Concubine Ting curled her lips and said, "That's natural. Otherwise, I would have to fix this dead girl who talks so freely."
Concubine Chen took advantage of the situation and said: "Yes. This girl was practicing medicine at home before entering the palace. She still has two brushes. She occasionally has some minor problems in the palace. She takes good care of them. At the moment, the imperial doctors have nothing to do. We are women.
Yes, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to give it a try, right?"
Before the beauties could reply, an imperial doctor next to him said enthusiastically: "Girl, come forward quickly! See if you can tell why the emperor is sleeping but not waking up?"
Everyone fell silent.
Mu Jinhan stepped forward and took a serious look at the emperor lying on the soft couch. "The emperor is not seriously ill. It's just that he was touched by an ominous thing while eating in the morning."
Mu Jinhan took out the pills he had prepared earlier from his arms, handed them to the imperial physician, and ordered: "Just give the emperor this pill and water to drink, and then keep feeding the emperor water until the emperor wakes up."
The imperial doctor was a little concerned and asked: "Is this...is this okay?"
Mu Jinhan pretended to be displeased and said, "You'll know if you try it. If you delay it any longer, the Emperor's dragon body will be really in bad shape."
"Okay. According to the prince's opinion, try any feasible method first."
After Mu Jinhan finished speaking, he wanted to go back to Xuanyan Palace. Concubine Chen must stay to collect the merits, so she let Mu Jinhan go back alone.
Mu Jinhan was not idle when he got back. He grabbed a maid from Xuanyan Palace and asked her to take her to the imperial dining room.
A certain girl still didn't give up. She had a bad feeling in her heart and didn't want to stay in the palace for a moment.
As he walked, he cursed in his heart, "Damn crow! Dead crow!" If he left her alone and ran away someday, and if he met her again, he would find a way to skin him to vent his anger.
When they arrived at the imperial dining room, Mu Jinhan was about to sneak into the imperial dining room after sending the palace servants away, when a figure as light and elegant as a flying swallow descended from the sky, and without any explanation, he led her up the eaves of the imperial dining room.
Mu Jinhan was also excited when he was amazed. He calmed down and took a look, who could this person be if he wasn't a dead crow!
"You've finished your work, can we leave?"
"Yeah. Let's go now."
"Okay." Mu Jinhan reached out excitedly and tugged on Wuya's back clothes, wanting to lie down and ride someone like a horse.
Wuya looked confused, "What are you doing?!"
"I'll lie on top of you, so you can fly easily." He couldn't help but lie on Wuya's back, "Fly quickly." I really want to hit someone, drive! drive!