Chapter 1286: 625 Slap in the Face (Second Update)_3 Chapter 1286: 625 Slap in the Face (Second Update)_3 Mu Qingchen’s lips twitched once more as he clenched his fist, unable to restrain himself. Without moving his lips, he ground out a few words through his teeth, “This is too much…”
Gu Jiao turned to take the Duke’s pulse.
She didn’t bring her first aid kit, firstly because she didn’t trust this group of people and didn’t want to expose the secrets of her kit to them prematurely.
Secondly, these people didn’t trust her much either. If she had brought it, who knows how that young man nad Director Shao would have interrogated her.
If she really needed to use an instrunt from her first aid kit, she would co again tomorrow. She didn’t believe that Director Shao would be at the Duke Residence every day, watching her.
Gu Jiao’s three fingers landed accurately on the Duke’s wrist.
Miao Ruoxin detested this person for touching her patient, but she clenched her teeth and suppressed the fury in her heart as she watched Mu Qingchen, who remained silent.
She snorted coldly, “I’ve only just managed to stabilize the Duke’s condition, and in a few more days, His Grace was about to wake up. Yet now, you’ve brought so half-competent person to ddle with my treatnt. Let make myself clear—this greatly affects the outco of my treatnt. If the Duke doesn’t wake up, do not put the bla on my head!”
The Second Lady wavered, “This young brother…”
Gu Jiao didn’t pay her any mind and, after taking the pulse, imdiately began removing the silver needles.
Miao Ruoxin’s face darkened to the extre.
Gu Jiao then lifted the Duke’s eyelids, “Make way, you’re blocking the light.”
Mu Qingchen furrowed his brows but still moved aside to accommodate.
The Second Lady truly didn’t want to make way, but she couldn’t afford to offend Mu Qingchen.
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped aside, then, as if enjoying the commotion, he said teasingly to Miao Ruoxin, “Miss Miao, please step aside; don’t hinder the miraculous healing of this divine physician from Zhan Country.”
Miao Ruoxin said dismissively, “I’ve never heard of any divine physician from Zhan Country!”
No sooner had she spoken than sothing seed to occur to her, causing a montary pause in her expression.
But she quickly shook her head.
Impossible. The physician who cured the plague on the borders was a woman.
During the examination of the Duke, Gu Jiao found a very noticeable scar behind his head. She suspected that he had suffered a basal skull fracture, causing so degree of nerve or brain damage.
Gu Jiao asked, “Does the Second Lady recall whether His Grace experienced any leaking fluids from the nose or ears after he was injured and fell into a coma?”
The Second Lady was startled, “Leaking… leaking what?”
Gu Jiao explained, “It would look similar to a runny nose.”
If it was cerebrospinal fluid leakage, it would almost certainly indicate an open brain injury.
But three years had passed; even if there was a basal skull fracture, it would have healed by now.
Gu Jiao dropped the subject, saying, “Given the Duke’s current condition, acupuncture and dicinal treatnts aren’t very aningful.”
Miao Ruoxin’s face grew even darker, “Then do tell us if you have any better ideas!”
Gu Jiao replied, “I don’t have a very good solution at the mont, but it would be best to let his loved ones talk to him more.”
In dical school, this is called family therapy.
There’s also hyperbaric oxygen therapy and physical therapy, but those require certain equipnt and devices.
The chances of a vegetative patient waking up are very low, so even if all three treatnts were applied, there’s no guarantee of success.
Miao Ruoxin laughed disdainfully, “With such a grand entrance, I thought you truly had so effective solutions, but it’s nothing more than a deceitful trick!”
As she spoke, she turned to look at Mu Qingchen, “Young Master Qingchen, I an no offense, but you might have been deceived by so scoundrel. Not everyone from lower states possesses real dical knowledge.”
The Second Lady also looked displeased.
If talking could wake up the Duke, then had they wasted their years seeking doctors everywhere?
“Didn’t you say you had a family secret redy on the carriage, specifically for treating coma patients?” Mu Qingchen hinted at Gu Jiao with his eyes.
It indeed was a redy for comas, but it wouldn’t cure the Duke, though it wouldn’t cause harm either.
“I don’t.” Gu Jiao didn’t take the bait.
Mu Qingchen: “…”
Even as the Second Lady was trying to maintain courtesy for Mu Qingchen, she couldn’t help but let her face fall: “Young Master Qingchen, we appreciate you coming today, and the Duke Residence is grateful for your concern for the Duke. However, I hope in the future you will be more discerning and not trust just anyone so easily! Guards! Show the guests out!”
Mu Qingchen closed his eyes, suppressing the anger stirred up by Gu Jiao.
The young master laughed uncontrollably: “I will make sure to report Young Master Qingchen’s earnest concern for the Duke to His Highness the Crown Prince.”
With his blood boiling yet his face calm, Mu Qingchen said, “Xiao Liulang, let’s go.”
“Oh.”
Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen left.
The Second Lady was so distressed she took her handkerchief and vehently smoothed over her chest, then turned to Miao Ruoxin with a smile, “Miss Miao, forgive us for any offense just now. Please, we still entrust you with the Duke’s care—”
“Ah! My lady!”
A maid in the room suddenly cried out.
The Second Lady’s face darkened: “What are you yelling for! Have you no manners!”
The maid’s eyes were wide with shock as she pointed toward the bedchamber: “The Duke, he… he… his hand moved!”
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