moment.
How will the two of them end up?
Can you and Xiao Yi escape this disaster?
...
Early the next morning, Baihui came to report to Nangong Yue, saying that the servant of the imperial censor's residence was gone, but Si Tianjian was still unconscious.
Nangong Yue almost couldn't eat breakfast, but she still forced herself to swallow half a steamed bun, and hurriedly rushed to Xing Lin Tang.
"County Master, you know?" Wu Taiyi saw Nangong Yue's face and knew that she had received the news, and handed a few pieces of paper to Nangong Yue.
These pieces of paper recorded in detail the amount of medication administered to the three comatose critically ill patients and their subsequent detailed reactions.
Nangong Yue quickly noticed that the dead boy used the most horse blood, which means that it was too much. After every time Si Tianjian and another patient took the medicine, the symptoms would be relieved, but three hours later, The condition will gradually get worse...
On the bright side, Si Tianjian had another day to live. At this time, even if he had one more day, he would have a little more chance.
Nangong Yue and the imperial physician discussed using the most conservative method to slowly increase the dosage of horse blood, and began to give some critically ill patients with vomiting and diarrhea to also take the decoction with horse blood, and also asked the maids to record their reactions after taking the medicine. .
At first, the condition of the critically ill patients was significantly relieved, and the vomiting and diarrhea were significantly controlled, and even four hours later, there was no more vomiting or diarrhea.
The imperial physicians were overjoyed, feeling that the flames of hope finally appeared in front of them, and tried to extend the horse blood medicine to patients with moderate and severe illnesses. Soon, their conditions were relieved...
This good omen reversed the deadly atmosphere in the hunting palace. Not only did the patients have hope in their eyes, but even the maids and servants who were serving them cheered up, feeling that the epidemic is finally coming to an end. .
But this hope only lasted for only twelve hours. The next day, the condition of these patients gradually deteriorated like Si Tianjian and the others. Even though the amount of horse blood increased little by little, the condition of the patients remained the same. Once the effect of the drug is over, it will repeat the same mistake again!
Two days later, the lingering Si Tianjian passed away in a coma. That afternoon, another patient also closed his eyes forever on the sickbed...
Although it dragged on for a few more days, those patients could not change the fate of death in the end. After finally seeing a glimmer of hope, they fell from heaven to hell in an instant. The dark clouds above the hunting palace seemed to be thicker...
Counting the days, it has been four days since the day Yuan Lingbai and Jiang Yixi became ill. If the horse blood medicine is not taken, the epidemic cycle will be about ten days. In other words, the time left for Nangong Yue is already Running out!
Nangong Yue became more and more anxious, and could only spend more time looking up medical books, discussing treatment plans with imperial physicians, diagnosing the patient's pulse, and even decocting medicine herself... She was like a spinning top, and she was not busy at all. free time.
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed. This morning, Nangong Yue discussed the condition with the imperial physician at Xing Lin Tang. Suddenly, Lily rushed in and anxiously reported, "Miss San, Miss Jiang has started to vomit!"
what! ?
Nangong Yue's face turned pale, she stood up abruptly, but she felt blackness in front of her...
She shook her head and tried to cheer herself up, but a feeling of weakness suddenly hit, and she fell back limply.
"Three girls!"
"The princess!"
"soy Mujer!"
The voices of everyone rang in her ears. She wanted to tell them that she was fine, but she couldn't make a sound, and her eyes went black, and she didn't know anything...