"Women of the people must do their best."

Even if the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired. Although I am good at surgery and other diseases, I can't help it because I have all the western medicine in the world and the advanced medical equipment in the hospital.

Even if the emperor is terminally ill and cannot fully recover, those instruments can still be used to find out the cause of the disease and then prescribe appropriate medicine to delay his life.

It could take as little as one and a half years, or as long as three, five, seven, or ten years. Besides, the emperor may not be so unlucky. Is he suffering from a terminal illness?

Ye Jiamei secretly thought in her heart that the purpose of her coming was not to cure the emperor who was suffering from a serious disease. Her purpose was to walk around. If she could help the second prince, the charges against the Yu family might be true. This way, they can be clean. In that case, the family of three will not only return to the capital, but they can also enter and exit various countries at will without being trapped in the wilderness forever.

Seeing Ye like this, the Crown Princess nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and walked towards the palace without saying anything more.

Seeing this, Ye Jiamei hurriedly picked up the medicine box at her feet, followed Eunuch Lin closely, and walked into the splendid emperor's palace together.

In order to save her life, even though Ye Jiamei was always idle, she was still as obedient as a quail at the moment, keeping her head slightly lowered. Except for looking at everything in the dormitory with her peripheral vision, her cervical spondylosis was almost hanging out.

The dormitory was very large, with twists and turns. After walking for more than a hundred steps, the pink skirt in front stopped.

"Your Highness, stepmother, and concubine have been brought in by the doctor."

At this time, the princess's voice lost the indifference she had just outside the palace, and there was a hint of flattery in her tone.

After all, in this palace, except for those palace members, everyone has a higher status than her.

Therefore, Ye Jiamei's family of three never envied these people with imperial power. Even among relatives, they had to be cautious at all times. Such a relationship was not as happy and free as their ordinary family.

After the princess finished speaking, Ye Jiamei learned to be smarter this time and her mind was clear. She immediately knelt down on the spot without caring about which direction the queen and prince were, looking timid and cowardly, and quickly saluted.

"Mr. Ye, a civilian woman, please see the Empress, see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and see Concubine De."

In memory, the biological mother of the second prince was Concubine De, and the only person who could let the Crown Princess call her mother was Concubine De. Ye Jiamei didn't care about that and buried her head on the soft carpet, humble. Extremely.

If you think about it carefully, just think that they are all from ancient times. What is so pretentious about her?

"Since he is a doctor hired by the people, he must be outstanding, so there is no need to be too polite. Let's see your Majesty first."

A deep and majestic voice sounded. Ye Jiamei didn't even think about who this person was. She just took the order and stood up. She carefully carried her medicine box and finally raised her head to find the location of the dragon couch.

When she raised her head, she was completely amazed by the emperor's palace.

I heard that the high-end furniture of those ancient royal families in novels were almost all made of huanghuali wood, golden nanmu, etc., but Ye Jiamei never expected that the emperor of the Lanyue Dynasty only loved gold!

Except for the fact that the floor was not paved with gold, almost [-]% of the furniture in the entire palace was inlaid with gold carvings. The same was true for the huge dragon bed opposite her. Forget about the gold carvings, there are many brightly colored jewelry inlaid on the dragon bed. At a glance, Ye Jiamei really wishes he could take everything in the palace and a few people here and send them all to the hospital. Forget it, in this case, all the things in here belong to her.

It's a pity that her hospital can't hold so many things, and if all these people are admitted to the hospital by her, she won't be able to leave the palace smoothly.

However, this idea cannot be realized now. If these people threaten the lives of their family of three in the future, they will not be able to risk their lives...

Her thoughts drifted away, and before she knew it, Ye Jiamei was carrying the medicine box and walked to the side of the splendid dragon couch.

After the medicine box was put away, someone from the palace immediately came forward and lifted up the curtain of the dragon bed for her. Ye Jiamei finally saw the emperor's morbid condition as he was dying of illness and sleeping.

There are some sporadic spots on his gray face. He is obviously only in his forties, but due to illness, Emperor Han Yuan looks like a man in his sixties at this time, without any vitality.

His eyes swept over the golden brocade quilt draped over Emperor Han Yuan's body, and then to his abdomen. The high bulge immediately made Ye Jiamei look solemn.

Judging from Han Yuandi's sunken cheeks, Han Yuandi should not be considered obese, but her bulging belly is too abrupt. Could she be telling the truth?

Thinking of this, Ye Jiamei half-knelt beside Long Teng, pretending to put her finger on Emperor Han Yuan's pulse, but in fact she had already begun various observations.

She is not very good at taking pulses. Naturally, she is not like some powerful Chinese doctors who can judge the patient's condition just by their pulse.

The best way for her to detect symptoms is to rely on the instruments in the hospital, but now with several pairs of eager eyes looking at her, she can't even find the courage to ask these people to go out, so how can she really let them go? These people can rest assured and leave Emperor Han Yuan alone to close the palace door and check his whole body?

It took a long time to feel the pulse, and after struggling for a while, Ye Jiamei didn't care so much, and retracted her fingers to lift the quilt on Emperor Han Yuan.

But before the finger touched the quilt, a scolding sound suddenly sounded above her head from far to near. Her hand paused in the air, she turned sideways and raised her eyes to look at the person.

"What do you want to do? The emperor's dragon body, how can it be that a pariah like you can look at it at will?!"

Ye Jiamei's heart skipped a beat when she saw the empress wearing a phoenix hairpin and a phoenix robe.

The queen looked to be in her forties, with not a single wrinkle visible on her well-maintained and serious face, but the years had filled the woman's eyes with stories.

Who else could such a person be? Naturally, there is only the queen with the highest status in this palace...

Ye Jiamei reacted immediately to the Queen's scolding, quickly retracted her hand, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the Queen hastily.

"No offense to civilian women, but the way civilian women practice medical consultation is different from that of many doctors. In order to confirm the most accurate symptoms of Your Majesty's dragon body, this examination of the dragon body is also the most basic step in medical treatment. Please forgive me, the Queen!" ( End of this chapter)

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