When Nangong Ao heard the imperial physician's words, he said angrily, "Come on, I'll take this quack doctor down and chop it up."

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" The imperial physician was so scared that he fell at his feet and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

Nangong Ao heard the imperial physician's plea and angrily scolded, "Even ordinary high fever symptoms cannot be cured, which shows how you mixed up with fish and dragons and got into the imperial hospital. Today, I will cut you down, the imperial physicians

Sooner or later, you are just a scattered person, and my life will be lost in your hands at that time."

"Emperor..." The imperial physician felt that it was too resentful when he heard this. Although his medical skills were not as good as Song Qisheng, he was also very skilled in medical skills. He was not the one who was admitted to the Imperial Hospital with his ability. He was not the one who was so slutty in Nangong Ao's mouth.

only.

The imperial physician was pulled out of the door and was still shouting that Nangong Ao would spare his life. However, he was really unlucky, which aroused Nangong Ao's physical strength and blood-devouring nature.

"Ah!" After a scream, the slave came in and reported, "Master, the head has fallen to the ground."

When Nangong Ao heard this, he ordered, "Transfer my will. Whoever dares to go to the Imperial Hospital in the future will be killed without any hesitation."

"Yes." After hearing Nangong Ao's order, the slave immediately went down to make a notice.

Zhang Fugui stood there, looking at the angry Nangong Ao, and didn't dare to take a breath.

Nangong Ao, who killed the imperial physician, looked at Ye Wange, who was burned in the fire on the bed and ordered, "How many imperial physicians are there in Yulu Palace?"

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he immediately replied, "Emperor, the imperial physicians in Yulu Palace have all gone to Lanling Villa. There are only two imperial physicians left, one of whom is at the Empress Dowager's place, and the other has just lost his head."

When Nangong Ao heard this, he said irritably, "There are two imperial physicians around me. Is the Imperial Hospital short of people? Or is it short of money?"

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he immediately replied, "Your Majesty, there are hundreds of imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital, most of whom are in Lanling Villa, and a small part are coming here in the imperial palace in the capital."

When Nangong Ao heard this, he said angrily, "When they come, I'm afraid the Queen's life will be gone long ago. Go, go and send me the imperial physician beside the Queen Mother."

"Yes." Zhang Fugui did not dare to delay the order when he heard Nangong Ao's orders, and immediately went to the Empress Dowager's place to ask for someone.

The emperor uploaded the imperial doctor, who dares to delay it?

The imperial physician in the Empress Dowager's place came with a sad face when he heard the emperor uploading him to see the queen.

If it were normal for me, I was afraid that the imperial physicians would rush to come up with such an errand. However, now the queen has a high fever and has not subsided. The first imperial physician to treat her has lost her head, so the imperial physician next to the empress dowager dared not

Come.

But with the emperor's order, he dared not not come. If he came, he would still have a try. If he didn't come, he would definitely lose his head.

When the imperial physician arrived, after diagnosing Ye Wange's pulse, the situation was roughly the same as the first one.

"Then you prescribe medicine for the queen and relieve the high fever." Nangong Ao ordered after hearing this.

When the imperial physician heard this, he said with a bitter face, "Emperor, I have seen the prescriptions used by the queen, and all the antipyretic drugs that can be used are used, and they are all precious and good medicines. There is no medicine available now.

Now.”

When Nangong Ao heard this, his sword eyebrows flicked and shouted angrily, "If you can't cure the queen, just wait to lose your head, right?"

When the imperial physician heard this, he nodded in fear, "Yes! I will do my best."

"What I want is not your best. Even if you don't need any medicine, you have to reduce the high fever of the Queen." Nangong Ao ordered in a deep voice.

Although the imperial physician had no choice, he agreed first.

Only by agreeing first can you save your life and find a way to solve this problem.

The imperial physician immediately instructed the slave to untie Ye Wange's clothes, and then wipe Ye Wange with a warm square towel.

Nangong Ao stood there, staring at the bed without turning his eyes, his face blushed and his lips were skinny and chapped.

Nangong Ao was caught with heartache, wishing he could bear the blame on Ye Wange.

The imperial physician ordered the servant to wipe Ye Wange and cool down, and then retreated to the outer room to wait.

The imperial physician stood there and asked Zhang Fugui in a low voice, "Grandpa, when will the imperial physician who is rushing to the capital here be here?"

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he knew that the imperial physician had no idea that he could not cure Ye Wange's disease.

Zhang Fugui, who glanced at the imperial physician, shook his head, "As soon as possible, tomorrow morning."

"Hiss!" The imperial physician gasped when he heard this, "What should I do?"

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he was even more sure that the imperial physician also had a three-legged hair and could not cure the disease.

"Grandpa, the queen is so sick. Is she infected with a plague?" The imperial physician was not sure what kind of disease it was, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Nangong Ao.

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he glanced at the imperial physician and said, "Our family reminds you that if you can't cure it, run away. Don't lose your head because of nonsense."

When the imperial physician heard this, he reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said repeatedly, "Yes."

The imperial physician said to Zhang Fugui, "Dadfather-in-law, the queen's difficult and complicated diseases are really not sure that it can be cured. I just hope that the queen can survive until tomorrow and wait for the talented people who come to the Imperial Hospital."

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he glanced at the imperial physician beside him and whispered, "You kid, you came in again!"

When the imperial physician heard this, he immediately said, "Things are not."

After the imperial physician finished speaking, he said as if he had a premonition that something was wrong, "Please give me some good words."

When Zhang Fugui heard this, he immediately shuddered, "You spare our family! Don't say a few good words for you now. Our family is in front of the emperor and you don't even dare to breathe."

When the imperial physician heard this, before he could ask Zhang Fugui again, he heard screams from inside the house.

When Ye Wange was lying there and her legs twitched, Nangong Ao was completely unable to calm down.

"Ah, Queen!" Xiaodie shouted first, followed by Nangong Ao's angry voice, "Imperial Doctor."

The imperial physician who was sitting in the outer room was talking to Zhang Fugui. When he heard the roar, his legs were weak and almost fell. If Zhang Fugui hadn't helped him, the imperial physician would have fallen to the ground on the spot.

"I am here!" The imperial physician responded weakly.

Zhang Fugui looked at the frightened imperial physician who was standing there motionless and said, "Get in quickly."

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" The imperial physician responded in a series of yells when he heard Zhang Fugui's urging.

Nangong Ao looked at Ye Wange, who was shocked and trembling, and was so scared that he immediately stepped forward to hug Ye Wange and shouted loudly at the imperial physician.

After the imperial physician came in uneasy, he saw Nangong Ao picking up Ye Wange who was unconscious and immediately said, "Emperor, let the Empress lie down."

Nangong Ao held Ye Wange's hot body and shouted at the imperial physician, "I ordered you to cure the queen immediately, otherwise I would have your head now."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The imperial physician responded immediately after hearing this.

Nangong Ao put Ye Wange on the bed, and the imperial physician took Ye Wange's pulse.

In fact, the imperial physician was helpless. Now, it was just a delay in taking Ye Wange's pulse.

"Bang", Ye Wange's legs raised and fell heavily on the bed.

"Queen!" Nangong Ao said in panic.

Seeing Ye Wange gritting her teeth tightly, the imperial physician was panicked and didn't care about asking for instructions. He pinched Ye Wange's man's jaw with one hand. After Ye Wange let go of his mouth, the imperial physician finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The tears on his forehead fell like rain. The imperial physician ran in front of Nangong Ao and said, "Emperor, the queen's condition is in critical condition. I have done my best. Please ask the emperor to summon Song Didian, who knows the queen's condition immediately."

When Nangong Ao heard the imperial physician in front of him and said he was helpless, he wanted to order him to be pulled out and behead him, but when he thought that the waste in front of him was the only imperial physician left in Yulu Palace, he suppressed his anger again.

"Song Tidian is in Lanling Villa. Do you want me to send you there too?" Nangong Ao asked sternly, his brows frowned tightly, his face full of murderous aura.

The imperial physician knew that Nangong Ao wanted to kill him, and immediately said, "Emperor, the empress can only control the queen's condition for the time being. He cannot cure this disease. He can only write the queen's condition into a letter and hand it over to Song Tidian to ask Song Tidian to think of countermeasures.

.”

When Nangong Ao heard this, he felt that the imperial physician in front of him was very reasonable.

At present, the only way to tell Song Qisheng about this condition and let Song Qisheng think of a solution.

Nangong Ao heard the imperial physician's advice and said, "Then why don't you go and write a letter to Song Tidian."

"Yes." When the imperial physician heard this, he immediately got up and went out to write a letter to Song Qisheng.

Nangong Ao ordered Zhang Fugui, "Grandpa, send someone to send the letter to Song Qisheng, hurry up."

"Yes." Zhang Fugui looked at Nangong Ao with a sad face, and became puzzled. It was said that the emperor was ruthless to the queen, so why was the emperor so worried?

After the imperial physician wrote the letter, Zhang Fugui immediately sent someone to send the letter to Lanling Villa.

Ye Wange was seriously ill, which was an urgent matter. He came to Song Qisheng as quickly as possible.

Song Qisheng held the letter in his hand like a hot potato.

Looking at Xin Song Qisheng, he frowned and his heart was beating up and down.

"Master, what's wrong?" Song Qisheng's apprentice Baojiang asked as he looked at Song Qisheng's gray face.

Song Qisheng's hand trembled with the letter, "The queen is sick and said she suddenly had an emergency. She was confused and didn't believe it if she didn't get rid of the high fever. The imperial physician in Yulu Palace was helpless and wrote down the queen's symptoms and handed it to me."

Baojiang heard that Ye Wange was so serious and so bizarre, and immediately asked, "Master, did you have any symptoms that have been diagnosed?"

When Song Qisheng heard this, he sighed and shook his head, saying, "We pay attention to looking, smelling, and cutting. How could a teacher determine the disease based on the described situation without seeing the queen himself?

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Chapter completed!