When Shangguan Feng heard the anger in Shangguan Yu's tone, he immediately stood up and stood between the Queen and Shangguan Yu.
"Third Brother, my father is critically ill now. Naturally, everything is based on my father's condition. I also don't want anything to happen to my father, but you can't deliberately ignore the reality just because you don't want to or don't want it? Brother, you are so judgmental.
Where did you go?"
The prince immediately acted like he was thinking about the overall situation and told Du Yiqing on the side that he was disgusted.
"You also know that my father is seriously ill. You should ask a doctor for proper diagnosis and treatment now, instead of doing this exorcism thing here!" Shangguan Yu replied unceremoniously.
Shangguan Feng heard a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "Brother, you are really in a hurry. Have you seen the group of quack doctors outside? If they had the solution, I would not ask them to kneel in the Palace of Eternal Life.
Outside the palace! If something happens to my father, I will kill those losers and bury them with my father!"
Du Yiqing was horrified when he heard this. How could such a violent and cruel Shangguan Feng become the emperor? If he became the emperor, he would probably be the next King Zhou.
Shangguan Yu wanted to tell Du Yiqing to see a doctor directly, but if that was the case, if he couldn't see well, then the prince would definitely bite Du Yiqing to death. The prince originally wanted him to die, but if something went wrong with Du Yiqing, the prince might want to take revenge.
Beat yourself up, and you will never show mercy to Du Yiqing...
While he was struggling, the little figure in gray clothes next to him suddenly said: "His Royal Highness, please ask me to take a look at His Majesty's illness..."
The prince was originally proud of how hard he pinched Shangguan Yu. For the first time in so many years, Shangguan Yu felt frustrated. He was feeling happy when suddenly a voice came out and told him how annoying he was.
After looking for a voice, I realized that the voice was actually coming from a thin and small servant next to Shangguan Yu.
"What is it? A despicable person like you came into the Palace of Eternal Life?!" The prince roared, mercilessly. What the hell, this thing actually ruined the feeling of pleasure he was enjoying.
The Empress Dowager raised her eyes, looking at the man who lowered his head and frowned and felt a little too familiar, but what she cared more about was that he told him to look at the Emperor.
"What did you just say?" the Queen Mother asked with a trembling voice.
It was just the haggardness and vicissitudes in her voice that made Du Yiqing feel distressed.
Trying to calm down, Du Yiqing lowered her head and replied respectfully: "I said I wanted to help. I have studied medicine..."
Just as Du Yiqing finished speaking, Shangguan Feng sneered: "Who do you think you are? The earthwork in the countryside is also called medical skill? There are many imperial doctors in the palace who are helpless, but you have one? I'm warning you, this is not the time to get ahead!"
The prince's words came with a warning, anger and contempt, and the meaning was very clear, telling Du Yiqing to stay where he could.
Homework from the countryside? Du Yiqing rolled her eyes. If she was a top student at a key medical university, he could be considered a homeworker from the countryside. Then what does the medical skill of this era mean? He sneered.
"As the saying goes, a dead horse must be treated as a living horse doctor. Even if His Majesty the Emperor is really seriously ill, if there is a glimmer of hope, he should still give it a try. What do His Highnesses think?"
Du Yiqing's voice was somewhat calm and confident, causing the prince to be slightly startled. Is this really a servant? Why is he so calm and calm in front of him?
With some doubts, Shangguanfeng took a closer look at Du Yiqing, who had his head lowered, and said, "Raise your head!"