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How come this guy is not only skinny and hunched, with a head full of white hair, but what is he wearing? It's full of patches and gray. Can you call it clothes? It's more like rags hanging on his body.

And this face, seventy-three years old?

Emperor Jingzhang thought he should be ninety-three years old.

Then there are those hands. Aren’t a doctor’s hands the most precious? But his hands have many cuts on them.

Emperor Jingzhang looked at Fang Xu.

Fang Xu's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to look at the person sitting on the dragon throne. If the emperor hadn't ordered that whoever had opened the imperial edict must be brought before him, Fang Xu would not have dared to bring such a person into the palace.

Not only was the old man skinny, he was also with a young girl. The girl was very pretty, with big eyes, a small waist, and skin so white that you could pinch water out of it.

The two of them standing together looked weird no matter how you looked at them, like a noble lady from an aristocratic family and a poor old beggar; there was no way that these two could be together.

The main thing that made him decide to bring the person into the palace was that the skinny old man said his name was Qiao Shun.

Who is Qiao Shun? He is a miracle doctor, the kind that is hard to find like a dragon.

Emperor Jingzhang: "Are you the Divine Doctor Qiao who revealed the imperial edict?"

"I'm not a miracle doctor. I just know some medical skills to make a living."

"Can you cure the prince's hand?"

"I need to see if it can be cured first."

Emperor Jingzhang's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Fang Xu with some suspicion.

Fang Xu laughed awkwardly, pointed at the girl behind Qiao Shun and introduced her: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this girl is the granddaughter of Doctor Qiao."

"He is also my apprentice and medicine boy." Qiao Shun raised his beard.

At this time, a young eunuch from the East Palace came running over in a hurry, swinging his thin legs.

During this period, he had been running here every day. Zhang Desheng was used to it. He walked out of the imperial study and asked: "What's wrong with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Is he in pain again?"

The young eunuch had a sad face and said, "Eunuch Zhang, the prince is not in as much pain as before, but he said that the wound on his arm is extremely uncomfortable, as if there are ants drilling in his bones. He must remove the gauze and scratch it, and the imperial doctors can't stop him."

The young eunuch's voice was anxious, and Emperor Jingzhang in the palace naturally heard it. He rubbed his eyebrows and stood up from the dragon chair: "Please trouble Doctor Qiao to accompany me to the East Palace."

Qiao Shun didn't follow him and went straight away, asking, "Your Majesty, the imperial edict says that if you can relieve the pain of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold. Now His Royal Highness the pain is not as bad as before, but the pain in his bones is indescribable. If I can relieve the pain of the Crown Prince, will the thousand taels of gold still count?"

The corners of Emperor Jingzhang's mouth twitched. He took a deep breath and looked at Fang Xu suspiciously again.

Fang Xu wished that a crack would appear on the floor tiles so that he could crawl into it.

"I am the Son of Heaven, my words are law and they are naturally binding!" Emperor Jingzhang flicked his sleeves and walked towards the East Palace.

Qiao Shun followed behind him and smiled at his granddaughter: "Girl, did you hear that? The emperor said it's still valid. When grandfather has money, I'll buy you two servings of meat. We can eat one and put the other aside!"

Emperor Jingzhang, who was walking in front, staggered and nearly fell. Zhang Desheng hurriedly supported him and thought, "Great Doctor Qiao, are you still a miracle doctor? Could you please stop saying such shocking things?"

"Your Majesty, we need to prepare a pair of golden needles." Qiao Shun also imitated the little eunuch, swinging his two thin legs and trotting to catch up with Emperor Jingzhang, who seemed to be unfamiliar with him.

Emperor Jingzhang turned to look at him and asked: "Doctor Qiao doesn't have golden needles?"

Qiao Shun chuckled and said, "Gold needles are expensive, common people can't afford them."

Emperor Jingzhang: “…”

Zhang Desheng hurriedly ordered someone to go to the Imperial Hospital to get the golden needle.

When the group arrived at the East Palace, the prince was holding a knife in his hand, waving it to drive them away while removing the gauze on his left arm.

He felt so uncomfortable, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his bones, and he wished he could chop off his arms immediately.

He can't stand it anymore!

The queen was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. She felt sorry for him and hated him for being ignorant: "Ji'er, be obedient and put the knife down. It will pass if you hold on, Ji'er."

He then ordered Doctor Fang: "Doctor Fang, this is not a solution. Quickly prescribe a dose of tranquilizer for the prince."

Doctor Fang and other imperial doctors were so anxious that they all had blisters on their mouths. They had been guarding day and night for the past three days and had not had a good night's sleep.

"Empress, it's not that I don't want to prescribe it. Your Highness has already taken too many tranquilizers in the past few days. Not only will it not have much effect if he takes more, it will also affect this area."

Doctor Fang pointed to himself and said he had a brain.

The queen's eyes went dark.

Doctor Fang thought to himself that it didn't really matter whether the prince drank the medicine or not, as it was just a matter of fifty steps or a hundred steps.

A circle of people knelt in the hall, and no one could persuade them.

"What are you doing? Put down the knife!" Emperor Jingzhang shouted.

When Ling Ji saw Emperor Jingzhang, he was so frightened that he dropped the knife in his hand with a bang and fell to his feet: "Father, I can't stand it anymore. It feels like there are thousands of ants gnawing at me in the cracks between my bones. It's too painful. Please kill me. I don't want to live anymore, father..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the prince!"

"I am so distressed, Father..."

Emperor Jingzhang glanced at Qiao Shun who followed him in with his eyes rolling around, pressed his eyebrows and said, "Forget it, let's try it out."

At this time, the golden needle was delivered.

Emperor Jingzhang gritted his teeth and said, "Dr. Qiao, please."

When Ling Ji saw a shriveled and slovenly old man appearing from behind his father, he immediately grabbed the knife on the ground and asked, "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"I am Qiao Shun, nicknamed Doctor Qiao, and I am here to check the injury on your hand."

When Doctor Fang saw Qiao Shun, his eyes lit up: "Your Highness, he, he is Doctor Qiao, Doctor Qiao, who knows the Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Needle. Please put the knife down, put it down."

Ling Ji saw the little girl behind Qiao Shun and pointed at her: "Who is she?"

"Granddaughter of Caomin, and also my only disciple."

"I don't believe you. I want her to cure me."

Emperor Jingzhang was almost seeing stars. This bastard, at this time, was still lusting after women: "Someone, hold the prince down!"

"No need." As Qiao Shun finished speaking, he stepped forward and grabbed Ling Ji's hand.

At the same time as Ling Ji's hand lost its strength and the knife fell to the ground, a golden needle had already been firmly inserted above the wound on his left arm.

"Your Highness, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Ah?" Ling Ji was at a loss.

Qiao Shun pointed at his left arm and said, "I want to ask if you feel better."

Ling Ji realized it later and moved his left arm, overjoyed: "Father, I don't feel so bad anymore. Mother, I'm much better."

Emperor Jingzhang was shocked when Qiao Shun gave him that injection.

If this person attacked him, would he have been able to dodge the needle just now?

The queen cried for joy.

Emperor Jingzhang: "How many needles do you need?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the prince's left arm was densely covered with thorns.

Emperor Jingzhang was shocked once again. The technique was too fast. He didn't know who was faster, Emperor Jingzhang or his secret guard Yin Yi.