The Queen Mother's Kitchen Knife

Chapter 703 Preemptive Confirmation (1)
In fact, Miracle Doctor Song's heart is far from the calmness shown on his surface.

Although he is not a master in women's medical skills, his ability to distinguish whether a pulse is a joy pulse is more than enough.But the key point is that while his medical skills are superior to those of other doctors, the princess's body is weaker than ordinary people's.

A few days ago, when he checked his pulse, the illusory pulse really made him doubt his medical skills.

Doctor Song closed his eyes, took his pulse with one hand, and stroked the goat with the other, feeling like he was muttering, but he was actually thinking about it secretly.

Don't dare to talk nonsense about being pregnant, after all, now that the prince is gone, only the princess is left in the Regent's Palace (there are many hidden guards and maids who are ignored).If the concubine is really pregnant, she is really an orphan and a widow.

Putting her finger on Tang Jingyue's wrist, she held it for a long time, her pulse was completely normal, and there was no sign of a happy pulse at all, as if the happy pulse she noticed a few days ago was really the hallucination of Miracle Doctor Song himself.

Alas, even if there is, the time is too short, he can't make a diagnosis at all, so let's wait.But in private, the medicinal soup he prepared for the princess can already be adjusted.

Withdrawing his hand, Doctor Song asked, "Does the princess feel any discomfort today?"

"No."

Doctor Song cupped his hands: "The princess is in good health, but she has been suffering from a cold recently, and she needs to make up her body."

Regardless of whether she is pregnant or not, the princess just needs love anyway.This advice is always right.

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with her, Tang Jingyue smiled reassuringly: "It's only natural, thank you Doctor Song."

"The old slave retreated first."

"kindness."

After Miracle Physician Song retired, Tang Jingyue said to Lord Huguo in a coquettish tone, "Grandpa, look, I'm fine, right?"

Hua Shixing shook his head: "There is nothing wrong, didn't the genius doctor tell you to make up for it!"

Regarding this, Tang Jingyue could only sigh helplessly.I am making up every day, and I need to make up.When Ah Hao comes back, I'm afraid she will become a ginseng.

Just when Tang Jingyue was being diagnosed by Song's doctor, since Jing Zhihao left, Lin Tingzhi, who had asked Tang Jingyue to show her mansion back to her mother's house for a while, also accepted a young man who had quit the Royal Hospital in Lin's mansion. The old female doctor took the pulse.

The Yuzi Pill was formulated by this old female doctor.

As early as when Lin Tingzhi asked her mother to find a way to make her conceive easily, the Lin family had entrusted the old master Lin's relationship with the former emperor's teacher to find the imperial physician Han Mei, a master of female medicine.

Because the first emperor had few heirs, many imperial doctors in the imperial hospital at that time were researching drugs that could make people pregnant.Most people thought that the dragon body of the first emperor was sick. After all, with so many concubines, it is impossible for everyone to be sick.Since everyone is healthy and there is no good news about the dragon's heir, it must be that the emperor is ill.

Where there are many people, there are a few people.One of them is Han Mei.

From the insides of the concubines in the harem, Han Mei vaguely sensed that the emperor had given them medicine that would make it difficult for them to conceive, so she had been secretly researching how to make women conceive easily.

It's just that after she left the palace, there was no convenient environment for research, and Han Mei gradually forgot about this time.Only when Lin Fu found it did he pick it up again.

Yuziwan was exactly Han Mei's handwriting.

Now this female doctor is already 90 years old, but she is still blind and deaf, and her hair is only gray and white.

Put the old hand full of age spots and wrinkles on Lin Tingzhi's slender wrist, and feel it for a while.

(End of this chapter)