Chapter 154 Reunion

My head is throbbing with pain.

Yan You frowned and pressed his hand to his forehead.

Facing everything before him, he felt overly detached, his mind was almost unable to function, veins bulged on his forehead, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out.

Yan You felt very hot, and he didn't care about the occasion and tore open his clothes without hesitation. His thin chest swelled with his breathing, and there was a long and continuous tinnitus in his ears.

He hadn't been able to sleep for too long, and dark circles accumulated under his eyes, leaving deep bruises. The long-term insomnia made him lose his mind and even his brain couldn't breathe.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and rubbed them with his hands, leaving the corners of his eyes red for a moment.

Intellectually, he knew that he was just sitting high up on the stands, with only three or four trusted ministers by his side. Below the stands, many other ministers were secretly watching and looking forward to the Taoist Dharma Assembly, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the mysterious monk.

He could no longer tell how many people were there on the field in front of him.

In a trance, it seemed as if there were people everywhere, huge crowds of people, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him greedily.

Another trance, it seemed as if there was nothing in front of me, with only the vague halo of the distant imperial city and the sky.

"Bang--"

It seemed to be the first gong and drum sounded by the Tiansi.

The discussion meeting that Yan You had carefully planned seemed to be about to begin.

The young emperor on the high platform pinched his nose bridge with a little fatigue.

Han Zhang withdrew his gaze silently.

The hands in the sleeves were clenched tightly.

Chen Yu also withdrew his gaze from the emperor, met the eyes of his colleague Han Zhang opposite him, and nodded imperceptibly.

The rumors in the palace finally spread among the people as someone deliberately fanned the flames.

Various versions of the story were immediately made up, with all kinds of strange and bizarre diseases, but one thing is indeed indisputable.

The young emperor was indeed "sick".

At first, the palace servants discovered that after the emperor fell asleep, there were still people talking in the bedroom. Later, there were activities in the palace. Finally, even the memorials were tampered with.

Things are getting worse.

There seems to be another thing inside the body of the Emperor of Zhongzhou.

The palace servants attributed it to the bewitching power of a ghost.

The ministers in the court regarded it as a trap set by an ambitious man.

The people outside the palace said that this was a curse cast by evil spirits.

Only the Imperial Master said distressedly: "Your Majesty is just ill. Anyone in the world can get this disease. He is just unlucky. However, with our careful care, he will definitely get better."

Shen Yu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.

The Imperial Master said it was a disease, and Your Majesty also agreed that it was a disease, so it is a disease.

If it is a disease, then it can definitely be cured.

What's wrong with seeking treatment from a famous doctor in the capital?

Waiting behind the screen was the miracle doctor that Chen Yu had spent so much effort to find.

"Bang--"

The Astronomical Supervisor struck the gongs and drums again.

It seems that it is time for the monks in the Taoist Discussion Association to enter the imperial city.

"Doctor Zhang, please come forward and see the saint."

Shen Yu heard his own voice saying this.

Doctor Zhang came from Nanzhou, so Shen Yu did some investigation. The information was full and there was no mistake, from small to large, everything was included. He even sent people from the Jiantian Division to use the secret method of shadow transformation to investigate in Nanzhou, and there was no mistake to be found.

Doctor Zhang is weak and sickly since childhood. He is slender and thin, has difficulty walking, and is blind, so he has difficulty moving.

At this moment, a celestial official pushed a wheelchair out from behind the screen.

The miracle doctor was wearing a gray robe at the moment, his face was covered with a white cloth, his back was straight, and his hair was slightly blown up by the high wind, with a hint of coldness and stubbornness between his brows.

He sat in a wheelchair, and seemed to feel that he was in front of the emperor. He said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

He raised his head slightly, and with his cloth-wrapped eyes, he seemed to be searching for the emperor's location.

Shen Yu looked at Yan You hesitantly.

At this moment, the young emperor was looking down, his hair falling from the side of his face, his expression could not be seen clearly. The emperor did not move, and it seemed that he did not care about the doctor who had been invited with great effort. He just lowered his head, one slender hand resting on the table, as if he was thinking about something.

Didn't your Majesty hear it?

Shen Yu's heart was instantly lifted.

He was wondering if he had misunderstood His Majesty's intention before. His Majesty had no intention of seeking medical attention at that time. He just made the sigh casually after a big quarrel with the imperial teacher. After all, before the imperial teacher left in a huff, he had been persuading His Majesty to put government affairs aside and not to be afraid of seeing a doctor.

Shen Yu silently clenched his hands. Should he pay money to remind His Majesty again that "the miracle doctor has arrived"?

Just as the loyal minister was thinking about whether to speak.

Han Zhang, another equally loyal and devoted "loner" minister, also became worried.

There was a flash of fear and horror in his eyes.

Han Zhang never doubted the current man's methods and cruelty. This was a man who killed his father, brother and sister in succession just to get to the top!

He also never doubted the power of the Heavenly Supervisory Office. What did the emperor's silence represent?

Could it be that the emperor has discovered that something is wrong with the miracle doctor?

Han Zhang's breathing paused slightly, but soon calmed down.

He is a veteran minister of two dynasties. He is able to stand firm in the court, which shows that he has a strong enough character.

He forced himself to calm down and review everything about the miracle doctor.

This was their final hidden move, and also a deliberate and unintentional move.

After all, before they invited the miracle doctor to Zhongzhou, they had not thought that the emperor would really need a person with superb medical skills to treat him one day.

The miraculous doctor who was outstanding in every aspect and could even cure the disease of "male infertility" came into the sight of the Heavenly Supervisor at this moment.

None of them had expected that they had not yet planned how to let the emperor see the miracle doctor without any trace of behind-the-scenes, but as a result, this most difficult task was solved inexplicably.

This is truly a blessing from God!

The investigation by the Tianjiansi will naturally yield no results. In essence, there is indeed such a person in Nanzhou, and all his achievements are real. Moreover, this person was born in Nanzhou Jinyiwei, and Jinyiwei will help to clean up the mess. There will not even be the slightest trace that could reveal that they were behind the operation.

The emperor couldn't possibly discover it.

Han Zhang forced himself to calm down.

The Heaven Monitoring Department has gathered countless intelligence in the past decade or so. It is as terrifying as a ghost, unable to leave any traces, and makes people live in the shadow of being watched.

But for something like this, there was no planning or discussion before they succeeded, it was almost a coincidence.

If the emperor could discover it, there must be something fishy going on, unless the doctor himself turned against him.

But why would a doctor from the Jinyiwei of Nanzhou, who wanted to cause civil unrest in Zhongzhou, turn against the emperor of Zhongzhou?

However, something went wrong that made the emperor ignore Liuwei.

Han Zhang thought hard.

His eyes accidentally met Chen Yu, who was also worried.

The eyes of the two met and collided violently in the air, but the fight never came to a conclusion.

"I am Zhang Yuan, your humble servant, honored to meet your majesty."

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

The doctor sitting in the wheelchair seemed to have not received any feedback for a long time, so he just said it again.

Han Zhang and Shen Yu turned their heads in panic and looked at the emperor.

"who--"

The young emperor spoke in a low, hoarse voice, impatiently, with the last syllable slightly drawn out. He raised his eyes, and the red bloodshot was very obvious in his sharp eyes. The dark circles under his eyes also added an unignorable gloom to the emperor.

The powerful majesty and aura that came with the gazes almost made Han Zhang and Shen Yu hold their breath for a moment!

Shen Yu couldn't help but regret bringing Doctor Zhang into the palace. It seemed like he had done something wrong for a moment!

The physician, who was facing the emperor's impatience, merely raised an eyebrow.

In the stunned eyes of Shen Yu, he shouted again: "I am Zhang Yuan, the humble servant, honored to meet His Majesty!"

"Zhang, Yuan?"

His Majesty, who had not slept for a long time and whose temper was becoming increasingly violent, stared at the daring doctor in front of him, reciting the doctor's name word by word. Every unclear word was terrifying in the emperor's scarlet eyes!

The emperor seemed to be angry!

Chen Yu's breathing quickened a little, and he was about to step forward to apologize and take away the "results" of his misunderstanding.

"Come forward."

The emperor suddenly whispered.

Shen Yu was stunned and couldn't help but look at Han Zhang opposite him, who was also stunned.

Chen Yu couldn't help thinking, fortunately there was a colleague on the other side as a reference, otherwise he would have doubted whether he had heard it wrong, the emperor actually let a person he had never met get close to him! Although the emperor used to be courteous and good at judging people, but recently as the "symptom" became more serious, this kind of thing rarely happened.

Tianshi, who was pushing the wheelchair behind him, hesitated for a moment, then pushed the thin doctor forward.

The wheelchair is pushed.

The emperor's eyes were fixed on the movement of the wheelchair, without blinking.

That seems to be an extremely terrible...

Focus!

Shen Yu was startled by the words that popped up in his mind.

The doctor seemed to be pushed closer by the Heavenly Supervisor behind him, and also seemed to be captured and pulled towards him by the emperor's gaze.

Finally, the wheelchair stopped.

The Tianshi behind the doctor lowered his head and stepped back, keeping a distance.

The emperor was still staring at the blind doctor, who seemed dazed and motionless. He could not see that the Qilin Emperor of Zhongzhou suddenly raised his hand towards him and slowly reached out to him. He could not see the greedy eyes that were licking his body inch by inch as if it were real, but he still seemed unsatisfied.

There was a table between them.

The emperor raised his hand and suddenly landed on the armrest of the wheelchair across the table.

Shen Yu was startled and glanced at the emperor hesitantly, but the emperor ignored him and just stared at the doctor persistently.

The doctor didn't notice the emperor's actions at all. He seemed extremely uneasy. It was silent on the platform, and only a few noises could be heard occasionally coming from below.

"you--"

An expression of surprise suddenly appeared on the doctor's face, and the wheelchair was quickly pulled away. The poor blind doctor was dragged by the emperor in the wheelchair to change his position, bypass the table, and come to the emperor's side.

"do what!"

He was still shouting in confusion.

Shen Yu could sense the helplessness he felt, but he just took a step back silently, retracting the steps he had taken out of surprise.

The young emperor stretched out his hand again, and his hand was no longer the same size as it was a dozen years ago.

The long, broad hand fell in front of the doctor's face, and for a moment it seemed to be tracing the doctor's appearance.

Then, he really and completely stuck to her and held the doctor's slightly panicked face.

Only then did the emperor slowly reveal a satisfied smile.