Travels of a Female Physician in the Ming Dynasty

Eunuch Liu's voice was like a bolt from the blue, and my nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fainted?" I widened my eyes, thinking rapidly in my mind: I haven't figured out Xiao Luzi's situation just now, how come even the Crown Prince is in trouble now?

What happened in this palace recently?

"Yes, Imperial Physician Yang, come with me now! The Imperial Hospital has also sent someone, but Her Majesty specifically requested you go!"

Eunuch Liu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his tone was more urgent than ever before.

I know that if something happens to the Crown Prince, it will be a serious matter. If it is not handled properly, the entire palace will fall into chaos.

So without giving it much thought, I hurriedly grabbed the medicine box and followed Eunuch Liu jogging towards the East Palace.

The atmosphere in the East Palace was more tense than before. The guards at the door had solemn expressions, and even the slightest movement would cause them to scan with sharp eyes.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Aunt Zhang standing outside the hall. Her face was pale and she was obviously frightened by this sudden change.

"Imperial Physician Yang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has suddenly fainted. Please go and see him!" When Nanny Zhang saw me coming, she hurriedly grabbed my hand and almost half dragged and half pushed me into the inner hall.

The atmosphere in the inner hall was solemn. Several imperial doctors gathered around the prince's bed, all of them looking anxious but seemingly helpless.

The prince was lying on the bed, his face pale, his breathing weak, his eyes closed, and his forehead covered with cold sweat.

I quickly squeezed to the bed, feeling a tightness in my heart.

What is the identity of the prince?

His body is the future of the entire Ming Dynasty. If something happens to him, will I, a small imperial physician, be packed up and thrown into the imperial prison?

"Move aside, move aside, let me take a look!" I quickly asked the imperial doctors to move aside a little, and went forward to take the prince's pulse.

As soon as I placed my finger on the prince's pulse, I immediately felt a weak and unstable pulse - this was definitely not an ordinary fainting!

Combining the prince's complexion and breathing, I immediately judged that the prince was not only overworked, but also extremely anxious and seriously out of balance in his qi and blood.

I immediately had a rough idea in my mind and turned to Madam Zhang and Eunuch Liu and said, "I'm afraid that the Crown Prince's fainting this time is not just a physical problem, but more likely due to the accumulated worries in his heart."

Nanny Zhang clearly didn't understand what I meant. She frowned and asked, "Imperial Physician Yang, are you saying...that the Crown Prince fainted because of a heart attack?"

I nodded and sighed: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been weak since childhood. He has a weak body to begin with. In addition, there have been many things going on in the palace recently, and he has been under too much mental pressure, which has led to a disorder of qi and blood, and he suddenly fainted." As I said that, I took out silver needles from the medicine box and prepared to give the Crown Prince acupuncture.

At this moment, a nearby imperial physician suddenly spoke up, "Imperial Physician Yang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the Emperor's most cherished grandson. Please be cautious when administering acupuncture! Our Imperial Hospital has already prescribed a prescription to replenish Qi and calm the mind. Perhaps you don't need to be so reckless."

Reckless? I almost rolled my eyes.

The people in the Imperial Hospital only knew how to prescribe qi-replenishing prescriptions, and they had no idea about the prince's current condition. How could he suddenly faint from excessive fatigue?

This is obviously a fainting caused by poor blood circulation and mental stress. It will not work just by taking Qi-replenishing and calming medicine!

But in this situation, it's not convenient for me to argue with the imperial physicians, so I patiently explain, "Your Highness's symptoms aren't simply a case of physical weakness, but rather an imbalance of Qi and blood, leading to insufficient oxygen supply to the brain. This acupuncture is intended to dredge his Qi and blood, allowing him to regain consciousness as quickly as possible."

The imperial physician still seemed a little worried, and several other imperial physicians beside him also looked doubtful.

Seeing them like this, I had no choice but to use my trump card: "The Empress asked me to come here specifically. If I delay the Crown Prince's treatment, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain to the Empress."

As soon as these words were spoken, several imperial doctors immediately fell silent, looked at each other, and finally made way.

Humph, I'm not good at palace fighting, but I'm not afraid of medical fighting!

I quickly gave the prince acupuncture, focusing on several acupuncture points that calm the mind and regulate qi.

As the silver needles fell one by one, the prince's originally furrowed brows gradually relaxed and his complexion improved slightly.

"Mammy, quickly prepare some warm water. The prince will need to replenish water after he wakes up." I gave the order while giving him acupuncture.

Nanny Zhang immediately asked the palace maids to prepare. After about half an incense stick of time, the prince's breathing finally stabilized and his face regained a hint of color.

Several imperial doctors stood by in amazement, obviously not expecting that my injections would have such an immediate effect.

"Imperial Physician Yang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is..." an imperial physician couldn't help but ask.

I smiled faintly. "Your Highness's symptoms are due to poor blood circulation. I used acupuncture to clear his meridians, temporarily alleviating his symptoms. However, Your Highness's body is still very weak, and he needs to be properly nursed back to health."

As he was speaking, the prince slowly opened his eyes. There was still some confusion in his eyes, but he was obviously awake.

Aunt Zhang rushed to the bedside excitedly: "Your Highness, you are finally awake!"

The prince slowly turned his head, looked at Aunt Zhang, then looked at me, and asked weakly, "My lady...what's wrong?"

I quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, don't worry. You fainted because you overworked and your qi and blood became unbalanced. You're fine now. Just rest for a while and avoid overexerting yourself."

The prince nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of fatigue and pain.

He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just sighed softly and closed his eyes.

I looked at him, feeling a little complicated.

The prince is so young, but he already bears such great pressure. Perhaps the responsibility on him is heavier than anyone else. No wonder he is so anxious.

"Madam, please make sure the prince gets more rest and eats a lighter diet. I will prescribe a few more prescriptions for regulating qi and blood, and he should take them on time." I turned and said to Madam Zhang.

Nanny Zhang nodded repeatedly: "Imperial Physician Yang, it's really thanks to you."

I waved my hand: "This is my job."

After dealing with the prince's affairs, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as I was about to say goodbye, the prince suddenly spoke again, his voice weak but clear: "Imperial Physician Yang..."

I was stunned and turned to look at him: "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

The prince glanced at me, his eyes filled with a complex expression. "I've been having ominous dreams lately, and I've been feeling anxious and uneasy. Tell me, do these dreams portend anything?"

My heart suddenly skipped a beat. Something ominous?

Dreaming about these things, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must be under greater mental pressure than I imagined.

But of course I couldn't say such words directly, so I could only comfort him gently: "Your Highness, dreams are nothing more than what you think about during the day and what you dream about at night. Your Highness is busy with all kinds of affairs, so it's inevitable that you have worries in your heart. As long as you take good care of your body and rest peacefully, your dreams will improve."

The prince was silent for a while, as if he didn't completely believe what I said, but he didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly.

I sighed inwardly. It seemed that the Crown Prince's heart disease could not be cured in a short period of time.

When I came out of the East Palace, the setting sun was already hanging in the sky, and the shadows of the palace walls were stretched out long.

I walked along the palace path, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted. The prince's physical problems had been temporarily resolved, but his mental health was far more troubling.

Back at the clinic, I slumped down in my chair, the prince's sigh still in my mind.

The life of the ancient royal family seemed glorious, but in fact every step was like walking on thin ice.

Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door: "Miss, you're back! There's an emergency here, come and take a look!"

I stood up helplessly, thinking: It seems that there are no idle days in this clinic...

The days of traveling back to the Ming Dynasty are not only busy, but also full of layers of unsolved mysteries.