The power of rebirth

After Shen Lin stepped into the secret room again, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him.

Compared with a few months ago, the man called Jiangnan King is almost completely different, and his body has lost more than half of his body. The most obvious thing is that the man's long hair that was originally scattered on his body now only has a few hairs left on his temples. Silk.Looking up at the man's head, the wooden board with the head sandwiched between them has been soaked in water for a long time, and now a layer of moss is attached to it. The rotten bones began to fall off, and the center of the head had been eroded by water droplets for several months, the skull there had been fully revealed, and the surrounding mosquitoes were constantly flying back and forth.

Shen Lin covered his mouth and supported the wall, and spat it out all of a sudden.

The little eunuch asked Shen Lin to wait outside first, then turned around and said to Dr. Zhang, "How do you serve people? He is also King Jiangnan after all. You can see that he has a bad smell on his body. In the future, you should wipe his body every day to avoid getting sick. What other illnesses."

Doctor Zhang looked at Shen Lin who was still vomiting outside the door, "Master Shen doesn't seem to care...can you just kill King Jiang Nan?"

The little eunuch glared at Imperial Physician Zhang, "If you do this, then there will be other imperial physicians who will continue what you have not done. Of course, the only one sitting here is you." Seeing that Imperial Physician Zhang stopped talking, the little eunuch continued, "It's impossible to go on like this. Mr. Shen has ordered before that Jiang Nanwang should stay awake and feel the pain during this process, let alone contaminate other lesions." The little eunuch kicked Jiang Nanwang who had passed out, "He like this How long?"

"It also happened in the past few days. Although he lost all his hair before, his skin was not damaged. In addition, he was very resistant to eating and drinking and howling all day long. He passed out because of exhaustion."

"I will send you another helper so that he can continue to enjoy the treatment of the prince." The little eunuch walked around King Jiang Nan.

"Then I'll add some decoction to prevent cancer..."

"You are an imperial physician, what should you do without bothering me as a slave, and when the weather is cold, I will send someone to bring you some charcoal fire, but don't let King Jiangnan freeze... If he doesn't eat or drink, you Just feed him and feed him." The little eunuch looked at Shen Lin outside the door and said, "Sir Shen said before that you and King Jiangnan often go in and out of Changyin Pavilion together, and you have studied operas quite a bit. If King Jiangnan is bored, you Just sing a little song for him." Then listening to Jiang Nanwang's object that no longer exists, he said, "If Doctor Zhang needs to vent his body, I think Jiang Nanwang will be very happy."

Immediately, Doctor Zhang trembled all over his body, his eyes turned black, and he bowed tremblingly, "I hope you will say a few good words in front of Mr. Shen, the old minister will definitely live up to Mr. Shen's entrustment..."

The little eunuch covered his nose and looked at the dripping jug and said, "Master Shen has ordered Doctor Zhang's wife and children to be safe for the time being, so..."

With a plop, Imperial Physician Zhang fell to his knees, "The old minister will do his best to serve King Jiangnan well, and I hope Mr. Shen can feel at ease..."

After leaving the secret room, Shen Lin couldn't help vomiting when he thought of the scene just now. He vomited up all his lunch, and continued to vomit after drinking water, endlessly.

The little eunuch stood aside guiltily and waited on Shen Lin, "My lord, I really shouldn't have taken you down without you remembering."

"No...it's okay, I'm going by myself." Shen Lin grabbed the little eunuch, "What did they do wrong? Let them go."

The little eunuch shook his head, "It's not that the slave doesn't listen to the young master, it's just that the current young master is not the real young master..."

Shen Lin wanted to say something, but when he smelled the smell on his body, he felt disgusted, so he hurried to take a bath and smell the incense.

Not long after, Ming Han pushed the door open and came in, but seeing no figure of Shen Lin, he asked Yan Yunhe who was standing outside the door, "Where is Shen Lin?"

Yan Yunhe looked into the room, "I saw that the little eunuch gave Shen Lin's clothes to the maid, so he probably went to take a bath."

Minghan walked into the bathroom and saw the little eunuch fanning the incense in the incense burner with a fan.

"Where's Shen Lin?" Ming Han asked.

"Ah... If you go back to the emperor, the young master is still inside."

Minghan walked around the partition and came to the bathing pool. It was foggy, and Minghan used his sleeve to disperse the fog, "Shen Lin..."

No one responded.

"Shen Lin? Shen Lin..." Minghan walked around the Tangchi, and saw a figure lying on the edge of the pool from a distance, Minghan immediately jumped into the crowded pool, picked up the fainted Shen Lin, "Come here! Call the imperial physician!"

Minghan took off his dragon robe, wrapped Shen Lin in his arms, and yelled at the little eunuch, "How did you take care of your master! What are you doing in a daze! Go heat up the charcoal basin! "

After a while, the room was hot and people were hot, and the room was full of kneeling doctors.

Ming Han stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Shen Lin all the time, "Why are you still awake?"

An imperial doctor was taking the pulse of Shen Lin, and his face was serious, as if he had encountered some kind of problem, "According to the description of the personal eunuch, Mr. Shen is hungry and cold, and can't stand the soaking in the Tangmu Pavilion's pool water. It should be fine, but the minister said I felt Master Shen's pulse was pulled away by something, and I couldn't detect the reality...it's really..."

"You can go home to take care of yourselves...you won't even be able to check a single pulse!"

The imperial physician shook his head and sighed, another imperial physician stepped forward with a strange expression.

Snapped!The Minghanjiang quilt fell on the group of imperial doctors, "What use are you for!"

"If you go back to the emperor, although I don't know what kind of illness Mr. Shen has, what is certain is that Mr. Shen's pulse condition is so weak that it won't last long..."

With a sound of Kala Minghan, he drew out his sword and was about to stab the imperial physician, but Yan Yunhe hurriedly stopped him, "The emperor calms down... Mr. Shen is still ill and it is not appropriate to see the bloody disaster."

Minghan stopped his hand and threw the sword aside, "Get out of here..."

Inside the room, Minghan looked at Shen Lin who was lying on the bed shyly under him a few days ago, but now his face was as pale as paper, his brows were wrinkled, and he was as quiet as a dead body.

"Shen Lin... How many times do you have to scare me before I'm satisfied?" Minghan took Shen Lin's hand, "Whether you are Shen Lin, Mingyuan, Rootless, or anyone else, I don't care , as long as you promise this king to be good, everything will be up to you."

It was already night, and Minghan fed the nourishing and smoothing medicine prepared by the imperial doctor little by little, and held Shen Lin in his arms and refused to let go.

"Master... Anu knows that there is a Taoist temple hundreds of miles away from the city, and there lives a Taoist priest who seems to be proficient in all kinds of strange and heretic methods. Why don't you let Anu invite you to have a try?" The figure in the dark suddenly said road.

Ming Han thought for a moment and then nodded.

At dawn, Anu jumped in from the window with a bag on his shoulders, "Master, I have already brought it."

The Taoist priest was drilled out of his pocket, and flicked the debris on his body with the floating dust, "I don't know who offended the poor, and was intercepted in the middle of the night?" After speaking, he glanced at Ming Han who was holding Shen Lin, his eyes sank After a while, he walked to the bedside without waiting for Minghan to speak, "If you want Pindao to heal this person, it is safer for the benefactor to let him go."

Minghan put Shen Lin down and stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes drooping.

The Taoist was not in a hurry to feel the pulse, but first took out a bunch of silver needles and inserted them in the back of his head, and then touched a few acupuncture points, and then he started to feel the pulse. After about a stick of incense, the Taoist put away the silver needles.Following the hickey marks on Shen Lin's neck, he tore off his inner garment, and the large and small traces were fully exposed. The Taoist priest was startled, then frowned and lost his mind, and then turned to Anu and Minghan, "If you want to save this person First, take the yang blood of the fetus as a medicine primer, crush the Albizia Julibrissin flower into the medicine primer, and then take the old wine buried in the ground for a century and boil it for half an hour. People will wake up in three days, get out of bed within half a month, eat normally after one month, and give birth after six months."

Anu heard the Taoist's nonsense and immediately drew his sword, "Master, this stinky Taoist is talking nonsense, what kind of fetal yang blood, giving birth after six months, a stinky Taoist who is clearly indistinguishable!"

"Wait a minute..." Although Minghan was also extremely surprised, he wanted to ask what happened, so he asked, "Taoist, do you know this is a man?"

The Taoist pointed to Shen Lin's flat chest, "You know he's a man, so the poor Taoist knows it too."

"Since you know he is a man, how dare you speak wildly about women's childbirth? Do you know that you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor!" Ming Han sternly said.

The Taoist is not afraid, "It seems that the benefactor still doesn't know the mystery, so let the poor Taoist tell you a story. According to ancient books, there is a god who goes down the mountain to experience calamities and does men's affairs. A son is born, the man dies, and the son dies the next year."

Ming Han was dubious, "The Taoist said that he is pregnant with my king's child?"

The Taoist looked at Minghan and said, "If the three-month-old baby in his womb is not yours, is it poor?" Then he felt Shen Lin's pulse, "It's just that the pulse of this benefactor is not complete, and the poor don't know about it." Why, is there anything unusual about him recently?"

Minghan stared at Shen Lin, pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that after being stimulated, he has no memory when he wakes up, and some memories are not what he should have... To be precise, they belong to another person, who has been dead for many years. "

The Taoist looked at the bed with deep eyes that made it difficult to guess, "It makes sense, he is not amnesia, a man will continue to devour the pregnant body during childbirth, it is normal for the donor's memory to be blocked by the fetus, I did not expect There are such miracles in this world, but..."

"But what?"

"You should prepare for the funeral for this benefactor..."

"Future? What funeral!"

"According to ancient books, nine out of ten men die in childbirth. It's very dangerous..."

"You said Shen Lin will die? This king won't allow him to die!" Ming Han frowned, "Abort the fetus, will Shen Lin be fine?"

"No, no, the fetus is already three months old. If it is forcibly removed, I'm afraid..." The Taoist covered Shen Lin with a quilt, walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, "Pindao prescribed several guarantors Pregnancy medicine, a pair in the morning and evening."

Ming Han took the prescription and handed it to Anu, then asked the priest, "What is this yang blood?"

"The reason why this benefactor was able to conceive a child is because the body is yin-inducing, which leads to the incoordination of yin and yang. It needs the blood of yang-inducing blood to reconcile it. The blood of yang-inducing blood is the one who has sex with him."

Anu suddenly said, "That can't be done, how can the master's blood be used indiscriminately!"

"Shut up!" Ming Han reprimanded.

The Taoist put away his things and bowed to him, "The work of being a poor Taoist has been done, and the rest depends on the good luck of this benefactor. Try to keep him happy physically and mentally. By the way... Don't forget that benefactor, during the next period, that matter will never happen again." I can't continue, if I insist on doing this, I'm afraid the benefactor on the bed will not be able to use it."

Ming Han nodded, "The king will send people to repair the Taoist temple in a few days."

"Thank you again, Pindao, and will come again on the day of production."