The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

At such a young age, how can he not only have superb strength, but also have superb medical skills?

Medical skills are different from cultivation in that they need long-term accumulation and precipitation before they can be improved.

So when Lin Yuan said that he wanted to see a doctor for King Qin Xiang, Qin Zhimu just thanked him casually and didn't pay much attention to it.

But now when Lin Yuan mentioned this matter again, Qin Zhimu only remembered it.

Even though Lin Yuan had created the impossible countless times, she still felt that King Qin Xiang's condition had nothing to do with him.

But she trusted Lin Yuan, since he asked for it several times, it's not impossible to give it a try.

After all, talk is better than nothing.

"I really forgot, but since Mr. Lin is so caring, let's give it a try. I believe in your character, and the emperor will definitely not refuse your kindness."

Qin Zhimu led Lin Yuan to King Qin Xiang's bedroom.

The two walked and chatted, and before they knew it, they came to a magnificent hall.

"Here is the Qianqing Palace where my father lives every day."

Qin Zhimu opened the mouth and said, her tone was slightly nervous, as if meeting her parents with her crush.

"I told my father before that at this point, he should be waiting for us in the South Study."

"Well, let's go." Lin Yuan's expression remained calm as he was about to meet the emperor of a dynasty.

Qianqing Palace, South Study Room.

The eunuch standing at the door of the South Study Room saw Qin Zhimu leading Lin Yuan coming, and immediately turned back into the hall and reported to King Qin Xiang.

The two waited at the door for a while, and the eunuch reported back and bowed to invite the two into the hall.

Qin Zhimu was in front, followed by Lin Yuan, and the two walked together and entered the South Study Room.

Although the south study room is the usual living place of King Qin Xiang, it is much larger than ordinary rooms.

The height is also two or three stories high, and the interior decoration is even more magnificent.

As soon as Lin Yuan entered the study, he heard a violent cough.

He looked up again, and saw King Qin Xiang leaning on the white jade dragon couch.

A pair of brows, then frowned.

On the dragon couch, King Qin Xiang's complexion was dry and dark yellow, and his hair was so white that it turned yellow.

His complexion was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.

Not only does he not look like an emperor, but he looks like a dying old man.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing the two of them coming in, King Qin Xiang was about to get up to greet them when he coughed violently again.

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Chapter 73 Diagnosis of Pulse

"Father!"

Seeing King Qin Xiang's appearance as if he was about to cough out his lungs, Qin Zhimu hurried forward and patted him on the back.

"Father, lie down and rest quickly, don't start to worry yourself again."

"This level...it's okay, it's okay."

King Qin Xiang waved his hands weakly, raised his extremely cloudy eyes, and looked at Lin Yuan.

"Mu'er, this young man, cough, cough...is the Lin Yuan you mentioned, right?"

Before Qin Zhimu could answer, Lin Yuan took a step forward, bowed and cupped his hands.

"A disciple of the Qing sect, Lin Yuan, pays homage to the emperor."

Lin Yuan added the prefix of disciple of Qingmen to his name.

He has already regarded himself as a monk of the Great Qin Dynasty in the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, it really is a hero born a boy."

秦襄王面露惊叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6，微笑道。

"A few days ago, when I heard Mu'er talk about you, I felt attached to you. When I saw you today, I really knew what she said was true."

"At such a young age, with a difference of four levels, he completely defeated the inner disciples of the Qing sect, and he was able to fight against a third-level monster alone."

King Qin Xiang's voice was extremely hoarse. After taking a few breaths, he continued:

"Since my reign, I have never met a young monk who is as amazing and talented as you."

"You are enough to be called the future pillar of my great Qin imperial family."

"Father is right."

Hearing that Lin Yuan was approved by his father, Qin Zhimu was also extremely happy.

"I believe that as long as Mr. Lin is given enough time, he will definitely make Qin Chao famous in Taixuan Sanctuary!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at King Qin Xiang.

"In fact, Mr. Lin is not only talented in cultivation, but also very accomplished in medical skills."

As soon as Qin Zhimu finished speaking, King Qin Xiang was astonished as if caught off guard.

The two cloudy eyes that were scanning Lin Yuan also seemed to become a lot more energetic in an instant, and then quickly backed away in surprise.

This sudden abnormal change was keenly captured by Lin Yuan, and he frowned slightly.

"Mr. Lin has mentioned to me several times that he wants to help the father see a doctor."

Qin Zhimu didn't notice the abnormal behavior of his father, and continued to ask King Qin Xiang:

"It just so happens that today he came to the palace to pay respects to his father, why not take this opportunity and let him have a try?"

"I didn't expect you to still study medical skills at such a young age?"

秦襄王打量着林渊，脸上的惊叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6更甚。

"I have always believed in Mu'er's vision. Since you are someone he values, then I can trust you as well."

With Qin Zhimu's support, King Qin Xiang lay on the dragon couch again.

"Just let go of your hands and feet, and I will fully cooperate."

"It's just that I want to tell you first that even all the imperial doctors in the palace couldn't find out the cause of my disease, let alone cure it."

秦襄王唉叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6一声，继续道：

"I know that I am terminally ill, and time is short. If you are also helpless, I will not blame you."

“父皇……”听到秦襄王嗟叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6自己时日无多，秦芷沐心中一痛。

"Mu'er, life and death are fateful, so don't mourn for my heart."

King Qin Xiang closed his eyes helplessly, his hoarse voice was full of unwillingness and regret.

"It's just a pain for you. Two years later, you will be married to another country. Why...why are you born in the emperor's family..."

King Qin Xiang's words made Qin Zhimu want to cry.

"The emperor's auspicious people have their own aura, and I believe that they will be able to turn the crisis into safety."

Lin Yuan stepped forward while talking.

"The program of medicine is to look, hear, ask and cut four characters."

He approached the dragon couch and came to the side of King Qin Xiang.

"Just now I observed that the emperor's face is sallow, his eyes are dull, and his breath is sluggish. It must be caused by the deficiency of Qi and blood in the internal organs."

"But I haven't observed the pulse, and the specific reason is still unclear. Therefore, I need to diagnose the emperor's pulse first."

"Hehe, you have the same judgment as my imperial physicians before you have a pulse diagnosis. It seems that your medical skills are indeed extraordinary."

King Qin Xiang sighed with a smile and first said; Yu, Qun*9? 8EUR0? 2ュ[email protected]? 8ヘ5? 6, then stretched out his hand and placed it on the edge of the dragon couch, so that Lin Yuan could diagnose the pulse.

"It's nothing. If I don't even have this basic skill, I wouldn't have the courage to treat the emperor personally."

Lin Yuan is very humble.

After finishing speaking, he sat on the side of the couch, stretched out his right hand, and pressed the Cunguanchi on the radius of King Qin Xiang's wrist, and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Qin Zhimu subconsciously covered his mouth, held his breath, and stared at Lin Yuan silently.

She had no confidence in Lin Yuan's medical skills, after all, he was too young.

But after listening to his explanation of extremely professional terms just now, she seemed to have an illusion that perhaps he could really diagnose something.

The whole hall fell silent, so quiet that only the beating of the heart could be heard.

Qin Zhimu has been observing Lin Yuan's reaction, and found that the moment he put his finger on King Qin Xiang's wrist, his brows were furrowed.

This shows that the situation of King Qin Xiang is very pessimistic.

After a brief silence, Lin Yuan withdrew his right hand.

"Mr. Lin, may I ask Father..." Qin Zhimu asked anxiously.

But before she finished speaking, Lin Yuan immediately shook his head, motioning her to keep quiet.

And the expression on his face looked very serious.

Then, he asked King Qin Xiang to change his other hand and continue to diagnose the pulse.

But this time it didn't take as long as the first time, so Lin Yuan withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Lin, how is the situation?" Qin Zhimu asked eagerly.

"It's okay for you to speak up about the situation, and you don't have to worry about it." King Qin Xiang followed suit.

"The pulse condition is always late and counting, sometimes floating and sometimes sinking, sometimes tight and sometimes astringent. I have never heard of such a pulse condition."

Lin Yuan's expression was extremely complicated. After thinking for a while in silence, he continued.

"According to common sense, it is impossible for a normal human body to have such a chaotic pulse."

"Perhaps, this is the reason why the imperial physicians in the palace were unable to diagnose the cause."

Lin Yuan's answer disappointed Qin Zhimu's hard-won expectations.

But this is also normal, after all, there are so many court doctors, none of them can diagnose the cause of King Qin Xiang.

He has done his best to be able to do this.

The expression on King Qin Xiang's face remained unchanged, as if he had expected this result a long time ago.

He was well aware of his own situation, so many imperial doctors had returned without success, let alone such a young Lin Yuan.

"But it didn't end there."

Lin Yuan's turning point made Qin Zhimu and King Qin Xiang look at him at the same time.

"I have learned a kind of unique secret technique, which can control spiritual power, and walk and explore in other people's body meridians and limbs."

"Through the feedback of the circulation of spiritual power, we may be able to find out the reason why the emperor's pulse is so disordered."

"Oh? There is such a profound medical secret in this world?"

After listening to Lin Yuan's introduction, King Qin Xiang showed a little more interest and surprise on his face.

"I don't know who taught you?" He asked Lin Yuan: "This kind of existence, even if it is called a medical saint, is not an exaggeration."

"It's my deceased mother-in-law."

Lin Yuan stood up from the couch, his gaze was like a knife, and he looked at King Qin Xiang.

"emperor……"

"Next, please cooperate with me."