"Miss, you sold the parrot to Princess Jin. She will definitely be in the limelight then. What will you do? Have you decided what gift to give to the emperor?" Feng'er said as she walked away.
"I'm still thinking about it. If I don't think of it, I won't give it away." Yun Ruoyue waved her hand carelessly, and the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on her face, making her shine.
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The two were walking when suddenly a panicked voice came from the front, "Oh no, someone fainted!"
Yun Ruoyue raised her eyes and saw a large circle of people surrounding the door of a restaurant in front of her.
Near the people, a green carriage stopped.
Yun Ruoyue was stunned, wasn't this the carriage they met in the morning?
Could it be that the wise king fainted?
"My prince has fainted, who will save him?" a servant shouted anxiously.
Someone next to me immediately said: "Go and ask for a doctor quickly. There is a medical clinic in the east of the city."
"Isn't the east of the city too far away? This wise king has a strange disease. When the doctor arrives, maybe everyone else will be dead."
"Look at Xian Wang's belly, my God, it's so big, like a pregnant woman, it's so ugly."
"I heard that people with this kind of big belly disease are unlucky, so the King Xian has never been favored. We only heard rumors before, but we didn't expect to see the real owner today. It turns out that the rumors are true. King Xian really has a big belly.
What a pity that such a beautiful face turns out to be a freak!"
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Hearing these people's sarcasm, Yun Ruoyue's resentment was aroused again, and she stepped forward angrily, "What a freak, I'm just sick!"
When everyone looked at it, they saw a handsome young man coming over. Someone immediately said: "You young man, what do you know? Even Master Qingyun said he had a strange disease, and Master Qingyun couldn't cure it. Why don't you do it for him?"
What's the point?"
"Master Qingyun said he has a strange disease? That can only be because he is ignorant. Get out of the way and let me take a look." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she squeezed into the crowd.
Someone immediately sneered and said: "How dare you say that Master Qingyun is ignorant and ignorant, you are a young boy. You are not saying that in a small way. Is it possible that you can cure this strange disease of his?"
"It's none of your business." Yun Ruoyue was too lazy to pay attention to the crowd.
As soon as she squeezed in, she saw a man dressed in white lying on the ground. The man closed his eyes tightly and had obviously fainted. This was the wise king.
Although he fainted, it could be seen that his belly was still raised high, which was very unsightly. The people next to him pointed at his belly, while his servant threw himself in front of him and kept licking his belly.
Crying.
Yun Ruoyue knew that people were very face-conscious and didn't like to be pointed out, so she took off her Tsing Yi coat and covered it on the Xian Wang's belly so that no one could see it.
After covering her belly, she found that there were more and more people here, and quickly said to everyone: "Please spread out, the patient needs ventilation. Ventilation is conducive to recovery."
When the onlookers heard this, they quickly stepped back to make room.
After seeing that ventilation had begun, Yun Ruoyue quickly checked the Xian Wang's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, while the boy next to him cried: "This young master, do you know how to see a doctor?"
"Yes, please stop arguing first." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she patted the Xian Wang's shoulders with both hands and called him in his ear, but found that he had no reaction at all.
At the same time, she untied his coat, touched his carotid artery, observed the rise and fall of his chest, and even leaned on his chest to listen to his heartbeat.