Feng Qingchen was startled, but the smile on her face did not change. She just thought to herself that Prince Su was really an old fox. If she had to be more timid, she would probably be scared to death.
Don't be surprised when you're surprised, don't be surprised when you're favored or humiliated!
Prince Su nodded, slowly retracted his attention, and said at the same time: "I heard that your medical skills are good, so come over and show me. This toothache has tortured me for more than 20 years. If it weren't for this toothache, I would say
I won’t go back to Beijing for anything.”
Prince Su's tone was full of regret and unwillingness.
"call……"
Feng Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she understood that treating the leaders seemed noble but was actually a dangerous job, she had never thought about it being so dangerous.
If she showed any problem today, she would probably get blood splattered on the spot immediately.
It would be easier for Prince Su to kill her than to crush an ant.
Because she was close to Prince Su for inspection, and Prince Su was on guard against her, she did not dare to make any movement at all, so the smart medical kit was absolutely unusable and she could only rely on symptoms and experience.
Since it was a toothache, of course it was necessary to look into the mouth. Feng Qingchen said bluntly: "My lord, could you please bring me a small bronze mirror, a bowl of strong wine, a pair of chopsticks, and preferably a luminous pearl for lighting."
"Go get it." Prince Su was confused, but did not ask what it was for. He waited for Feng Qingchen to explain, but Feng Qingchen stood there with no intention of explaining.
It was probably the first time for Prince Su to meet a doctor like Feng Qingchen, and his eyes widened.
Feng Qingchen knew it, but just pretended not to notice it. She lowered her head to look at the tips of her shoes. Wang Jinling picked up the teacup and sipped lightly, hiding the smile in her eyes.
Feng Qingchen has never been a person who swallowed his losses.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years, but Feng Qingchen took revenge as soon as he got the chance.
Feng Qingchen was waiting for someone to deliver something. The emperor in the palace had just received news that Feng Qingchen was in Prince Su.
The emperor frowned, a touch of warm anger flashed in his eyes, and his hands clenched into fists.
Prince Su's toothache doesn't just happen overnight. Feng Qingchen won't go away sooner or later. Does anyone need to explain the purpose of going there at this time?
"Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu, you forced me to do this. In this case, don't blame me for killing the chicken and showing it to the monkey."
"Come here." The emperor stood up. "Go and announce the affairs of Zuo Xiang Taihe Hall."
After saying that, he strode away quickly.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
The Nine Emperors Uncle was in the Heavenly Prison and couldn't sleep because of the strong fragrance, so everyone in the Imperial City had to accompany him obediently.
The servants brought the things over, and Feng Qingchen waved to Wang Jinling to come and help: "Take the bronze mirror and stand still."
Putting the bronze mirror to Prince Su's mouth, Feng Qingchen soaked the chopsticks in the strong wine and signaled Prince Su to open his mouth. The imperial physician who was accustomed to Prince Su's inspection was quite cooperative.
Feng Qingchen held the Night Pearl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand. He looked a bit funny, but Feng Qingchen had a serious face.
Rigorous, professional, and full of presence, everyone dare not look down upon him.
Prince Su opened his mouth, Feng Qingchen adjusted the position of the bronze mirror in Wang Jinling's hand, shook it with the luminous pearl, and found...
The bronze mirror reflected everything in Prince Su's mouth.
Prince Su thought to himself: "It's a bit clever."
Feng Qingchen, however, had no intention of caring about Prince Su. He looked at Prince Su's left upper and lower teeth, eight of which had been pulled out in total, and his brows tightened unconsciously.
In ancient times, when teeth were extracted, the pain nerves were not sealed. If the teeth were pulled out like this, not only the pain would be a problem, but the wound management would also be a problem.
The teeth were extracted, leaving only blood holes there. The teeth that were extracted earlier were fine and almost recovered, but the teeth that were extracted recently still had blood clots there, and the gums were even more red and swollen.
"Your Majesty, when Qingchen asks you if it hurts, please answer truthfully." She was really afraid that Prince Su would pretend to be tough and not even groan in pain.
"Yeah." This time, Prince Su was very cooperative, probably out of fear.
Feng Qingchen took the chopsticks and knocked all his upper and lower teeth. Prince Su immediately said it hurt. It seemed that every tooth hurt.
After beating in a circle like this, Feng Qingchen's hands were sore.
She must know that bamboo chopsticks are weak, so she must use her strength to ensure that she hits it accurately.
However, she saw that every tooth of Prince Su was in good condition. According to Prince Su's method of pain, not every tooth would have to be extracted.
This is of course impossible. Although Feng Qingchen is not a dentist, he also understands that toothache is not this kind of pain.
"Okay." Feng Qingchen signaled to Prince Su to shut up, and Wang Jinling no longer had to hold the bronze mirror. He returned the night pearl to Prince Su's palace. Feng Qingchen stopped talking and just stood there in deep thought.
No one dared to disturb her.
Feng Qingchen thought about what he had just checked, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward again: "Your Majesty, please try pressing your left cheek."
She basically made a judgment, but she didn't dare to say it, because if she said it, she would overturn all the previous doctor's diagnosis, which is a taboo thing.
"Reason?" It's a pity that Prince Su is not a man who is prone to mischief.
Feng Qingchen's brows knitted. She must have offended so many people with her words, and most importantly, how many people she would kill.
well……
"Qingchen, just say it's okay, the prince will not blame you." Wang Jinling nodded comfortingly towards Feng Qingchen.
"Tell me, little girl, don't play tricks in front of me." It was about his condition, how could Prince Su not be worried.
Knowing that it was unavoidable, Feng Qingchen expressed his judgment: "Your Majesty, Qingchen suspects that Your Majesty does not have a toothache, but a facial pain."
In Western medicine, facial pain is also called trigeminal neuralgia, which is a severe paroxysmal neuralgia that occurs in the distribution area of the trigeminal nerve on the face.
It is easily confused with toothache and is often misdiagnosed in modern times, let alone ancient times.
Besides, Prince Su kept complaining that he had a toothache, but he never thought about it (5).
"What did you say?" Prince Su's face sank, full of murderous intent.
Feng Qingchen knew that the result would be like this, but he still stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Qingchen is 70% sure. Your Majesty, you can try to gently press your fingertips on your cheek to see if the pain gets worse."
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Face pain is also known as the worst pain in the world. When it occurs, it can make people faint from pain. Prince Su is really a tough guy. When his face pain attacks, he can still talk and laugh freely.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's appearance, Prince Su was doubtful and stretched out his finger to press it.
"Hiss..." Prince Su gasped in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.
"My face hurts. It's really my face that hurts." Prince Su pressed a few more points, and his face became even more ugly.
At this time, there was no room for him not to believe Feng Qingchen. The facts were before his eyes. Although it hurt to knock his teeth, the pain did not get worse.
Just press the cheek... and the contrast will come out.
Prince Su always thought it was a toothache and never thought about the problem of face pain. In his mind, how could his face hurt? Even if he covered his face, he would be covering the whole face and not focusing on one point.
"Quack doctors, quack doctors, quack doctors harm people, come here, drag out those quack doctors and kill them." Prince Su's face hurt, and his anger became even worse. He slapped the table and stood up.
The room was still the same room, but it seemed much smaller because Prince Su was standing there. Feng Qingchen was even more frightened and stepped back repeatedly. Seeing that Prince Su was burning with anger, she had to stand in front of him...