Chapter 384

After that, Rong Huazheng met many people who came out of nowhere to discuss medical skills with her.

Those people came calmly and with suspicion, and then left with excitement.

Rong Huazheng couldn't touch North at all.

One time it was even more exaggerated. The family of four had just finished lunch, and Yu Wencan and the two children went to take a nap. These days, the family of four used up almost all the wound medicine she developed before, and she didn't want to think about it that day. After taking a nap, I planned to go to the medicinal material room of the palace to find some medicinal materials and redevelop some for backup.The medicinal material room is under the management of the Imperial Medical Hall, Rong Huazheng will come to the Imperial Medical Hall these days, this time she just walked to the Imperial Medical Hall, before stepping into the medicinal material room, suddenly a man wearing an imperial doctor's robe fell down dripping with blood in front of her.

She was startled at the time, bent down to take a closer look, and found that the imperial doctor's hands were extremely poisonous, the wound was bloody and bloody, and the wound seemed to be rotten, which was very terrifying.If Rong Huazheng encountered such a thing, he would definitely not ignore it, and immediately bent over and quickly tore off the imperial doctor's sleeve, and found that both his arms were bloody, and his hands were poisoned.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the imperial doctor hadn't completely passed out, she asked.

The imperial doctor's face was blue and his lips were white, and he couldn't speak at all with his mouth open.

Rong Huazheng had no choice, she could tell from the color and symptoms of his arm that he had been poisoned, and was worrying about how to move this man to a better place, when another imperial doctor came out of the house , Rong Huazheng stopped them and asked them to move the fainted imperial doctor back.

"Your Majesty, what's going on here?" During the process of moving, the imperial doctors asked.

"I don't know, he suddenly collapsed in front of me like this." Rong Huazheng frowned, looking at them, "Can you treat him?"

I don't know if it's Rong Huazheng's illusion, but she always felt that those imperial doctors were evasive, and licked her lips nervously, "... Mr. Hu should be the Western Heavenly Curse Poison, he has been developing this these days , I must have gotten the poison accidentally, we can't do anything about it."

"Why are you so careless?" Rong Huazheng frowned, she remembered that the curse poison was indeed one of the most troublesome poisons in the world, and most people couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Your Majesty, do you have something important to do?" the imperial doctors asked tentatively.

"I can't say what's important." The cursed poison of the sky spreads very quickly. If it is not treated in time, the poison will spread to the internal organs in less than half an hour. Once the poison has invaded the heart, it will never be cured again.Rong Huazheng saw that Doctor Hu's poisoning was indeed serious, and knew that if he treated him himself, he would definitely die.Although Rong Huazheng was afraid of trouble, she couldn't do nothing to help a fellow doctor.

As a last resort, Rong Huazheng had to operate on him.

However, Rong Huazheng didn't have many tools on her body, and she was still short of a few things to be operated on. She had to ask someone to quickly bring her tools from Yu Wencan's palace, and then took out a few pieces of paper from her bosom and handed them to the doctor. Several imperial doctors said: "I will perform the operation for Mr. Hu, you follow the above and ask someone to help me find these medicinal materials."

Those imperial doctors took the list carefully, glanced at the medicinal materials on it, licked their mouths hungrily and asked, "Madam, what is written on it is about healing?" They rarely see such a combination of medicinal materials.

Rong Huazheng saw that the cursed poison on Mr. Hu's body had spread from his wrist to his shoulder, so she had to quickly draw out a dagger and slashed at Mr. Hu's shoulder!All of a sudden, streams of thick black blood flowed out from the wound.She heard the words of those imperial doctors, and answered them one by one without hiding anything.

Those imperial doctors were excited to hear it, and couldn't help asking: "Madam, can I have a copy of these?"

Rong Huazheng was taken aback when she heard the words, but also thought it was funny, she never thought there was anything to keep secret, and she didn't want to cover up anything, so she nodded indifferently.

Compared to her indifference, the imperial doctors were overjoyed. Several of them copied Rong Hua Zheng's list with their hands and feet, and then stood aside to watch Rong Hua Zheng perform the operation.

Naturally, the surgery must not be sloppy, and Rong Huazheng was so single-minded, that she didn't notice that there were a dozen or so imperial doctors standing a few meters away from her, and everyone was staring at her intently. The person who was looking for medicinal ingredients for her didn't even move.

Rong Huazheng drew out all the poison in Hu Yuyi's body, cleaned up everything in his body, and finally sewed up the wound. During the whole process, those imperial doctors didn't blink.

After Rong Huazheng had the operation, when she turned her head, she was startled when she saw a row of imperial doctors standing behind her, but she didn't say much. The details and the effect of these lists, if you let people take good care of Dr. Hu, he plans to leave.

Before she left, an imperial doctor stood up and asked, "Your Majesty, I have the courage to ask you, did your Majesty treat a person whose internal organs were dug out by wild beasts in a pharmacy in Kyoto six or seven years ago?"

Rong Huazheng turned his head and thought for a while, as if there was indeed such a thing, he nodded, "Yes, is there any problem?"

"No, no!" The imperial doctor shook his head again and again, with even more admiration in his eyes.

Rong Huazheng saw that they were worried about their medicinal materials, so she didn't think much about it, ordered someone to clean up the scene, and went into the medicinal material room to find the medicinal materials.

"Your Majesty is really a miracle doctor alive." An imperial doctor sighed, "I have been looking for that girl since I heard about that incident six or seven years ago, but I never thought it was our Empress!"

"Yes, yes." Other imperial doctors echoed one after another, and some even sighed: "Master Hu's sacrifice this time is really worth it."

Since then, there have been imperial doctors talking about medicine almost every day, and Rong Huazheng's life in the palace seems to have become richer.The medicine that Rong Huazheng prescribed a few days ago made it easy to fall asleep. In the first two days, Yu Wencan went to sleep after eating, and took it after sleeping. He lay in bed for two days without doing anything. Can also said: "It turns out that I was also raised as a pig."

Rong Huazheng laughed when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to hook his chin, and rubbed his chin with his fingertips in a teasing way, "Where in the world is there such a beautiful pig?" Feeling pissed off, he lowered his head and gnawed a few mouthfuls on his alluring face.

Yu Wencan's hands were weak, he couldn't push her away, and he didn't want to push her away, so he just let a female man take advantage of him and kissed her so much that his face was drooling.

The end of the year is approaching, and there are so many things to do, state affairs pile up one after another, and there are also large and small news of success, many things need to be dealt with quickly, and more things need to be discussed in the court. With time accumulating into a mountain, although Yu Wencan had trouble walking, he still went up as usual on the third day after the injury.

During the injury period, Yu Wencan was exempted from court for two days. None of the courtiers knew that their emperor was injured. Imagine being infected with a cold.

Naturally, it is not so easy for Yuwencan's broken tendons to be completely intact. He can't stand up on his feet, and he can't hold things in his hands. Reviewing memorials is very problematic. Under such circumstances, Rong Huazheng needs help.

So, the scene everyone sees now is - Yu Wencan is leaning against the dragon couch, with two beautiful little radish heads beside him, and Rong Huazheng is sitting on the side of the dragon couch, reading a memorial to Yu Wencan .After Yu Wencan listened to it, if he wanted to reply, he dictated his reply and asked the little prince to write it for him.

At first, Yu Wencan wanted Rong Huazheng to write for her, but Rong Huazheng refused. Her handwriting could be seen as a woman's handwriting, and the ministers read it and wondered how many disturbances would be caused, such as female relatives intervening in politics, etc. Wait, although Rong Huazheng doesn't care about being criticized by others, but if this happens, Yu Wencan will fall into the stupid row of obsessed with beauty.

Yu Wencan probably knew what Rong Huazheng was thinking, and looked at Ronghuazheng with a pair of eyes.

Rong Huazheng was baffled by him, so he gave him a wink, "Why?"

Yu Wencan said calmly: "I'm observing the beauty."

Rong Huazheng: "..."

Rong Huazheng didn't want to be a ghostwriter, and Yu Wencan didn't force her. Anyway, his son is four years old and his handwriting is also very good. Letting him be a ghostwriter can just train him.

At that time, the little prince was not in Yu Wencan's bedroom, but went to Zangshuge to read a book. Yu Wencan asked Xia Houguo to bring him here.

That day, the little princess was also reading a book with botanical illustrations by Brother Wang's side. Brother Wang was itchy to be called away by her father, so she hugged Brother Wang's arm and went to join in the fun together.

Yu Wencan and Rong Huazheng were not surprised to see their daughter and son appearing together, and Yu Wencan even said to her daughter very gently: "Zhu'er, come sit next to the emperor."

The little princess ran over and climbed onto the dragon couch with a bang.

The little prince sticks to the Ronghua Zheng, and when he sees the Ronghua Zheng beside him, he goes to sit next to the Ronghua Zheng.Rong Huazheng kissed his son's face, touched his head, and asked him: "Can Xian'er write for Father Huang?"

"Okay." The little prince said obediently and calmly.

After that, the little prince said hello, and the family of three began to jointly review the memorial.

In a family of four, the one with the most free time is none other than the little princess.And the little princess is the one who has the most restlessness. She runs, runs, jumps and dances on the dragon couch without disturbing the adults.

Yu Wencan glanced distractedly at his daughter, and when Rong Huazheng finished reading a memorial, he asked, "Zheng'er, were you as naughty as Zhu'er when you were young?"

"Me?" Rong Huazheng handed the finished memorial to his son as a ghostwriter, and touched the little guy's face by the way. Hearing this, he smiled very modestly, "It's easy to say." She was not just naughty and polite before.

The little princess who was said to be naughty was not happy, "Father, I am not naughty."

"What do you call naughty?"

"Lively!" Xiaogong said in a positive tone, "Father, you should pay attention to the words you use when you speak. I am your daughter. If you say I am naughty, don't you just say you, Father?"

Dare she be completely equal to him?

Yu Wencan thought it was funny, glanced at An Jing's son, and said, "Then Zhu'er, who cares about being like your father?"

"..." The little princess innocently blinked her eyes twice, and decided not to speak.

This little girl is sensible!Rong Huazheng was very angry.

The little princess was in a panic, watching the three of them continue to get caught up in reading the memorial. After pinching her fingers for a quarter of an hour, she began to protest: "Father, I'm so bored."

On one side was the melodious voice of Ronghua Zheng’s Poison Memorial, and on the other was her daughter’s complaints. Yu Wencan’s eyes were distracted from the side of Ronghua Zheng’s side face for a few seconds to tease her daughter, and asked lovingly: “Zhu’er doesn’t like to be with the father? ?”

"I like it." The little princess stood up on the dragon couch and kissed Yu Wencan's side face very face-saving. After the kiss, she pouted and said, "But I haven't done anything now, I want to do something."

(End of this chapter)

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