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Shu Dianhe, who was resting, heard Xuancheng beside him suddenly exclaim: "Brother Huang? When did you come in?" His eyelids twitched.

"It was just a moment ago. I heard from my left companion that you were back, so I came in." A thick and magnetic male voice followed up: "Is this the magic doctor you brought back?" There was clearly doubt in the tone.

Immediately, Shu Dianhe felt a sharp gaze directly on his body, and looked him up and down.

"Hush!" Xuancheng said, "Let's not talk here." Two footsteps, one heavy and one light, gradually walked away.

Shu Dianhe took a shallow breath of benzoin, and sank into more careful pulse detection.

Before the prince came in, he had already known from Zuo Huai that the genius doctor was very young, but when he went in and saw it, he was still shocked.

Whenever the word "miracle doctor" is mentioned, the first thing that comes to anyone's mind is the image of a white-haired old man who is immortal and independent, and the Shu Dianhe in front of him is not only far from such an image, but also afraid They have not yet reached the weak crown.

The prince had to doubt whether his medical skills were reliable.

Just now in the hall, Xuancheng was afraid that the conversation between the two of them would affect Shu Dianhe's diagnosis and treatment, so he pulled the prince out of the hall.She knew that the prince would have exactly the same doubts as Zhao Yuanqiao after seeing Shu Dianhe, so she explained the explanation to Zhao Yuanqiao to the prince again, and Zuo Huai was also listening.

After she finished explaining, the prince and Zuo Huai fell silent at the same time.The prince stroked his chin, which had just grown a stubble, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

"During the time I've been out, Father has been like this?" Xuan Cheng pursed his lips, and talked about the things he cared about.

The crown prince sighed and nodded: "Father's condition fluctuates from good to bad, and the imperial doctor is helpless. He can only maintain the current state. This is already considered good. I'm afraid..." He didn't say anything Go down, Xuancheng also understands.

"It's not the way to go on like this. The country cannot live without a king, not to mention that the father has been in a coma for so long." Xuancheng tested his brother's opinion: "It's better to let this surnamed Shu try first, if it doesn't work, then think about it He can do it?"

"That's the only way to do it right now." The prince let go, and he was already planning to make preparations for both ends.

An important decision was made, and the tension in everyone's hearts was relieved.

"However, I'm just curious. What is the reason for the imperial sister to trust her now?" The prince stared at Xuancheng's face with deep meaning, not letting go of any subtle changes in her.

The prince knows his sister well, but he knows that his sister looks carefree, but she is not stupid, she has a shrewd heart.With his sister's attitude, it was clear that he believed in the other party. If it wasn't for what the other party did, how could his sister be willing to take such a big risk?

Xuancheng's cheeks turned suspiciously bright red, he raised his head, and was facing the prince with a joking look on his face, and said without confidence: "It's easy to believe, isn't it?"

She remembered the conversation she had with Feng Huanlin before.At that time, time was tight and she couldn't allow her to think otherwise.Now calm down and think carefully, Shu Dianhe is indeed too young.Before inviting him here, I had only seen him twice, and it was not a very pleasant side.

So what made me believe that the other party must have the ability to cure my father?

Was it his master who guaranteed the ticket for him?Or is it his unique maturity and stability that doesn't match his age?

Xuancheng leaned towards the latter, and Shu Dianhe's appearance appeared in his mind.There seems to be a magic power coming from nowhere in this person, people will involuntarily trust him when they see him.

But intuition is unreliable, so how should she explain it to her imperial brother?

Her tangled expression fell into the eyes of the prince, but it meant something else.

"Speaking of which, it's time for the imperial sister to get married. I just look at that little doctor with a dignified appearance and a graceful demeanor. Even among my aristocratic sons and daughters in Kyoto, there are not many who can match her." The prince pretended to be surprised: "The emperor My sister wouldn't..." The implication was that her heart had sprouted.

"???" Xuancheng was about to refute, but the crown prince didn't give her this chance, and continued: "This palace is comparable to the two of you in terms of age and appearance. If he can heal father's body, it will It’s something to really think about.”

He looked at Zuo Huai who was standing by the side: "Partner Zuo, what do you think?"

"The prince is right. With the princess's beauty, what kind of man in the world is not worthy?" Zuo Huai said: "It's just that the other party's status is low, and the emperor may not agree."

"That's a problem." The prince frowned: "But as long as the imperial sister likes it, I will definitely try my best to win this son-in-law for the imperial sister in front of the emperor."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Xuancheng saw the two of them singing together, dragging the topic further and further away, and quickly interrupted their imaginations, saying: "When did this princess say that she was going to marry? I won't marry, I will marry you." To stay by father and brother's side forever!"

After finishing speaking, he walked into the bedroom in a huff, the crown prince and Zuo Huai looked at each other and smiled, obviously trying to tease Xuancheng on purpose.

When Xuancheng, Prince and Zuo Huai returned to the dragon bed, it happened that Shu Dianhe finished his pulse detection, opened his eyes and withdrew his hand.

Xuancheng stepped forward and asked impatiently: "How is my father?"

Shu Dianhe was not in a hurry to answer Xuancheng's question, he got up and bowed to the prince standing behind him, and said: "Caomin just concentrated on diagnosing the emperor's pulse, and has no time to salute the prince, please forgive him."

The prince stretched out his hand and supported him out of emptiness: "There is a reason for the incident, so it's okay." I was surprised that a commoner on the other side saw him so calmly and politely.

After Shu Dian was forgiven, he said to Xuan Cheng, "Can the grassroots see the scabies on the emperor's back?"

Xuancheng asked his elder brother with his eyes, got his consent, and said to Zuo Huai: "Then let him take a look."

"No." Zuo Huai stepped forward in response, and whispered a few words in the emperor's ear.

The emperor did not know when he woke up, quietly listening to the conversation of the few people in front of him, but because of dizziness, he couldn't open his eyes, let alone speak.Only the old man Zuo Huai, who had been with the emperor for more than ten years, was aware of every detail and had already noticed it.

The emperor nodded, Zuo Huai put down his whisk, lifted the quilt on the emperor, carefully turned the emperor to his side, with his back to Shu Dianhe, Xuancheng stepped forward to help.The sick old man groaned, while Zuo Huai's movements were more gentle.

After lifting off the emperor's pajamas, the sores on the emperor's back and shoulders were exposed to everyone.

This malignant sore is about the size of a fist, shaped like a small bag, and grows under the skin. It is caused by infection and obstruction of pus.

Shu Dian pressed his fingers on the skin around the sore, there seemed to be fluctuations in the sore, and he said clearly: "The sore on the emperor's back has matured, the skin must be opened to draw out the pus, otherwise the disease will not go away. , endless troubles."

What she said was not only explaining to the prince and the others, but also asking them what to do next.

The crown prince frowned, and asked: "Doctor Shu, is there no other way but to push it away?" The dragon body is cautious, how can it be easily broken?This is also the reason why the imperial doctor knew what to do, but did not dare to speak casually.

"This is the root cause of the disease and must be removed." Shu Dianhe shook his head: "A malignant sore is originally a minor illness, but the emperor's body has been suffering from excess yang and yin deficiency, blood energy imbalance, and the loss is too great. If it continues, the dragon's body may be damaged. "

Her words are extremely reserved, but it does not prevent the listener from understanding the meaning.

The prince and Xuancheng looked at each other, unable to make a decision for a while.Shu Dianhe is not in a hurry, waiting for them to consider.

Among the people present, the status was the highest. At this moment, the old man lying on the dragon bed made a hoarse voice and muttered something.

Zuo Huai leaned over, listened carefully, and said, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

The old man muttered again, this time Zuo Huai heard it clearly: "The emperor said, pick."

A bowl of Mabosan, a row of silver needles, a sharp doctor's knife, a candle, a bundle of clean cloth, and a pot of boiling hot water are all the tools needed for Shu Dian He.

Xuancheng was kicked out, and besides the patient and the doctor, only the worried prince and Zuo Huai were left in the room.

Zuo Huai first waited for the emperor to drink the Mafeisan, and then according to Shu Dianhe's instructions, put the emperor in a prone position with his back exposed.

Shu Dianhe pinched his fingers, counting the time required for Ma Feisan to perform.It was almost the same, she used a towel wet with hot water to wipe off the sweat and grease on the emperor's back, and carefully used silver needles around the sore to block the blood vessels, and at the same time, tested whether the emperor still felt.

Seeing that the emperor didn't respond, she held on to the doctor's knife and burned it in the flame of the candle for a moment.

The moment she stabbed the knife, the crown prince suddenly called her: "Doctor Shu, be careful!"

Shu Dianhe raised his head and saw that the prince, a bystander, was even more nervous than she and the patient. He was sweating profusely at this moment, and patiently comforted him: "Prince, don't worry." After speaking, he lowered the knife without hesitation.

The silver-white blade cut across the pustule, and the golden pus that had accumulated in the pustule for a long time rushed out, and the stench filled the entire hall in an instant, like the smell of piles of rotten cabbage, and like being knocked over in a secret room. A basket of rotten eggs.

The prince was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, but he had never seen such a scene before, he couldn't bear it for a long time, and ran out of the palace to vomit.Zuo Huai's face turned pale, and his body was trembling faintly, but he didn't dare to move.

The old man with his eyes closed frowned imperceptibly.

Only Shu Dian's face remained unchanged, and the pus was still pouring out continuously.She used a clean cloth in an orderly manner to wipe off the gushing pus.Come out a little, wipe a little, come out again, wipe again, a bundle of cloth is quickly used up, Zuo Huai sees this, and hastily summons someone to bring more.

She did not know how many times she repeated the action of wiping.When the pus in the sores finally drained away, there were piles of cloth around her feet...

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