Women's clothing ran into the villain eunuch

Chu Fengqing lowered his eyes and bowed, neither humble nor overbearing said: "Go back to the emperor, the third sister of Caomin is at home."

The second prince standing next to him glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The emperor seemed to nod his head, not sure if he believed it or not, but he didn't ask again, and went straight to the main topic: "Floods frequently occur in the south, thanks to Ji Qing for helping me relieve my worries, the good news came a while ago... ..."

He stopped talking suddenly, followed by a piercing cough, which took a long time to calm down.

The eunuch who was serving him hurriedly served a cup of tea. The old emperor blushed and panted heavily for a while before taking a sip of tea to moisten his throat. His brows were furrowed, as if he was feeling very unwell.

Some of the courtiers waiting below persuaded: "Your Majesty, the dragon body should be the most important thing."

The old emperor waved his hand impatiently. This time he didn't even lay the groundwork. He said, "The plague broke out in the south of the Yangtze River, and the imperial hospital was helpless. The imperial court posted an imperial list to seek capable people, but no one revealed the list."

"Someone in the Tai Hospital recommended you, saying that you have excellent medical skills and rejuvenated hands, and they intend to let you support the south."

When he said this, he stopped and looked at Chu Fengqing.

"what do you think?"

As expected of the emperor who has been the emperor for many years, a light sentence is extremely powerful.

To put it bluntly, this errand is a desperate errand. If it can be cured, everything will be fine. If it is not cured, one is afraid that you will be infected, and the other is that you are lucky not to be infected. Road.

The court fell silent in an instant, everyone bowed their heads in amazement, no one dared to answer, for fear that this difficult task would fall on their own heads.

Several imperial physicians also had a bitter look on their faces, they didn't recommend it, even with Ji Yujin giving them a hundred thousand courage, they didn't dare to push Chu Fengqing out.

That's his wife's biological brother, if something happens to them, they don't know how to pay for it.

It was the emperor himself who remembered the last time when Ji Yujin was seriously ill, so he casually asked who treated him, and they didn't dare to hide it, so they said it in detail, but they just wanted to invite him to discuss the prescription , I didn't want him to go to the "front line".

The second prince Zhao Yiyu pursed his lower lip slightly, and took a step forward, "Father..."

However, before he could speak, a cold voice came from behind him, "It's an honor for the grassroots to share the emperor's worries."

Zhao Yiyu glanced back in surprise, he said it so clearly, no one has ever seen this plague, and the entire Tai Hospital is helpless, does he really think he is Hua Tuo reincarnated? !

Hearing this, the old emperor suddenly loosened his tightly locked brows, as if a big rock fell to the ground, "Okay, my Ming Dynasty needs a man who dares to do something like you."

"I will order you to serve as the vice president of the Supreme Hospital. When you return smoothly, I will definitely reward you heavily."

Chu Fengqing had no expression on his face, and his family affection was cold, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Cao Min has a merciless request."

"Go ahead."

Chu Fengqing pursed his lips slightly: "Cao Min would like to ask for my sister, how is Governor Ji doing now? Is he all right?"

He frowned again after asking the question. In fact, he could ask Qingniao privately, but he was a little out of control.

But if Ji Yujin didn't want him to know his recent situation, and there were countless ways to reassure him, Chu Fengqing sighed slightly, which was really frightening.

Chu Fengqing has been extremely calm since he stepped into the palace gate, but he spoke this sentence a little faster, revealing a trace of uneasiness.

The old emperor stared at him with some cloudy eyes, and said after a while: "He is all right."

Chu Fengqing curled up his fingers hanging by his side slightly, his expression changed slightly, but his voice remained calm, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yiyu clenched his fists hard, asking why for his sister, the broken sleeve was holding his sister as a cover, something that couldn't be handed out, no matter how beautifully packaged it was, it was a shameful thing, it was really disgusting.

But for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Is it because Ji Yujin was there that Chu Fengqing accepted the job so readily?Can Ji Yujin disregard his own life because of Ji Yujin?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt suffocated in his heart, even his breathing became a little short, and his mind became more and more chaotic. In the end, he didn't know what he was thinking, and even thought that if he hadn't been with Chu Yinyin broke off her engagement, will Chu Fengqing marry her instead?So what is the relationship between me and Chu Fengqing now?

If this is the case, will Chu Fengqing also disregard life and death because of himself?

The slight tingling pain caused by the nails sinking into the flesh made him wake up a bit, his pupils shrank slightly, and he found that he actually had a secret envy, envying Ji Yujin.

This kind of cognition makes him feel a little bad, envy?How could he be envious?Chu Fengqing is just a man, broken sleeves are the dirtiest things in the world, how could he be involved in such things.

That's right, it is.

"Second...second."

When the voice of the emperor came from above, Zhao Yiyu suddenly came back to his senses, and asked, "Father, what's the matter?"

The emperor looked at him with some displeasure, "What did you want to say just now?"

Zhao Yiyu gritted his teeth, dismissed the messy thoughts, and in an instant he returned to his previous gentle look, "Oh, I just want to say that if Dr. Chu goes to the south, he must send a few more escorts. A group of gangsters are entrenched, killing and intercepting goods, doing all kinds of evil."

"The second prince's words are very true, and this minister has also heard about it."

……

This discussion went on for another hour or so. Chu Fengqing felt that he could not stand up any longer, and a cold sweat began to break out on his back. In the past few days, he suffered from panting twice, and even developed an unknown high fever. He was weaker a lot before, and he didn't find any new symptoms when he checked his pulse. They were all minor ailments and pains. Basically, he was cured after drinking the medicine, but his body weakened uncontrollably bit by bit.

Chu Fengqing moved his slightly stiff leg, his joints were painful, his expression froze suddenly, 20 years old...

Maybe it was too presumptuous during this period of time, and I forgot about it.

The miraculous doctor who treated him then became his master, taught him hand in hand for three years and then went out to travel again. In fact, the fact that the miraculous doctor who saw him said that he would not live to be twenty was a misinformation.

However, it can’t be completely misrepresented, it’s just that [-] is his great catastrophe. Master estimates that most of the medicines he is taking now will be useless by about [-]. It has been too many years, and he has developed resistance to medicine. The nature of the medicine, so I have to change the medicine, and the medicine is very strong. If I survive it, I may be able to live smoothly in the future. If I can't survive it, it will be like this.

Chu Fengqing once wrote a prescription for himself, which contained two highly poisonous poisons, and if the dosage was wrong by a little bit, it would turn from a good medicine for curing diseases to a poison for killing people.

He pursed his pale lips, with a troubled look on his face. He didn't want to tell Ji Yujin about this, but it seemed unfair to Ji Yujin not to tell.

He didn't listen to their discussion on how to suppress the bandits. After all, he couldn't help much. His only valuable thing was his medical skills. Everyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was arguing, but he was the only one who lost his mind.

When the emperor really couldn't stand this vegetable market-like Hall of Mental Cultivation and left first, all the ministers dispersed, and everything will be discussed tomorrow.

Chu Feng was so hot that he was at ease, and he didn't have to listen to their quarrel tomorrow, knowing that Ji Yujin was safe for the time being, he felt a little more at ease.

After walking out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Chu Fengqing followed the little eunuch who led the way at the beginning, but when he walked into the ordinary little eunuch, he was so anxious that he couldn't hold back anymore, and knelt on the ground with a blushing face, asking Chu Fengqing to wait for him moment.

People have three urgencies, Chu Fengqing understandably told him to go quickly.

It's been a while since I went there, and it's almost spring now, and I can't stand the sun for too long, especially Chu Fengqing, so he raised his eyes to search around, and finally touched a wall under the wall. There is a shadow of not being rich.

He was a little relieved when he hid in the shadows. Although he didn't feel the pulse of the little eunuch, but judging by his withered and yellow face, he might have to wait a while.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice of a court lady shouting loudly inside the palace wall: "Hurry up and get the imperial doctor! Your empress is sick!"

fall ill?

Chu Fengqing blinked, walked towards the palace gate, but stopped after walking a few steps, his identity as a foreigner seemed out of place.

Ah, yes, he is now the vice president of Tai Hospital, although it is temporary.

He paused slightly, but he still came out and talked to the maid in a hurry. The maid had never seen him, so she was a little unsure, so she asked someone to call the imperial physician.

At this moment, a figure rushed towards here quickly, "How is the concubine mother?"

The palace maid seemed to have seen the backbone, and said in a crying voice: "Back to the second prince, the empress has fallen ill again, and she has passed out by now."

Zhao Yiyu's face was dark and gloomy, but there was no trace of gentleness, "Have you sent someone to call the imperial doctor?"

"Going to go! I'm afraid it will be too late."

"Why don't you let me try?" Chu Fengqing said softly.

Zhao Yiyu suddenly turned around and looked at Chu Fengqing, "Chu Fengqing? Why are you here?"

Chu Fengqing pointed to the corner of the wall, "Hide from the sun."

Hide from the sun? !

Zhao Yiyu was puzzled, although he didn't know why he hid from the sun in winter, and why he hid from the sun here, but all of these were fine, as he knew that Chu Fengqing's medical skills were excellent.

He didn't wait for Chu Fengqing to finish speaking, he pulled his sleeves and pulled them in, his footsteps were anxious and did not seem to be fake: "You come."

Chu Fengqing glanced at him, didn't say anything, just trotted after him.

When the two of them entered the house, they didn't care about any taboos. They went directly to the inner room. A beautiful woman was lying on the bed. Although it could still be seen that she was not young, it didn't affect her mood at all. beauty.

"excuse me."

Chu Fengqing bent down, touched the side of her neck with his hand, and frowned slightly the next moment.

"Go find a set of silver needles immediately, the sooner the better."

"Silver needles? How can there be silver needles?" Zhao Yiyu panicked.

Fortunately, the court lady is clever, "Can a very thin embroidery needle be used?"

"can."

Zhao Yiyu gritted his teeth, stared at him and said softly, "Chu Fengqing, please, save my concubine mother."

Chu Fengqing didn't have much expression, "Don't worry, human life is at stake, I will try my best."

He took the pulse, and then took out a medicine bottle from his arms. He poured out a pill from it and handed it to Zhao Yiyu, "Young lady, take it, this is the right medicine."

After the needles were ready, a set of needles came out, and the face of the person on the bed gradually looked better, not so livid, but his complexion became paler, and a bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhao Yiyu had a complex expression, "Are you okay?"

Chu Fengqing shook his head, "No problem."

He found a chair and sat down, and this meeting didn't care about the way of a monarch and his ministers. He only knew that if he didn't sit down, he would fall down.

"Your Majesty suffers from heart palpitations, which is extremely dangerous. You need to keep the medicine by your side and take it in time when you get sick. You can go to the imperial hospital and ask for a bottle of heart-protecting medicine. The medicine is not bad."

Zhao Yiyu nodded, "I know, what I had before may have been eaten."

Chu Fengqing gave a "hmm", as long as he knew it, he straightened his sleeves, and saluted in a low voice: "I will leave."

Zhao Yiyu looked at his back, clenched his fist, let it go, and clenched it again, looking very tangled, he still opened his mouth when he saw the person walking two steps: "Thank you."

"I owe you one."

Chu Fengqing frowned when he heard this, but goodbye, he has not divorced his sister's marriage, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

So he turned around and looked at Zhao Yiyu, and asked, "Second Prince, do you have any money?"

Zhao Yiyu said "Ah?", not understanding what he meant, but he still took out a small bag of silver, and Chu Fengqing took the silver and took an ingot from it.

The rest was placed on the table, and he put the money away properly, and said in a cold voice: "Money and goods are settled, it's just a sale."

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