Imperial Physician Quan carried the medicine box and entered the gate of Fengwu Palace. When he looked up and saw all the concubines sitting in the palace, his heart suddenly thumped and he felt a little uneasy.
Imperial Physician Quan lowered his eyes and bowed his head, then respectfully stepped forward and bowed: "I'd like to bow to you, the Queen."
"Are you the imperial physician that Concubine Xian talks about?" Si Ningchi looked at Imperial Physician Quan with a squinted smile, raised his hand and said, "Since you are already here, please check my pulse."
Si Ningchi was so calm and confident, not afraid of the imperial doctor checking her pulse. Everyone in the palace was already convinced. Now when they looked at Concubine Xian, their eyes became a little unclear. The Empress was really pregnant with a dragon.
Come on, what Concubine Xian did today will definitely be hated by the Queen.
While everyone was secretly speculating, they saw that the imperial physician had already received the Queen's instruction and stepped forward to take the pulse. Imperial physician Quan knelt in front of the queen, took out a silk handkerchief and put it on her wrist. After asking for the queen's instructions, she raised her hand to take the pulse.
When he came here today, he knew that when he was diagnosing the Queen's pulse, he was diagnosing the image of the Happy Pulse.
Dr. Quan lowered his head and concentrated, moved his fingers, and his expression changed slightly. Everyone was staring at Dr. Quan with all their attention. Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that the doctor could say something else about the Queen's pulse. Unfortunately, it turned out to be the case.
That's not the case. Imperial Physician Quan wanted to stand up for Concubine Xian, but with the facts before his eyes, how could he dare to talk nonsense about the emperor's heir?
Imperial Physician Quan retracted his hand, glanced at Concubine Xian slightly, then stood up, took two steps back and bowed, "The Queen's pulse is stable, her pulse is obvious, her fetus is stable, and there is nothing wrong with her."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the palace had different expressions. Concubine Xian clenched her sleeves tightly and raised her eyes to look at Si Ningchi who was slowly arranging her sleeves. Her heart felt like a knife cutting her, and she could no longer maintain her gentle and quiet posture. "I've been suffering from morning sickness a lot lately. Since Imperial Physician Quan is proficient in this, I think there must be a cure." Si Ningchi smiled and raised his lips and said, "If it's cured, I'll be rewarded a lot. If it's not cured, I'll be rewarded."
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"This..." Dr. Quan was stunned when he heard this, and quickly leaned over and said: "The Queen is still young, so it is normal to have morning sickness..."
"I don't want to hear this nonsense." Si Ningchi snorted and said with a smile, "Just tell me whether you can cure it or not."
Cold sweat breaks out on the back of Imperial Physician Quan, knowing that he will not die well today. The Queen is determined to convict him. Even if he has great ability, he cannot stop the morning sickness immediately!
If you say it's relief, it's fair to say...
Imperial Physician Quan raised his eyes and looked at Concubine Xian. Seeing Concubine Xian's face looking ugly and helpless, he knew his fate. Now that the matter had come to this, he could only accept it and try his best.
Si Ningchi was finally satisfied. He raised his eyes with a smile and said, "Sisters, you have read it. If you have nothing else to do, please leave. I am tired."
Everyone was already on pins and needles. Now that they got the order, they hurriedly stood up, thanked and left one after another.
Early the next morning, the Queen still suffered from morning sickness.
Even though he was furious and wanted to beat the quack doctor to death with a stick, he still thought that his unborn child would do good deeds and save the imperial doctor from death, so he was kicked out of the imperial hospital and ordered to never work in the capital. p>
How could Concubine Xian dare not say a word without being angry? She had already suffered such a heavy blow before confronting the Queen. How could Concubine Xian be able to swallow such a breath? She was actually sick in her anger.
