My clinic is familiar with ancient times, Zhu Biao came to seek medical treatment

Chapter 133



Chapter 133

When a group of emperors were looking at the photo of the dragon, only Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Youxiao from the Apocalypse time and space did not come.

As the weather became colder, the number of disaster victims in the Apocalypse time and space increased exponentially, and they were busy with disaster relief.

Fortunately, the five major time and space of Hongwu, Hongxi, Jingtai, Zhengde, and Jiajing provided large quantities of food every now and then, otherwise the Ming Dynasty in the Apocalypse time and space would not be busy, but various reports of death.

The various experiences in the Apocalypse time and space made the emperors of other dynasties eager to unlock more time and space travel rights in their own dynasties so that they could change history in the last years of the dynasty.

Unfortunately, even Li Zhongfu had no say in this matter.

That afternoon, Zhu Yuanzhang finally dealt with all the memorials.

After patting his old waist, Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zhu Youxiao: "We plan to go back to Hongwu time and space to have a look. We will be back early tomorrow morning. If there is any emergency, please ask someone to call us."

"Okay, Grandpa Taizu, thank you for your hard work. You can go back first." Zhu Youxiao glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang's head, which had obviously more white hair than before, and felt a little distressed.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, walked quickly through the time-travel door, and came to Ren'ai Medical Clinic.

Just as he was about to go back to Hongwu time and space directly, Zhu Yuanzhang remembered that the gatekeeper seemed to have reported that Ren'ai Medical Clinic had a lot of photos of dragons.

Looking around, he didn't see Li Zhongfu, so Zhu Yuanzhang simply didn't disturb him and went to the photos to appreciate them.

"It's really lifelike. Doctor Li has seen a real dragon!"

As Old Zhu was watching, a song came from the elevator.

"Flowers bloom and fade, flowers fill the sky

You appear and disappear

Morning and evening

But it's hard to outline your face

I sigh for my life and my beauty

How many years have passed... "

Zhu Yuanzhang: (⊙o⊙)...

Zhu Yuanzhang: o(╥﹏╥)o

Wipe away the tears that he left inexplicably, Zhu Yuanzhang muttered: "What's wrong with me, why do I suddenly want to cry so much?"

Li Zhongfu, who was watching the shrimp short video, walked to the medicine cabinet and found that Lao Zhu had come.

"Lao Zhu, why are you crying?" Li Zhongfu asked puzzledly.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled awkwardly: "Doctor Li, this song is quite nice."

Li Zhongfu: ...

"Doctor Li, I won't stay any longer, I want to go back to see my sister, Biao'er and grandson."

After saying that, Lao Zhu turned around and left without any nostalgia, as if he had made up his mind.

Li Zhongfu: ...

No, is the buff of "The Funeral Song of the Ming Dynasty" really that powerful?

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...

The Thunder Sword Technique is really hard to learn.

So Li Zhongfu chose to practice more.

Every morning, he would practice for an hour.

On this day, Li Zhongfu was practicing sword in the snow, and Wan Zhen'er hurried to the top floor: "Brother Li, an emergency patient has come. Liu Qi asked me to call you down to take a look."

Li Zhongfu waved his hand, and the imperial sword given by Emperor Yongle Zhu Di flew out immediately, and immediately turned around and accurately pierced into the scabbard.

"I'll go and take a look."

When he went downstairs, he saw a patient half leaning on a chair, vomiting blood with his mouth open, and blood clots were scattered all over his face and hands, like corpse spots.

Glancing at the scar left by the obvious burn on the other person's clavicle, Li Zhongfu had a rough idea in his mind.

Taking the silver needle from Liu Qi, Li Zhongfu stabbed a few times.

The patient immediately fell asleep and stopped spitting blood from his mouth.

But there was still dark blood coming out of his nose.

After taking his pulse, Li Zhongfu was more certain of his judgment: "His spitting blood is caused by heat injury. Liu Qi, take one liang of rhinoceros horn, eight liang of raw rehmannia, two liang of peony and two liang of peony bark, grind them into powder and boil them with water, let them cool and feed them to him."

Liu Qi and another nurse responded in unison, one prepared the pottery stove and the other prepared the medicinal materials, cooperating very well.

After the medicine was boiled, one of them supported the patient and the other fed the patient the medicine.

Less than ten minutes after taking the medicine, Liu Qi touched the patient's forehead and was surprised to find that it was no longer so hot, and the patient's complexion had visibly improved: "Doctor Li, look quickly."

Li Zhongfu, who was preparing the medicine behind the medicine cabinet, glanced at the patient's complexion: "Well, he has been rescued, send him to the ward."

Liu Qi asked: "Do you want to give him a blood transfusion?"

"He vomited so much blood, it is conceivable that he will lose too much blood. Give him a bag of blood, and feed him some light food after he wakes up."

"Yes."

"Your Excellency's medical skills are exquisite. I wonder if you can also take a look at him for me?" Cao Pi, who had been standing at the door, bowed and said after watching Liu Qi and others push the patient away.

Li Zhongfu looked in the direction of the voice.

Is the emperor here again?

After Li Zhi, there has been a day when no emperor directly unlocks the time-travel door.

Judging from the clothing style, it should be the end of the Eastern Han DynastyEmperor of about 1800.

Could it be Liu Xie?

No, as a puppet emperor, Liu Xie should not have such a magnanimity.

Then it must be either Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling, or the emperors of Wei, Shu and Wu.

"Come and sit down, I'll take your pulse first." As he said that, Li Zhongfu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wan Zhen'er, asking her to send down the Chanjuan pen.

Cao Pi smiled slightly and came to the opposite side of Li Zhongfu.

After a slight nod, he sat down and placed his hands on the counter with great grace.

Li Zhongfu took Cao Pi's pulse and observed Cao Pi's complexion.

A minute later, Li Zhongfu mainly based his diagnosis on Cao Pi's breathing habits.

After listening carefully for a while, Li Zhongfu asked, "Do you like to drink water?"

"Yes."

"Do you drink a lot?"

"A lot."

"How about honey water?"

"Yes."

"Do you spit blood when you cough?"

"Sometimes."

Li Zhongfu took back his hands and washed them in the sink beside him: "Tuberculosis and diabetes, you are probably Emperor Wen of Wei, Cao Pi?"

Cao Pi was startled, but when he thought that the other party could bring him here without anyone noticing, he felt relieved: "Your guess is right, I am Cao Pi, as for Emperor Wen of Wei... I haven't died yet."

"Sorry, I'm used to calling you that. After all, I come from the future. In my time, you have been dead for almost two thousand years."

Cao Pi didn't quite understand this statement.

Li Zhongfu could explain it to him.

But he thought it was not fun.

It happened that Wan Zhen'er brought the Chanjuan pen over.

Li Zhongfu picked up the pen and wrote Cao Cao's name three times on the paper.

Jian'an time and space.

Cao Cao, who was flirting with a concubine of a minister, suddenly shuddered and felt that everything was boring.

The concubine curled her lips: "You said you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just like this, not as good as that old man in my family."

Cao Cao: ...

"Come again, I will definitely let you know how powerful I am."

The next moment, Cao Cao felt a sudden tingling for no reason, as if he was crawled by a foreign pepper.

This reminded him of the awkward feeling a few days ago.

Is it Doctor Li calling me again?


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