Transmigrate to be Queen

The imperial doctor beside the door is now too difficult to ride a tiger. He dare not say that he may not have seen it clearly. He had to repeat his previous inspection. Anyway, the heavier he said, the less responsibility he will bear in case of an accident.

"Well, according to his humble position, the third prince's injury was too serious. The wound was long and deep. At that time, he must have shed a lot of blood. This would really cause weakness and weakness. He just drank medicine and vomited blood. It should be that the medicine was too strong and stimulated him, but it's not necessarily what injury he suffered."

"Let the lower rank examine the pulse for his highness again and make sure that if there is no injury inside, the third prince should not be in danger of life, but the body itself really needs to be well raised."

Ning Xiaoman has to look at the doctor Meng with new eyes.

The scene just now was indeed intentional by Zheng Fusheng. He wanted to make the emperor think that his injury was too serious. In this way, even if he rescued people, his guilt would not be less. Letting the prince owe his son a favor will be of great help in the future.

As a result, Zheng Fusheng used his own skills to change the image when he was consulting the pulse of the imperial doctor. The Meng imperial doctor was not deceived. With such a weak pulse image, he was able to diagnose that the third prince should have no internal injury. With a single technique, he didn't know how much higher than the one kneeling by the door.

Ning Xiaoman now knows that the imperial doctor who specializes in seeing the emperor is indeed a superb means, but at the same time, he also hates and dislikes the emperor more. His son is saving his injury. He is even reluctant to send his own imperial doctor to see Fu Sheng. What's the use of sending a quack doctor.

Ning Xiaoman forgot to hold hands with Zheng Fusheng because she was too angry. Of course, Zheng Fusheng heard her idea clearly. Although Ning Xiaoman was angry and cursed in his heart, Zheng Fusheng heard it with her own ears.

"Man'er, don't do this. I'm pretending. I haven't been hurt much. Don't be angry."

Zheng Fusheng is happy to be so distressed by Man'er, but it's not what he wants because it makes Man'er depressed.

Ning Xiaoman felt Zheng Fusheng's words and remembered what he had just thought. He felt it all. His face was hot. He just scolded his father. He didn't know if he would be unhappy. If he was bad to him, it would be his father after all.

"Fu Sheng, I'm sorry. I was so excited just now."

"It's all right. I'm happy that you can care about me so much."

Zheng Fusheng pinched the palm of Man'er with his index finger, reassuring him that he was fine.

"What are you excited about? In order to play this play, you just vomited blood. I don't know how much nutrition you have to eat to make up for this blood, and I don't know if it will cause any harm to your body. As a result, the doctor saw through it. It's not worth the loss."

Ning Xiaoman had some complaints in her heart. When Zheng Fusheng told her about the plan, she just disagreed. She felt that it was worthless to spit blood on her own in order to deceive those bad people. In case it didn't work, but Zheng Fusheng insisted, she couldn't help it. Now look, I really let her talk.

"Man'er, don't think too much. I just bit my tongue and saved a mouthful of blood. I didn't really vomit blood. I'm not stupid. Do I really joke about my body?"

Zheng Fusheng's words, at least, make Ning Xiaoman feel better, but his frown still doesn't spread. Do you play a full set.

"Princess, can you show your highness your humble position again and again?"

After getting the emperor's consent, doctor Meng didn't get a response from the three Princesses for a long time. He just bowed and asked again.

"Oh, please, please!"

When Meng Taiyi said this, Ning Xiaoman reacted and immediately looked panic. He handed Zheng Fusheng's hand to Meng Taiyi and stared nervously at Zheng Fusheng's hand with good eyes.

The emperor looked at it and thought that although the third son had found the daughter-in-law himself, it was really good now. He thought about the two daughter-in-law in the next room. Since they entered the house, they stood in the corner and shed tears. They trembled at the sight of such a little blood. It really made the emperor angry. With such courage, how can they be good housewives.

At the moment, Ning Xiaoman is not in the mood to guess the emperor's idea. She just wants to deal with the current situation well. She's afraid that doctor Meng really checks out something that shouldn't be checked out. It's really hard to explain. Let alone stab the emperor. Even if she dies immediately, the emperor won't have any pity.

So she just opened her eyes and looked at doctor Meng to feel her pulse. The emperor was even more satisfied with her attentive appearance,

"Doctor Meng, the blood gushed by your highness three just now has been sprayed for a long time. Please take a good look. Is he hurt too badly?"

Looking at doctor Meng frowning and thinking, Ning Xiaoman quickly opened his voice. Anyway, it's better to lure him to make more reveries with language than to wait for death. At present, the key is to muddle through. Now it's the biggest crisis of Zheng Fusheng, and success or failure depends on it.