"If I had other methods a few days ago, now there was only one method." An Yi asked Aunt Jiang in a low voice: "Aunt, is the prescription I prescribed before useless?"

Aunt Jiang shook her head and said nothing. Not only did she useless, she was afraid that others would surpass her. She used the excuse that she had never seen such a method of medication before she could dare to use it for the empress dowager. Before they could finish the delay, the empress dowager fell ill. But she and Eunuch Liu did not dare to support An Yi's method at will. Although they were eager to get better, so that they could continue to be prosperous and wealthy, if An Yi failed, it meant that they might lose their lives and harm their relatives and friends.

Suddenly, a man whispered outside the hall: "Since the method is feasible, why not try it?"

A woman replied gently: "I have asked Yu Yuanzong and others carefully. This method is too dangerous. The risk is greater than reality. The Empress Dowager is old and weak, so she is afraid that she cannot afford such a violent method."

While speaking, a middle-aged man with gray hair and deep eyebrows and a beautiful and gentle woman with palace makeup were surrounded by a group of palace ladies. Without waiting for someone to prompt, An Yi had guessed the identity of the visitor and quickly bowed her head and fell down.

"This is not a time of politeness." The middle-aged emperor pointed at An Yi unhappily and said, "You said this method is feasible, do you dare to stab yourself?"

There is a silence in the inner hall and the doctor does not treat himself. Which doctor in this world would use silver needles to stab his acupoints? What about important and unpleasant acupoints like Baihui.

Aunt Jiang and Eunuch Liu both sighed secretly. Although the emperor is for the sake of safety, it also means that he is not optimistic about this treatment method. If An Yi is keen, she should retreat when she is difficult. Even if she cannot show her skills, she can still protect her wealth and life.

"I dare!" An Yi lowered her head, unable to see her expression, but her voice was extremely clear and stable. She was afraid that others would not hear it again: "If you return to the emperor, the girl dares to do it!"

Such young and so brave. The emperor could not help but look at the young female doctor who was slender, beautiful and delicate in appearance, but had only a simple ponytail and had no extra decoration. She pondered for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"

An Yi raised her head slightly and said aloud: "The young lady is An Yi, the daughter of An Baoliang, the magistrate of Changli County. She studied under Wu Jing. This time she went to Beijing with Lord Xie and came to diagnose the Empress Dowager."

"Wu Jing's apprentice?" The emperor was moved a little and looked at the eunuch general manager Ma Shizeng on the left: "An Baoliang is a Jinshi from Tianan for 35 years, right?"

Ma Shi Zeng hurriedly said: "The Supreme Master Shengming, An Baoliang is a native of the capital. He was a Jinshi in Tianan for 35 years and was a minister of the Ministry of Revenue. In the third year of Shenlong, he was demoted to Changli as the county magistrate because of the Wei Shuren case. He was promoted to the county magistrate not long ago."

An Yi couldn't help but glance at Ma Shi Zeng. Unexpectedly, the famous man in front of the emperor actually remembered An Baoliang, an unknown young man. I don't know if Xie Mantang had done his homework? But she didn't know that the reason why Ma Shi Zeng was able to become the eunuch chief was because he had a great memory and could be called a book of records of life. He could always answer one or two things the emperor had to ask, and there were few mistakes, so that he would be valued by the emperor.

The emperor nodded expressionlessly, walked to the side and sat down lightly, saying, "Come on."

This was insane, and An Yi didn't react for a moment. Eunuch Liu hurriedly reminded her: "Doctor Xiao An, do you want help?"

Only then did An Yi realize that the emperor wanted to test her in public.

As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger, and you can't bear to let your child trap and wolves. If others don't believe her, then she will make others believe her. An Yi calmly sued her, and thanked Eunuch Liu for her kind reminder. She skillfully spread out a set of bright golden needles, sat down calmly, holding the golden needle in her hand first stabbing her Baihui acupoint, and then stabbing other head acupoints. Her gestures are as elegant as orchids, and her movements are like flowing clouds and water, smooth, elegant and natural, without stopping. If it weren't for the needles that she gave herself a little weird, her familiarity and fluency could almost be perfect.

"It's quite a bit of skill." The emperor finally smiled a little on his lips.

Seeing this, the beauties in the palace dress beside him hurriedly agreed: "I really didn't expect this girl to have such a way at such a young age." She has a gorgeous appearance and a gentle voice. She is a beauty that makes people forget about her worries. She is Concubine Mo, who is now loved by the emperor.

The emperor did not comment, but only saw that An Yi had taken the needle and the person was safe and sound, so he said, "I'm sure!"

An Yi couldn't help but be overjoyed, but heard the emperor slowly say: "The Queen Mother's body is precious. If you save the Queen Mother, I will reward you very much. If you can't save it, I will want the entire An family to be buried with you! Have you figured it out?"

Concubine Mo whispered in surprise: "Please think twice..." Even though his filial piety is commendable, it is too risky to want his mother to wake up. The imperial physician who put the old Taoist in the yard doesn't believe it, and insists on listening to the words of a yellow-haired girl who came out of nowhere. This is not appropriate no matter how you look at it?

The emperor waved to Concubine Mo, and Li Ruyi's eyes were firmly staring at An Yi, without any rejection or refusal. Even if she was asked to die, she had to die with a smile, and she would die with a good look.

There was no way to retreat, An Yi thought wildly, did the entire An family that was buried with him also include the Anhou Mansion? If so, she just had to turn the needles a little bit and could easily pull them to hell together, but unfortunately, she let go of the bitches Tian Jun and Zhang Xin for nothing. She didn't know that such crazy thoughts were turning in her mind, but her hands could be so stable. Even while she was putting the needle tips and key points appeared in her mind at the same time.

This cold snowy night was an extremely long and cold snowy night for the people in Ningshou Palace. When the news that the emperor allowed An Yi to take the risk of acupuncture for the empress dowager reached the side hall, the imperial physicians who were still chatting about the empress dowager's condition and the prescription all mutely. After a while, the monk Leran made a subtle striking sound of beards, awakening everyone in the hall. Doctor Song trembled his beard with anger and said, "Absurd! It's really ridiculous!" I don't know if it was talking about the emperor's absurdity or An Yi's absurdity.

Yu Fengsu did not speak with a cold face, but the monk Leran smiled compassionately, half-drooped his eyes and asked softly: "What do you mean by the old doctor?"

Even if he lent the imperial doctor Song ten courage, he would not dare to say that the emperor was ridiculous. He could only lower his eyes and pretend to be confused. Monk Leran did not pursue him, but continued to turn the Buddhist beads in his hand with kind eyes, showing infinite compassion.
Chapter completed!