1615 An Hao, the parents with excellent acting skills
Regardless of whether the emperor admits it or not, the eighth prince is a legitimate prince. It is not allowed to treat the prince's illness with such ostentation as it cannot lose the royal face. There must be no less imperial doctor or palace staff.
The concubines in the harem are best at showing their kindness and beauty in front of the emperor. When they learned that the eighth prince would be treated today, some concubines came to greet him early in the morning. Without seeing them, Concubine Xie waited in the side hall.
Not long after Feng Qingchen and the others arrived, they heard the eunuch singing loudly that the emperor has arrived. The three of them did not even see the eighth prince, so they had to come out to greet the emperor.
The emperor acted very easy-going and expressed his love for the eighth prince in his words. Feng Qingchen and the other three felt like vomiting but did not dare to vomit. They could only lower their heads and wander into space.
The three of them greatly admired Concubine Xie Huang. Under such circumstances, she could still look at the emperor sincerely and be happy for the emperor's "care" for the eighth prince.
They are all movie kings and movie queens!
The two of them pretended for a long time and finally stopped. In order to express his respect for the eighth prince, the emperor put aside his disgust and took Concubine Xie's hand to the inner hall together.
Phew... Feng Qingchen, Guo Baoji, and the Valley Master looked at each other and smiled bitterly: It's finally over. If these two people go down again, they will all vomit.
A group of people came to the inner hall. Guo Baoji had met the Eighth Prince yesterday. He came today just for a routine inspection. After the inspection, he took the Eighth Prince to the side hall.
In the side hall, the palace servants had already prepared everything Guo Baoji needed according to his request.
Guo Baoji checked the condition of the eighth prince. The eighth prince felt uncomfortable being pinched. He made a squeak like a cat, and his voice was so weak that he seemed to be out of breath.
A flash of pain flashed in Concubine Xie's eyes, and she pinched her fingernails in the palm of her hand. She tried her best to ignore the emperor beside her and looked at Feng Qingchen earnestly. Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment, but then nodded to Concubine Xie to reassure her.
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After the last lesson, Concubine Xie Huang finally understood that even the emperor would give them three cents of face for miracle doctors like Guo Baoji, the owner of the valley, and would not pay attention to her at all.
Instead of trying to please these two giant Buddhas, it is better to build a good relationship with Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen is soft-hearted, and for Ba's sake, he will not argue with her about what happened in the past.
Guo Baoji nodded to Feng Qingchen, and Feng Qingchen accepted his fate and stepped forward to pick up the eighth prince. He knelt down to the emperor and Concubine Xie and said, "Your Majesty, please move."
The emperor raised his head and did not let go of Concubine Xie's hand all the way. He really acted like a loving father to the extreme.
The hall is very empty, with a faint smell of disinfectant. All the extra furniture and furnishings in the side hall have been cleared away, and the clean ones can be laid directly on the ground.
Walking into the inner room, I saw a huge wooden barrel in the middle. The hot water in the barrel was emitting white smoke. There was a table next to the barrel. On the table was a freshly roasted suckling pig. It was shiny with oil and fragrant.
Overflowing, just smelling it can make people salivate.
Guo Baoji checked and made sure everything was ready, then asked the emperor to call in the imperial physician from outside.
When the emperor heard that Guo Baoji was so practical, he gave Guo Baoji an approving look, which almost depressed Guo Baoji to death.
He endured it for unnecessary trouble!
The imperial doctors filed in, and they did not dare to mess around. They stood obediently in a place where they could see well and not block the light. Their eyes were wide open. There were also several young imperial doctors with pens and paper in their hands.
, just be prepared to write them down one by one.
Guo Baoji and the owner of the valley were accustomed to this. Which student at Jiangnan Medical College did not have such an attitude. However, they did not speak. Even if these doctors saw death, they could not understand what medicine he used.
Guo Baoji had no intention of clarifying the doubts of the emperor and everyone, so he asked Feng Qingchen to take off the clothes on the eighth prince, then put on a mask and did not intend to talk anymore.
There is a tacit understanding between the three of them. Some things do not require words at all. Just one look will tell you what to do next.
Feng Qingchen was working as an assistant to Guo Baoji and the Valley Master this time. She needed to pay close attention to the movements of these two people so that she could help them in time when they needed help. Therefore, she could not spare the energy to look at the expressions of the Emperor and Concubine Xie.
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Driving the voodoo out is a very pleasant process, and the patient has to stay awake. The eighth prince has to endure the pain of the voodoo being driven out, and the pain of the voodoo crawling out of the esophagus.
People who have not experienced it will never know how painful this process is.
Feng Qingchen fed the Eighth Prince a pill. Not long after the Eighth Prince took it, he started to cry. The boy, who originally had no energy, cried so hard that his face turned red and his hands were filled with pain.
He grabbed it randomly in mid-air.
Feng Qingchen quickly hugged him tightly to prevent the eighth prince from moving around, lest he hurt himself.
"Eight..." Concubine Xie's feet gave way and she fell directly onto the bed. The emperor ignored her and just stared at the movements of Guo Baoji and Feng Qingchen.
"Woah... woah." The eighth prince cried more and more fiercely, his body kept twitching. Everyone suspected that if he continued crying like this, he would be unable to breathe and cry to death.
"Eight... don't cry, mother is here, mother is here." Concubine Xie Huang no longer cared about her manners at this time and stumbled to her feet. When she heard the eighth prince's increasingly weaker cries, she paid no attention to Chao Feng.
Qingchen rushed towards him, trying to snatch the eighth prince away.
Feng Qingchen reacted very quickly. Without thinking, he raised his foot and kicked Concubine Xie away: "My Lady, don't cause trouble at this time."
Concubine Xie Huang was kicked and fell to the ground, but she did not get angry at Feng Qingchen. All her attention was focused on the eighth prince who was crying and almost out of breath.
She knew she had done something wrong, but her son was suffering and she really couldn't remain indifferent.
"Eight, don't be afraid, mother is here, mother is here, mother is here, mother will accompany you." Concubine Xie was lying on the ground, clenching her fists, and her palms were gradually bleeding.
"Quickly, help the queen down." The emperor was afraid that there would be trouble during the treatment, so he quickly asked the palace attendants to take Concubine Xie away.
However, Concubine Xie refused to leave. She repeatedly promised that she would not lose her composure again.
The emperor was impatient with her, gave her a warning look and ignored her.
At this time, no one had time to care about Concubine Xie. Guo Baoji had already begun to treat her. He took out five golden needles of different lengths and thicknesses and quickly placed them to protect the eighth prince's heart veins.
Feng Qingchen hugged the eighth prince tightly and refused to let him move.
The golden needle could only save the Eighth Prince from death, but it could not guarantee that the Eighth Prince would not be in pain. Although the Eighth Prince's painful cries gradually stopped, everyone knew that this was not because the pain had decreased, but because the Eighth Prince had no strength to cry anymore.
The Eighth Prince's face also turned pale from the abnormal flush before. The Valley Master frowned slightly, stepped forward to check the Eighth Prince's pulse, and then checked his mouth. He turned to Guo Baoji and gestured,
Let him hurry up.
This child is too weak and may not be able to withstand the pain of a Gu insect attack.
Guo Baoji shook his head and gently pinched the tail of the needle. The tail of the needle buzzed and vibrated at a speed of tens of thousands per second.
As soon as the golden needle moved, the eighth prince's hands and feet became stronger. No matter how ignorant Feng Qingchen was, he knew that Guo Baoji's skill with needles was no less superb than that of Chi Lianshui.
As the golden needle trembled, the Eighth Prince's cry became more and more powerful. The Valley Master nodded slightly, indicating that the Eighth Prince could hold on.
Huh... The Eighth Prince can't die. Everyone was relieved, but in a second, everyone's hearts were raised again...