A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"I've met Mr. Lang."

Outside the palace, Yao Lian was already waiting.

He was a little envious of Chen Luo for being able to follow Shen An to Fuzhou, and even more envious of Chen Luo for being able to kill people.

After learning martial arts, he became a member of the imperial family.

Yao Lian learned martial arts, but he couldn't sell it to the emperor's family.

However, it has always been his desire to go into battle and kill the enemy.

But Shen An asked him to stay in Bianliang on the grounds that he was an old man of the Shen family.

What are you doing!

The young lady was playing with Bao Shou at Bao Zheng's house. There was no owner at home and no one came to visit.

The only problem is the village and the workshop outside the city.

"How about outside the city?"

Shen An mounted his horse and went to the county prince's mansion.

Yao Lian said: "Someone asked... They said they wanted to purchase goods, but the person in charge refused."

This is a temptation!

If Shen An had only returned after a few years away, the workshop would have been torn to pieces by all kinds of people.

This is the disadvantage of having no foundation.

"When Bao Gong found out, he took leave the next day and went to a workshop outside the city. He scolded the villains and said he would kill them if they came back again."

Shen felt warm in his heart.

Lao Bao is not easy to mess with, and most people really don't dare to mess with him.

"The steward of the county prince's palace went to the workshop and said that it concerns the safety of the ladies in the palace. Anyone who dares to make any plans is seeking death."

Shen An suddenly realized that he was no longer alone.

Those are my friends and the foundation of the Shen family.

All the way to the county prince's palace, the servants looked gloomy, as if their parents were dead.

"Shen Daizhao... Shen Daizhao is here! The miracle doctor of Mangshan is here!"

A footman rushed in shouting wildly.

Shen An stood there with a dark look on his face, thinking that I am not the miracle doctor of Mangshan. If my name is spread randomly, what will the emperor do to me when he gets sick in the future?

The manservant next to him invited him in with an expression almost as if he was welcoming the emperor.

"Where's Zhongzhen?"

Shen An walked quickly inside, asking questions as he walked.

"The young man is at the prince's place."

Zhao Yunrang is still alive?

Shen An thinks this is good news.

When they arrived outside Zhao Yunrang's residence, Zhao Zhongzhen was already waiting.

There was also a group of Zhao Yunrang's descendants, all of whom were looking at Shen An expectantly.

Don't do this!

Zhao Zhongzhen looked thinner and looked haggard.

"Brother Anbei, please forgive me for not being able to greet you from afar."

"Why are you talking about this when the time comes?"

Shen An asked: "How is the prince?"

"It's the fifth day."

Zhao Zhongzhen said sadly: "I didn't even eat a grain of rice, so I drank some soup."

"What soup?"

Shen An tried not to eat for six days in his previous life. Instead of trying, he suffered an attack of cholecystitis. Once he ate, the pain was excruciating, so he would rather not eat.

Then he felt weak and weak.

But he was a young man at that time, and Zhao Yunrang was an old man and could not withstand such suffering.

Zhao Zhongzhen said sadly: "It's just some chicken soup. I didn't drink it yesterday."

This is a suicide!

Shen An walked into the room. Zhao Zongshi, who was sitting beside the bed, raised his head and said with a smile: "An Bei is here."

He looked haggard and staggered when he stood up, as if he would fall down the next moment.

Shen An went over to help him and said, "You... the prince..."

He saw a pale face that was too thin and shapeless, and the chest under the quilt could barely see the rise and fall...

"How come the prince..."

Shen An didn't expect that Zhao Yunrang would become like this.

The elderly have little resources to consume. Once they go on hunger strike, their physical condition will deteriorate rapidly.

Zhao Zongshi stood firm and said in a deep voice: "An Bei, just do your best."

He patted Shen An on the shoulder and walked to the edge.

He has not thought about eating these days, and with staying up late to watch, his body is on the verge of collapse.

His words set the tone, and no one else was allowed to make it difficult for Shen An.

The question of 'You are the descendant of Mangshan's miraculous doctor, how could you not be able to cure the county prince?' can be put to rest.

Shen An leaned over and looked at it.

Looking, hearing and asking, this is hope.

Shen An stretched out his finger and placed it on Zhao Yunrang's pulse...

wrong!

He found that he only stretched out one finger, so he laughed dryly and said: "Try it first."

How many fingers are used to diagnose the pulse?

He stretched out two fingers with some guilt, and then felt Zhao Yunrang's pulse.

Very weak!

His pulse was weak and weak, and even Shen An, who didn't understand Chinese medicine, still felt that extreme weakness.

He raised his eyes slightly and whispered: "Prince...Prince..."

"Wengweng has been sleeping since noon..."

Zhao Zhongzhen looked at his grandfather with a worried look. Although he didn't want to put pressure on Shen An, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother An Bei, what's wrong with Weng Weng?"

Shen An was looking at Zhao Yunrang's face, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind.

How could this old gangster, who had been a scourge for thousands of years, not be able to eat?

If you can't eat, your body will react violently, such as ascites, vomiting, or diarrhea...

"The prince is vomiting?"

"No."

The old servant also looked very haggard.

Shen An continued to ask: "Is the vaginal discharge abnormal?"

He felt like he was getting closer to the truth.

It was a wonderful feeling, just like when you kill someone...

The old servant said: "It's all good, but I didn't understand it later."

Of course you won't poop if you don't eat, otherwise you will just poop out your intestines.

"Can I vomit after drinking soup?"

"Don't throw up."

Shen An stood up, turned around and said to Zhao Zongshi: "...it needs to be quiet here."

There was more confidence between his brows, and Zhao Zongshi lowered his eyes slightly, "Okay."

The old servant next to him looked at Zhao Zhongzhen.

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded, and the old servant and the masseur Asu reluctantly went out.

Before Asu went out, he frowned at Shen An and said, "You have evil spirits on your body."

Shen An said casually: "We killed a few wild dogs in Fuzhou."

Shen An pinched Zhao Yunrang's mouth with his fingernails, and then said: "It's best for everyone to get out."

Zhao Yunrang's eyelids were trembling, Zhao Zongshi was a little stunned, Zhao Zhongzhen asked: "Why?"

"Secret skill!"

Shen An said calmly: "You can only use it once if you don't see anyone."

Zhao Zongshi hesitated for a moment and finally went out.

"You go out too."

Shen An didn't leave Zhao Zhongzhen a chance to watch.

The room gradually became quiet.

Shen An said: "Prince, Thirteenth Lang is a good man."

He first issued a good person card to Zhao Zongshi, "Are you worried that once he is selected, the officials will be afraid of you?"

The weather is a bit cold and there is a charcoal pot indoors. Smokeless carbon burns silently and warmly.

There was a faint smell of smoke and fire at the end of his nose, and Shen An looked into the void.

Nothing at all.

The summer void seems to be filled with the breath of life.

But now there is only dead silence.

Winter can give people the illusion that they are the only ones in the world.

Shen An lowered his eyes slightly and said softly: "You are thinking too much."

The eyelids twitched, but Shen An didn't notice it.

He continues to make his own judgment.

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Outside the house, Zhao Zongshi leaned against the wall, rubbed his numb face with his hands, and exhaled weakly.

"Thirteenth Prince, since Shen An is the successor of some kind of miracle doctor, why can't he meet people?"

"Why can't doctors see people when they treat illnesses?"

"..."

Several brothers were questioning Zhao Zongshi.

It's not that they're mean, it's that they're desperate.

Zhao Yunrang was their spiritual support. Whenever he heard his screams and curses, the entire county and prince's palace had a backbone.

But now he was lying there, unable to breathe and no longer energetic.

As if dying!

Zhao Zongshi felt the same way, and his feelings were even deeper.

What Zhao Yunrang said in the morning has been swirling in his mind.

Those gratifications...

He didn't know what it meant, but he felt sad.

He raised his head and said: "All the good doctors in Bianliang City have come, and the imperial doctor has also come, but no one can figure out the cause of dad's illness. Seeing..."

His lips twitched and he said with difficulty: "Even if it's useless... it won't be too bad."

This couldn't be more direct.

At present, everyone is helpless about Zhao Yunrang's condition. Even if Shen An is useless, how bad can it be?

Everyone was thinking about Shen An's experience in treating illnesses, and then they all shook their heads.

Someone stamped their feet and said, "I went to ask for an audience with the officials. At least I invited the best imperial doctors!"

"Okay, I'll be with you."

Several people went out, Zhao Zongshi shook his head blankly and did not stop them.

Another person said: "Go to the temple and pray for your father."

The proposal resonated.

"Okay, let me go to Izumo Temple to burn incense."

"I went to the Confucian Temple to pay my respects."

Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism were all taken into consideration. If any god heard their voices, he would definitely reach out to the earth to save Zhao Yunrang.

"The imperial doctor is here, the government has sent an imperial doctor."

The housekeeper came with two bearded doctors.

When the imperial doctor saw that the door of the room was closed and a group of Zhao Yunrang's descendants were gathered outside, he asked, "Who is in here?"

"I'm seeing a doctor inside."

Colleagues are enemies, which is a bit offending.

But Zhao Zongshi had no choice.

Someone said: "Thirteenth Master, these two are the most outstanding imperial doctors. I have never heard of anyone seeing a doctor in these years..."

"Yes! Shen An hasn't moved inside for a long time. Let's ask him to come out."

"He arrived here just after returning to Beijing. Our family is grateful to him, but dad's condition cannot delay any longer. Thirteenth Lang, please ask him to come out."

"Our two families are already close, so there's nothing embarrassing about it. I'll treat him to a drink later and give him whatever he wants."

"..."

Zhao Zongshi lowered his head and said nothing, but the imperial doctor was a little dissatisfied.

It's like the TV at your home is broken, and you hired two masters to repair it.

Please, please, you actually invited them at the same time.

This is embarrassing!

You were embarrassed, but anger was rising between the two masters.

Who is here to fix it?

you? Or me!

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An imperial doctor frowned and said, "Shen Daizhao? I heard that he studied under the miraculous doctor Mangshan, but Mangshan... those are all corpses..."

I'm afraid that person is not a ghost doctor!

A feeling of resentment spreads.

Another imperial doctor said displeasedly: "It takes many years to study medicine. That Shen An... I have a lot to wait for. If the county and prince's palace doesn't believe it, I'll leave immediately."

I want to hear and ask about all kinds of prescriptions... there are many classics to learn.

A teenage boy knows medical skills...

That Shen An knows shit about medical skills and is the one who deceives people, it’s your family letter!

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I was typing in the early morning when I opened it and saw Piaohong, which made me feel refreshed. Thanks to the leader of the book friend ‘Hua Xuejian’ for the reward. I remember he is the old leader of the warehouse. Thank you.