The emperor's uncle is the only favorite: the mysterious doctor's crazy concubine is going

Chapter 48 Looking for a Scapegoat
  White Crane Tower is the largest and best restaurant in Shengdu, and the waiters inside know all the famous people in Shengdu.
  After hearing Shen Zhuoxi's words, the boy looked her up and down several times to make sure he had never seen her before, and said with a smile: "I wonder where the lady comes from?"
  "Isn't human life at stake?" Shen Zhuoxi raised his eyebrows and said, "You still want to make things happen?"
  The boy hurriedly said: "I dare to ask, how are your medical skills? The man upstairs is the eldest son of Youxiang Mansion and the only legitimate child. If it happens to be in your hands..."
  Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper next to him noticed this scene, interrupted the waiter, and asked: "Miss, do you know medical skills?"
  Shen Zhuoxi nodded and said, "If you feel at ease, you can take me to have a look."
  "Okay." The shopkeeper agreed and said, "Follow me."
  The boy wanted to say something else, but the shopkeeper gave him a sharp look and shut up angrily.
  Hui Zhizhi saw it and followed him in a low voice: "Miss, Mr. Zhang must be very ill. The shopkeeper led you up because he wanted you to take the blame."
  Shen Zhuoxi also knew that the shopkeeper couldn't wait to let her go. He was just hoping for a chance, what if she was cured?
  Secondly, she wanted to find a scapegoat. As long as she took action, no matter how bad Mr. Zhang did, it could be said that it was because of her shallow medical skills that Mr. Zhang was unable to recover.
  "It's okay." Shen Zhuoxi also comforted in a low voice: "Even if it doesn't work, the matter will never be blamed on me."
  There were many people gathered around the door of the private room facing the street on the second floor. There were servants from Baihe Tower, doctors from the hospital next door, and maids from the Prime Minister's Palace. They were blocking the door.
  "Quickly give way, the doctor is here." The shopkeeper said loudly.
  Everyone quickly got out of the way and looked at him.
  Seeing that there was only Shen Zhuoxi and his servant behind the shopkeeper, and no one else, someone suddenly became suspicious: "Is this girl the doctor?"
  "Yes." The shopkeeper responded, "The girl knows medical skills and recommended herself. Now she has no choice but to take the risk and give it a try."
  "No, you are so young. You look like you are thirteen or fourteen years old. How can you have any medical skills?"
  "Even if he knows medical skills, he is still a child. How good his medical skills can be. Just now, the doctor at Yi'an Hall said he couldn't cure it."
  "Yes, shopkeeper, please don't cause any trouble. If anything happens to Mr. Zhang, no one will be able to explain to the Prime Minister."
  "This girl is young and ignorant. She dares to recommend herself to treat people when she is just starting out. Don't be confused, shopkeeper. It's better to wait for the imperial doctor to come. He has already been invited."
  "..."
  The people around the door were talking to each other, but no one thought highly of Shen Zhuoxi. They all thought she was young and reckless.
  The shopkeeper also hesitated.
  At this time, the maid in the room suddenly shouted: "Master, the master is not good!"
  People at the door crowded in, including Shen Zhuoxi who was standing in the middle.
  Mr. Zhang was lying on the couch in the elegant room, unconscious. White foam kept coming out of the corners of his mouth, but his teeth were clenched.
  The maid tried to give him some water, but she couldn't open it. She kept wiping the corners of her mouth, but it seemed like she couldn't wipe it clean. The maid burst into tears and shook Mr. Zhang's arm, trying to wake him up.
  "Don't shake it." Shen Zhuoxi said quickly.
  The maid subconsciously stopped and looked back with tears in her eyes. She was confused and asked: "Has the imperial doctor come? The young master's whole body is burning hot and he has completely lost consciousness. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
  She couldn't say what happened next, but the people present knew what it was.
  "I've already gone to see the imperial doctor. It only takes me a cup of tea to get back and forth." Mr. Zhang's servant was also very anxious: "I heard from Yi'an Hall that even Gao Langzhong said it couldn't be cured and refused to send anyone. .”
  "Two of the doctors from Jiu'antang are taking turns taking turns, and the other three are all visiting the clinic. They are not here for the time being. If this continues, the young master can't wait any longer!"
  Someone in the crowd suggested in a low voice: "How about letting the girl just try it? It's better than hanging on without any hope."
  "No." Someone immediately refused: "You are so young, and your medical skills are definitely not very good. What if you can cure the young master?"
  "But there is no other way. How about just watching something happen to the young master?" someone else said.
  "Let's do this." The shopkeeper stood up to smooth things over and said, "Let the girl guarantee that if anything happens to the young master, she will be fully responsible."
  Shen Zhuoxi glanced at Mr. Zhang who was unconscious and sneered at the shopkeeper: "The doctor in Yi'an Pavilion is afraid of trouble and dare not accept the offer. Baihe Tower is also afraid of taking responsibility. Do you want me, a weak woman, to take the blame?"
  "That's not what I meant." Seeing that she was aware of her intentions, the shopkeeper was not in a hurry and said, "Miss Zhang has also seen Mr. Zhang's condition. How confident are you that you can cure him?"
  "Seven or eight points." Shen Zhuoxi glanced at Mr. Zhang and added: "If we delay it any longer, we will only have three or four points left."
  "This..." The shopkeeper couldn't make up his mind, so he said to the attendant of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion: "The imperial doctor can't wait any longer. Do you think... should we let this girl try, or should we continue to suffer?"
  Several servants and maids in Youxiang's Mansion looked at each other, and no one could speak.
  "How about we follow what the shopkeeper just said?" one of the boys asked.
  "If you want to be treated, just treat it. If you don't want to, let it go. Everything is risky." Shen Zhuoxi hated their behavior and said mercilessly: "I took action because of the benevolence of doctors."
  "You all have dirty thoughts, thinking that if Mr. Zhang does something good, you can use me to blame me in front of the right minister. How can such a good thing come from the world?"
  Several people still couldn't make up their minds, and the room was as quiet as a chicken.
  Shen Zhuoxi's expression became colder and colder, and he turned around and said, "Huizhi, it seems we can't take care of this business. Let's go back."
  "Wait a minute!" The maidservant who was kneeling in front of Lutai gritted her teeth, stopped her, and said: "Please show me to the young master, if there are any bad consequences, I am willing to bear the responsibility."
  What others wanted to say, the maid shed tears, looked around at the group of people, and said: "Think about how the young master treats us on weekdays. It's a matter of life and death. If we really want to be good or bad, we still can't break away from each other. "
  "I'm going to be punished no matter what, so why not give it a try!"
  After saying that, he knelt down and moved a few steps towards Shen Zhuoxi, saying, "I beg you, young lady, to try your best."
  Another boy knelt down hesitantly and said, "Please give it a try, girl!"
  Shen Zhuoxi walked to the front of the house and didn't even need to feel his pulse. He first found a pen and paper to write down the prescription, and told Huizhi: "Go to Yi'an Hall and ask Doctor Xu to bring Angong Niuhuang Pills and these medicinal materials."
  Everyone present was stunned when they saw what she did.
  The maids and servants in the Youxiang Mansion were even more depressed - how could a doctor prescribe a prescription first when he saw a doctor and found nothing?
  The shopkeeper also sneered coldly. While secretly mocking him, he was glad that it was the maid from Youxiang Mansion who insisted on asking Shen Zhuoxi for treatment and had nothing to do with their White Crane Tower.
  Shen Zhuoxi ignored the different expressions on everyone's faces, sat in front of him and began to feel his pulse, then turned around and asked the maid: "Who usually serves the young master?"
  "It's the slave, and him." The maid pointed at the other servant and said.
  "The two of you stay, and everyone else goes out." Shen Zhuoxi frowned and said, "The room is not big to begin with. People are crowded and standing watching the excitement. The airflow is not smooth, which is not conducive to Mr. Zhang's condition."
  After driving everyone out, Shen Zhuoxi asked the maid: "Is Mr. Zhang's old illness a head or heart disease?"
  (End of this chapter)