After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

The Empress Dowager, who was having a picnic in the yard, no, replenishing her energy, saw Chen Dongyue running out in a flash.

The old lady was scared.

I immediately prepared a feast for the emperor in my heart.

Prince Kang was so frightened that he jumped into the main room to take a look. Fortunately... Doctor Yao said that although the emperor's life is hanging by a thread, he is still alive.

He asked the pale-faced King Kang to leave quickly as he wanted to discuss how to use the medicine with the other doctors.

In fact, King Kang didn't want to stay in the house any longer.

He himself was a little afraid of the emperor.

Even though the emperor was lying half dead on the bed, he couldn't suddenly get up and scold him.

Can.......

The emperor was lying on the bed with his eyes half-open and half-closed, rolling his eyes outward, which looked even more terrifying.

So King Kang did not stay for long. He just asked Ji Chongning to wait by the bed. If there were any changes, he could go out and tell him.

After saying this, without caring whether Ji Chongning agreed or not, he picked up his robe and walked quickly out of the room.

After arriving in front of the Empress Dowager, Prince Kang told the old lady about the situation inside.

The old lady asked him, "Where did Chen Dongyue go?"

"To answer the question of our ancestor," King Kang said seriously, "I didn't ask."

........

The Empress Dowager almost poured a bowl of swiftlet food on Prince Kang's forehead.

She had always suspected that her grandson's brain was a little... not very useful.

This is just great.

Confirmed.

The brain is really not very good.

That’s all.

The old lady asked Lady Min to give the bowl of mint drink in front of her to Prince Kang.

"Drink it," the Empress Dowager glanced at Prince Kang and said, "You are sweating so much... don't let the heat kill you."

Princess Kang, who was serving at the side, raised her eyebrows, closed her eyes, and lowered the corners of her mouth.

The expression on his face looked as if he had eaten a thousand and eight hundred sour plums at once.

King Kang did not dare to discuss the importance of being polite with his grandmother. He could only pinch his nose and finish the bowl of mint drink.

When Chen Dongyue appeared in front of the Empress Dowager again, everyone discovered that she was carrying a long, strange object made of colored glass on her shoulder.

The Empress Dowager had learned her lesson this time, and when she saw Chen Dongyue she immediately asked her, "What is this?"

"Replying to the Empress Dowager, this is a thermometer. I will explain it to you later! They need it urgently!"

After saying this, the man had already entered the main house.

"What's the plague?!" The Empress Dowager looked at Prince Kang who had finally stopped sweating.

Well, the sweat that King Kang had just stopped sweating began to flow down again.

How would he know about chicken and duck plague?

I know a little bit about roast chicken and roast duck...

.......................

at the same time.

After entering the main room, Chen Dongyue was surrounded by doctors and was trying to explain.

“Believe me, as long as you put this silver head into your mouth and wait for half a cup of tea, you will know the temperature of this person’s body.

Although this thermometer is used to estimate the furnace temperature, there may be some small deviations in measuring body temperature, but it is definitely more accurate than touching your forehead with your hand."

An imperial physician tightly grasped the mercury tip of the oversized thermometer and yelled, "Absolutely not! Absolutely not! The emperor's breathing is unstable right now. If you stuff such a big stick into his mouth, he will suffocate to death."

Looking at the thermometer that Chen Dongyue brought, which was as thick as a white radish, Ji Chongning also had a trace of doubt, "Can this thing really measure the temperature of the body? Why have I never seen it before?"

"It's normal that you haven't seen it. Before I met Amin, I had never seen this thing either." Chen Dongyue said, "But believe me, this can really be used.

By the way, if putting it in the mouth doesn’t work, putting it in the ass… the dragon’s buttocks will also work.”

"No, no, no!!!"

“No, no, no, no!!!”

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare!!!"

“I’m dying, dying, dying!!!” Doctor Yao rushed to Chen Dongyue and yelled at her, “The emperor’s butt, is that an ordinary butt?! How can you mess with it so casually... You can’t do that!”

"If that doesn't work, try putting it in the armpit," Chen Dongyue explained patiently while holding up the thermometer. "Although the results may not be that accurate, it's definitely better than feeling with your hands."

"This thing looks like a carrot. Is it really useful?" someone questioned.

"If it works, I guarantee it. If it doesn't, I'll take your surname." Chen Dongyue replied.

The person who asked the question was the court physician of Prince Kang's mansion. Coincidentally, his surname was also Chen.

After hearing what Chen Dongyue said, the palace doctor muttered, "You might as well not make any promises."

"Then how do you know what scale is normal and what scale is abnormal?" someone else asked.

"......." Chen Dongyue looked at the doctor speechlessly, and then said: "Why don't you test it on normal people first, and you will know?!"

"Oh~~~~~That's right." The doctor nodded, then turned to look at Doctor Yao, "Doctor Yao, if it really doesn't work, you can try it first."

Doctor Yao shook his head frantically, "No, no, I have body odor."

.......

He was actually just old, and he couldn't accept things he had never seen before.

In fact, in his opinion, the most important thing now is to drive Chen Dongyue out, and then give the emperor acupuncture and medicine.

If he hadn't discussed with the imperial doctors where to insert the needle for safety, he wouldn't have let Chen Dongyue mess around here with this strange glass rod that had some temperature.

He had already checked the emperor's temperature and found that he did not have a fever.

Fortunately, at this time, Ji Chongning took the lead and stood up, "Give it to me, let me try."

"Okay," Chen Dongyue came to Ji Chongning with the thermometer, "Come on, take off half of your clothes and clamp this silver end."

“........” Ji Chongning looked at Chen Dongyue and said nothing.

"Oh, sorry," Chen Dongyue quickly handed the thermometer to Doctor Yao, "Let Doctor Yao help you, I'll wait outside. Remember, measuring time takes a cup of tea."

After saying that, she placed the thermometer on Doctor Yao's shoulder and walked out quickly.

Doctor Yao felt his shoulders sink and he almost couldn't hold that thing.

Chen Dongyue, who had already reached the outer room, kindly reminded him, "The thermometer is filled with mercury. Don't break it. It's highly toxic."

.......A group of doctors gathered around and helped Dr. Yao hold up the large glass tube that was about to fall.

After a while.

Ji Chongning called out from inside: "Dongyue, come and take a look."

At this time, the sky had gradually darkened and someone had come to light the lamp in the inner room.

Chen Dongyue walked into the inner room and felt even more stuffy.

She glanced at the temperature on the huge thermometer: thirty-six.9 degrees.

"You're very hot." Chen Dongyue looked at Ji Chongning.

Ji Chongning nodded, "Indeed, it's very hot."

“When I first bought this thermometer, I was actually told that anything over 37.3 degrees is considered a fever.

Adults over the age of 38 have a high fever. Now that you have verified it, this statement should be correct."

In fact, what Chen Dongyue said was not too accurate.

After all, she herself is not a medical practitioner, and her medical knowledge is just average.

Things like low-grade fever and high fever were just her conclusions based on her limited medical knowledge.

But no matter what, if this person really measured 38 degrees, there must be something wrong.

At this time, Doctor Yao raised a question, "How do the sellers know what degree is a low fever and what is a high fever?"

"This thing came from the Kingdom of Daqin. Naturally, it was summarized by the doctors there after using it in daily life.

The depth and acupuncture points you use for needle insertion are based on the same principles, aren’t they all summarized by our predecessors?”

After saying that, Chen Dongyue looked at Doctor Yao twice.

That expression seemed to be saying: How come you can't understand such a simple truth?

But her logic made sense, so several doctors discussed and decided to send out two more people to try, and then give the emperor the surgery.

Coming and going delayed me for almost a moment.

At this time, the medicines prepared by the eunuchs and palace maids outside had already been placed in a row.

In fact, if Chen Dongyue hadn't come to make trouble, the emperor should have been drugged long ago... no, he should have been force-fed drugs.

Although it has delayed some time, considering the emperor's current condition...it's not a big problem.

After all, whether it is delayed or not, that's it.

However, after all this clamping and pinching, the doctors actually figured out the problem.

"Your Majesty, is your temperature really a little high?!" a doctor asked Doctor Yao.

Doctor Yao looked at the number written on the slip and nodded, "Indeed... Although the temperatures we measured were different, none of them exceeded thirty-seven.

But the emperor's temperature...37.9 degrees...is indeed a fever.

Dongyue, it seems that you are right. The emperor does have a fever, but it may be too hot, so it is not obvious when touched."

"Logically speaking, internal wind won't cause fever," an imperial physician expressed his opinion, "Could it be... a blood heat disease?"

"Blood heat should lead to high fever," Doctor Yao denied, "but this temperature, according to Dong Yue's statement and my own experience, is not considered a high fever."

"That's a heat cold," said another court doctor, "I'm afraid the emperor is weak and caught a cold on the way, so..."

"It's not possible," Doctor Yao denied again, "Re Feng wouldn't be so unconscious. I'm afraid there must be other reasons. Oh, medical records, give me the emperor's medical records."

The eunuch who was serving nearby quickly handed a large stack of medical records to Doctor Yao.

Doctor Yao quickly flipped through the medical records, his brows furrowed, and he mumbled something, but it was unclear what he said.