The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"Translator Hu, there is something I want to tell you."

"First, please go back and tell the envoys of the Namagada Kingdom, just the Tianzhu alchemist they sent."

"I am very interested in Tianzhu's medical way, and I want to discuss and exchange medical skills with him. In ten days and a half, they will definitely not be able to return, so they don't have to worry."

"In addition, his two divine cows, and all his medicines, remember to let them pack up and send them to the Luoyang county government office."

That Nian Sapomei, who was already in a coma, was put on horseback by the Cheng family, and he rode away as if he had grabbed a fat sheep and returned to the cottage. Empress Zhangsun on the side was also in a state of ups and downs, and she just saw Concubine Yuwen's dying expression.

It seems that life is like a crumbling candle, as if it only takes a breath, it will be wiped out in an instant.

The mood at that time was really ups and downs, and I was so nervous that I could barely breathe.

But as Cheng Chubi's terribly thick needle was inserted, accompanied by the sharp whistle, Concubine Yuwen actually gradually slowed down.

As if with the sound of the whistle, it gradually came to life.

Until this moment, when I heard Cheng Chubi, the kid started to babble again, and the emperor started to blow his beard and stare at him when he was too offended.

Empress Zhangsun, who was marveling at Cheng Chubi's incredible medical skills, couldn't help but rolled her eyes and quickly interrupted the conflict between the two.

"Nephew Chubi, how could Concubine Yuwen have such a strange disease?"

Cheng Chubi ignored Li Yuan, who was always puffing up his eyes, and then explained patiently by bowing to Empress Zhangsun.

"The condition of the concubine concubine is called spontaneous pneumothorax, which is usually caused by the rupture of lung tissue and visceral pleura due to lung disease;

Or the bullae and microscopic emphysema near the surface of the lungs rupture on their own, allowing the air in the lungs and bronchi to escape into the pleural cavity.

This disease is generally more common in young and middle-aged men…”

Hearing Cheng Chubi's words, Li Yuan couldn't help looking at Yuwen's with a suspicious look on his face.

"A young and middle-aged man, then why does Yuwen's have this disease?"

Hearing the question of the old doctor Li Yuan, Cheng Chubi laughed.

"Your Majesty, as long as you get sick, generally speaking, there will be an incentive. Although this disease is common in young and middle-aged men, it is not absolute."

"And as far as my little nephew knows, among young and middle-aged men, not all types are prone to the disease."

"For example, the bone marrow essence of the dry and skinny monkey, compared with the Michelin with fat head and big ears, the incidence rate of the former is much higher than that of the latter."

Cheng Chubi subconsciously put the prince with ribs and the Michelin King Wei together as a classic case for comparison.

Although the Prince of Ribs is prone to spontaneous pneumothorax, the Michelin King of Wei is prone to three highs and coeliac diseases.

"???" Li Yuan and Empress Changsun looked at Cheng Sanlang who was standing in front of him talking nonsense.

If it weren't for the fact that this **** had just saved the life of his concubine, and the concubine needed a rest at the moment.

Li Yuanzhen has an urge to jump up without talking about martial arts and play a whole set of kings and eight fists at this silly little bastard.

Wu Meiniang stared at Cheng Sanlang, who was talking eloquently, although his words sounded a little uncomfortable.

But his serious look, but so cute, especially his confidence from the inside out, is really fascinating. love love...

Cheng Chubi didn't notice the darkened faces of Li Yuan and Empress Changsun at all, nor did he notice the pretty face full of red glow of Miss Wu.

Self-consciously observing the blisters in the crystal bottle, he continued to squeak.

"Factors that induce pneumothorax are strenuous exercise, coughing, lifting heavy objects or upper arms, weight lifting, forceful bowel movements and blunt trauma..."

"Shut up, old man!" Li Yuan had already picked up the teapot beside him, and he really couldn't stand this bastard's nonsense.

Cheng Chubi could only shut his mouth angrily, well, don't you just shut your mouth, what's the matter?

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By the time Li Shimin arrived, Yuwen had woken up again, and her spirit was much better.

With breathing, the bubbles that appear have been much less, but the bubbles can still be observed.

After I heard that Concubine Yuwen had such a strange disease, look at the tube that Yuwen's body was stuck on.

And the bubbles that came out of the crystal bottle that followed, Li Shimin felt more and more that the appearance of Cheng Sanlang was simply the greatest good news for his family.

At this moment, Li Shimin didn't know what to praise this kid, he just slapped Cheng Chubi's shoulder with a big slap.

"Good boy, be patient."

"Uncle praised it, but the little nephew just knew how to solve this kind of pain."

Cheng Chubi was a little embarrassed.

"There are thousands of diseases in the world, all the little nephew can do is to do his best."

Thinking about the 21st century, even those billionaires with a fortune, no matter how much wealth they put out, to gather the medical elites of the whole world, it should be like a fart.

There is no way to do this. After all, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature and what doctors can do.

It's just slowing down, so that those patients can leave more time and imprints in this world.

At this moment, Cheng Chubi felt that he was very poetic, but unfortunately, such a lyrical way is really not suitable for expressing in such an atmosphere.

After Yuwen woke up again, looking at Li Yuan in front of him, a tired but happy smile appeared on his face.

Cheng Chubi felt that someone was pulling at the front of his clothes, and when he turned his head, he saw the look at him from the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

He could only obediently leave the room and stand outside the room, leaving the space for Li Yuan and the Concubine Yuwen.

Coming to a secluded place some distance from the house, Li Shimin asked Cheng Chubi.

"Nephew, Concubine Yuwen's illness, can you be cured?"

Cheng Chubi couldn't help grinning in pain. This kind of disease is not too common in later generations, but it is not very rare either.

Cheng Chubi had received such patients in the township health center, but he was treated for this disease in the township health center.

That is, thoracentesis aspiration and closed thoracic drainage.

"This, it shouldn't be a big problem. But there is a problem. The probability of this spontaneous pneumothorax recurrence is between 10% and 20%."

Hearing such an answer, Empress Changsun's expression suddenly became ugly.

"You mean, there's a chance of relapse?"

"Yes, so the concubine must be more careful in the future. In addition, it is best to ask the concubine to gain weight and body fat in moderation."

"Weight and body finger?" Li Shimin and Empress Changsun asked in unison.

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