imperial psychologist

Chapter 8 Called into the Palace
Qin Kang sighed behind him, with some helplessness in his voice, "It is the duty of a minister to give advice to Junfu. If you have advice, why wait for Junfu to ask... just say it."

A drop of sweat dripped down on Wang Jixuan's forehead, and he glanced at Emperor Jianxi carefully - he was shocked when he found that Emperor Jianxi was looking straight at him, and immediately knelt down, "I am stupid! I have something to say, tell me now." Emperor Ming!"

Emperor Jianxi snorted softly, picked up the teacup to drink tea, and everyone's eyes turned to Wang Jixuan.

"Emperor Bai's words just now, I think it's inappropriate. There is a daughter in his family called Bai Ling. Although she has never heard of any teacher, but three years ago, the queen mother... the queen mother..." Wang Jixuan paused, thinking for a while After using words for a while, he continued, "When the Empress Dowager was in poor health, she even met this girl from Boling. I don't know what method she used to calm the Empress Dowager's anger within a few months. Mind, this matter, I also heard the envoy of the Qin Academy mention it by chance, so I still have the impression."

Emperor Jianxi's eyes were slightly cold, "Why are you suddenly mentioning the Empress Dowager's illness!"

Wang Jixuan's body trembled visibly, he knelt lower, and shook his head again and again, "Your servant is bold! But this is enough to show that this daughter of Bai Shijun's family does have some skills, and the doctor is kind, if she is allowed to give the imperial concubine Empress, take a look, maybe it will be of great benefit!"

After listening to it, Bai Shijun was already stunned there, "There is such a thing...why didn't I know?"

Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked sideways, and said, "You are just a low-ranking doctor in the imperial hospital. This matter involves the face of the inner court. How could it be possible for you to know?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Jixuan raised his eyes to look at the emperor again, "Please don't blame the emperor, everyone gathered in this room at the moment can be regarded as the old seniority of the imperial hospital, so I was thinking about mentioning this matter, I just wanted to Speak to the emperor, since the queen mother also intends to recommend this person, maybe we can't give it a try!"

Emperor Jianxi's eyes were vague, as if he was in deep thought. He had also heard about the little lark in Bai Shijun's family, so he didn't need to say much.

"I see that the Empress Dowager also recommended Bai Shijun's eldest son, Bai Yi..." Emperor Jianxi frowned suddenly, as if remembering something, and looked at Huang Chongde, "Why does this name sound familiar to me?"

Huang Chongde lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "The emperor has a good memory. Two years ago, Wan Fushun from Baiweilou on Chang'an Street took in an apprentice, and that was him."

Emperor Jianxi was a little surprised, "Wan Fushun's disciple is him?"

Huang Chongde replied, "Yes. This Wan Fushun originally swore not to accept disciples until he was [-], but the young master of Bo Taiyi's family is not ordinary. He took a small knife to cut up a fist-sized young chicken. It is clean, the bones are like flesh and blood, and even the blood vessels that stick to it are not hurt, Wan Fushun was taken aback by this kind of craftsmanship, and he accepted his apprentice on the spot."

In the hall, Bai Shijun was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth——this kind of thing...how could he not know?

But this time he didn't shout out directly, just nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, my son Bai Yi is a learning cook, how does he know anything, what does he know about curing diseases and saving lives..."

Emperor Jianxi glanced at Bai Shijun, and snorted coldly, "You are an imperial doctor who works in the palace, and you will send your son to learn how to cook. Do you think it is dangerous to work in the palace, so you don't want your son to get involved?"

"No, it's not." Bai Shijun gritted his teeth, "Your Majesty, I feel that the child is not sensible, and if he bumps into the mother's phoenix body... I can't redeem it if I die..."

Wang Jixuan clasped his hands together and said loudly, "Your Majesty, since the Empress Dowager has an order, there must be the Empress Dowager's reasoning. Why don't you just follow her old man's suggestion and call these two young people into the palace to have a look? , is also my blessing."

"Doctor Wang!" Bai Shijun's voice was trembling, his eyes were hot, and he almost yelled, "Don't you have any children in your family?!"

Wang Jixuan glanced at Bai Shijun inexplicably, "Doctor Bai's words are wrong. Your father needs something, and our courtiers will die! Do you have the heart to let the imperial concubine be sick all the time in order to protect your son?" ?”

Emperor Jianxi's eyes were filled with anger, "Bai Shijun?"

Bai Shijun's whole body was shocked, as if he had been hit seven inches by Wang Jixuan's move, "I, I'm not..."

"En." Emperor Jianxi nodded, "Let's do it like this, come here!"

Did the emperor decree to let Boyi Boling and his brother enter the palace?

Bai Shijun's heart was ashamed, and his eyes were red because he couldn't help it. He bent over and kowtowed, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "Thank you, Lord Ron..."

On the other side of the palace, Bai Ling and Bai Yi, who had been waiting at the Zuoye Gate, were anxiously waiting.

Suddenly, Bai Yi patted Bai Ling's shoulder.

Bo Ling raised his head and saw two palace men, one fat and one thin, walking towards this direction hurriedly. The two brothers and sisters were overjoyed and stood up together.

Sure enough, as soon as the two courtiers entered the door, the fat eunuch called out in a slender voice, "Are Bai Yi and Bo Ling, the sons of Bai Shijun, a physician from the imperial hospital, here?"

Bai Yi led Bai Ling out, "Crassman Bai Yi, and his younger sister Bai Ling, have been waiting here for a long time."

The fat eunuch said seriously: "There is an edict!"

Both Bai Yi and Bo Ling knelt down.

"Your biological father, Bai Shijun, a doctor of the imperial hospital, a doctor, and an official appointed by the imperial court, has become famous for his career, and he did not hesitate to delay the concubine's condition! This matter should have been verified and severely punished by Beizhen Fusi. However, I heard that you two are dead With the method of healing, I order the two of you to confront each other in front of the palace, and make up for the mistakes. This is my favor!"

Bai Yi and Bai Ling looked at each other, and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief - they've caught up!

The palace servants led the way, and Bai Yi carried Bai Ling on his back, and walked towards the Hall of Zhonghe at a brisk pace.

On the way, Bai Yi turned his head slightly, and asked softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "By the way, how sure are you when you meet your empress today?"

Bai Ling looked ahead, "Thirty to forty percent."

"So low?"

"It's already high enough," Bai Ling sighed, "I haven't seen my lady yet, and I haven't seen any previous diagnosis. I think this lady has suffered from insomnia since confinement, and it has been almost half a year now. It hasn’t improved either. If it’s severe depression now, there’s no western medicine here, it’s almost impossible for us to control the condition in a short period of time. Besides, it’s not necessarily all about postpartum depression. We’ll have to wait until the time for specific problems…”

Before Bai Ling finished speaking, Bai Yi asked worriedly, "If it's really depression, is it easy to treat?"

"It's hard to say." Bai Ling glanced in Bai Yi's direction, "Although depression is troublesome, it is not a terminal illness after all, and there is always a way to improve it. If it was our time, letting patients take medicine and cooperate with psychological treatment intervention would be very effective .But in the palace, we should not expect the same conditions as before."

(End of this chapter)