People in the Qin Dynasty sought good fortune and avoided misfortune.

Chapter 101, The Deadly Azure Dragon, Difficult to Use
Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Xu Qing stopped and looked at Zhang Liang with a solemn expression.

Although his medical skills weren't particularly outstanding, he could sense something was amiss from Zhang Liang's words.

If the cold is a normal cold, and you take the medicine according to the original prescription, you should recover in about two days, instead of the condition improving first and then suddenly worsening, leaving you bedridden in just one day and one night.

Then, thinking about the fortune telling, a terrible thought came to Xu Qing's mind.

Zhang Kaidi may have been sick occasionally, or he may have caught a cold at first, but his current condition is very likely due to human intervention.

As for who this person is, it doesn't seem hard to guess at all.

It seems that, apart from General Ji Wuye, no one in the entire court has the courage or ability to do such a thing.

Zhang Liang turned around and looked at Xu Qing, who was still standing there, a hint of nervousness flashing across his face.

"Imperial Physician, is my grandfather's condition very serious?" Zhang Liang inquired.

Looking at Zhang Liang's tense expression, Xu Qing actually had the idea of ​​finding a reason to leave.

But thinking of that first-class opportunity and the fortune slip, as the saying goes, fortune is found in danger, he decided to continue to observe first.

He is no longer the weak and pitiful little physician he once was. With the Heavenly Sect, the Mo Family, and the Brown Crown Master as his backers, he can simply run away if necessary.

"We need to see Prime Minister Zhang to confirm the specifics, but I must state beforehand that if the Prime Minister's illness is beyond my capabilities, please forgive me for being unable to help," Xu Qing said to Zhang Liang.

“Of course, the Imperial Physician only needs to do his best,” Zhang Liang nodded and said.

Although the minor cold caused no pain or itching, Zhang Kaidi's current condition is clearly very serious and is vaguely developing into a terminal illness.

If Xu Qing truly lacks the ability to treat the patient, it can only be blamed on the Zhang family's bad luck, and has nothing to do with Xu Qing.

"Young Master, please continue leading the way."

"it is good."

Zhang Liang led Xu Qing as they continued walking into the Zhang residence. The servants they encountered along the way all bowed respectfully to Zhang Liang, which was enough to show Zhang Liang's status in the Zhang family.

After passing through several courtyard gates, Xu Qing followed Zhang Liang to the house where Zhang Kaidi was.

Upon entering the room, the first thing you see is two doctors talking in hushed tones. When they see Xu Qing, a hint of surprise flashes in their eyes.

Zhang Liang pushed open the door to the inner room and spoke to Zhang Kaidi inside.

“Grandfather, I have summoned the Imperial Physician.”

"The Imperial Physician has arrived!?"

Zhang Kai, who was leaning against the bed, looked up at Zhang Liang and Xu Qing.

Zhang Kaidi's aged face was somewhat pale, his lips had lost their former color, and he no longer possessed the vigorous spirit he once had; he looked like a sickly old man who was nearing the end of his life.

Xu Qing followed Zhang Liang into the inner room. Zhang Kaidi was not alone in the room; there were also two maids and a simply dressed woman sitting there.

He glanced at the unfamiliar woman out of the corner of his eye, then bowed respectfully to Zhang Kaidi.

"Greetings, Prime Minister."

"No need for such formalities, Imperial Physician. I'm grateful that you have taken time out of your busy schedule to come and treat me," Zhang Kaidi said politely.

"No, no, it's only a doctor's duty to treat the sick and save lives. Besides, the Prime Minister has worked tirelessly for the sake of the country and has made great contributions. Moreover, His Majesty has issued an edict, so it is only right that I come to treat you," Xu Qing said.

The middle-aged woman standing nearby watched as Xu Qing stepped forward to take Zhang Kaidi's pulse, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Xu Qing placed his hand on the open wrist and began to carefully take the pulse.

He leaned back on the bed with his head held high, his expression calm, but his tightly clenched right hand betrayed his turbulent emotions.

Zhang Liang looked at Xu Qing with a worried expression, his hands clenched tightly, as if afraid that Xu Qing would utter words about an incurable disease. Feeling Zhang Qing's pulse, Xu Qing frowned slightly.

The pulse was indeed indicative of a cold, but looking at the wide-open, dull, and dark eyes, there were clearly other problems.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

After carefully checking the pulse again, Xu Qing withdrew his hand.

"Imperial Physician, how is my grandfather's condition?" Zhang Liang asked anxiously.

Zhang Kaidi and the middle-aged woman beside him also looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing glanced at Zhang Kaidi and felt a chill in his heart. He was now quite certain that there was a big problem behind Zhang Kaidi's illness.

Despite her reservations, Xu Qing, acting out of medical ethics, told the truth.

"Judging from Zhang Xiangguo's pulse, he has indeed caught a cold, but it seems to be more than just a cold."

"What is the condition of my grandfather? Imperial Physician, do you have any treatment options?"

Zhang Liang stepped forward, looking at Xu Qing nervously.

“If it’s just a simple cold, I do have a way to treat it. However, this is the first time I’ve encountered a case like yours, Prime Minister, so it will take some time,” Xu Qing said in a deep voice.

The woman, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"How does the Imperial Physician plan to treat the Prime Minister's cold? Will he use his self-created Minor Blue Dragon Decoction?"

Zhang Liang looked at the unfamiliar woman, his brow furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with doubt and concern. He did not recognize this woman who had suddenly appeared.

“Physician, please speak frankly. This is no outsider,” Zhang Kaidi said.

Xu Qing gave the woman a deep look, then shook his head slightly and said...
"No, although Xiao Qinglong Decoction can treat wind-cold, it also has its shortcomings."

"It is not suitable for those with yin deficiency, dry cough without phlegm, or phlegm-heat syndrome."

"The Prime Minister was already suffering from a cough and was also old and blood-deficient. However, he had no sweating and if we forced him to sweat, it would disturb his blood, so we cannot use Xiao Qinglong Decoction."

Listening to Xu Qing's words, Zhang Liang and Zhang Kaidi were somewhat bewildered, clearly not understanding these technical terms.

"Then how should it be treated?" the woman asked again.

"Ephedra (without nodes), six liang. Cinnamon twigs, two liang. Licorice root (roasted), two liang. Apricot kernels (with skin and tips removed), forty kernels. Gypsum (the size of a chicken egg), crushed. Ginger, three liang. Jujubes, twelve pieces, broken."

Xu Qing slowly spoke and announced a new prescription: Da Qinglong Tang (Great Blue Dragon Soup).

Both are used for wind-cold syndromes, but for different wind-cold syndromes. Da Qinglong Tang is very suitable for the current situation of Zhang Kaidi.

The woman repeated Xu Qing's prescription in her mind, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. She looked at Xu Qing with satisfaction, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"As expected of the renowned physician of Korea, the Imperial Physician's prescription is truly ingenious."

Xu Qing listened to the woman's analysis of the Da Qinglong Soup, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The other party only listened to him recite the prescription once, and then explained the effects of the medicinal materials and the symptoms that the prescription treated.

"May I ask your honorable name, senior?" Xu Qing asked tentatively.

“Imperial Physician, you are no stranger to this man, he is the head of your family of physicians, Mr. Nian Duan,” Zhang Kai said with a smile.

"Mr. Nianduan!?"

Xu Qing and Zhang Liang stared in astonishment at the ordinary woman before them, unable to reconcile her with the legendary medical master and contemporary head of the medical family, Mr. Nian Duan.

(End of this chapter)