After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

After asking this question, Lu Yuan didn't give Lu Zhaoyan a chance to answer. His eyes turned dark and he fell towards Lu Zhaoyan.

The master from the imperial palace guarding the main entrance heard the sound of his ears moving, pushed the door open, and raised his palm to slap Lu Yuan.

Obviously, he took Lu Yuan's sudden fall as an attack on the prince.

"Don't hurt anyone!"

Lu Zhaoyan spoke.

Da Nei Gao turned his wrist and pressed the back of his hand against Lu Yuan's chest, deflecting most of the force back into his own body.

At the same time, he stretched out his other hand and caught Lu Yuan who fell to the ground.

Lu Zhaoyan looked at Lu Yuan with a complicated expression and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

The master of the palace felt Lu Yuan's breath, listened to Lu Yuan's heartbeat, and pinched Lu Yuan's bones: "He is not injured, he seems to have fainted."

Lu Zhaoyan asked again: "Are you poisoned?"

The imperial guard looked at Lu Yuan's nails and said, "No, it doesn't look like that. However, I am not proficient in the art of medicine and poison, so I am afraid there may be some omissions."

"Your Highness! Your Highness! What happened?"

When Manager Jia saw the imperial guards breaking in through the door, he hurried over to see what was going on, and saw Lu Yuan falling into the arms of the guards.

He asked incredulously: "This is..."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered this guy to be killed?

Good, good kill.

Lu Zhaoyan ordered calmly: "Call the palace doctor."

"Hey, I'm going to throw him away... huh?" Steward Jia came to his senses and looked at Lu Zhaoyan in shock, "Call, call, call, call the palace doctor? Your Highness, are you injured?"

Lu Zhaoyan said in a dignified manner, "Manager Jia, you talk too much today."

Manager Jia's face changed. "I have spoken out of turn! I will call the palace doctor right away!"

It's strange to say, after serving His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for many years, he has never seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince get angry with anyone. Even if he found out that his servants were pretending to obey him but actually disobeyed him, he would just make a light statement and expose it.

But it is precisely this prince who always gives him an invisible majesty.

Manager Jia went there in a hurry.

Lu Zhaoyan asked the master of the inner chamber to place Lu Yuan on the rattan chair where he usually took naps.

"Go and guard outside."

"Yes."

The imperial master left the study.

As Steward Jia was about to go in with the court physician, the imperial guard raised his hand to stop him: "Your Highness has only summoned the court physician."

Manager Jia glared at him and walked down the stairs unwillingly.

After the court doctor entered the study, he bowed to Lu Zhaoyan and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Lu Zhaoyan signaled Lu Yuan with his eyes.

The court doctor understood, put down the medicine box, and stepped forward to take Lu Yuan's pulse.

After taking the pulse, the court doctor frowned and turned to Lu Zhaoyan and reported: "Your Highness, I need to undress this young master and examine him."

Lu Zhaoyan nodded.

The court doctor undressed Lu Yuan and checked him for any skin injuries or signs of poisoning.

Although the court doctor did not know Lu Yuan, since the other party could be in the prince's study and lying in the place where the prince took a nap, his identity must be unusual.

After a careful examination, a quarter of an hour had passed. The court doctor raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

You can see that he put a lot of effort into it.

"How is it?"

Lu Zhaoyan asked.

The palace doctor bowed and panted slightly, saying, "Your Highness, this young master is fine for now, he just fainted due to overwork."

"You said he fell asleep in front of me?"

"This... although it sounds a bit exaggerated, it is indeed the case. This young master's pulse shows no signs of internal injuries or poisoning, nor is it a sudden and intractable disease. It's just..."

"But it doesn't matter."

"This young man has many old injuries on his body, and his hand bones seem to have been broken."

The court physician has been a doctor for many years. His medical skills are not inferior to those of the imperial physician. When he felt Lu Yuan's bones, he could feel extremely fine bone calluses.

Generally speaking, callus will only form at the broken bone, and will gradually disappear as the affected area heals.

Even an inexperienced old doctor would not be able to feel the bone callus of this young man.

It just so happened that the court physician had been a doctor in a military camp and was well versed in treating external injuries.

"My humble guess is that this young master has broken his hand bones... and more than once."

Repeated interruptions and repeated scabbing may even cause a slight permanent dislocation, which leads to indelible bone callus residue.

This situation is very rare.

Lu Zhaoyan's complicated gaze fell on Lu Yuan's face again.

Looking at his carefree and unrestrained appearance, one would never guess that he had ever suffered such hardships.

It keeps breaking, is it because it fell or was it interrupted maliciously?

"When did it break?"

Lu Zhaoyan asked.

The court doctor said hesitantly, "This... I'm sorry that my medical skills are limited and I can't give an accurate conclusion. But based on my many years of medical experience, this young man was still very young when he was injured."

Still young... Lu Zhaoyan frowned.

Whoever this person was, he had suffered repeated broken bones at a young age.

"also."

The court physician noticed that the Crown Prince did not look well and hesitated whether to say the next words.

Lu Zhaoyan motioned for him to continue.

The court doctor handed a medicine bottle found on Lu Yuan to Lu Zhaoyan and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this contains the Nine Flame Pill. The Nine Flame Pill was first produced in Wushan and is used to treat frostbite."

"He's got frostbite?"

Lu Zhaoyan looked at the sunlight outside the house and said, "It's March."

The palace doctor said: "This is not an ordinary Nine Flame Pill, but a Nine Flame Pill with red Ganoderma Lucidum added, which is specially used to treat cold symptoms."

"You mean, he has a cold?"

Lu Zhaoyan frowned even more tightly.

Not only is he injured all over, he's also suffering from a cold. How did this kid grow up?

The palace doctor added: "However, perhaps because of the Nine Flame Pills he took, the cold symptoms in his body are almost cured."

Lu Zhaoyan said: "Almost, that means it's not completely healed yet?"

How could the court doctor dare to say anything so confident?

If he had recovered, he would not carry the Nine Flame Pill with him at all times.

But his pulse condition could hardly diagnose a cold.

Could it be that he was pretending to be sick to win the prince's sympathy?

This prince appears to be kind-hearted, and he is actually quite kind-hearted.

But although he is kind, the prince is not stupid.

Will the prince buy into your scheming in front of him?

"Go get a prescription."

Lu Zhaoyan ordered calmly.

The court doctor was thinking about it, and he blurted out subconsciously: "Kill him with medicine?"

Lu Zhaoyan glanced at him speechlessly.

The court doctor wanted to slap himself twice. He was distracted in front of the prince. He deserved to die.

"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat and bowed, "I will write a prescription for calming the nerves and replenishing the qi. In addition, I have something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not."

Lu Zhaoyan said: "Speak."

The court doctor said earnestly, "As the saying goes, 'the mind is at ease and desires are few, the heart is at peace and fearless, the body is tired but not exhausted, and the qi is flowing smoothly.' This young man must not work too hard or worry too much, otherwise no matter how many prescriptions you take, it will be in vain."

"Overthinking?"

Lu Zhaoyan really didn't understand why a person who seemed to be living a life of luxury would suffer from so many injuries, colds, hard work, and worries?

What kind of life did this kid live in the past?