Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 109 嗖Ni, seek medical attention (2)

   Before he could finish speaking, his shoulders hurt and his eyes darkened, and he fainted.

   Mrs. Zhang took him into his arms, trembling with excitement: "Quick! Please, please! Please, please—"

   "The doctor is here!"

  In the Zhaochun Hall, the chamberlain led a thin, gray-haired old man into the inner hall. Seeing that his master hadn't heard his report, he repeated, "My lord, the doctor is here."

   Zhuge Yan was holding Yao Xi's scrawny hand, and he was fascinated. Hearing the servant calling him, he looked away reluctantly, looked at Lao Lang Zhong and said, "Heal her, golden thousand taels."

   Lao Langzhong was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground!

Before    came, the father-in-law told him that the distinguished guest of the palace had fallen ill, and many doctors, including the imperial physician, were helpless. As long as he can cure the distinguished guest, he can get a lot of money for consultation.

   But a thousand taels...gold? !

  Really… so unexpected!

   gathered up his surging mood, and the old man bowed his hands in a salute: "Caomin will try his best, and ask the prince to move, and Caomin will take the girl's pulse."

  Zhuge Yan gently put down Yao Xi's hand, like caring for a beloved treasure, and every movement was very careful.

   The old lieutenant had a panoramic view of everything, and he didn't dare to be negligent. He opened the medicine box he carried with him, took a piece of silk handkerchief and put it on Yao Xi's wrist, and began to call Yao Xi's pulse.

   While calling, he sucked in the cool air suspiciously.

After the    number, the whole person fell into an indescribable confusion.

   "Strange, weird!"

   This girl's pulse is obviously getting better!

  Why don't you wake up?

   Lao Langzhong frowned and beat his legs, murmuring in confusion.

   Zhuge Yan hurriedly asked: "How? Can it be cured?"

   His eyes were full of worry.

The old man looked at him, then looked at the woman on the bed, thinking in his heart, the person who can make the prince so worried must be the prince's sweetheart, after weighing his tone, he asked slowly, "This girl seems to be caught in flames. After being smoked, can you please ask the lord to describe the girl's disease course in detail."

Zhuge Yan sat back on the edge of the bed. At this moment, Yao Xi didn't know if she had a nightmare, and his body suddenly trembled twice. He leaned down and patted her shoulder gently as if coaxing a child. He waited until she calmed down. , he looked at Lao Langzhong and said, "Ten days ago, big..."

She wanted to talk about prison, the words came to her lips, and she turned a corner. "Her house burst into flames, she was stunned by the thick smoke and bruised her forehead. After that, she was in a coma for eight days. The night before yesterday, she woke up and said I was thirsty, asked for a few glasses of water, drank it, fainted again, and never woke up again."

   "That's it?" The old man felt that something was wrong. Looking at the pulse, the girl obviously seemed to be frightened.

   Zhuge Yan's dignified eyes swept across the palace servant's face: "Who of you said what happened that day?"

   Hongyu stepped forward, blessed her body, and said, "That day, Miss Yao drank tea, got out of bed and looked in the mirror. As soon as she looked, she fainted."

   Looking in the mirror can make people dizzy?

   Could it be that she hit an evil spirit and saw something unclean in the mirror?

   Lao Langzhong thought about it like this, but he didn't say anything strange, especially in front of the royal family.

   He sighed secretly and cupped his hands: "Forgive Caomin's shallow medical skills, unable to heal the girl, please ask the lord to ask for wisdom!"

   "Please ask another Gao Ming? You can't cure it, where can I ask another Gao Ming?"

   Grandpa Zhang looked at the imperial doctor who was shaking his head, and he was so anxious that he was sweating, "Let's take a look!"

The imperial doctor waved his hand, glanced at the man whose face was covered in blood and could hardly make out his face, and said while packing the medicine box: "Old Zhang, it's not that I didn't show him, he has been poisoned for too long, and he has been poisoned by internal force. Attacking your heart, now, unless you find an antidote, there is no way to recover!"

  Lack of skills to return to heaven? How can you be so exhausted?

   "Old Zhang, his injuries were clearly shot by a poisoned arrow, who was it?" the imperial doctor asked gossip.

   Mr. Zhang cleared his throat: "I don't know either."

  The imperial doctor frowned: "You don't know? Then you should report it to the official! Now there is a fine work in the capital. Don't your relatives get hurt by that fine work!"

   Mr. Zhang suddenly changed color: "You can't report to the official!"

  The imperial doctor was startled by his sudden gaffe: "Why can't you report to the official? Are you hiding something from me, Mr. Zhang?"

   Of course I have something to hide from you, but I can't say it!

   Mr. Zhang tightened the blanket on his leg.

  The imperial doctor looked at his dodging attitude and did not dare to answer, and a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Yeah! He... he won't be your illegitimate child, right?"

   Mr. Zhang choked so hard that he almost choked.

  The imperial doctor thought he had guessed right, and smiled wickedly: "Yes, old Zhang, no wonder you don't move out and don't live with your sons. Yao Lang is a pretense, he is the one you want to guard."

   Mr. Zhang was struck by the imperial doctor's incomparably rich imagination, opened his mouth, and decided to deny it immediately, but for some reason, as soon as he said it, it became "you have to keep it a secret for me".

  The emperor who has been clean and honest throughout his life, the emperor who has never had the slightest flaw in his reputation and style, if it is revealed that he has an illegitimate child, then it will really be no guarantee for the evening.

The    imperial doctor gave him a look that I understand, and said, "Hurry up and think of a way to detoxify your son!"

   "Then what kind of poison is in him?" Mrs Zhang asked anxiously.

The imperial doctor and Grandpa Zhang have known each other for decades, and he has never seen him in such a hurry. It seems that he really dotes on this illegitimate child, so he sighed heavily and said, "To be honest, I can't diagnose it. "

   The next day, Chu Mo got up early, dressed up and went to find Chu Qianqian.

  Chu Qianqian was busy working in the small kitchen. Chu Yan cried so hard yesterday that it hurt her throat and coughed a little at night. She stewed Sydney with rock sugar.

   Sydney was still simmering on the small stove, and she made a chestnut cake and a plate of purple potato rose steamed buns.

   When Chu Mo ran into the small kitchen with short legs, the dessert had just been baked.

   "Wow! Big sister and big sister! It's so fragrant!" Chu Mo ran over with a smile, picked up a purple potato and rose flower bun and was about to stuff it in his mouth, but it was too hot, so he dropped it as soon as he let go.

   (end of this chapter)