Medical Immortals come from the future

Chapter 292 Can't see death without saving
That's right, it's just desperate!
That young man is not in good health, not without any disease, on the contrary, he is already terminally ill, but it's just that he can't tell it at all!But others couldn't see it, but she saw it. In her previous life, she had seen such a case with her own eyes.

"Wait, he can't go!"

Just when everything was almost settled and someone wanted to send the boy away, Sima Qing stopped him.

Almost everyone in the venue stopped and looked at her.

"Uh, this...is there anything else?" Imperial Physician Wan asked puzzled.

"He is sick and cannot leave." Sima Qing said straightforwardly.

"what?"

"Sick? Didn't you just make sure you're all right?"

"Yeah, didn't you say it was arranged on purpose?"

"I think she's talking nonsense. That child looks really healthy. Doesn't she look sick?"

"Hey, that's weird. Didn't their own doctor diagnose her to be healthy? What is she doing? To demolish her own house?"

"A young girl, what do you know?"

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There was another murmur of discussion around, but Sima Qing ignored it, stood up and said: "I think there is something wrong with your diagnosis, this child is definitely sick, and...he is already very sick."

The last sentence was said very quietly, but it wasn't because of a guilty conscience, it was just in front of the young man, afraid of irritating him.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, tall and thin, with delicate features, red lips and white teeth. From the outside, he did not look sick at all.

"You are the only one who is sick, and you are the only one who is seriously ill!"

Which person who thinks he is healthy will not be annoyed when he hears others say that he is sick and is still seriously ill?

These many young people were stunned for a while, and after realizing it, they died of anger.

Of course I'm not sick, and I'm still very healthy, riding a horse, dancing sword, boxing and kung fu, why does this person say he's sick?Today I just listened to my aunt and came here to join in the fun, who is so sick!
What Sima Qing didn't know was that this young man's identity was the nephew of the Empress of Xiaoyan Dynasty, the young son of Lin'an.

Of course, she doesn't need to know either.

Facing the young man's retort, Sima Qing didn't care, instead she smiled and insisted, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything malicious, and I'm not cursing you. I'm a doctor and I've seen your problems, so You can't leave it alone."

Can't help it!

Even such serious words are used!

Everyone was shocked, and Lin'an Xiaoshizi was also shocked, and he stammered angrily: "You, you, you... are bold! You still say that this is not a curse? Don't, don't think that you are a girl, so I will not dare to do anything to you Sample!"

"My son, calm down, calm down!" Imperial Physician Wan wiped his sweat, and thought to himself, my God, why did this suddenly happen like this?
"Physician Wan, tell me, am I healthy? You personally checked my body before!" Lin'an Xiaoshizi raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Physician Wan at the side.

Dr. Wan, but the second-in-command, old doctor of the Imperial Court Hospital, how could he not even be able to tell if he was sick or not?
Dr. Wan was in a cold sweat. It stands to reason that he should have confidence in his diagnosis, and not only himself. Didn’t the doctors from several countries confirm it together just now?Even if they are wrong, they can't be all wrong, right?However, ever since I saw this little girl's diagnosis process, I always felt that she was not simple, and now I felt an inexplicable worry that what she said might be true...

But what can he do in such a situation?You can't slap yourself in the face, can you?So he just nodded his head.

Sima Qing raised her eyebrows, if she still can't see that this young man's status is unusual, then she is a fool.

But it doesn't matter, in her eyes, patients don't have any ranks, they are just patients.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of the emperor's concubines. Fortunately, they sat a little far away and just kept looking here.

Mei Ruotian was still talking with the emperor over there, but she also came over when she saw this, and asked what was going on.

Doctor Shi immediately explained the matter briefly. He didn't blame Sima Qing for "tearing down" his platform. Instead, he believed that since Sima Qing could say it so firmly, it must not be nonsense!

After Mei Ruotian heard this, she also felt the same way. He fully believed in Sima Qing, so she must have a reason for doing so.

"This is the son, right?" Mei Ruotian bowed to the young man modestly and politely, "Don't worry, sir, can you listen to what we have to say?"

"What are you listening to? I want to listen to one more..." Lin'an Xiaoshizi glanced at Sima Qing, thinking that although she looked young, she should be older than him, and she was always embarrassed to say harsh words. Said, "A young girl's words? Is she a doctor?"

Mei Ruotian looked at Sima Qing calmly, with a hint of pride in her smile: "Yes, she is a doctor. Doctor Ah Qing, she is the best and youngest female doctor in Jinlong Kingdom."

Sima Qing looked at him, saw the scarlet color in his eyes, pursed her lips, and immediately smiled brightly.

Fortunately, half of her face is under the lake-blue veil, otherwise, if this dazzling smile is shown in front of everyone, who knows how many people will be blinded.

Lin'an Xiaoshizi was stunned by his words for a moment, and after a while he blushed and said abruptly: "So, so what? She, she is still talking nonsense, the young master is not sick at all!"

"Master." Sima Qing shook her head and said helplessly, "I don't want you to be sick either. You also know that if today you are successfully diagnosed as not sick by Shi Yushi from our team, Then leave smoothly, isn't it the best for us? Why should I make unnecessary troubles for us?"

Lin'an Xiao Shizi was startled, and felt that... it seemed to make sense.

Sima Qing smiled, feeling that this young boy is not a typical playboy.

Strike while the iron is hot and continue to say: "Let's not talk about whether my words are true or not, just say that a person as precious as the son of the world must be careful in everything, right? It is the most important thing to avoid diseases and avoid doctors. Since you feel that you If you are in good health, then what's the big deal if you spend a little more time checking and diagnosing it? Could it be that you are clearly not sick, but I can make you really sick after my inspection?"

The aggressive method, the aggressive method.

But it works.

"Okay! Today I will prove to you that I am not sick at all, and I am very healthy!" The boy looked childish.

"Okay, I hope so." Sima Qing smiled lightly.

She really hoped so, hoping that she had been mistaken.

The boy sat down at the table again, and stretched out his hand to check her pulse.

Sima Qing didn't check his pulse immediately, but leaned over and carefully examined his neck—a black spot the size of a thumb was found on a small part of his fair neck exposed by the white collar.

It looks like plaque, but it's not.

There are bumps on it, rough, containing small particles of pigment.

Sima Qing's heart sank and she sighed.

Sure enough, it is still the case.

No one knew what she was thinking, everyone was just stunned by her behavior, the boy blushed immediately when she stared at his neck so suddenly, stretched out his hand and gently pushed her, annoyed: "What are you doing staring at...my neck!"

Even if he is a boy, he will be shy.

How could Sima Qing have thought so much, she was slightly taken aback after being pushed away by him, but seeing his red apple-like face and the strange eyes of the people around her, she immediately understood.

There was nothing to hide, she spread her hands generously, sat down, and said, "Give me your hand."

Although it is 60.00% certain, it needs to be more certain.

Although the boy was ashamed, he still stretched out his hand obediently.

Sima Qing took the pulse seriously.

Many people have gathered around them, not to mention the imperial physicians of the Xiaoyan Dynasty and folk doctors who were "observing and studying" elsewhere, and even the idle people from the medical corps of the Four Kingdoms couldn't help coming. Look, where is the normal process going on?Those doctors who were still watching, listening and asking, also stopped their movements and looked this way.

Of course, the sound of buzzing like a fly is indispensable.

Most people in the medical groups of other countries naturally felt that she was just grandstanding.

Just like the old female medical officer in Beiyue Kingdom who always looked down on Sima Qing, she said a few mocking words coldly.

But Chara Yunduo from Xijin couldn't listen, and stood up and generously said a few words for Sima Qing, and choked her back.

Although Sima Qing, who was in the center of the storm, didn't care much about it and wasn't affected much, she still sighed slightly in her heart.

Emperor Xian'an and the harem, who were at the outermost edge of the storm, learned about the situation there through the "timely broadcast" of the servants and maids. It was like watching a play. Well, in fact, they were just watching a play of.

Of course, the empress was very upset when she found out that it was her little nephew, but it was not convenient to go there, so she had to pretend to be calm and continue to "watch the show" here.

"What's the matter? Are you still going to continue to say that this son is seriously ill?" The young man gritted his teeth.

After Sima Qing's pulse diagnosis, she withdrew her hand, her eyebrows stained with a slightly dignified look.

Under the influence of the veil, others cannot see it at all.

But Mei Ruotian saw it, and couldn't help worrying.

"Master, do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Sima Qing finally spoke slowly.

"Nonsense, of course it's the truth! I told you to diagnose it, why should I listen to lies!" The young man was easily impatient.

However, Sima Qing hesitated a little. Before that, she wanted to show him carefully whether it was the kind of disease she judged, so she didn't worry too much.

Now it is basically certain, but she is worried.

What should I say about this disease?How do I explain it to these people so they will believe it?This boy is not an ordinary person. Can he speak publicly on such an occasion when he has such a serious illness?Moreover, can you tell the young man about your condition in front of him?It seems a little too cruel, can he bear it at such a young age?

(End of this chapter)