On the large dragon bed, high-quality yellow gauze curtains were hung on both sides, and the quilts were all bright yellow. A skinny old man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His hair was black and white, and his cheekbones were
He is very tall, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and he is so thin that he is only skin and bones.
Feng Jingyun leaned over and stretched out his hand to open the old emperor's eyelids, then opened his mouth, looked at it carefully, and then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.
"Miracle doctor, how is the emperor's illness?" Concubine Yu couldn't help but speak first. She has no heirs. For so many years, she has been able to get wind and rain, all because of the emperor's favor. If the emperor passes away, she will also
It's over. I desperately hope that the emperor will get better.
Everyone present, except for Xiao Shunzi and the queen herself, who had changed her appearance because of Feng Jingyun, no one else knew that Wangchuan was Feng Jingyun.
The queen glanced at the fake mask on Feng Jingyun's face with a mocking expression. It looked like that, but she couldn't tell that she was disguised. A woman who dared not show her true face was really hypocritical.
Feng Jingyun looked over and happened to see the queen's expression. He knew what she was thinking and didn't know her. With Wangchuan's current reputation, how could she be so quiet if the world knew she was Feng Jingyun? For
It’s a day to worry less, look better, and have peace of mind for a day.
The queen said in a serious voice, "I know that Sister Yu is concerned about the emperor. The emperor's illness is unusual, otherwise all the imperial doctors would not be helpless. You ask Wangchuan to make a good diagnosis."
Feng Jingyun probed the old emperor's veins with two fingers, and his eyebrows furrowed in a rare frown.
The room was quiet, everyone was waiting for her to speak.
After a while, the queen looked at her solemn expression and couldn't wait any longer. She speculated and asked, "Isn't it possible that even Wangchuan, who is known as a miracle doctor, can't cure the emperor?"
"Xiao Shunzi, take a small half bottle of the emperor's blood sample." Feng Jingyun finally spoke in a calm voice.
"Yes." Xiao Shunzi opened the medicine box he carried with him, took out a porcelain bottle the size of two thumbs and a small knife, placed the emperor's wrist in the air outside the edge of the bed, cut his wrist, and secretly
Red blood flows into the bottle.
"Presumptuous!" When the queen saw this, she shouted sharply, causing wrinkles on her old face. "The emperor's blood is dragon blood. How can you allow others to cut it off at will? Injuring the emperor's dragon body is a capital crime!"
"The emperor was poisoned." Feng Jingyun said calmly, "If King Qi hadn't given him a life-sustaining pill some time ago, the emperor would be gone now. And the poison he was poisoned is not only rare, but up to now, it has never been seen at all.
It never appeared."
"Aren't you a miracle doctor?" the queen sneered, "How come you don't even know what kind of poison the emperor was poisoned with?"
"It has been said that it is a strange poison and extremely complicated. I also need time to confirm it to avoid misdiagnosis."
"I thought you could cure the emperor's poison as soon as you entered the palace. After all, the miracle doctor Wangchuan is omnipotent."
"Miracle doctors are human beings too. It takes time to treat people. Besides, I didn't say I was a miracle doctor. It's just a title given to me by the world."
Prime Minister Sun Chong also interjected, "Empress, all the imperial doctors in the palace, including many doctors with excellent medical skills in the world, are unable to do anything. The emperor's poison can only be dealt with by the miracle doctor Wangchuan. The miracle doctor took a blood sample, and it must be...
We are going to analyze the samples, which is really a helpless move. Please don’t blame me, Queen.” On the large dragon couch, high-quality yellow gauze hanging on both sides, and the quilts were all bright yellow. A skinny man
The old man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His hair was black and white, his cheekbones were very high, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and he was so thin that he was only skin and bones.
Feng Jingyun leaned over and stretched out his hand to open the old emperor's eyelids, then opened his mouth, looked at it carefully, and then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.
"Miracle doctor, how is the emperor's illness?" Concubine Yu couldn't help but speak first. She has no heirs. For so many years, she has been able to get wind and rain, all because of the emperor's favor. If the emperor passes away, she will also
It's over. I desperately hope that the emperor will get better.
Everyone present, except for Xiao Shunzi and the queen herself, who had changed her appearance because of Feng Jingyun, no one else knew that Wangchuan was Feng Jingyun.
The queen glanced at the fake mask on Feng Jingyun's face with a mocking expression. It looked like that, but she couldn't tell that she was disguised. A woman who dared not show her true face was really hypocritical.
Feng Jingyun looked over and happened to see the queen's expression. He knew what she was thinking and didn't know her. With Wangchuan's current reputation, how could she be so quiet if the world knew she was Feng Jingyun? For
It’s a day to worry less, look better, and have peace of mind for a day.
The queen said in a serious voice, "I know that Sister Yu is concerned about the emperor. The emperor's illness is unusual, otherwise all the imperial doctors would not be helpless. You ask Wangchuan to make a good diagnosis."
Feng Jingyun probed the old emperor's veins with two fingers, and his eyebrows furrowed in a rare frown.
The room was quiet, everyone was waiting for her to speak.
After a while, the queen looked at her solemn expression and couldn't wait any longer. She speculated and asked, "Isn't it possible that even Wangchuan, who is known as a miracle doctor, can't cure the emperor?"
"Xiao Shunzi, take a small half bottle of the emperor's blood sample." Feng Jingyun finally spoke in a calm voice.
"Yes." Xiao Shunzi opened the medicine box he carried with him, took out a porcelain bottle the size of two thumbs and a small knife, placed the emperor's wrist in the air outside the edge of the bed, cut his wrist, and secretly
Red blood flows into the bottle.
"Presumptuous!" When the queen saw this, she shouted sharply, causing wrinkles on her old face. "The emperor's blood is dragon blood. How can you allow others to cut it off at will? Injuring the emperor's dragon body is a capital crime!"
"The emperor was poisoned." Feng Jingyun said calmly, "If King Qi hadn't given him a life-sustaining pill some time ago, the emperor would be gone now. And the poison he was poisoned is not only rare, but up to now, it has never been seen at all.
It never appeared."
"Aren't you a miracle doctor?" the queen sneered, "How come you don't even know what kind of poison the emperor was poisoned with?"
"It has been said that it is a strange poison and extremely complicated. I also need time to confirm it to avoid misdiagnosis."
"I thought you could cure the emperor's poison as soon as you entered the palace. After all, the miracle doctor Wangchuan is omnipotent."
"Miracle doctors are human beings too. It takes time to treat people. Besides, I didn't say I was a miracle doctor. It's just a title given to me by the world."
Prime Minister Sun Chong also interjected, "Empress, all the imperial doctors in the palace, including many doctors with excellent medical skills in the world, are unable to do anything. The emperor's poison can only be dealt with by the miracle doctor Wangchuan. The miracle doctor took a blood sample, and it must be...
I want to analyze the sample, it is really a helpless move, please don’t blame me, the Queen."
