The old doctor was invited in the middle of the night, but he didn't show too much fatigue. After looking at it, he thought for a while, and then said, "Your Majesty's disease is not a serious illness. Because of his strong body, ordinary typhoid fever has been overcome in three to five days.
It will be almost done for seven or eight days at most. However, Your Majesty is depressed and the turbid air is stagnant, but it cannot be resolved. The three-quarter disease becomes seven-quarter. Over time, it will be immersed in the texture and slowly begin
corrosion……"
Tuoba Hong was truly impressed at this time.
He said nothing badly.
"The human spirit is the flesh and blood body. If the spirit is damaged, no matter how nourishes it, it will be of no help. If Your Majesty wants to recover, it is not only a decoction, but also a heart disease should be relieved. In this way, the right medicine can be used to recover as soon as possible... But
Remember, always smile, throw away all the big things, no matter how big things are, how can you compare to your health? As long as you relax and combine them with decoctions, it will be relieved within a few days. After half a month, you will be eager to recover...
…”
Only doctors would say that.
Even big things are not as healthy as a skin.
Tuoba Hong smiled bitterly.
Heart disease is relieved and laughing all year round, how can you live like this?
In the eyes of the world, the emperor is the world, and he will have whatever he wants. But who knows that the source of happiness in life is not something that will be given to you automatically if you are rich in all directions?
Apart from the lewd tyrants, eight out of ten people who become emperors rarely have a truly happy and worry-free life.
Even the debauchery tyrant will have an unhappy ending - either **** on the Lutai or the big heads were cut off by traitors. Who is happy for the rest of his life?
Jiangsu Zhizhe prescribed a prescription and was taken down by the old servant to suffer himself.
When he went out, he met Gao Lu, a patrolman. This well-known good man, was worried about the emperor's illness and thought of the very treacherous words that Xie Xian said, and he never dared to take it lightly. His Majesty's camp was thoroughly inspected, every blade of grass and tree
, He personally inspected all of them, for fear of taking advantage of the situation. Even ordinary people must see the emperor's handwriting, otherwise, even relatives and nobles will not give them any
Release.
The display of the army was just boiling medicine, but it seemed that there were all kinds of soldiers. Those who didn't know the matter thought they were waiting for the assassin to come.