"The doctor is here, here he is, get out of the way!"
Musi almost dragged the person by his collar.
The old imperial doctor was panting, and Musi forced him to run all the way, almost losing his breath!
When he saw Bei Chenyan's cold-faced expression, he quickly knelt down and said, "Goodbye..."
But before the word "see" could be uttered, Bei Chenyan grabbed him and dragged her to Ling Xiyue's bedside like a gust of wind, "Quickly show the queen what's going on, how could she suddenly faint for no reason.
"
That expression of a storm approaching: People are like this, why do they need to pray!
The head of the old hospital was caught with a confused look on his face. He turned to Ling Xiyue's bedside and hurriedly handed over his hands: "Yes, yes, I'll see, I'll see. Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. Let's see."
Weichen, take a look, take a look..." xdw8
Bei Chenyan looked at the old imperial doctor's slow and unhurried manner, and kept controlling himself to take a deep breath, take a deep breath...
He was really afraid that if he couldn't help it, if he drank a little loudly, the old man's life would be gone.
"Sir, please take a look, what's wrong with my young lady!" Qiulan came over and urged her quickly, but Musi grabbed her by the back of her collar and dragged her aside, giving her a "be quiet" look.
"Your Majesty, please give way first, give way." The old imperial doctor waved his hand awkwardly and signaled, "The minister needs to check his pulse first."
Only then did Bei Chenyan realize that he had caught Ling Xiyue's hand again, so he quickly put it down, frowned and stepped aside.
The old imperial doctor trembled slightly, took out a piece of white silk from the medicine box, spread it on Ling Xiyue's exposed white wrist, and then put his hand down.
As soon as he put his hand on it, before he could steady it, Bei Chenyan's urging voice sounded in his ears: "How?"
The old imperial doctor: "..."
The old man's expression made him cry.
"Your Majesty, don't be impatient. Just in case something is wrong, let the imperial doctor take a closer look." Mu Xi looked at Bei Chenyan's serious expression and came to his side and said respectfully, "The empress has her own destiny.
What's the matter?"
While giving the old imperial doctor a look that said, "Don't panic, keep reading."
Beichenyan's lips pursed into a cold straight line, and were slightly white, as if they were covered with a layer of pale glaze.
The old imperial doctor gave Musi a look of gratitude, and then he settled down to diagnose and treat her.
"Tsk..." The old imperial doctor checked the pulse with one hand and smoothed his beard with the other.
The brows were suddenly wrinkled, smooth, startled, happy, depressed, and condensed, so wonderful... Bei Chenyan's expression also followed the ups and downs of the old imperial doctor's face, changing and changing.
Maybe ten seconds? Maybe less. He still couldn't hold it back and asked, "What's Yue'er's pulse like? Do you have any concerns?"
Qiulan stretched her neck, holding back her doubts and being extremely anxious: Tell me, you want to cry but can't cry, want to laugh but twitch but don't laugh, what kind of expressions are there, do you want to scare people to death!
"This, this..." The old imperial doctor opened his lips slightly.
Under the intense gaze of Bei Chenyan, the old imperial doctor said, "The Queen's pulse condition is simply unheard of, unheard of." He continued to say, "I have never seen such a mysterious pulse condition in my whole life."
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Because of Ling Xiyue's strange pulse condition, the old imperial doctor was so shocked that he temporarily forgot to mention another pulse condition that existed at the same time.
Bei Chenyan's heart pounded loudly, "What is a secret? Tell me clearly, good or bad!"
A deep uneasiness lingered between the man's frown.