The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

  Chapter 308 [V164] Love each other

   Xiao Zhenting gritted his teeth and said, "If you can cure the poison of the prince, I will spare you a dog's life!"

Old Cuitou was stunned for a while before he realized that the "supreme son" in his mouth was his stepson Yan Jiuchao, yes, this little trash is finally willing to accept the canonization to become the king of Yan. He really loves this stepson, for the sake of his stepson. Even Wan Zhaoyi's revenge will not be avenged...

   In just a moment, old Cui Tou gathered his thoughts: "I once swore a poisonous oath that I would never use the Cui family's medical skills to practice medicine."

   Shadow Thirteen cut down his sword: "Then you want to die!"

  The blade stuck to the neck of the old Cuitou, and the old Cuitou was terrified: "But...but but...I'm not finished!"

   Shadow Thirteen's blade almost stopped.

  Old Cuitou squeezed his cold sweat and said, "I only said that I can't use it to practice medicine, but I didn't say that I can't teach it to others."

  Everyone looked at him strangely.

   He glanced at Yu Wan, who was beside him: "Go check your pulse and tell me the pulse."

   Isn't it unnecessary to take off your pants and fart?

   Everyone glared at him, but in the end they didn't embarrass him anymore, and handed over the decision to Yu Wan.

   This is just a bit of trouble, as long as Yan Jiuchao can be saved, Yu Wan doesn't mind.

   On the way back to the room, Yu Wan told Lao Cui Tou that Yan Jiuchao had passed the Southern Border Poison Curse. Since he wanted him to treat the disease, she had to tell him the truth about Yan Jiuchao's condition.

   "You don't seem surprised, why? You know about Yan Jiuchao's poisoning spell?" Yu Wan looked at his expression.

  I didn't know it at first, but he knew it when Yan Huaijing asked him to "sell" the Cui family's medical books to Yu Wan.

  Old Cuitou cleared his throat: "I've been with Concubine Xian, anyway, so I don't even know this secret, right?"

  Yu Wan glanced at him and wondered whether he believed it or not, but Yu Wan didn't ask any further questions, and this was not important anyway.

Yu Wan returned to the upper room and took Yan Jiuchao's pulse again according to the method taught by Old Cui Tou. Some of the pulses were not recorded in the medical books, and she couldn't tell what the pulse was, but she told Old Cui all the pulses. head.

   "Are his fingertips black or purple?"

   "Purple."

   "Yintang?"

   "It's also purple."

  The people who are poisoned are often blackened in Yintang and blackened fingernails. Obviously, the poison in the Yan Jiu Dynasty is not an ordinary poison.

There was a screen in front of Yan Jiuchao's bed, and the old Cuitou stood outside the screen. He asked, Yu Wan replied, where he asked Yu Wan to check, Yu Wan checked it. Diagnosis is easy.

   Xiao Zhenting and the three stood outside the door with solemn expressions.

  Yingliu scratched his head and muttered: "Isn't this Cui annoyed? Is this different from his own practice of medicine? Isn't it just one more hand? But it's him who is diagnosed and prescribed the medicine! Isn't this self-deception?"

   "I swore a poisonous oath, I'm a little bit greedy for life and fear of death." Ying Shisan said, his tone was unexpectedly gentle and patient.

   "Isn't it afraid of misdiagnosis?" Ying Liu, who had thought it was just one more process, began to doubt the feasibility of this method.

  Shadow Thirteen said: "The empresses in the palaces of the previous dynasty always looked at diseases like this."

In the previous dynasties, the prevention of men and women was serious, and the imperial physicians could not directly diagnose and treat the empress. The doctors and women took the pulse on their behalf, and then reported to the imperial physician for a diagnosis. Of course, there will be misdiagnosis. .

   "If you press an inch below his navel, will he feel pain?"

   Old Cui Tou said.

  Yu Wan pressed the button, Yan Jiuchao frowned uncomfortably even in his sleep.

   "Yes." Yu Wan said.

  Old Cui Tou sighed: "I probably know what the poison is."

   "What poison?" Xiao Zhenting asked.

  Old Cuitou sighed, "Thyme."

   The eyes of several men dimmed.

Ying Thirteen and Ying Six have been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, and they have only heard a lot about the poison. This thyme is one of the three great poisons in the world. Thyme does have a scent, but it's far from the exaggeration that has been rumored, and it's somehow spread that way.

  Old Cuitou said: "Thyme is made from more than ten kinds of rare flower poisons. I don't know what kind of flower and how to prepare it. I only know that this poison is extremely ferocious, and it is more difficult to solve than the Southern Border Poison Curse."

   It's more difficult to understand than the Southern Border Poison Curse, and everyone's expressions are not very good.

Old Cuitou continued: "According to his pulse, he should have been poisoned for many years. It is reasonable to say that this poison will kill him soon, but the person who poisoned him should not know that he was infected with the Southern Border Poison Curse in his body. The poisons restrain each other, but they are at peace with each other.”

   Of course, this peace of mind just means that Yan Jiuchao will not die immediately, but there is still toxicity running through the body, so Yan Jiuchao's body and bones have not been very good, and he still needs to take detoxification medicine every year.

   Now that the Southern Border Poison Curse is lifted, the thyme is no longer suppressed, and it gradually erupts.

   "Why didn't I get my pulse at first?" Yu Wan was puzzled.

  Old Cuitou explained patiently: "One is that there are still unresolved poisons in his body, which suppresses the toxicity of thyme, and the other is that it takes ten days and a half months for thyme to break out."

Yu Wan only said that Yan Jiuchao had been cursed by the Southern Border Poison Curse, but did not say who placed the Poison Curse on him. Old Cuitou understood that curiosity killed the cat. Since Yu Wan didn’t say it, he didn’t ask any questions, but Xiao Zhenting, Ying Shisan and Ying Liu all knew the inside story.

  The Southern Border Poison Curse was given to Yan Jiu by the late emperor, so what about thyme?

   It is impossible for the late emperor to give him two poisons that will kill him. It is really unnecessary to deal with a child of three or four years old.

   "Where is the poison of thyme? Who created it?" Yu Wan asked.

  Old Cui shook his head: "Thyme is a poison from outside the territory. I don't know who created it, but it is said that it is very difficult to understand."

   "It is said that there is no solution to the poison curse, but we solved it. This is difficult to understand..." Yu Wan's meaning was obvious.

But Old Cui Tou shook his head again: "You don't understand, poison curses have no solution is the saying of the people in the Central Plains, as long as you find a strong enough Gu King and Gu Master in the southern border, there is a way to recover. For example, according to me You know, the sacred relics of Nanzhao will definitely be able to relieve the poison of the poison curse. As for this thyme..."

   When he said the previous sentence, Yu Wan almost thought he had guessed that the holy relic was in her hands, but now that his life is in their hands, what if he guessed it? Can you give him a chance to stab him out?

  Yu Wan was no longer here, and instead asked: "You just said that you have a way to solve it?"

  Old Cuitou sighed: "I also mentioned it by my ancestors. No one has tried that recipe, so I don't know if it will work or not."

   "What recipe?" Xiao Zhenting and Yu Wan asked in unison.

  Old Cui Tou said thoughtfully: "The blood of the saint, the tears of the witch king, the fire ganoderma, the snow toad."

  What is this all about? Yu Wan had never heard of a single one.

   "Have you heard of it?" Yu Wan looked at Xiao Zhenting and the others.

The three of them were silent, but they had heard of Fire Lingzhi and Snow Toad - a fiery red Lingzhi and a toad growing under the snowy mountains, but the first two are forgiven for their ignorance. As early as when the Southern Border fell apart, there was no more. Saintess and wizards, where to get their blood and tears? This recipe is mostly a rumor based on folklore, and its credibility is not high.

   "Where did you hear that?" Ying Shisan asked.

  Old Cuitou: "Tea House."

   Shadow Thirteen: "..."

  People: "..."

Old Cuitou stroked his beard and said, "It's been a long time since I healed anyone, and my medical skills have been given back to my ancestors. Please take the shadow guards back to the village and bring me the books in the cellar. I'll see if there is any way to temporarily stop them. Relieve the toxicity in your son's body."

   It was about the prince, Ying Shisan went without hesitation.

   "Old man first... go to rest?" Old Cui Tou asked cautiously.

   "Zisu." Yu Wan called to the door.

  Zi Su Mai stepped inside and took Lao Cuitou to the west wing. He was a big man, and it was not convenient for him to live in Qingfengyuan, but since he was seeing the doctor for Shizi, he couldn't be too far away from Shizi.

  Poria went to the small kitchen to boil water.

  The servants of the young master's mansion are very popular, but not everyone can know the secrets of Yan Jiuchao. Except for Shisu and Fuling, everyone else made Yu Wanping retire.

   Xiao Zhenting came to the bed.

   Dim lighting.

  The man as tall as a mountain seems to have a rickety back in an instant.

   Yu Wan opened her mouth.

   Xiao Zhenting didn't look back, but heard her breathing: "I'll take a look at him and leave in a while."

  Yu Wan definitely didn't mean to drive him away: "Then I'll trouble you to take care of Yan Jiuchao, I'll go to the study."

  Yu Wan didn't use the old study to give them a chance to get along with their father and son, she did have something to ask Ying Liu.

   "What do you think about the poisoning of the prince?"

   Shadow Six is ​​in trouble.

If you want to say who did it... There are many people who want to do this, let's not mention it, just take the second generation ancestors who have been beaten up by the young master in the capital. There is no one who doesn't want Yan Jiuchao to die early. They are thirsty and not thirsty.

  A person with thief heart and courage... Concubine Xu Xian should be counted as one, but Concubine Xu Xian knows that Yan Jiu Dynasty has been hit by the poisonous curse of the southern border, so she doesn't need to use thyme again.

Could    be the outer chamber of King Yan? Yu Wan thought.

Will    be the little emperor of Nanzhao? Shadow Six thought.

   Both of them had guesses flashed in their hearts, but neither of them announced it.

  Ying Liu pondered: "It's not the first time that the young master has been poisoned, but except for the one time of the late emperor, we all thought that no one succeeded again. I really can't figure out how the thyme got down on the young master?"

  Yu Wan thought for a while: "Could it be in Prince Yan's mansion..."

Ying Liu shook his head: "Although I didn't come to the Young Master back then, I heard Uncle Wan mentioned that when King Yan moved to Yan City, the Young Master had already cast a poisonous curse on the late Emperor, and King Yan and the Princess have been in love with each other since then. The young master's diet and daily life are extra cautious, I think the chance of the other party succeeding in Yancheng is not high."

   Yu Wan pondered for a moment: "In other words, it was poisoned by people in the capital."

  Yingliu nodded: "It may be before moving to Yancheng, or it may be when I return to Beijing to visit relatives every year."

Yu Wan also felt that it was more likely to succeed in the capital, she had no evidence, but she had this intuition: "Old Cuitou said that it would take ten days and a half months for this kind of poison to strike, and when he really did, he wouldn't know what to eat. How many things have passed through the hands of how many people, and it is impossible to find out who did it. But no matter what, if you can coax Yan Jiuchao to eat it, it must be someone who can get close to Yan Jiuchao and won't let him. Suspicious people."

  Yingliu was startled: "Concubine Shizi means an acquaintance?"

  Yu Wan sighed, "Your son's stinky temper, willing to eat strangers' food?"

   This is also true. For example, if the poisonous curse was not fed by the emperor himself, how could the young master eat it? Thinking of this, Ying Liu felt a little uncomfortable. The damage of the enemy is not terrible. What is terrible is the knife of the relatives. It is not the flesh and blood, but the heart.

  Old Cuitou thought of a recipe and passed it on to Yu Wan. Yu Wan immediately asked Yingliu to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and made it in person and brought it into the house.

  Yan Jiuchao began to have a high fever half an hour ago, his face was flushed, and his little brows were wrinkled in discomfort, like a wronged little fire boy.

   Xiao Zhenting looked at him, he frowned, and Xiao Zhenting's face turned pale, like a beast that was at a loss because of the sickness of its little cub.

Isn't    a beast?

  The first time Yu Wan saw Shangguan Yan standing with him, what popped into her mind was Beauty and the Beast, the only difference was that Xiao Zhenting was not ugly, on the contrary she was quite handsome, but she looked too fierce.

   "Marshal Xiao." Yu Wan walked over gently, only to find that he was soaked all over, whether it was hot or frightened.

   "I, shall I come?" Xiao Zhenting looked at the medicine bowl in her hand, and regretted it after speaking. Cong'er hated him so much, how could it be his turn to do such a thing...

   "You have work." Yu Wan handed the medicine bowl to him.

   "Uh..." He was stunned for a moment, and took the medicine bowl in a daze. Because he was too nervous, his hand shook a little, and he almost shook the spoon.

  Others have big hands, Yu Wan can only hold this bowl with both hands, but it is small in his bear paw.

  He picked up the spoon awkwardly, and asked nervously and awkwardly, "Yes, is that so?"

   He never fed the child.

   Xiao Yan was already old when he was taken over, and he didn't need him to feed him. Besides, Xiao Yan was more attached to Shangguan Yan, and Shangguan Yan took good care of Xiao Yan.

   Yu Wan gave him an encouraging look.

   Xiao Zhenting bit the bullet and finished feeding. He was a novice after all. He was very embarrassed. Yan Jiuchao, who was dizzy, made his big spoon roll his eyes.

   "That...that...I..." Xiao Zhenting scratched his head in embarrassment.

  Yan Jiuchao glared at him resentfully, turned his face angrily, and fell asleep.

   Xiao Zhenting was very embarrassed.

Yu Wan shouldn't laugh when her husband is so ill, but Xiao Zhenting's appearance is really funny, and her husband's white eyes are really cute in her heart, she never knew that Marshal Xiao, who raised his arms and called thousands of troops to answer, was in front of her husband. He was so stupid, and he didn't know that his father-in-law was so childish in front of Marshal Xiao.

  Yu Wan took the medicine bowl with a smile: "I'll change my husband's clothes."

  Xiao Zhenting wanted to say that I came, thinking about the strength of his hands that broke the ground that day, forget it.

  Yu Wan changed Yan Jiuchao into dry clothes.

   Xiao Zhenting was waiting at the door.

  Yu Wan said softly, "It's getting late, you should go to the wing and rest for a while."

  Xiao Zhenting said: "No, your mother doesn't know I'm gone. I won't be suspicious when I wake up later. I want to hide Cong'er's condition from her for now."

  Yu Wan nodded: "Alright."

   Xiao Zhenting paused and said, "I will find an antidote for Cong'er."

  The ends of the earth, as long as he is still alive, he will not give up the antidote.

It rained lightly in the second half of the night, Yu Wan was a little concerned about her son in Lotus Village, but there was nothing to worry about with her aunt and aunt looking after her, but it was her husband who suffered so many conspiracies at a young age. She always felt that she was living a difficult life, but Compared with him, the sufferings he had experienced were not worth mentioning at all.

   Yan Jiuchao was sweating.

Yu Wan changed him into a dry thin shirt again, looked at him quietly for a while, and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, it will definitely be solved, when the poison is cured, I will give you another life. baby."

   In his sleep, Yan Jiuchao's eyebrows moved.

   Yu Wan's lips curved slightly, leaned over and kissed his forehead, pulled his arms away, got into his arms, hugged his strong waist and fell asleep sweetly.

  When it was dawn, Yu Wan woke up, she was still sleeping in his arms, hugging his waist tightly.

The two have been married for so long, and despite their incomparable intimacy, he stands and sits, and sleeps like a gentleman. Holding hands is the limit. took a handful.

  Yu Wan touched his forehead, and the fever subsided a lot.

   Then he pinched his Xianggong's tofu-like face.

   Well, it feels so good.

   "Prince Princess."

   Shisu heard the movement and called out softly from outside the door.

   "Come in." Yu Wan said.

   Shisu entered the house with hot water.

  Yu Wan went to the ground lightly, dressed neatly and went to the front room: "The prince hasn't woken up yet, a while..."

   "Wake up." Shisu said.

   Yu Wan was stunned.

  Zi Su feared that Yan Jiuchao woke up and whispered: "Half an hour ago, the prince woke up once. I went into the room and asked the prince what he wanted. The prince shook his head and fell asleep again."

   At that time, Concubine Shizi slept like a pig in Shizi's arms. Shizi was afraid of disturbing Concubine Shizi, so she was dry and wanted to drink water, so she endured it.

   (end of this chapter)