Yang Ze was not in a hurry to take Han Pan's pulse. Judging from Han Pan's current condition, you can actually know whether to take Han Pan's pulse or not.

Han Pan lying on the bed, his face was dark, his eyes were half open and half closed, as if he had no strength to close his eyelids, and his whole body was covered in a quilt. The weather is very hot now, and Han Pan has a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Overall, the governor looked very weak.

Yang Ze turned around and asked, "Mrs. Han, has the condition improved slightly after taking Lord Zhou's medicine?"

Murong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "It's better than a short while, and he can still speak, but not long after, his condition became even worse and he became what he is now..."

Speaking of this, Murong suddenly covered her mouth, shocked in her heart, and she was secretly anxious: "At that time of good fortune, my husband, I won't be a reflection on the future, right? I heard that people will have a reflection on the future before they die. Usually, they will take advantage of that moment to say a few last words! Is this the same for your husband? But after returning, you will definitely die!"

As he thought about it, Murong couldn't stop the sadness in his heart, and burst into tears with a loud cry!

Seeing her crying suddenly, Yang Ze was shocked. No, he asked the governor's wife to cry just after asking for a question. Why did she cry so easily? He didn't think about the aspect of looking back, but just asked if Xiao Jianzhong Tang, who was convinced, had any reaction. How could Murong think about looking back!

Xiang Chengwei said, "Mr. Yang...Mr. Xiao Yang, is there something strange in Lord Han's belly? It is because of this strange thing that makes him so seriously ill? How can he get that strange thing out?"

Under the current circumstances, if Han Pan can be cured, then let the governor show his butt, then show it. Losing his official power is small, and saving his life is great!

Murong thought more. After hearing Xiang Chengwei mention something strange, she thought of a monster in her husband's belly. The monster wanted to eat her husband's stomach. When she thought of such a terrible thing, she cried even harder!

Yang Ze was stunned and said strangely: "A strange thing? Oh, Lord Xiang said that there are bugs in Lord Han's belly, right? No, Lord Han's disease is not caused by insects, I can be sure of this!"

As he spoke, he began to take Han Pan's pulse. After a moment, he said, "Han is a weak and weak connection. It seems that he has suffered a lot of crimes during this period!" Then he did a complete set of examinations for Han Pan, the focus was on checking Han Pan's belly.

After the examination, Yang Ze asked Murong what Han Pan had had during this period. Murong cried and couldn't speak incompletely. He always cried halfway through the speech, so he had to answer Yang Ze. Fortunately, the maid in the room had been taking care of Han Pan, and he said in detail, from Han Pan's illness to Ma Denggao, he talked about the current situation.

Listening to the maid's explanation, Yang Ze sat by the bed, closed his eyes, and began to think. He felt that Han Pan's disease was not serious, at least not as serious as it was on the surface. Strictly speaking, it was just that the doctor saw the wrong disease and prescribed the wrong prescription, which caused it to be impossible to cure it, and almost caused Han Pan to die!

The initial symptom of this disease is that Han Pan spit out a roundworm. Because this symptom is too horrible, doctors start treating it around this. In fact, vomiting roundworms may not necessarily mean that there are too many insects in the stomach and there is no place to stay, so it is vomited out. It is not necessarily all due to the mixed cold and heat, so using Wumei Decoction may not have much effect.

The symptoms Zhou Yujin told Yang Ze were not all correct. He could not treat the disease well. The symptoms were naturally based on his own judgment. Some of them were correct, but some parts were not mentioned, so the Xiao Jianzhong Decoction prescribed by Yang Ze was naturally not good.

It is a taboo for doctors to prescribe prescriptions without seeing the patient with their own eyes. If Zhou Yujin hadn't insisted on doing this, he would still hide it and not let Yang Ze know who the patient was, then Yang Ze would never prescribe any prescriptions.

Seeing Yang Ze thinking, Xiang Chengwei did not dare to disturb him. He walked out of the room gently, waved to Sun Jiufeng and Zhou Yujin, and said, "Come in and listen too. Mr. Xiao Yang will prescribe the prescription later. You will help me with the details. Lord Han must not make any mistakes!"

When Sun Jiufeng heard Xiang Chengwei call Yang Ze a Mr. Xiao Yang, he thought to himself: "Is it possible that Yang Ze will show his superb medical skills after so much effort, and even make Xiang Changshi respect him?"

Zhou Yujin was very happy. As long as Yang Ze could cure the disease, he would have no responsibility. He himself would have no responsibility. This is more important than anything else, and more important than Han Pan's disease.

When the two entered the room, they happened to see Yang Ze open their eyes. They saw Yang Ze stand up and walk to the table. It seemed that they were about to prepare for prescription.

Yang Ze looked up at Zhou Yujin and thought to himself: "Anyway, the favors have been sold, so it is better to sell them bigger. It can be regarded as a timely help. Whatever I want to do in the future will be more convenient."

Yang Ze rushed to Cheng Wei and Murong and said, "The student just came up with a prescription, which was improved from Master Zhou's prescription. This made the prescription written out. Everyone should study it. If it works, then let's fry Lord Han for uniforms!"

He picked up the pen and wrote the prescription, but this prescription was Dajianzhong Decoction. Of course, it was not the original Decoction, but was modified and added with flavor based on Han Pan's condition.

According to the records in the book "Jinkui", there is cold pain in the heart and chest, vomiting and unable to eat. The abdomen is cold, and the skin rises, and there is a head and foot up and down. This is the symptoms of such block attack, Dajianzhong Decoction can be used.

In fact, there is another prescription for treating Han Pan's disease, called Aconite Rice Decoction, which will also have certain effects, but it is not as good as Dajianzhong Decoction, which can treat deficiency, cold and abdominal pain, aconite is not as good as dried ginger, and treat deficiency, cold vomiting, Pinellia is not as good as Sichuan pepper, which can nourish the middle and treat deficiency, licorice, japonica rice, and jujube are not as good as ginseng and malt sugar. Different people suffer from the same disease, but there will be different treatment methods. According to Han Pan's disease, Dajianzhong Decoction is better!

After just a moment, Yang Ze wrote the prescription and handed it to Xiang Chengwei a little embarrassedly, saying, "The students' handwriting is not very good, and they must practice it well in the future!"

Xiang Chengwei took the prescription, glanced at it, and said, "This word is just right, nothing bad!" His mind was not on Yang Ze's word. How could he care whether Yang Ze's word looks good? He only cares whether the prescription is easy to use.

I saw that there were only five medicines in the prescription, not straight ginseng, Sichuan pepper, dried ginger, malt sugar, and Fulong liver. Xiang Chengwei thought about it and remembered that the prescription prescribed by Zhou Yujin was no longer the same medicine as the prescription in front of him except for the malt sugar. Could it be that Yang Ze came up with a new prescription because of a malt sugar?

Xiang Chengwei could not tell the quality of the prescription, so he turned around and handed the prescription to Sun Jiufeng.

When Sun Jiufeng took the prescription, his face turned pale. He had been a doctor for almost his whole life and had been a doctor at a high position like a doctor. He could be regarded as the most famous doctor in Ningbei Province. Even if he could not cure Han Pan's disease, his vision was still there. He could definitely see whether the prescriptions prescribed by others were good or bad.

"I didn't expect that such a simple and direct prescription is really higher than the other. I am really old and useless!" Sun Jiufeng had a very lost expression.

He has been a doctor for a long time, mainly to treat powerful people. The prescriptions he prescribes are central and peaceful, and does not seek merit but does not seek to be wrong. Over time, he develops a habit. He always likes to prescribe a lot of medicines, so as to show that the prescription is very complicated and important, and only he can prescribe.

When he saw the prescription of Xiaozhong Jianzhong Decoction prescribed by Zhou Yujin, he praised the prescription for being simple, without any extra medicine, and proper combination, which is enough to pass on the world. Of course, Xiaojianzhong Decoction was originally a prescription for being passed down from generation to generation, and he didn't miss it. But now when he saw the prescription prescribed by Yang Ze, it was even simpler. Each medicine directly pointed to the corresponding symptoms, without any feeling of being dragged on, it was actually a prescription for being passed on from generation to generation. How could he not be sad!

Sun Jiufeng handed the prescription to Zhou Yujin again and said, "If you can prescribe a good prescription for passing on the world, Mr. Xiao Yang can also prescribe one. In one day, I actually saw two prescriptions for passing on the world. This really left me speechless!"

Zhou Yujin took the prescription and thought to himself: "The two prescriptions you mentioned are not prescribed by me, they are all prescribed by Yang Ze!"

After reading the prescription, Zhou Yujin was also surprised. This prescription is indeed simple and too direct. Could it be that Yang Ze is really a medical genius? At such a young age, his medical skills are so high. If he continues to develop like this, he is a famous doctor of a generation and is famous in history!

Xiang Chengwei asked, "How is this recipe? Maybe it's used?" He was afraid that he would eat the Han plate again, so he was very careful.

Sun Jiufeng nodded and said, "It's available, this recipe is definitely available."

Zhou Yujin also said: "If you dedicate to the Chief Secretary, even if this prescription is useless, it will not aggravate the condition. It is very safe!"

Xiang Chengwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted Murong to see the prescription again, but Murong said, "Since everyone says it's easy to use, then hurry up and get the medicine to decoct it, and don't delay it anymore!"

Xiang Chengwei immediately called the servant and asked the servant to grab the medicine and decoct. These days, the servants were also tortured and did not dare to neglect at all. They took the prescription and ran out to grab the medicine.

Yang Ze said: "Sir Xiang, let's go out and wait. So many people are crowded in the house, which is not conducive to Lord Han's recovery."

"Yes, go out and wait, I have something to say to you!" Xiang Chengwei took everyone out of the house, ignored the doctor outside, and took Yang Ze to the flower hall alone.
Chapter completed!