The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Li Guangxiao really had no choice. He wanted to wait as long as he could, but even if he died right away, he didn't worry about Prince Li Xun's instability in the throne.

The three loyal marshals are still built in. The crown princess has determined to choose from the Yuwen family, and the eldest Sun family will spare no effort to protect the crown prince's succession.

As for Jiang qianxia, Li Guangxiao was relieved that she did not mention the friendship between Guli and the crown prince. Even if there was a rebellious mind, the three generals would not connive at them. What's more, it was more likely that she, a gentleman, personally cleared the way for the crown prince to succeed.

Seeing her sad and dependent look when she heard that she had an incurable disease, Li Guangxiao put down the last trace of fear and doubt in her heart - she and Guli can become the pillars of the country after the crown prince succeeds to the throne.

But now he is not at ease to die. Gu Li is in chaos. A turbulent Gu Li is not suitable for the crown prince to ascend the throne at this time. The foundation is unstable and the world is in panic. It is easy to give an opportunity to the wrong people.

So even if they rely on make-up and take countless drugs every day to support their body, they don't want Jiang qianxia to find their own disease. At this time, Li Guangxiao has to be honest and find Jiang qianxia for the last fight.

Telling a person that the emperor is seriously ill is definitely the king's greatest trust in this insider, because once the news is leaked, not only the situation of Gu Li will be more chaotic, but also Daqian will be turbulent

Thinking of this, Li Guangxiao was firm in his eyes and eyebrows, holding Jiang qianxia's hand and tightening it slowly.

"Chang Rui, tell me how much time I have left to live. If you help me adjust, how long can I live longer?"

When she heard about lung cancer, Jiang qianxia's first reaction was "over". The death rate of the disease was very high, and once it was found, it was almost the rhythm of the late stage. Once the cancer cells spread all over the body... There was no way she could save it anyway.

Her shopkeeper only rewarded her with surgical knowledge and experience. She really knows a little about cancer diagnosis, so she can only pacify Li Guangxiao's hand first, and then close her eyes to retrieve relevant knowledge from the shopkeeper's instructions.

Look, she figured out what was wrong

Close your eyes to see the owner's instructions, and then open your eyes to look at Li Guangxiao. Jiang qianxia opened his eyes and closed his eyes. The shaking empress Chang sun and Si Chen fainted.

After repeated comparison, Jiang qianxia hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, are you sure grandson is talking about lung cancer?"

"Yes, I have coughed up blood for a long time..." Li Guangxiao looked down on life and death.

"No, are you sure it's coughing up blood, not sputum with blood?"

Li Guangxiao was stunned and couldn't help looking at sichen. Sichen knelt down and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, it's not coughing up blood, it's phlegm blood!"

Jiang qianxia nodded, touched Li Guangxiao's forehead, frowned and said, "did your majesty have any fever during this period of discomfort? It's the kind of low fever, which doesn't burn too much, but it's always low fever and repeated."

"Yes... Your majesty often has a low fever, but they all carry it, so you can't see it..." empress Chang sun just raised a glimmer of expectation, and now she is on the verge of crushing.

Jiang qianxia then asked several questions. Generally speaking, there were right and wrong. When the three were about to be confused by her, she scratched her head.

"In fact, cancer is also called malignant tumor. Tumors are benign and malignant. Malignant ones are basically dead, and benign ones can be saved."

"Is your majesty malignant or benign?" Empress Chang sun asked eagerly.

"... I, I'm not sure. I'm not specialized in this. We're not professional. Don't count on those in the medical class. Just follow me..."

Jiang qianxia's great truth makes the atmosphere in the hall of diligent politics somewhat embarrassing, but on the whole, it seems that there is still a little more hope than the despair at the beginning?

The four people looked at each other for a while. Jiang qianxia simply stood up and said, "I just think that if it is malignant, your majesty should not be in such a good state. After all, he should be tortured at the moment, rather than being able to survive like this."

"Oh, by the way, your majesty atones. I don't doubt your willpower. It's just cancer. It's really not that strong willpower can solve the problem..."

"Hehe, you gave me a second possibility. How can I blame you?"

With a smile, Li Guangxiao asked how to determine whether it was benign or malignant. Jiang qianxia thought that there was no equipment here, so he had to bite his teeth and die.

"Why don't we open our chest, find the location of the tumor, cut one down, and I'll try to send it back for testing?"

Not surprisingly, sichen and empress Chang sun stared at her with the eyes of the assassin.

He raised his hand slightly and stepped back two steps. Jiang qianxia said helplessly, "don't look at me like that. If your majesty dies in my hand, I can't lose my life. Besides, cutting and sewing people is my specialty. I can only use this method to determine my condition. Do you think I'm willing to take such a big risk? Who didn't let your majesty live in a good time when medical treatment was perfect?"

It is said that an emperor with a stable regime was not born at a good time, and only Jiang qianxia dared to dare.

I don't know whether these words persuaded them or whether Jiang qianxia's reluctance on her face was too strong, so that people couldn't see her intention to murder the king. In short, sichen and empress changsun were not so vigilant when they looked at her.

Instead, it is tangled.

"If I allow you to open my chest and directly examine my lungs, how much damage will it cause to the dragon's body? If it is really malignant, will it be even worse?"

Look, it's just tangled.

Thoracotomy can not be done casually. Once it is opened, the emperor will have to ask for leave and not go to court. Over time, it is easy to produce a moth.

And whether it is malignant or benign, Jiang qianxia thought that he had to cut something off, that is, cut it once and cut it again during treatment.

As an "old man" in his forties and fifties, Li Guangxiao is worried and laborious. The facilities here are simple. Even if the two operations are successful, it will be very painful

Hesitated again and again, Jiang qianxia's hob meat temperament came up and was too lazy to tangle.

"Anyway, I'll lift it here. There's still a glimmer of vitality for thoracotomy. Determine whether it's benign or malignant. Without thoracotomy, the benign will become malignant. It's dead."

"But I can't guarantee the risk of thoracotomy... If I treat you with kindness, and something happens, I'll be buried with you. How unjust and flustered I am?"

"Anyway, you decide by yourself. If you decide to open it, go back to the Shihui hall with me. The operating room is clean, but you can't rely on me if something happens. If you don't open it, you can do something for you at last. I promise not to cheat and play tricks this time. I'll do it for you!"