I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 487 Three Conditions
Xin He's expression was extremely serious. He bowed deeply to Luo Qianhuai and Mr. Mo and said, "My wife's opinion is my opinion. Madam Jing, you can raise your question without any hesitation. As long as the Xin family can do its best, it will do its best."

Luo Qianhuai smiled calmly: "Your Excellency is too kind. My daughter's conditions are very simple: first, she must not be disturbed during the treatment, and please ask Your Excellency to keep those who are not related to the treatment away.

The outsiders she was referring to were naturally Zhang Xianqiu, Huo Xiu, Qin Sang and others, and even Xin He himself.

Xin He was naturally aware of this, but in his opinion, the more such insignificant conditions, the better, so he agreed to it immediately.

"The second condition is that as a doctor, I must use all the means I am good at to try my best to save the lady. However, if I am unable to save her, or if I am lucky enough to save her but she is left with sequelae, the Prime Minister and his family must not feel resentful or retaliate against me."

As soon as she finished her words, Xin He was still thinking about it. Before he could express his opinion, Huo Xiu stood up and said repeatedly: "Impossible!"

As she spoke, she tried to reach out to pull Luo Qianhuai. Mr. Mo's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to move, Luo Qianhuai stopped him with a look.

At this critical moment, Xin He would not allow his wife to offend anyone again. He pulled Huo Xiu aside and said in a stern voice, "What are you doing? Don't you think things are not chaotic enough?"

"I'm not trying to make trouble." Huo Xiu rarely heard Xin He talk to her like this, and she suddenly felt a little aggrieved:
"I just thought that with Madam Jing's medical skills, if she really treated her with all her heart, she would be able to save Yun'er and there would be no sequelae."

As she said this, her pair of red eyes stared straight at Luo Qianhuai, as if she wanted her to express her position immediately and sign a military order.

The coldness in Mr. Mo's eyes became heavier. Luo Qianhuai looked at Xin He, smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I am a doctor, not a god - I don't have the means to guarantee that I can cure people. If the Prime Minister has the same idea as Madam, then I will say the same thing as before: I am not very knowledgeable, please ask for someone else!"

Xin He glared at Huo Xiu and said, "If you don't know how to speak, you can just keep silent!"

Huo Xiu had never been treated so harshly before. Just as she was about to lose her temper, she thought of her daughter lying on the couch and the despair she had felt when she knelt down to beg. She could only swallow back all her dissatisfaction.

After teaching his wife a lesson, Xin He clasped his fists and said, "My wife is also too concerned. Please do your best, Madam Jing. No matter what the result is, the Xin family will only be grateful and will never have any other thoughts."

Luo Qianhuai nodded and called Xing Xuan who had been waiting outside the door: "Please issue a critical illness notice and have the Prime Minister sign and stamp it."

Xin He didn't expect that Luo Qianhuai had already prepared such a thing.

He reached out to take it and read it quickly. He saw that it stated the rights and obligations of both doctors and patients, as well as various exemption clauses, which were even more detailed than what Luo Qianhuai had said.

Time is life. Xin He signed his name without hesitation, and asked someone to bring his personal seal, dipped it in bright red cinnabar, and printed it clearly.

He handed the critical illness notice back to Xing Xuan: "Is Madam Jing relieved now?" "There is a third condition." Luo Qianhuai said: "Madam Xin's illness will be fully taken over by my daughter. Except for Doctor Xue, the other doctors and doctors will be useless. Please send someone to send them back immediately, so as not to delay the treatment of other patients in the capital."

These three conditions, one by one, were completely different from what Xin He had expected. He thought that Yu Chu would take this opportunity to ask Luo Qianhuai to make some unreasonable demands on him.

He had never underestimated Yu Chu. This man was able to survive the catastrophe in the first year of Zhenghe, grow up in the palace, mingle among the common people and return to the imperial family, and be granted the title of marquis after the new emperor ascended the throne. It was not just the word lucky that could describe it. He was able to endure what ordinary people could not endure, and at the cost of his hands and feet being crippled, he successfully changed the attitude of the current emperor, allowing him to start a family and leave bloodline, and even gave birth to the idea of ​​promoting him to the court - each step was like a snake in the grass, lurking for thousands of miles, but leaving no trace.

So he was prepared and agreed to the other party's high demand as long as Madam Jing agreed to treat her daughter.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Madam Jing is truly capable of saving Yun'er.

If Yun'er were gone, the Xin family would soon be squeezed out of the top ranks of the wealthy and powerful in Xijing, and they would not have the chance to get back on the table for a long time. Even if they agreed to something now, it would be powerless and meaningless.

But no matter how much he had imagined in his mind before, he never expected that Luo Qianhuai's three conditions would be like this.

Do not interfere with medical treatment, do not hold anyone accountable if something goes wrong, and do not implicate other innocent doctors.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't seem to be the work of that person. Could it be that Madam Jing didn't communicate this with Marquis Xiang in advance?

His eyes involuntarily fell on Master Mo's face. He saw that his expression was indifferent, and his pair of narrow and bottomless phoenix eyes looked back at him nonchalantly, with the corners of his eyes raised in a meaningful smile. He suddenly understood something in his heart.

Yes, many things don't need to be explained so clearly. Before my daughter wakes up, it's useless to say more; and if she is cured and sits on the throne of queen, then the Xin family must acknowledge this life-saving grace no matter what. If Xiang Hou asks for something at that time, can I turn my face and deny it?
He looked at Master Mo seriously again, and suddenly found that he was so similar to the one in the East Palace back then, not only in his eyebrows and facial features, but also in his cold and aura as if the sea of ​​clouds and snow-capped mountains. He was truly noble and graceful.

Even the current emperor, although he is also born with a graceful figure, is still a little inferior to her. It's really a pity.

Seeing Master Mo smiling and looking away, Xin He suddenly came to his senses and said to Luo Qianhuai, "This is easy. I'll get someone to do it right away."

He called his attendants over, gave them a few instructions, and specifically ordered someone to prepare some money and supplies for the doctors to calm their nerves. He also asked someone to send Zhang Xianqiu and her daughter back first.

Zhang Xianqiu knew that all the current troubles were caused by her talking too much, so no matter how unhappy she was at the moment, she still endured it and just made an excuse that she had something to do at home and went home first.

Huo Xiu was determined not to leave. "I am Yun'er's mother." She choked up and said, "I am not some random person. No matter what, I will stay here with her."

Xin He was very worried about complications, so before Luo Qianhuai could speak, he thought of a compromise: "Madam Jing, my wife is concerned about my daughter, and it is natural for her to be concerned about her. How about letting her wait in the concubine's room?"