Chapter 522 Witchcraft Storm 1

The emperor was extremely angry that witchcraft had appeared in his harem.

He must find out. If something happens to him one day, he doesn't want to die so soon.

All we have to do is find who in the palace is making the little dolls.

Xiao Guizi was shocked when he heard this and immediately took the order and left.

It is said that the Ninth Eunuch hurried to the Imperial Hospital, found the director, and briefly explained the matter.

The director of the hospital said, "Don't worry, Ninth Eunuch. Imperial Physician Li told us about the Imperial Concubine's condition as soon as he returned. The imperial physicians present at the Imperial Hospital are all checking medical records right now. As for the imperial edict, we will write it immediately and post it."

The Ninth Eunuch nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you, the Dean. I'll go back and report to the Emperor."

The court director bowed to the Ninth Eunuch and said, "Goodbye, Ninth Eunuch."

The Ninth Eunuch was an old man close to the emperor. He was a fair man and the court director was very respectful to him.

The news of the Ninth Eunuch had been conveyed, so he hurried back to the palace to report to the emperor.

Doctor Li returned to the Imperial Hospital and told the director of the hospital about Concubine Yun's symptoms. The director knew the seriousness of the matter and immediately asked him to go to the medical cabinet to check the medical books, and the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital also went with him.

Doctor Li was the first one to go.

The Medical Pavilion was built after all the medical books were stolen. The imperial physicians copied the medical books from their own home collections, or directly brought them from the public, and finally collected a room full of medical books, which became the current Medical Pavilion.

Although these medical books are not as precious as those in the past, they are not much different. After all, they are all collections of imperial physicians.

What’s missing are the handwritten notes written by the imperial physicians.

However, after Doctor Li entered the medical pavilion, he found that it had changed. There were many more bookshelves and many more medical books.

He was surprised. Why did the medical pavilion change?

So he hurried up to check it out, and what he saw shocked him to death. He was horrified to find that all the medical books and notebooks that had been stolen before were returned.

Doctor Li was horrified. This matter was too weird and too bizarre. These medical books disappeared mysteriously and returned mysteriously.

But he didn't have the heart to think about this now. The most important thing now was Concubine Yun's illness. If the emperor knew that the imperial doctors in their Imperial Hospital were helpless, he would be furious and there would be millions of corpses floating on the surface of the water.

So your life is important. It’s not too late to talk about this matter after Concubine Yun recovers from her illness.

So Doctor Li took a deep breath and quickly flipped through the medical book.

Soon, other imperial physicians came in and saw this scene. Like Imperial Physician Li, they were horrified and quickly checked medical books, only shouting in their hearts, "What the hell!"

The director of the hospital wrote the imperial edict and asked his deputy to post it. After that, he didn't even have dinner and came to the medical pavilion to help check it.

After he entered the medical pavilion, he saw that all the medical books had returned. He wiped his eyes vigorously and then burst into tears. These were the treasures of the Imperial Hospital, and they had returned like this.

He was so excited, he was thrilled. He walked forward and stroked the medical books and notes, as if he was stroking priceless treasures, his hands were shaking.

This is the result of the hard work of imperial physicians of all generations. It is thanks to the experience of our predecessors that we have the Imperial Medical Office today.

After the director was happy for a while, he didn't care how the medical books came back. He just thought that the medical books had run back on their own. Then he checked the medical books with the imperial doctors.

Su Yue, who was in Xihe Palace, saw this scene and curled her lips. She admired the imperial doctors for not shouting loudly that there was a ghost.

In fact, she had wanted to return these medical books to the Imperial Hospital for a long time, but there had never been a good opportunity. Today, when Concubine Yun fell ill, she estimated that the imperial doctors would check the medical books.

Given Concubine Yun's status and the fact that her illness was both strange and urgent, Su Yue was sure that the imperial doctors would not cause any trouble when they saw that the medical books had returned, but would only want to find out what exactly was wrong with Concubine Yun as soon as possible.

She also thought that those medical books might contain records about Concubine Yun's illness, so she returned all the medical books.

There were so many medical books that she had never finished reading them all. She had only picked out the important ones.

Besides, now that she has the elixir recipe, she doesn't need those medical books anymore.

But the recipe she had didn't have anything to cure witchcraft.

She hoped that the imperial doctors could find the answer from the medical books and notes and cure Concubine Yun.

Concubine Yun was not a good mother, but she never thought of taking her life, and the poison she had been poisoned with had already been cured for her.

Su Yue withdrew her mental strength, looked at Yun Fei, and fed her two sips of spiritual spring water, hoping to keep her alive for a little longer.

At this time, Murong Li was hurriedly brought to the main hall by a young monk. The young monk immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door of the main hall.

"What's the matter?"

A powerful and compassionate voice came from inside.

"Reporting to the host, the King of Li is here to visit."

“Squeak!”

As the young novice monk finished speaking, the door to the main hall opened, and out came an old monk in his fifties, dressed in a cassock and with a kind face. Upon seeing Murong Li, he immediately clasped his hands together in greeting, "Amitabha, benefactor, please."

The host made a gesture of invitation.

Murong Li returned his greeting, then entered the hall and the host closed the door.

Then both of them sat on the cushions.

"Master Host, I have come here today to ask you something important."

After sitting down, Murong Li couldn't wait to speak.

"Please speak, benefactor."

Murong Li: "Master, do you know witchcraft?"

"Witchcraft? Who is under witchcraft?"

"My mother, my queen, only has three days left. Master, can you break the spell?"

The presiding master clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I haven't seen what kind of witchcraft it is, so I can't give you a definite answer."

Murong Li was delighted: "Master, are you saying that you can break the witchcraft?"

The abbot still clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Donor, there are many kinds of witchcraft. I need to see them first to understand them. Let me take a look first."

"oh."

Murong Li suddenly realized something. He immediately stood up and left the hall and Xiangguo Temple with the abbot, got on a carriage, and headed straight for the palace.

"Master, are you Master Qingyuan's senior brother?"

In the carriage, when the two of them were silent, Murong Li asked.

The presiding master nodded and said: "I am your junior fellow apprentice, Qingyuan is your senior brother. Do you know your senior brother?"

Murong Li nodded and said, "We have met a few times. Master Qingyuan is too far from the capital. I just remembered that Master Qingyuan mentioned the host master, so I came to find him."

The abbot looked at him and said, "I am the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, and I am worshipped by the Murong royal family. It is my duty to help the donors relieve their worries."

The presiding master paused and said, "The donor and the eldest brother are fellow practitioners."

What he said was an affirmative sentence rather than a question. He sensed the same aura from Murong Li as from Qingyuan, and he knew that Murong Li was also a cultivator.

"Master, you have a good eye. I have received some guidance from Master Qingyuan and have just made some progress, but I don't know much about witchcraft."