Yan Shaoning’s expression looked somewhat serious, and after a while, he had Qin Yuanxi change hands, pressing with his left hand, then his right, examining the eyelids, and checking the tongue coating. Qin Yuanxi had also seen a bit of traditional Chinese medicine when he was a child, the old routine of observation, smelling, asking, and pulse-taking. Yan Shaoning looked and asked for a long time, but in the end, he could only come up with one conclusion.
“Your Majesty has many dreams at night, possibly due to excessive worries. It’s advisable to calm down and not let them weigh on your heart.”
However, this answer clearly didn’t satisfy anyone. But looking at the physician Yan’s expression, something seemed amiss, and there was obviously more he hadn’t said. Qin Yuanxi wasn’t feeling comfortable.
“If the divine physician has something to say, just say it directly. Don’t I have the right to know about my own health?”
He even glanced at Lu Bohuan’s direction, clearly displeased: “If the divine physician doesn’t tell me, is there some hidden secret?”
This was said without any courtesy. Everyone knew that Yan Shaoning was under Prince Lu’s command. Prince Lu had specially brought an outside doctor into the palace to examine His Majesty’s health, which was already a very irregular matter. But who made him Prince Lu, and who made Yan Shaoning Prince Lu’s person? Even if it was unreasonable, no one dared to say anything.
Now, this absurdity was directly reflected, and Qin Yuanxi didn’t mince his words. Essentially, he meant that if you don’t tell me about my health, do you intend to secretly report to your master? At the same time, it was also an expression of his dissatisfaction with Lu Bohuan!
Does Prince Lu live by the sea1The phrase is used to describe someone who is overly controlling, as if they were trying to control something as vast and unpredictable as the sea.? Why does he manage everything, whether I take medicine or not, and even if I get sick, he wants to manage it? Isn’t that too much?
“Speak up.” Lu Bohuan received the unfriendly signal sent by Qin Yuanxi, and with his hands behind his back and a cold expression on his face, it was clear that his attitude wasn’t good either.
Excessive worries? Worries about what? How do you worry excessively? And why would you worry? Did something guilty happen, or is there a hidden secret?
Yan Shaoning was in a dilemma. He looked around and finally sighed, directly saying, “Your Majesty’s pulse is extremely chaotic. It’s unlike anything I’ve seen or heard of before. It seems to be smooth, but upon closer examination, it’s elusive. I really can’t identify the specific pulse. I have limited knowledge and may need to go back and study more medical books.”
Qin Yuanxi: “What do you mean? I didn’t understand. Explain it in simpler terms.”
Yan Shaoning was even more troubled. He looked at Lu Bohuan again, but Prince Lu still wore that icy expression. Yan Shaoning’s heart was pounding, and in the end, he could only smile bitterly and say, “I have limited knowledge and can only see that Your Majesty’s pulse is abnormal and very chaotic. But the specific cause is beyond my understanding. Perhaps…”
“Summon all the physicians from the Imperial Hospital.”
Finally, Prince Lu spoke, and Yan Shaoning felt a chilling gaze on him. He instinctively moved away a bit and chuckled, “That’s what I meant. The palace physicians are all skilled. It might be helpful to gather more of them for consultation. Maybe they can come up with something.”
Qin Yuanxi instinctively grasped his sleeve and asked Yan Shaoning, “If the divine physician can’t figure it out, does that mean I have some incurable illness?”
It’s not that he’s scaring himself, but the key issue is that the medical technology in ancient times was really poor. Even a minor illness or accident could cost you your life. How could anyone go through life without getting sick when all they had was basic grains and cereals? But Qin Yuanxi couldn’t help but think about this. He couldn’t have surgery here, there were no medical tests, not even a simple blood draw. They couldn’t analyze anything. If he really got sick here, there was a very real possibility he might lose his life.
People, they have this problem. When you don’t think about it, it’s fine, but when you start thinking, it gets more and more unbearable. As the various imperial physicians took turns to examine Qin Yuanxi’s pulse, the Emperor’s face had already turned pale. When these experts couldn’t find any explanation, the Emperor’s face looked as lifeless as frost.
It wasn’t surprising that Qin Yuanxi, the one in question, had a reaction. What was surprising was that Prince Lu’s face didn’t look so good either. After the eighth imperial physician also shook his head, Prince Lu couldn’t hold back his anger any longer.
“You bunch of useless people, what good are you? You can’t even diagnose a pulse. If there’s no conclusion, you’re all fired!”
Whether or not the imperial physicians were startled is hard to say, but the voice certainly frightened Qin Yuanxi. He was already on edge, afraid that some terrible illness might be discovered. Having no result wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; it was still a matter of uncertainty, and there was always a glimmer of hope. That’s how he cheered himself up.
Looking on the bright side, maybe it’s just low blood pressure. If they couldn’t detect it through his pulse, it wasn’t that hard to accept.
But before he could build up his psychological defenses, Prince Lu, in a fit of rage, gave a loud roar and scared him out of his wits.
Qin Yuanxi wanted to say something but saw the next imperial physician, who was about to continue examining him, was an older man with graying hair, about the same age as his father. The man was shaking like a sieve, his forehead covered in cold sweat, which Qin Yuanxi could see clearly from his angle. He felt a surge of sympathy.
“Take it slow, it’s okay.” He reached out to help the man up and tried to liven up the atmosphere. “I haven’t had a good rest these past few days, it’s really nothing serious. The Regent Prince is just a bit too worried. Please, lords, don’t mind.”
Prince Lu glanced at him, taking in all of Qin Yuanxi’s actions. Then, he stood aside like a statue, with his hands behind his back, not saying another word.
The physician wiped his sweat with his sleeve and continued examining the Emperor’s pulse, switching between his left and right hands. Qin Yuanxi was almost numb by now. He was thinking of ways to quickly end this farce when the physician finally spoke again.
“Your Majesty, this pulse seems to be…” The imperial physician hesitated, glancing behind him. He noticed that his colleagues were all lowering their heads, avoiding eye contact. He understood that they had probably diagnosed the situation but were either unwilling or unable to speak openly about it. At this moment, the Regent Prince was growing impatient. If there wasn’t a response soon, things might not end well.
Taking a deep breath and gathering his courage, he finally spoke, “It resembles a woman’s pulse.”
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