Chapter 877 Confirmed, there is another

As soon as Lu entered the house, he rushed to the bed, trying to touch Song Lingzhou, but Song Ci stopped him and glared at Song Zhiqing.

"Hold your wife."

Song Zhiqing had given flowers when he was a child, but he was not so shirkable. He had ate a scolding from Song Ci before, but he didn't dare to whine. He dragged Lu into his arms and looked at the eldest son on the bed.

Seeing this, he felt a little guilty again, but he didn't expect that the legitimate son was also seriously ill.

Song Ci did not come forward to cause trouble, so he asked several doctors to come forward, and he asked Zhou Chen. He heard that she had acne when she was a child, and he felt a little relieved. It was appropriate to have her take care of Song Lingzhou.

But this sudden acne is a bit evil.

Song Ci didn't think about any conspiracy for a moment. After all, this acne is very common in modern times, and the same was true in ancient times. It was just that it could be properly cured, but it was not easy to fix it in ancient times.

She watched Dr. Chen take the lead in helping her pulse, while Dr. Ma screamed in shock. Compared to yesterday and midnight, there was no red mark on Song Lingzhou's body.

Now looking at it, my hands, ankles and necks were rising, and my chin began to have a little bit.

Lin Qing also saw it clearly and felt a little calm in her heart.

After Dr. Chen helped her pulse, she also went to help her pulse, raised her eyebrows, looked at Dr. Chen and others, and nodded.

After looking, hearing, asking and touching, several people made a conclusion.

"How is it?" Song Ci asked anxiously.

Lin Qing looked at Dr. Chen and said, "You said."

The Imperial Doctor Chen bowed: "The fourth young master of the palace has an evil pulse and damages the lungs and guards, and the evil poisons are closed to the lungs. The acne is small and sparse, and the color is moist. It is a newly-represented image, when..."

Song Ci heard this and felt a mess of thread in his mind. He waved his hand and interrupted him: "Don't talk about the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, I don't understand it. Just tell me, does Zhou'er have acne?"

Doctor Chen and Lin Qing looked at each other and nodded: "Yes."

Lu's feet became weak, his eyes rolled, and he completely fainted in Song Zhiqing's arms.

Song Ci had a headache and asked the doctor of Ma's family to take oil to moisten her heart.

"How to cure it, do you know what to do?"

Dr. Chen said: "Doctor Lin thinks that "relieve wind and clear heat, relieve spasms and open up orifices, detoxify and relieve dampness."

Lin Qing nodded: "My opinion is the same as Dr. Chen. It depends on whether the fourth young master will become worse. The prescription must change at any time. In addition, the acne has not been fully initiated, so we have to endure it next."

Song Ci knew this, acne is not something that can be cured in an instant by catching a cold, but it is a long process that cannot be escaped for ten days and half a month.

The most troublesome thing is that acne will itch. If this child scratches it, he will be required to leave scars.

Otherwise, how did people in ancient times become more despised when they hear acne? If they are not well treated and taken care of, they will be scarred at a young age. It will be difficult for women to keep scars in the future. If men have scars, they will be difficult to even take the imperial examination, while the worst is to lose their lives.

"You prescribe a prescription. Doctor Chen, since you are here to diagnose the disease, the next time you have to trouble you to help your pulse." Song Ci said.

Doctor Chen said: "I dare not call it troublesome. This is what I should do. Please rest assured, Madam. In addition, acne is different from other things. It is best for those who take care of the Fourth Young Master to take care of the people who have had acne to avoid contagion. If not, it is good like ours now."

Wearing a so-called mask and a layer of oil paper is separated by it. It is stuffy, but it will not be easily infected. It is quite good.

Song Ci knew this naturally.

Song Zhiqing held Lu and said anxiously, "Doctor Chen, I still have a son, who is also suffering from high fever and is in a state of confusion. Please help me with my pulse."
Chapter completed!