The correct way to slap the face quickly

8457's roar was heard by the maid who was guarding outside.

Qingzhu hurried in and saw that Mo Ran had woken up. He said with tears streaming down his face: "Mother, you really scared this slave to death!"

Mo Ran helped her up and said anxiously: "How is Hui'er?"

Qingzhu stood up and wiped his tears and said: "The imperial doctor said that your highness is fine this time, but next time..."

Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief. It was not too late at last. If it were a little later and the original owner's son died, then this wish would not be fulfilled.

"Kuanyi, take me to see Hui'er." Mo Ran said to Qingzhu.

"Yes." After Qingzhu bowed to Mo Ran, he stood up and started to help Mo Ran get dressed.

Mo Ran sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself blurred in the bronze mirror. This time, the appearance of the original owner was dignified and majestic, 5% similar to her appearance in her previous life. Although her appearance was not as good as that of her previous life, it was better than her appearance. Temperament, she smoothed the soft hair of 8457 in her arms, and 8457 squinted her eyes.

Seeing this, Qingzhu was a little confused and asked: "Master, where did this white cat come from?"

8457 was originally very comfortable being slicked down by Mo Ran. When she heard Qingzhu's words, she immediately wanted to explode, but Mo Ran held her down. She smiled and said, "He lay next to me when I woke up."

"It's really strange." Qingzhu could see that the white cat could understand what she said. It was really spiritual. "Can he understand what I said?"

Mo Ran nodded and continued to stroke 8457 along the hair and said: "His name is Xiao Qi. He is very spiritual. You should be careful when talking to him. He holds a grudge."

"Yes, I have remembered this." Qingzhu lowered his head and replied.

Mo Ran wore a phoenix robe embroidered with Chinese characters that the original owner often wore. He had his hair combed twice, with a phoenix hairpin on his head, and his makeup was exquisite.Qingzhu led her to the residence of the eldest prince Dongfang Hui.

"The Queen is here!" Qingzhu supported Mo Ran and shouted loudly as he entered.

"Good luck to the Queen!" The person inside the door knelt on the ground. After Mo Ran raised his hand, he quickly walked into Dongfang Hui's bedroom.

Dongfang Hui had two imperial doctors here, namely Imperial Physician Liu and Imperial Physician Zhao. When they saw Mo Ran coming in, they immediately saluted and said, "Good luck to the Queen."

"Two imperial doctors are exempt from the courtesy," Mo Ran raised her hand and said, then she walked quickly to the bed and looked at Dongfang Hui who was lying on the bed. At this time, her face was as white as a piece of paper.

A trace of distress arose in her heart. She didn't know whether it was because she felt sorry for the child who had to endure this kind of pain at such a young age or because of the emotions left in the body by the original owner. She sat on the edge of the bed and touched his pale face, then held it quietly. Dongfang Hui's wrist.

"Two imperial doctors, I would like to stay alone with the eldest prince for a while." Mo Ran said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, let me go and see if the medicine is ready." Doctor Liu and Doctor Zhao looked at each other, bowed and left.

Mo Ran also raised his hand towards Qingzhu, who nodded and retreated.

Mo Ran said to 8457 in his mind: "Take out the Butian Pill."

8457 squatted next to him, looking at the little man on the bed with tiger eyes, and said softly: "He is still young, he can't bear it."

Mo Ran smiled and touched Dongfang Hui's sweaty hair lovingly, "It's okay, I'm here."

8457 sighed and waved his little paw gently, and a small Butian Pill appeared. As soon as the pill appeared, the whole air was filled with a fresh medicinal fragrance.

Mo Ran picked up the medicine and put it into Dongfang Hui's mouth. The medicine melted in his mouth. Dongfang Hui's pale face instantly became flushed, and it showed signs of getting redder and redder.

Mo Ran's hand gently attached to Dongfang Hui's Dantian, and he spat out the power of merit in his hand, converting the excess medicinal power of Butian Pill into spiritual energy to wash away the impurities on Dongfang Hui's body. A layer of black slowly appeared on Dongfang Hui's body. The grease and spiritual energy remained after washing the impurities on his body. Mo Ran guided the spiritual energy along Dongfang Hui's meridians, and finally the spiritual energy formed an air ball in Dongfang Hui's Dantian.

8457 licked his paws, curled his lips and said, "Not only did you cure his illness, but you also directly allowed him to become a genius. Isn't this a bit too much?"

Seeing that everything was done, Mo Ran withdrew his power of merit, looked at the rosy-faced Dongfang Hui and said, "I will give him the best in this world. This is nothing."

"We have agreed that the original owner's wish is for him to become a wise master, so don't make him a foolish king."

Mo Ran rolled his eyes at him: "You don't have to say it!"

"Come here!" Doctor Liu and Doctor Zhao, who were waiting outside, came in immediately. Dongfang Hui's condition was serious, and they were really afraid that something might happen to him.

Mo Ran smiled and said to the two imperial doctors: "Thank you, two imperial doctors. I see that Hui'er is already well, but she is sweating all over. After cleaning up, I will ask the two imperial doctors to help take the pulse."

The two doctors looked at each other and could see the confusion in each other's eyes, but since the Queen said so, they could only do this, and they agreed and left.

Dongfang Hui's body was cleaned by Qingzhu himself. Qingzhu was the son brought back from her natal family by the original owner. He was usually the most loyal to her, so the use of ink dye was quite effective.

Qingzhu was also confused in her heart. When she first came in, she glanced at the eldest prince and his face was very pale. Why did she look at him now with a rosy face, which didn't look like he was sick at all.

After everything was settled, Mo Ran asked Qingzhu to call the two imperial doctors. Doctor Liu stepped forward to check Dongfang Hui's pulse. After a moment, his old face showed surprise, and then he confirmed again unbelievingly that he was still not sick. , intact?How can this be!

He was still afraid that he would get the wrong pulse, so he glanced at Dr. Zhao on the side and said, "Doctor Zhao, please come and check the pulse too."

Doctor Zhao, who had worked with him for more than 20 years, naturally knew what he meant. After he stepped forward and saluted Mo Ran, he began to diagnose Dongfang Hui's pulse. Soon after, his expression was exactly the same as that of Doctor Liu.

Seeing his expression, Doctor Liu knew that he had read correctly just now, but what on earth was going on?

"How?" Mo Ran asked.

The two imperial doctors handed over their hands, and Imperial Physician Liu said: "The eldest prince's condition has indeed improved, but the old minister is puzzled."

Mo Ran smiled: "Doctor Liu, there is no need to explain it. When I was in coma, I dreamed of an old man in white. He told me a method, saying that it would definitely cure Hui'er's illness. I thought this was a way. , I took the risk and tried it, but I didn’t expect it to really work.”

"That's it, that's it." Why didn't Dr. Liu and Dr. Zhao know that this was a rhetoric from the Queen? In fact, she didn't want to tell them the truth, but they couldn't say anything else but that's how it was.

"Empress, Your Highness's illness has recovered now, and I have to go back to report to Your Majesty." Doctor Liu said.

Mo Ran waved his hand and said: "I'd like to thank you two imperial doctors, Qingzhu, I'll send you two as a gift."

Qingzhu agreed, followed the two imperial doctors out, and sent the imperial doctors to the door. Qingzhu stuffed the imperial doctors with money and said, "Thank you, my lords."

"It's okay, thank you, Queen." The two collected the money and went back to Dongfang Tomorrow.