Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Ye Chutang supported the edge of the bed with his right hand, sat up slowly, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and sighed.

"You too, it's so late, why bother with this trip?"

Chu Qiyuan carefully looked at her a few times, and saw that although her face was pale, she was still in good spirits, and his heart that had been suspended for a long time finally fell back into his stomach.

"The eldest princess is concerned about you, so I specially sent someone to invite the old man to come this way. If not, I don't know when I will know about your injury." Chu Qiyuan said, his brows frowned, "What on earth are you doing?" How did you get so badly injured?"

Ye Chutang shook his head.

"Here are Imperial Physicians Chen and Imperial Physician Sun. They have already checked my pulse, so why bother you."

"What do they know?" Chu Qiyuan looked disgusted.

Ye Chutang coughed lightly: "The prince and the princess are still outside."

Chu Qiyuan realized that he was too excited, a little embarrassed, and quickly lowered his voice.

"The old man is also telling the truth, their ability lies there, otherwise the old man can't be in a hurry, can he?"

He is the principal of the imperial hospital, and also the one with the highest qualifications among all the imperial physicians, even in person, he still scolds correctly.

Ye Chutang took a pillow and leaned against the head of the bed in a more comfortable position.

Ever since meeting Chu Qiyuan three years ago, he has always had such a temper, and he couldn't persuade him, so she simply ignored him.

"The two imperial physicians are helping to decoct the medicine." Ye Chutang said.

Chu Qiyuan looked hopefully: "The prescription you gave?"

Ye Chutang laughed: "I was 'in a coma' at the time, where can I give Fangzi."

Chu Qiyuan was immediately disappointed: "Oh. Then, your injury may be delayed by them for a while longer."

The corners of Ye Chutang's lips curled up: "It's not as serious as you said."

After all, those two are people from the Tai Hospital. If they have no skills, they can't stay until today.

"Isn't this just a competition? It's okay for the two of them to look troublesome to others, but you -" Chu Qiyuan looked disapproving.

"My injury is not serious, I just need to take care of it for a few more days." Ye Chutang paused, feeling a little helpless, "Besides, this is the capital city, so don't call me honorifics in the future. It would be outrageous for others to hear you."

Speaking of which, it was a coincidence that she knew Chu Qiyuan.

At that time, she took Ayan, Afeng and Xiaowu to the south, and encountered a plague on the way. Chu Qiyuan, who was the director of the imperial hospital at the time, was ordered to go.

At that time, the plague was rampant, and Chu Qiyuan tried many methods, but none of them had any obvious effect, and the situation intensified.

One day, when he was feeling the pulse of a dying victim on the side of the road, Ye Chutang took the initiative to step forward and said that there was a way to help him solve his current predicament.

Chu Qiyuan didn't know her at that time. Seeing that she was a teenage girl with a few dolls smaller than her, he didn't take her words seriously. He just told her to leave quickly, otherwise he would get infected later. The plague, but no one can save them.

Of course Ye Chutang didn't leave.

She stayed there for half a month.

It was also during this half a month that Chu Qiyuan regarded her as half a master from now on, and respected her extremely.

Later, the two exchanged letters occasionally, and gradually became acquainted.

After Ye Chutang returned to Beijing, Chu Qiyuan wanted to visit several times, but he held back.

It's just that I didn't expect that after waiting and waiting, I finally got an opportunity, and it turned out to be such a scene.

Chu Qiyuan nodded: "What you said is true, then...cough, what Miss Ye Er said is true, I know."

Ye Chutang said: "Actually, I really have something to do this time, and I want to ask for your help."

Chu Qiyuan immediately said: "You—Miss Ye Er, please tell me."

……

squeak-

The door opened and Chu Qiyuan walked out.

Shen Yanchuan looked back and saw that Princess Qinyang couldn't hold back and rushed over.

"Chu Yuanzheng, how is Chutang?"

Chu Qiyuan stroked his beard, frowned, and let out a long sigh.

Princess Qinyang felt uneasy and glanced at Shen Yanchuan uneasily.

How do you look at this situation, it seems...not very good?
Chu Qiyuan said quietly: "Miss Ye Er's injuries this time are not serious."

Princess Qinyang said "Ah".

"How could this happen? When Dr. Chen and Dr. Sun took her pulse just now, they said it was a flesh injury, but no internal injuries. As long as they get treated in time and take good care of themselves, it will be fine..."

"No." Chu Qiyuan interrupted Princess Qinyang with a serious expression, "Miss Ye Er had suffered from cold syndrome in her early years, which damaged her lungs. This time she was injured, and she suffered a great loss of qi and blood, and her vitality was damaged, which caused another Old illnesses can naturally be remedied."

Shen Yanchuan frowned slightly.

Princess Qinyang was a little confused: "Cold syndrome? What do you mean?"

Chu Qiyuan looked back at the closed door and sighed heavily.

"I heard that Miss Ye Er went to Wuzhou with her family a few years ago, and then went to the south to go into exile. It may be the illness that fell at that time."

There was a moment of silence all around.

The experience of the four Ye family siblings back then is not a secret in the capital.

But no one thought that Ye Chutang would have suffered such an injury?
Princess Qinyang murmured: "... At that time, it was indeed the coldest time in the twelfth lunar month, but... she looked fine before, doesn't she look sick?"

Chu Qiyuan asked back: "I heard that she stayed in Jiangling for several years?"

Princess Qinyang stopped talking.

Jiangling is a small place, but it belongs to the south of the Yangtze River, and it is warm and suitable.

It turns out...it was Ye Chutang who stayed there all the time to recuperate from his illness, and did not return to Beijing for a long time?

Shen Yanchuan asked: "I don't know if the Chuyuan can deal with it?"

Chu Qiyuan took out a prescription from his sleeve.

"The prescription of Chen and Sun, the old man just read it. It can treat the symptoms but not the root cause. It can at most have a warming effect. This is another prescription written by the old man. I changed a few medicines. According to this prescription, the medicine will be decocted in ten days. Change again."

Shen Yanchuan took it, and glanced over it with downcast eyes.

The handwriting is wild and there is still a little bit of ink that has not dried completely. It was obviously written by Chu Qiyuan.

At this moment, Imperial Physician Chen came with a decoction.

Seeing the three people standing here, he was stunned.

"Yuanzheng, why are you here?"

When Chu Qiyuan saw him, he immediately waved.

"It's just in time for you to come, go, pour out the soup, and cook it again according to what I wrote."

Doctor Chen: "...???"

Shen Yanchuan folded up the prescription and handed it over.

"There are two herbs on it that are not available on the mountain. I'll send someone to get them."

……

Temple firewood.

This place has been heavily guarded, and the assassin who was captured was held here.

"I have seen the world!"

Seeing the person coming, everyone saluted respectfully.

Lian Zhou, who was guarding the door, immediately stepped forward.

"master."

Shen Yanchuan said: "Immediately send people down the mountain to fetch the two herbs of angelica and galangal."

Lian Zhou was taken aback, but immediately responded: "Yes!"

Shen Yanchuan looked at the chaifang.

Lian Zhou said: "The person is inside and has not yet woken up. Do you want to go in and take a look now?"

Shen Yanchuan nodded.