Chapter 178 Salvation

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"...What, Mrs. Shen has found a way?" The book in Zhong Lin and Lu Jun's hands fell to the ground.

"Yes" the eunuch nodded, "I have gone to the Yihe Hall and asked the slave to send a message to the two gentlemen. There is no need to bother to read the medical dictionary."

Lu Jun and Zhong Lin, look at me, I look at you, and they all have a sudden feeling in a dream.

He thought he didn't sleep well and was dreaming. Lu Jun pinched himself hard. He pinched his teeth in pain, and he woke up in an instant. He grabbed Zhong Lin:

"Let's go and have a look!"

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Zhen Shiniang and the imperial doctors were in a stalemate face to face.

The surprisingly quietness in the Yihe Hall made Zhen Shiniang suddenly find that whether it was intentional or unintentional, the imperial doctors in the hall had formed a human wall, tightly blocking her way to the Seventh Prince's Bedroom Hall.

"...Lord!" Zhen Shiniang's voice was faint, but she was full of self-born prestige.

The imperial doctor shivered, and the person calmed down.

Despite Dr. Li's obstruction behind his back, he punched Zhen Shiniang, "Mrs. Shen doesn't know, we..." His voice trembled slightly, "I just got a joint chapter." Looking at Zhen Shiniang, there was a faint plea in her eyes.

Zhen Shi Niang's body was shocked.

So fast, have they already been on the joint memorial?

That is to say, if you really save the seventh prince today, these people, one by one, will have to be skinned even if they don't die!

No wonder the imperial doctor came to plead with him.

No wonder these people's hearts are so aligned, no one shouts, no one organizes, and they block their own way at the same time!

The royal family is not comparable to others. Once the seventh prince dies, as his chief eunterin-law, he will be killed if he can't do a good job. In history, the imperial doctor has been beaten, exiled, killed and destroyed the three clans. I remember that I read a story about the imperial doctor in my previous life, which Prolapse, the imperial doctor used the method of replenishing qi. Unexpectedly, a few days later, the old imperial concubine suddenly died. As a result, the emperor was furious, killed the imperial doctor, and copied the house and destroyed its three clans...

To encourage the imperial doctor to play together, just to get rid of the crime collectively, right?

Being disturbed by yourself becomes a collective suicide.

The idea flashed, and Zhen Shiniang was in a dilemma.

What should I do? What should I do?

Save, or not?

If you don't save it, the seventh prince will die. If you don't save it, it's not the work of a doctor.

Rescue, she sent these innocent people to the guilloin with her own hands.

She really can't do this kind of climbing up with the blood of her peers.

More importantly, she has become the public enemy of so many people at once. She doesn't want to fool around in the medical path in the future. After she dies, she doesn't want to invite a doctor when her children and grandchildren are sick!

It's only a few hours. Why are these people so impatient to join the name?

Zhen Shi Niang's head was buzzing.

God, don't be so naughty.

She came up with a way that came up easily.

"Mrs. Shen..." Chu Yu, who was white-haired, bowed to the ground, "The illness of the seventh prince... Yaoshi... has become invalid."

His hair is gray. He is not afraid of death. He is afraid of involving his family, isn't he?

Looking at Chu Yu, who almost knelt down for herself, Zhen Shinang's heart trembled. She nodded resolutely, "What the gentleman said is that the seventh prince's medicine stone has been ineffective..." The voice suddenly stopped, and a trace of inspiration crossed his mind. Zhen Shiniang's topic suddenly The patient can be unlucky to buy a shroud. If he is so co-known by everyone, he is unlucky. Maybe the seventh prince will live.

Unlucky?

Although it is a little far-fetched, it is a good way to solve the problem.

Everyone in the hall was moved.

"Long live, you may not be willing to believe it." Dr. Li silently shook his head at Dr. General and Chu Yu.

"...Do you have a better way to seal the mouth of everyone in this hall?" The doctor looked back at him.

His eyes swept at more than a dozen eunuch maids standing quietly in the corner of the hall, and Dr. Li flashed aside with everyone.

Brushed and wrote the prescription. The eunuch quickly boiled the medicine and poured it from the nose of the seventh prince spoon by spoon.

Everyone stood quietly by the bed and watched.

After two quarters of an hour, the seventh prince did not respond, and Zhen Shiniang's heart was hanging.

Isn't this the way?

It's useless at all!

Dr. Li, who surrounded one side in fear, breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and waved his hand to the people gathered behind him, "...Go out, go out, there's nothing to see."

"It's said that it can't be cured, but you have to try!" Someone in the crowd began to complain.

The air suddenly became light, and there was a false alarm, and everyone began to go out in twos and threes.

"...The seventh master's throat has moved." There was a little maid screaming.

It seemed that he had been clicked, and the imperial doctors who were talking as they were walking suddenly froze. After a long time, they slowly turned around.

Sure enough, in the desolate silence of the ancient tomb, only the purring sound from the throat of the seventh prince was heard.

"Prepare the spittoon..." Zhen Shiniang made the seventh prince turn over, while taking the goose feathers prepared in Qiu Ju's hand and poking into the seventh prince's voice, and telling him.

The seventh prince's body twitched for a while, and then vomited.

Phlegm?

Looking at most of the sputum in the hand of the little maid, Chu Yu and the imperial doctor stopped breathing.

The phlegm they couldn't get rid of was spit out.

"The seventh master is awake!" Seeing the seventh prince open his eyes, the little maid of honor who was waiting on his side screamed, "Come on, go back and say long live, Empress Dowager!" Wiping tears with his hand.

The seventh prince woke up, and these people don't have to be buried with them.

"...Master used bamboo and windbreak?" Lu Jun, who came in a hurry, took Zhen Shi Niang's prescription and repeatedly studied, "There are only these two more medicines!" Inadvertently, he worshipped a woman as his teacher. Lu Jun was embarrassed. Yesterday, he came to diagnose the pulse of the seventh prince. He did not dare to call him master in front of the imperial doctors.

At this moment, he can't wait for everyone in the world to know that Zhen Shiniang is his master.

With such a master, he is proud of himself.

Zhen Shi Niang turned out to be Lu Jun's master?

As the chief doctor of Shen Zhongqi Fenggu Camp, Lu Jun also has a good reputation. It turns out that he is Zhen Shiniang's apprentice!

As soon as they woke up from the shock of the seventh prince, everyone was stunned by the master again.

I heard that Zhen Shiniang's life was not long, and she saw her magic with her own eyes. There was nothing that was not greedy. Everyone was secretly speculing who her magic skill would be passed on to, wondering whether to find a proud disciple to worship her teacher?

Unexpectedly, he was preempted by this old guy.

For a moment, the eyes looking at Lu Jun were full of jealousy. He didn't think it was a shame for him to worship a woman as a teacher. He just hated that he didn't know Zhen Shi Niang before and didn't have this opportunity.

"Everyone's diagnosis is right. The seventh prince is the wind and phlegm blocked and obstruction, so that the internal confusion, the external discord, and all the diseases are all work..." I also know that everyone is confused. Zhen Shiniang explained with a smile, "There is no effect in exhaustion, that is to say, our treatment method In addition to the sweat method and the lower method, there is also a way to spit.

Needless to say, they are all experienced doctors, and they can understand it at a single point.

These two flavors added after Zhen Shi Niang are both drugs to help vomiting.

This method is very simple!

There was a sigh in the hall. The eight methods of sweating, vomiting, lowering, harmony, warming, clearing, eliminating and tonifying the disease were clearly placed there. As an old doctor, everyone was back on their back, but why didn't they think of using phlegm to try another way of vomiting?

This is the difference between people.

There was another sigh in the hall.

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"...Will there be Shen Yun when a person dies?" Seeing that Shen Zhongqi was disappointed, Juan asked back.

Shen Zhongqi was stunned.

Juan smiled, "The general wants to steal the beam and change the column, but it's just to hide it from the Empress Dowager. He can't imitate the innate charm of his wife. My subordinates have already figured out countermeasures for the general..." He leaned down in Shen Zhongqi's ear and said in a low voice.

Shen Zhongqi frowned first and gradually stretched out, "...that's the only way."

"In this way, my wife can only hide her name." Juan reminded Shen Zhongqi without a trace.

Shen Zhongqi frowned into a pimple.

You can no longer be famous in the world as Dr. Jane, no longer appear brightly in front of people as his wife, appear in the upper social circle, and can only accompany him as a shady maidservant in the future. Will this be too wronged for her?

Thinking of Zhen Shi Niang's life of less than a year, Shen Zhongqi felt a cone of pain in her heart... He didn't want her to live so secretly for the rest of her life!

However, except for Juan's strategy, he really can't think of any other way.

After following Shen Zhongqi for many years, Juan sighed in his heart when he saw this iron-like man who would not frown when Mount Tai jumped down for the first time.

There was silence in the room.

"General, General!" Rong Sheng's excited voice came from outside the door, "Madam saved the seventh prince!"

Shen Zhongqi suddenly raised his head.

Juan stood up and said, "What are you talking about?"

"The seventh prince was saved by his wife!"

"General!" Juan looked at Shen Zhongqi, and his excited voice changed.

Shen Zhongqi sat there in a daze, suddenly carving wood.

No way, happy and sad people are easy to be crazy. His general is not really stupid, is he?

"...General!" Rongsheng's hand swayed vigorously in front of Shen Zhongqi.

"The seventh prince... really saved his life?" Shen Zhongqi grabbed the hand in front of him and looked at Rong Sheng holding his breath.

I'm afraid that this is a dream, and he will wake up as soon as he moves.

"... The seventh prince has woken up!" Rongsheng's eyes were shining, "The whole harem has been publicized."

She really saved the seventh prince!

Shi Niang, you are a good man!

Shen Zhongqi rubbed the table vigorously, and he couldn't make a sound with his mouth open.

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With the letter, Long live hurried to the Yihe Hall.

The little maid of honor is serving the seventh prince with porridge.

"Father..." The seventh prince's voice was weak, as low as a mosquito, and he couldn't hear what he said carefully.

"The emperor doesn't have to be polite..." Seeing the seventh prince struggling to get up, he waved his hand to stop it, and there was a faint wet feeling in his eyes when he looked at the seventh prince.

Zhen Shi Niang, it's really a wonderful rejuvenation!

"Mrs. Shen and the imperial doctors have just reopened the prescription, saying that the seventh prince is all right, but he is weak and needs to be recued for some time." The eunuch beside the seventh prince kowtowed and said.

"Where are they?" Thinking of the joint book in the morning, there was an unconcealed anger in the voice of Long live.

"... they are all waiting in the side hall."

"Your Majesty, take a rest first." Seeing that the seventh prince looked tired and reluctantly held on and dared not close his eyes. Long live, he comforted him a few words and turned around and walked out.

Seeing Long live coming in, the imperial doctors knelt down on the ground.

Yu Guang saw Long live sitting on the dragon chair in the center of the hall without saying a word, and everyone's hearts slowly hung to their throats.

Long live, your face is so dark. Can this unlucky statement work?

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhen Shi Niang one after another.

She won't bury all of them in order to be famous in front of Long Live, will she? RS