Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

Empress Wu was dressed in plain clothes, leaning on the soft couch.With a heroic face in the exquisiteness, and the cultivation of the years, it becomes more and more warm and moist like jade, as sharp as cutting, and as sharp as grinding.

There are gangsters, let people... a group of old doctors headed by the head of the ether hospital, with one hand covering their hearts like young people, and with the other hand, they are thinking about how to protect the gray beard that they have finally cultivated.

There is no other reason, there is a sharp sword guarding beside the jade-like young master.As the word "safe" appeared again and again, his face became colder and colder, and the hand holding a certain murder weapon seemed to be uncontrollable.

The unbearable past, their no eyebrows, no need...

"Yong, doctor!" Fu Mingqin snorted coldly at the imperial physicians in the room, and questioned dissatisfiedly, "Father and empress are fine, so why did you lose so much weight?!! Next!"

"Yes!"

The three generations of leaders in the hospital, old, middle-aged and young, more than 50 people, were all invited by Fu Mingqin early in the morning, and now they are looking sadly at Empress Wu, who is drinking tea leisurely.Those who work for the royal family will never lose their eyes. Besides, they have been knocked on several times before, and the imperial physicians are all terrified. Looking back at the time, they all murmured in their hearts, whether they are sick or not, give me an accurate word! ! !You father and son are playing with warmth, but we little shrimps are lying with our lives! ! ! !Diagnosis with life, is there any? ? ?The most important thing is that the imperial physicians screamed and roared, wishing they could shake people's heads and shout, "Your father was studying abroad, and he once studied under the ghost hand, the ghost hand!" ! ! !The famous genius doctor, the owner of Medicine King Valley, his medical skills are N times better than mine, do you understand? ? ?Have you read your father's glorious history?He didn't want you to know, so he pretended not to know, and there is no way out if you ask the bottom line, Your Highness, it's rare to be confused, my lord! '

Time passed mercilessly, and one by one came forward. Although Wu Ren could trust his disguise, he still sighed slightly when he saw the group of imperial doctors who were sweating coldly, and said again, "Qing'er, father! The back of the body is strong, don't embarrass the doctor!"

"No!" Fu Mingqin stood aside like a door god, and shook his head resolutely, "No, obviously my father has lost weight, thin, like, withered, and firewood!! I want to find out the reason, and make my father's empress fat for nothing. Yes, and then go hunting and fighting together on horseback!"

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Hearing this, Wu Ren's heart suddenly moved, a warm current flowed slowly, he closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was already a trace of subtle emotion in his eyes, the corners of his lips deepened a little, and he said dotingly, "Okay !"

The imperial physicians trembled collectively when they heard the words, with the four characters "white, white and fat" hovering on their foreheads, while tremblingly continuing the gold wire diagnosis.After watching it collectively, they returned to the imperial hospital in despair. The eunuchs rushed in in a panic before the ass was done, and then they were shocked again.

The emperor fainted, the emperor seemed to be fainted by his courtiers, or his grandfather! ! !

They didn't read the almanac when they went out today, right? ?

The imperial doctors collectively looked up at the blue sky.

The sky is very blue, with white clouds and a breeze blowing. It is a good time in spring and it is more suitable for running.

Holding the medicine box, the pale faces that hadn't recovered suddenly dimmed a bit, and all of them spread their legs and rushed to the Nuan Pavilion in the side hall of the imperial study. It's okay.

Arriving at the Nuan Pavilion panting, she tidied up her appearance a bit and checked her pulse.

The head of the courtyard turned pale.

The deputy head was suspicious, stepped forward to feel his pulse, and followed Qing.

According to seniority and official rank, the other old imperial doctors stepped forward to feel the pulse, and all of them followed suit.

Sure enough, I didn't read the almanac when I went out! ! !

how to say?

not sick?The emperor was stunned and has not woken up until now; sick?The emperor's pulse condition is stable and very good.

It's really... One is seriously ill, and still insists that he is not sick, and the other is fine, and he is still lying down with his eyes closed and unable to wake up. Isn't this playing with them? ? ?It's hard for the doctor! ! ! ! !

Master Shen Bai, the chief of Tai Hospital, stopped his nephew and several young people who were going forward, squinted his eyes and sent them back to prepare and boil medicine.Several old guys waited outside and looked at each other. They may have disputes in medical skills, but the tacit understanding cultivated over the years of work has long been connected with each other, and they have smelled the restless elements hidden in the air.

The Empress Dowager's real illness and the Emperor's fake illness, no matter what the truth is, if they are investigated, they will always be the ones who are unlucky.A quack doctor with poor medical skills can cut off his life.

Fu Mingtian wakes up leisurely, looking at the faces trembling outside, his pair of bright and sharp leopard eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking of something, a flash of light flashed away, and then the corners of his lips curled up, beckoning him to sit down, Asked carefully.

"Your Majesty is furious!" the Head of the Academy, Mr. Shen, said respectfully.

Fu Mingtian smiled without saying a word. During the time he closed his eyes just now, he had already slowly sorted out what he was thinking in his mind.Since the handle was brought to his door, there was no reason why he couldn't do it all at once.Picking up the medicinal soup obediently brought up, he took a sip, then covered his lips half-closed with one hand, coughed a few times, then slowly raised his eyes, looked at a few people, and recalled the scenery of the bear boy back then, how it was I hate taking medicine and seeing a doctor, "... I remember that I was still a dandy who didn't understand anything back then, just such a sword, as if I had grown up suddenly, a little..."

"Your Majesty is angry, which caused the old disease." Vice President Li Miaoshou nodded, and said respectfully, "You need to rest well, and you should not get angry again!"

"The minister waits for the second opinion!"

Fu Mingtian tried his best to hold up a big smiling face, and matched his pale face, showing a bit of frustration and loneliness, "I owe my illness to several doctors, and you were the ones who pulled me back from the ghost gate back then. Without you, I have already left with my brother..."

"I'm afraid, it's my job!" Several people bowed their heads together, cupped their hands, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty is the Son of the Dragon, so naturally he is blessed with great blessings!"

They played Tai Chi again and exchanged pleasantries a few times. Fu Ming only waved his hand to make people retreat.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I'm waiting to leave!" He lowered his head, cupped his hands, with a more respectful expression, and slowly retreated, and he was relieved when he returned to the Tai Hospital.

As soon as they returned to the imperial hospital, young and middle-aged people surrounded them one after another. They just wanted to ask for advice or scriptures, and then they listened to the Queen Mother Yi's order. Because of King Qin's "reckless" incident in the morning, I hereby hold a banquet in the palace and invite all the imperial doctors to the banquet.

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The head of the hospital, Shen Bai, stroked his beard, and stroked the sparse eyebrows on his forehead with nostalgia.True or false, false or true, why no one believes that King Qin is really congenitally ill. He read the classics of Xinglin, and traveled abroad, and finally found a case. It's a pity that no one believed it.Does power really make people so enchanted? ?But he is still a mortal after all, for the sake of family glory, he made a wrong step.

After taking care of the eunuchs, he returned to Yuanshou Pavilion in a gloomy manner. He slowly took up a pen and wrote a prescription, trembling, pursed his tearful lips, and looked fiercely in the next second. He threw the teacup on the ground, and then Accidentally cut himself.

"Dr. Shen!" The ten-year-old little drug boy came immediately after hearing the sound, swiftly collecting the fragments on the ground, and then helped the trembling imperial doctor to sit on the chair.Shen Bai suddenly felt his sleeves sink, and heard the little boy whisper, "My lord, a letter from your grandson."

Lonely glanced at the drug boy, stabilized his figure, took a deep breath, shivered slightly, stuffed the previous prescription into the drug boy's palm, and then waved his hand for someone to take the wound medicine.

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Fu Mingtian listened to the condolences delivered by the concubines in the harem or the various loving medicinal meals sent over, looked outside the door, and sighed, "Father should come to visit me, no matter how sensible she is?"

"..." All the palace attendants lowered their heads dumbly.

Fu Mingtian didn't expect anyone to answer him, but he frowned with a little resentment.From the emperor's point of view, Empress Wu is too perfect, so perfect that the superiors are afraid, how can others snore on the side of the couch.

The emperor once said that Empress Wu's weakness is the people of Jiangshan, because he has a benevolent heart.So more than [-] years ago, King Min rebelled and the enemy coveted him. He was willing to be silent and trapped in the harem.But during this year, he secretly felt that something had changed.Through the window, looking at the majestic palace in the distance, the smile on his face gradually faded, maybe it was the letter before he left that chilled his heart.After all, at that time, he was stunned and thought that it would be Empress Wu who could poison her child to death for faith, but he did not expect that it was the emperor who led the army.Find out from the dark guard that the ugly slave is a royal drug, and then see the mother of Xiaodouding Fu Minghao, as if slapped him hard, crackling in the air, and then, I can only watch his back secretly from a distance , looking delighted at Fu Mingqin's every word...he knew that Empress Wu's eyes had changed, loyalty, filial piety, propriety, and righteousness, the things that could have trapped him no longer existed.The several times of greetings, the meaning revealed from it is also clear, to win a high position for Fu Mingqin, and maybe help him clean up his old ministers, but the premise must also be established that he, the emperor, will not do anything to Fu Mingqin, otherwise...

"Everyone in the world says that being a mother is strong. Now I just want to be the father of my child so that people can live happily. Anyone who dares to covet my son will be killed!"

The cold and stern yet enviable words echoed in his ears. Fu Mingtian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly. To be honest, he really envied Fu Mingqin, who knew nothing and lived such an innocent life.

Forget it, I can't argue with the patient, I'm a little bit self-defeating, Fu Mingtian cheered up, summoned the secret guards, ordered the two in the prison, and Gu Shu and the two to secretly monitor, and then spread the word to guide the direction of public opinion.

Across the wall, no one had time to talk to the decadent Gu Qingmiao, letting him lie limp on the ground.

Fu Mingqin drooped his head, feeling that the road was so short for the first time, he deliberately walked several times, took a long detour, and finally came to the imperial study.

The emperor's brother was sick, and his father said he would come to visit him, but he still didn't believe it. Although his medical skills were not very good, he still thought he knew a little about medicine. After all, he secretly took his father's pulse, but his father found out too quickly. There are so many imperial physicians attending consultations.He couldn't figure out whether he should trust himself or not, he kept struggling and heard that his father was coming, so he volunteered and came.

What are you going to do when you come here?

Fu Mingqin glanced blankly at the beautiful flowers on the porch, and a minister who was opposite to them.

"The servant kowtowed to His Royal Highness King Qin!"

"Meet King Qin!"

"Excuse me!" Fu Mingqin waved his hand to make people get up with little interest. When he heard that the emperor had finished drinking the medicine and fell asleep, his first reaction was that he could leave. He turned around happily, but unexpectedly, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Turn around

Gu Qingmiao passed out on the ground, her face was pale, and beads of sweat gradually dripped from her forehead to the ground.

Frowning, "What are you doing in a daze? Don't hesitate to pass on to the imperial physician!"