General, Madam Called You To Farm

When Su Mo was about to come in, he was stopped by Su Xiaoxiao.

"Young 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 center, you see that I am useless, I am just a nominal person, and I came to learn along the way...

He said calmly: "Yes, when I practice medicine, I don't like being disturbed by others."

Heaven, earth, he actually talked to the future heir of Zhenbei Hou's mansion like this, will he not be able to walk out of the capital alive——

Su Mo retracted his feet as usual, and said to Fu Langzhong, "Then, please ask Dr. Fu."

Fu Langzhong pinched a cold sweat.

Scared him to death...

Su Xiaoxiao closed the door and clicked the bolt.

Su Mo stared at the closed door for a moment, suppressed her anxiety, and waited silently.

The little servant on the side was puzzled and shut his son out of the house, so the imperial doctor doesn't have such a pretense, right?

The house was filled with a thick medicinal fragrance, the doors and windows were closed, the smell could not escape, and the stuffiness made people dizzy.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the window.

Fu Langzhong said: "Can the old man blow the wind? The capital is still very cold."

Su Xiaoxiao took the pole and pressed the window against the window: "The ward must maintain air circulation, and a little breeze will not be in the way."

The curtain of the Arhat bed was also lowered, and it was so tightly covered that it was suffocating when not sick.

Su Xiaoxiao picked up the curtain and hung it with a hook.

Fu Langzhong came to help and hung the other half of the curtain.

A thin and old sick face came into their eyes.

Fu Langzhong had met the old marquis when he was young. Although there were only a few faces, the majestic and burly Marquis of Zhenbei left a deep impression on him.

Who would have imagined that in just twenty years, the first-rank Marquis who had cut off the head of the enemy king while laughing and held onto the territory of the Northern Territory would actually be reduced to the withered appearance he is today?

There was a great sadness in Fu Langzhong's heart.

The boy didn't cry easily, but he didn't get to the sad part.

Fu Langzhong's eyes suddenly turned red: "How could it be like this...how could it be like this..."

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't feel sympathy with Fu Lang, but from the doctor's point of view, this patient did suffer from a lot of pain.

When I was young, I failed to take good care of my body. I suffered numerous minor injuries and old injuries. The same place was even torn repeatedly and severely wounded. After healing, very ugly scars grew.

Some injuries would leave sequelae, and he repeatedly tortured his body on countless cold and cold nights.

The above is the injury, he is still ill.

Can't imagine what kind of body this is riddled with.

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.

Contrasted with the pulse object.

She took out the sphygmomanometer again, lifted the patient's sleeve, and measured her blood pressure.

Blood pressure is a little low.

Su Xiaoxiao opened his eyelids with his fingers again, and checked his pupil changes with a small flashlight.

The pupils are the same size, the corneal reflection is almost invisible, and the reflection of light disappears.

The current situation is temporarily between moderate coma and severe coma. If there is no intervention, the brainstem response will completely disappear, that is, severe coma, respiratory failure, cardiac arrest, and even brain death may occur.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at his fingers again.

Su Xiaoxiao's calm and calm practice of medicine made Fu Langzhong get away from his depressed and sad emotions.

He wiped his tears, cheered up, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Continue to measure the patient's blood pressure, two or three times an hour."

"Okay." Fu Langzhong came to the bedside and took the sphygmomanometer.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and walked out.

Seeing him coming out, Su Mo hurriedly asked, "How is my grandfather?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Before answering you, I want to know about the patient's diet and daily life."

Su Mo took a deep breath, nodded patiently, and said to the servant next to him, "Who takes care of grandfather these days?"

"Small." The boy said.

Su Xiaoxiao asked about the patient's eating habits, and the servant answered truthfully.

The old marquis loves to drink, and people who lick blood with a knife, eat meat and drink in big bowls, just now they are happy.

The old marquis didn't listen to advice very much, should drink or drink.

It wasn't until half a year ago that the old man couldn't take it anymore, so he stopped drinking.

Meat continues to be eaten.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "When was the last time the patient ate?"

The servant said: "Yesterday afternoon, I drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and until now, no dripping rice has been added."

"How long have you been in a coma? Be specific." Su Xiao said.

"This..." The little boy scratched his head.

Su Mo said, "I came to my grandfather last night and wanted to ask my grandfather to eat something. My grandfather said he couldn't eat it, so he fell asleep and didn't wake up again in the morning."

Su Xiaoxiao said: "So when exactly he fell into a coma, you don't know?"

The servant bowed his head: "Little incompetent."

Being in a coma at night is the easiest thing to ignore, and it's no wonder this little servant.

"Have you experienced nausea, vomiting, coughing and other symptoms recently?"

"There are some!" said the little servant.

"How long?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The boy replied, "It started last winter."

Su Mo frowned: "Why didn't I hear about it?"

The servant bowed his head: "Old Marquis didn't tell the truth, it was because he couldn't stand it last month, so he invited the imperial doctor to come over, and the imperial doctor prescribed a prescription, and it's better. Who would have thought that half a month ago, his condition returned to normal. It got worse all of a sudden."

Su Xiaoxiao said again: "Can you have angina?"

"This... I don't know how small it is, the old man can handle it..."

Su Xiaoxiao understood what he meant, the old marquis belonged to the person who didn't cry when he was in pain.

Su Xiaoxiao has already made some inferences, but further diagnosis is 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 sternly.

Su Mo suddenly changed color.

Su Xiaoxiao continued: "I don't know what the poison is, but your grandfather does have symptoms of poisoning."

Su Mo's breath stagnated: "Can, can you solve it?"

"Let me try."

After that, Su Xiaoxiao entered the room and closed the door again.

Su Mo clenched his fists.

Grandfather is actually poisoned...

"Is the old man really poisoned? What kind of poison did he get?"

Inside the house, Fu Langzhong 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 man was poisoned with.

Fu Langzhong was stunned: "I don't know what kind of poison...how do I solve it?"

Su Xiaoxiao aimed at the bottle of "Bezoar Jiedu Pills" in the small medicine box.