Datang: Start with Huo Qubing

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Chapter 1 Princess Changle, her life hangs by a thread [4/[-] asking for flowers, evaluation ticket]

Among the ministers, there were those who admired Han Qiu Shicai.

But there are also schadenfreudes.

How can Han Qiu not make people jealous when he has achieved so much at such an age?

It's just that some people hide deeper and have been buried in the bottom of their hearts.

There are so many resources in the courthouse.

When Han Qiu is in the top position, he will inevitably step on the shoulders of the ministers and divide countless resources.

Wen Chen is okay, Han Qiu has nothing to compete with them.

The generals can't do it!

Not every general was born in Wagang and has a good relationship with Li Jing.

Such as Hou Junji, Zhang Liang, Wang Junkuo and so on.

They wished that something happened to Han Qiu and he died as soon as possible!

Although Han Qiu's poetic talent is peerless, he has also achieved great achievements in sealing the wolf.

but!

If Princess Changle really died because of this.

Han Qiu will never get better!

after all.

Changle is the eldest princess of Li Er and Empress Changsun.

Usually holding it in the hand is afraid of falling off, and holding it in the mouth is afraid of melting.

If once it dies.

One can imagine how furious Li Er's father would be!

"Go! Take me there!"

Li Er quickly dropped the wine glass in his hand.Go straight to the harem.

"Cough cough! That..."

"Your Majesty, take me with you. I'll have some medical skills, maybe I can help you a little bit."

Han Qiu said a little embarrassedly.

Although he didn't do it on purpose, Princess Changle's illness was indeed caused by him, so it's not good to just stand by.

Li Er frowned.

It was somewhat reluctant.

But I think that Han Qiu can always create miracles.

So I took him directly.

"Since you have the heart, let's come together."

Han Qiu followed Li Er to the harem, leaving a group of civil and military ministers here to stare at them.

The palace of Princess Changle.

Princess Changle, who was originally as beautiful as a fairy, was lying on the couch and coughing violently.

His face was flushed red due to poor breathing, and he was about to die.

A group of palace maids and eunuchs were rushing around in front of the couch, like ants on a hot pot.

The imperial doctor of the imperial hospital shook his head and sighed, helpless.

Empress Changsun was sitting on the side covering her face and sobbing.

The whole bedroom is sad!

"His Majesty is here!"

When the crowd heard the sound, they came to pay their respects.

"See Your Majesty!"

"No! No! How is Changle?"

Li Er doesn't care about this at this time, he only cares about his daughter's situation.

"Go back to Your Majesty!"

"Princess Changle's life may be..."

"No guarantee!"

The Imperial Physician of the Imperial Hospital said timidly.

"what?!"

"Life is not guaranteed?!"

"What are you doing?!"

"If I can't cure my Princess Changle, I want your lives!"

Li Er roared angrily.

The voice is filled with a thick chill!

The majesty of the emperor is on display!

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Princess Changle has suffered from congenital qi disease since birth."

"Nowadays, it's even more so because of excessive excitement, which has caused a violent attack of gas, and it is almost impossible to breathe!"

"Wei Chen is really helpless!"

The imperial doctor kept begging for mercy.

"Disperse! Disperse!"

"Princess Changle had an acute attack of asthma, which caused insufficient oxygen supply due to poor breathing."

"You are all blocked here, the air can't circulate, do you want him to die faster?!"

Han Qiu directly pushed away all the people surrounding Princess Changle.

He combines Hua Tuo's heroic soul with modern pharmacological common sense.

At a glance, you can see the symptoms of Princess Changle.

Asthma?

oxygen?

Is that huh?

Everyone suddenly had a question mark in their heads, and they couldn't understand the modern nouns in Han Qiu's mouth.

"Who are you?"

"So rude!"

"If it delays Her Royal Highness's illness, can you bear it?"

Imperial Physician Ling was pushed away by Han Qiu and said angrily.

"Don't be noisy!"

"This is the champion Hou Hanqiu."

Li Er said irritably.

"Are you the champion?"

"Your Majesty, it is because of the poems of the champion Hou that the princess suffers from a qi attack. You can't blame Weichen!"

The imperial physician Ling Wenyan immediately put the responsibility on Han Qiu.

"I really don't understand how a quack doctor like you can be an imperial physician in the palace." Han Qiu said with ruthless contempt.

"you..."

The man turned red with anger.

But looking at Shang Han Qiu's murderous eyes, he hesitated and didn't dare to speak, and his legs felt weak.

joke!

Han Qiu's aura was condensed from the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses.

How can an ordinary imperial doctor bear it? !

"Your Majesty! Chang Le is out of breath!"

The little palace maid next to her turned pale with fright.

"what?!"

"Are you out of breath?!"

"My Changle!"

Empress Zhangsun let out a sad cry, her eyes darkened and she fainted.