"Your Majesty, what is my king's illness...?" A minister of the King of Changyi couldn't help asking.

"Don't be anxious..." Zhang Yue said: "When I and the students, check the body of King Changyi and make a decision!"

Judging from the medical records and prescriptions of King Changyi in the past, Zhang Yue already vaguely knew what disease this king was suffering from?

But he still needs a diagnosis!

So, he brought the military doctors and the tools they brought to the quiet room specially made for the treatment of King Changyi.

King Liu of Changyi is already waiting here.

Not only him, the emperor, the Empress of Wei, the Crown Prince Liu Ju, and the Grandson Liu Jin, were all in this hall.

"I pay homage to Your Majesty, Empress, His Highness, His Highness, and King..." Zhang Yue respectfully bowed and bowed with the military doctors he brought to him.

"Please get up..." The emperor waved his hand and said, "King Changyi, please ask my dear!"

"I do my best!" Zhang Yue bowed again.

So he walked to Liu and said, "The diagnosis and treatment of the minister is different from the diagnosis of the medical officials today. I hope the king will understand..."

"Your Houdan asks Shi Wei..." Liu Xiao said: "I can accept everything!"

What kind of doctor Liu has never seen before in the past two years?

I have seen and taken strange diagnosis and treatment and prescriptions.

What kind of rootless water, what kind of boys urinate, even jumping into great gods, concubines, ministers praying with their bodies, and even seeking help from the Nanyue wizards to seek help from demons and ghosts.

Unfortunately, all methods ended up being invalid.

Fortunately, someone offered a prescription obtained from Chang'an, using Platycodon and Honeysuckle as soup, and then boiled it with willow skin, which finally relieved it so that he could survive to Chang'an. Otherwise, Liu suspected that he might die on the way to Chang'an.

Zhang Yue then bowed again, then took the tools brought by the military doctors and stepped forward.

Zhang Yue first took a whale oil lamp, then picked up a pair of tweezers, walked to Liu to sit down, and said, "Please open your mouth, and then...'

"Ah..." Although Liu didn't understand the meaning, he still opened his mouth obediently and said ah.

Zhang Yue took the opportunity to press down the root of his tongue with tweezers, and with the help of the bright light of the whale oil lamp, he observed his oral and throat condition.

It was found that the throat mucosa was congested, but there were no secretions.

Zhang Yue frowned slightly, so he took the stethoscope, asked Liu to lie down, untied his clothes, and pressed the stethoscope to his chest.

It is worth mentioning that today's stethoscope has undergone many improvements and improvements.

It also uses a hose made of Eucommia ulmoides extracted from the Eucommia ulmoides tree as raw materials, so the shape is very close to that of later generations. It is a bit long and simple, but it is useful to listen to the respiratory conditions of the lungs.

"Master, please breathe in..."

"Master, please exhale..."

With Zhang Yue's command, Liu's chest rose and fell.

Zhang Yue listened, his brows became tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, Liu coughed, and Zhang Yue immediately turned his head and spitted a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground when he saw him.

Zhang Yue looked at the phlegm, suddenly put down his stethoscope and walked forward to observe.

Staring at the bloody phlegm, Zhang Yue sighed, then sat down and asked, "Does the king's disease have abdominal pain at first? Dizziness?"

Liu Wenyan nodded foolishly and said, "This is indeed the case..."

He recalled and said, "It was more than a year ago. I suddenly felt abdominal pain and then my diarrhea continued. So I asked the palace medical officer to come and take some medicine to stop the diarrhea... but it recurs soon... so I asked him to take it with medicine..."

He asked, "Honey, but is there any problem with the medical officer?" He was already full of murderous intent in his words.

Zhang Yue shook his head and said, "But it has nothing to do with it..."

"King..." Zhang Yue asked: "Do you love raising dogs?"

Liu nodded and smiled, "I like hunting and have more than a hundred hunting dogs in the palace..."

"Then do you often play with hunting dogs?" Zhang Yue asked again.

Liu nodded: "Why are you asking about this?"

Zhang Yue sighed, looked at the sputum carefully, and asked again: "Does the king often have chest pain and severe coughing recently? The coughing sputum is mostly like jam or rotten peach?"

When Liu heard this, he praised: "Your Majesty is really Bian Que in this world!"

At this time, even Empress Wei knew that Zhang Yue should have a result, so she asked, "Zhang Qing, what is the disease of King Changyi?"

Zhang Yue stood up and bowed to Liu, the emperor, the queen, the prince and the grandson Jin, and said, "Report to the queen, I know the cause of the king's illness..."

"It should be caused by parasites..."

"Parasite?" The emperor didn't understand why.

"Your Majesty, the so-called parasites are livestock, and the insects carried by fish and snails. The largest ones are like fleas, which can be seen by human eyes, while the small ones are as small as dust, which cannot be seen by the naked eye..."

"I heard that a monk from Daxia said: His gods look at a plate of water, and 84,000 insects, which is probably the same..."

"Therefore, I mentioned the epidemics of typhoid fever with boiling water, and the ones they killed were epidemics!"

"And the disease of the King of Changyi...is probably caused by the insects carried by the hunting dogs in the palace that entered the king's lungs and lived!"

"It is as small as dust, feeding on lung meat, humans as hosts, and reproduction..."

Liu's disease is completely consistent with Zhang Yue's symptoms related to pulmonary flukes.

I can only say that if Liu doesn’t commit suicide, he will not die!

"Ah..." Liu Wan never expected that his illness was actually infected by his dog.
Chapter completed!