Chapter 1174

Duanmu Ruixi opened his mouth, Yang Cheng naturally didn't have the guts to confront the prince of a country, he glared at Yang Wenchang bitterly, then bowed his body and retreated to the side.

No one dared to say anything, and the dormitory became quiet again. Now everyone was waiting quietly, waiting for a stick of incense, to see what the result would be.

Whether the time for a stick of incense is fast or slow, while everyone was anxiously waiting, finally arrived at the time Yang Wenchang said.

All the people in the dormitory held their breath involuntarily, and their eyes all fell on the Xiling Emperor and Yang Wenchang on the dragon bed, waiting for what would happen next without blinking.

At this time, Emperor Xiling was still coughing up blood intermittently, but the color of the blood had gradually faded from the previous dark red to a normal bright red now.

Seeing this, Yang Wenchang suddenly raised his hand, and slapped Emperor Xiling hard on the back of the neck. After being hit so hard, Emperor Xiling directly changed from coughing up blood to vomiting blood.

"puff!"

The Emperor Xiling spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the two imperial physicians who were closest to Emperor Xiling were immediately smeared.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Yang Cheng's mouth curled up slightly again. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that the Xiling Emperor stopped after spitting out the blood, and he was no longer coughing like "cough cough...cough cough..." non-stop.

Now Xilinghuang himself felt that his chest was no longer stuffy, and he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, and his mind was also clear.

Yang Wenchang took out another pill with the scent of pine nuts from his sleeve and let the Emperor Xiling take it. After a while, the face of the Emperor Xiling, which was originally bloodless due to coma, gradually became bloodshot. All of a sudden a lot better.

"Shopkeeper Yang, thank you for your hard work!"

Although the Xiling Emperor's voice was still weak, his words were clear and unsound, which showed that his condition was basically fine.

"Your Majesty...you have finally woken up! Concubine...concubine..."

The queen saw that the Xiling Emperor had woken up, and the sorrow in her eyes disappeared instantly. She walked over excitedly and sat on the place Yang Wenchang got up to give her, holding the hand of the Xiling Emperor tightly. Come on!

Yang Wenchang retreated to the side, and asked a palace attendant to prepare a pen and paper, and wrote a few prescriptions after a while.

I don't know whether it was because Prime Minister Mu was the closest to Yang Wenchang, or Yang Wenchang didn't understand the rules in the palace, so he presented the prescription to Prime Minister Mu first that should have been presented to the queen or to Duanmu Ruixi.

Prime Minister Mu didn't take it immediately, but just glanced at the prescription and then at Yang Wenchang, as if he suddenly realized something, he took the prescription and presented it to Duanmu Ruixi himself.

Ramu Ruixi didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong, and there was no special expression on her face. She took the prescription and glanced at it quickly before ordering someone to decoct it.

After nearly two hours of tossing, after taking the medicine, although Xilinghuang's body is still a little weak, his condition has basically stabilized and he will not be in any danger.

Yang Wenmao made a big splash this time, and he seemed to handle the matter that the entire Taiyuan Hospital was at a loss for, seemingly with ease.

Everyone looked at Yang Wenchang with their own eyes, including admiration, admiration and worship, jealousy and unwillingness, and of course hatred from Yang Cheng.

But there was one thing that they had to admit.

(End of this chapter)

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