Li Chengzhi's heart moved, and he remembered a safety accident he had dealt with in his previous life: the pastry chef's hand was caught in the dough machine, and the bones came out, but there was not much blood. Later, he learned that the patient had been suffering from kidney disease for many years and had reached the end of the disease.

The degree of hypercoagulability: roughly it means that blood will coagulate quickly when exposed to wind.

Seeing that he was deep in thought and silent, Xu Jian added: "There is one more thing: the injury is so serious, but Your Majesty does not feel much pain. I have been practicing medicine for a long time and have never seen this disease. I wonder if Li Shilang knows the cause?"

I can’t feel the pain... The emperor seemed to have said the same thing that day?

If you stab the dead liver, you will naturally feel no pain, but what about your stomach?

This was directly pierced...

His heart sank, and Li Chengzhi shouted in a low voice: "Lift up His Majesty's robe!"

I didn’t know what he meant, but Wang Xian did as he was told and rolled up Yuan Ke’s trousers.

Sure enough: the shriveled blue and black calves looked like earthworms...

Li Chengzhi's mouth was filled with bitterness: Although he was half-educated, he had at least been trained and had seen a lot, so he knew some medical common sense.

What is the lack of Qi and blood that causes wounds to not heal for a long time?

This is obviously due to severe liver disease, which has also caused kidney disease, leading to hypercoagulation. And it has reached an extremely high-risk level. A slight injury will cause neuropathy and skin and flesh necrosis...

For example, it's like a callus on your heel. The nerves have become diseased and necrotic. If you remove a piece of it, you won't feel any pain, and it won't heal automatically like normal skin. But calluses are ground out, like the emperor's belly.

But it is not ground out, but is there from birth. So it will definitely become inflamed, gradually infected, and form ulcers.

With the emperor's constitution, once infected, death is not far away... And this is a hole in the stomach: it is impossible to keep leaking like this and let the emperor's internal organs blow out every day?

If he can survive a year, Li Chengzhi dares to follow the surname Yuan...

Moreover, there is hypercoagulability... To put it in layman's terms: the emperor may have cerebral thrombosis, myocardial infarction, or even pulmonary embolism that can lead to death at any time...

Seeing that his face was getting uglier and uglier, Xu Jian, Wang Xian and others felt as if a stone was weighing on their hearts, getting heavier and heavier.

Liu Teng and Yuan Hui, who had just entered the palace, did not even dare to show their dignity.

Li Chengzhi hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry that I can't do anything..."

Everyone's faces turned pale.

"Thump thump thump..." Liu Teng's legs went weak, he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

"Li Chengzhi, what did you say that day: As long as your ministers are here, your majesty will be safe..."

I just said it, so what?

Li Chengzhi only guessed that the emperor might have cirrhosis of the liver, but he never knew that it was so severe that he was terminally ill and could die at any time?

Risking his life and getting stabbed, the emperor could only live for another year and a half?

And maybe one day the emperor suddenly falls ill and just kicks his legs and stares?

Li Chengzhi was irritated, but he held back his anger and explained: "If it's just a trauma, I'm at least 80% sure. But the medical order and the lieutenant must have mentioned it to the minister: His Majesty's current lack of energy and blood is not enough to moisturize the injured area.

, the wound cannot heal itself at all... Even if Bian Que comes back to life and Hua Tuo comes back to life, there will be no way to save him, let alone Xia Guan?"

Wang Xiandu's face was ashen. At first glance, what Li Chengzhi said was no different from what Xu Jian said, and a trace of blood suddenly burst out: "It's just that the wound cannot be healed?"

More than that?

Li Chengzhi endured it again and again, but finally did not dare to say that if he was not careful, the emperor would suffer a stroke (cerebral hemorrhage) or heart attack (myocardial infarction).

Liu Teng glanced at the sleeping emperor, gritted his teeth, and cautiously tried: "At that time, His Majesty made him anxious. The lieutenant once said that if the medicine is applied carefully like this, it should be able to... last a year and a half...

…What do you say?”

No wonder he was so impatient, it was Li Chengzhi's words that affected whether they would be buried with the emperor immediately...

Seeing Li Chengzhi nodding, nine out of ten people were secretly relieved.

Your Majesty is about to die soon, and everyone in the court knows it, even the emperor himself knows it clearly. Even if one day, your Majesty is in danger because of this, today's cause can only be regarded as adding insult to injury. Even if they are guilty, they are not guilty.

Until death... As long as the emperor doesn't die now...

"Then treat it as soon as possible..." Liu Teng sighed with relief and urged Li Chengzhi, "At least it can make His Majesty feel better..."

Feeling better?

In addition to giving the emperor more psychological comfort, are there other uses for bird feathers?

The best he can do now is to sew up the hole. Within a month or two, the wound will gradually become necrotic, causing infection and ulcers, and then spread to the stomach...

With the emperor's physique, how many more months can he survive?

Li Chengzhi wanted to scold his mother with hatred: They are a bunch of bastards, no wonder the emperor can’t believe anyone?

You have escaped the disaster, but where is grandpa?

After trying so hard to close the door of hell, you ended up like this?
Chapter completed!