The reborn miracle doctor used cheats, and the prince loved him

When they arrived at the hospital, Li Yunxi set up a rocking chair next to Shen Qin, rocking it like a god. The visitor recognized King Xi and hurriedly knelt down to worship him.

"No need to be polite, just treat this king as a door god and everything will be as normal."

However, no one dared to treat the prince as a door god, especially when he was followed by Liu Qingyan, who had a vicious temperament. Some patients were so frightened that they did not dare to see him. After kneeling down and bowing, they hurriedly left.

Looking for a free stall, Shen Qin couldn't bear it anymore and wrote a note with a brush and handed it to Li Yunxi who was napping in the rocking chair.

[The common people cannot bear His Highness's kindness, so please go back and rest first. ]

After reading the note, Li Yunxi immediately felt aggrieved.

"We've just made love, and you want to drive me away? Are you going to stop admitting it just after sleeping with me?"

Shen Qin smiled helplessly and wanted to take the note away, but Li Yunxi took the opportunity to grab his burned hand and looked at it carefully.

The fingers that were originally long and translucent were now burned red, and some of the blisters had burst.

"How did you do it? It's really distressing."

Shen Qin wanted to pull her hand away, but he held on to it, took out the snow grass ointment and applied it to him, looking up at him with eyes full of pity.

"This is not an ordinary hand. It is an immortal hand that can heal people to death. It must be taken good care of, you know?"

This sweet mouth is really the same as when he was a child. After recovering from the illness, Li Yunxi only relied on his sweet mouth and beautiful face to please the emperor, and he was immediately crowned king.

To say that I like it, it is true that children who have been raised by themselves will like it more and more the more they watch it. It is just an elder's love for children.

The cold ointment made the pain disappear sharply,

"Want to hear my story?"

After that, Li Yunxi stroked Shen Qin's hand and talked to himself, getting more and more sad the more he talked.

"When I was less than a year old, my mother carried me and threw me into an ice lake. Fortunately, I was discovered and saved. My mother was thought to be crazy and was thrown into the cold palace. But I caught the cold and got cold. Consumption, almost died."

This is the truth, and Shen Qin also knows it.

"Since then, I have lost my mother's love. My father never looked at me for fear of getting sick. He only found me an unreliable trainee doctor. He was too young. He experimented on me all day long, gave me bitter medicine, and made him grow old. Needles, torture this king until life is worse than death."

Shen Qin was speechless, [Do I have it? ]

"No one cares about my life and death. I cough up blood day and night. I cough up more than half a bowl of blood. I struggle on the edge of life and death every day. I am in pain..."

Shen Qin smiled secretly, "It's not that serious!" Don’t I push your meridians every night to relieve your cough? ]

"It can be said that I have a hard life. I was tortured by the imperial doctor for six years. I finally escaped death and grew up. I thought of my biological mother who was imprisoned in the cold palace. I felt that she was even more pitiful than me. The imperial doctors all said that she was... I don’t believe that it can’t be cured, and I have always wanted to find a good doctor to give her a look.”

With tears in his eyes, Li Yunxi sighed and looked at Shen Qin seriously, "What I ask for is just a word of filial piety. Sir, are you willing to help me?"

Is it the selling point?

Before Shen Qin could reply, Hao'er had already fallen into the trap and interjected with sympathy.

"That imperial doctor is not good at it. Master treated tuberculosis and it was all cured within two years. Your Highness King Xi is so pitiful. He has been ill since he was a child and was mistreated. Master, please help him."

Which doctor doesn’t have the process of transforming his medical skills from immature to proficient?

Shen Qin cleared her throat in embarrassment, "Hao'er, go make some medicine for the patient!" ]

Hao'er resigned obediently, and Shen Qin walked to the desk. Li Yunxi followed and handed the brush to his hand respectfully.

The pen was stained with ink and stagnant in his hand. Shen Qin knew in his heart that this matter was not that simple.

It's not that the imperial doctor can't see it well, I'm afraid no one dares to see it.