Even though Feng Wuyou slept well, he was awakened by the sound.

She knew that Shangguan Xiuruo was seriously injured, but there were Donglin's spiritual medicine. With her treatment, there would be no other dangers except for the possibility of fever.

What else can make Emperor Donglin send someone so anxious to find her?

Even if there is really something wrong, Shangguan Xiuruo has so many imperial physicians around him, Donglin already has a lot of medicine, and the medical skills of these imperial physicians are second to none. What situation can't be handled?

"What the hell is going on?" She got out of bed while dressing. Seeing that she was neatly dressed, Xiao Jinglan went to open the door.

The person who came to knock on the door was a small inner eunuch next to Emperor Donglin. He was often followed by Cui Xiu, and maybe Cui Xiu's apprentice, which Feng Wuyou had seen before.

"I don't know. The little prince was fine before, but in the middle of the night, he suddenly twitched and vomited. The imperial physicians used many methods but did not work. The emperor was so anxious that he could only ask the slave to invite Her Majesty the Queen."

The little eunuch was very polite. Although he didn't know why Shangguan Xiu got sick, he could explain the causes and consequences clearly.

Feng Wuyou had already put on her clothes at this time and was unwilling to delay any further. She walked out the door and said, "Let's go."

Seeing her so decisive, the little eunuch breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way in front.

Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan followed him and walked to the place where Shangguan Xiuruo was.

They had all gotten up, and Qianxin Qianyue and Yan Lin Nie Zheng naturally followed immediately.

Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan must not be without their service.

When we arrived at Shangguan Xiuruo's room, as soon as we entered, we saw several imperial physicians gathered together, everyone was covered in sweat beads, whispering to each other, but their faces were full of embarrassment, as if there was something unspeakable.

Feng Wu was surprised, but at the moment of the patient, she didn't have the heart to care too much and asked directly: "What's going on?"

These imperial physicians must have been diagnosed and treated, so I asked them directly as soon as possible.

Several imperial physicians looked at each other, but no one answered. One of them said, "The Queen of Phoenix should take a look first."

Feng Wuyou saw that he looked strange and seemed to have already made a judgment on Shangguan Xiuruo's condition, but for some reason he just didn't say it.

She was full of doubts, but she didn't say anything, just walked towards Shangguan Xiuruo.

Shangguan Xiuruo's body was not good at all, but after such injuries, his whole little face turned pale, which made people feel pity for him.

When Feng Wuyou finished the operation on him, although he was weak, he was very calm and fell asleep peacefully. Feng Wuyou could even assert that his injury would never have any major problems.

But at this time, Shangguan Xiuruo was no longer as good as he had been a few hours ago. He frowned, his expression was painful, and his hands, feet and body were spasming. If there weren't a palace maid pressing and protecting him, he would have fallen down to the bed just by such a spasm.

Not only that, his chest was in a mess, full of rotten chyme, and chyme was constantly vomiting out of his mouth. The palace maid kept wiping it around, but it was useless. As soon as he wiped it a little cleaned, something new was spit out again.

I don’t know how long Shangguan Xiuruo vomited, but what was pouring out of his mouth was no longer chyme, but light yellow water.

Feng Wuyou's eyebrows suddenly frowned. There was nothing in his stomach to vomit. If he vomited, he would be afraid that he would spit out all his bile.

"Empress Phoenix!" Emperor Donglin has been staying here. When he saw Feng Wuyou, he immediately came up to him like a life-saving straw.

"Queen Feng, come and see Ruoer. How come he suddenly became like this?"

While saying that, he glared at the imperial physicians fiercely.

These imperial physicians are really useless. Feng Wuyou has already done the most difficult part, and they can't do some nursing work.

If Xiu Jing became like this now, they would not even be able to diagnose a reason. I really don’t know what the imperial court spent so much money to support them for.

The imperial physicians received the gaze of Emperor Donglin, but simply lowered their heads in evasion.

It’s not that they can’t diagnose the reason, but that even if they diagnose the reason, they don’t dare to say it at all.

Feng Wuyou immediately sat next to Shangguan Xiuruo without waiting for Emperor Donglin to say something, and reached out to hold his wrist.

After careful diagnosis of the pulse for a while, a look of extreme surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Empress Phoenix, how about it?" Emperor Donglin asked urgently.

He was eager to know what was wrong with his son.

Feng Wuyou ignored Emperor Donglin, but stood up and looked at Shangguan Xiuruo's eyelids. Then, he used a silver needle to pick up some of his vomit and placed it in front of his nose to carefully argue.

A slightly familiar smell came to her nose, but she still didn't want to draw a conclusion easily, saying: "Is the dagger that assassinated the little prince still there? Take it to me."

At this time, everyone knew that Feng Wuyou was the only one who could save the little prince. Before Emperor Donglin could give him the order, someone brought the dagger.

Feng Wuyou carefully distinguished on the dagger, but after seeing it, the doubt in her eyes became deeper.

"Empress Feng, what's wrong with Xiuruo?"

Feng Wuyou kept silent, and Emperor Donglin was anxious.

He only has this son, shouldn't it? Xiuruo was so seriously injured that he could never save him?

Feng Wuyou put the dagger aside and finally raised his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the little prince...is poisoned."

"What?" Emperor Donglin never expected to hear such an answer and immediately shouted: "But haven't you seen it before you treat the injury, saying that there is no poison on the dagger?"

Feng Wuyou did identify and say something before performing surgery on Shangguan Xiuruo.

The toxic and non-toxic surgical procedures are completely different, and she cannot start without confirmation.

In order to find out if she was wrong, she just read it again.

"There is indeed no poison on the dagger." Feng Wuyou said in a deep voice.

"Empress Feng, what do you mean!" Emperor Donglin couldn't help it and said anxiously: "Since the weapon that stabbed Xiu Ruo was not poisoned, how could he be suddenly poisoned?"

A thought flashed through Emperor Donglin's mind, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the imperial physicians, shouting angrily: "Are you?"

You guys are so brave!"

The imperial physicians knelt down quickly, kowtowed one by one, and kept saying, "Your Majesty, you are not a minister... You are definitely not a minister!"

"Your Majesty, it's not their business." At this time, Feng Wuyou also spoke out.

If Shangguan Xiu handed it directly to them, they would not dare to poison them at this time, unless they did not want their own lives.

She glanced at the imperial physicians and finally understood why their expressions were so strange.

They had seen early in the morning that if Shangguan Xiu was poisoned, they would not dare to say it at all.

"Your Majesty, what the little prince inscribed is not new poison. The poison in his body has been at least four years."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Donglin was stunned for a moment.

"Impossible!" He cried out: "Xuoru is only seven years old this year, how old is he four years ago? How could he be poisoned since four years ago? He is my prince, who dares to harm him!"

Feng Wuyou looked at Donglin Emperor quietly, and did not retreat because of his anger.

She, the ace military doctor, is not always in the army.

When there is no task, she will also attend the normal hospital for diagnosis and treatment in military hospitals.

She was even a famous knife in the hospital.

As a doctor, she has seen too many irrational patients' families. Donglin Emperor is just a little CASE.

When Emperor Donglin finished shouting, she added in a low voice: "The little prince was poisoned not only four years ago, but also the poison is continuous. During these four years, someone has been poisoning him continuously."

Emperor Donglin widened his eyes.

How is it possible? Who is so brave to do such a thing?

He remembered the strange and strange expressions of the imperial physicians, and suddenly turned his head to look at them.

"Did you see it long ago?" He stared at the imperial physician who was kneeling all over the ground and asked sternly.

The imperial physicians were all trembling. They knew that Emperor Donglin would have such a reaction, so they didn't dare to say it.

Donglin only has such a prince. How brave is he to dare to attack the little prince? Moreover, he is constantly poisoning, so he must have a very close relationship with the little prince and be able to frequently contact his diet.

There will be no more than ten people in the entire palace who can have such conditions for poisoning.

These people have extraordinary identities and backgrounds.

It is not difficult to diagnose Shangguan Xiu as being poisoned, but telling this matter really makes them embarrassed.

Because, this is likely to be related to the secrets of the royal family!

After all, the imperial physician who had previously spoken to Feng Wuyou took a step forward and said with a stinging bullet: "Return to the emperor, my colleagues, and others' diagnosis and treatment are the same as the Queen Feng. The little prince is indeed constantly poisoned."

"Bastard!" Emperor Donglin suddenly waved his hand and smashed a pedestal beside him, pointing at the imperial physicians and cursing: "Since he was poisoned so early, why didn't one of you find out one by one? Don't you have to diagnose Ruoer's Ping'an pulse every day? Why can't you even diagnose such an obvious thing!"

No wonder...no wonder Ruoer's body has always been so weak.

In the past, he always thought it was because Ruoer was born prematurely and had congenital deficiencies.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

It was because someone had been poisoning him, so his body was going to go back and forth, and it would never be better!

The imperial physician was scolded by Emperor Donglin and looked so bad that his face turned pale, but he did not dare to refute a word.

This is indeed their major dereliction of duty.

"His Majesty, calm down." Feng Wuyou spoke again.
Chapter completed!