Lu Yuyan was furious. It was as if he was eager to treat the Empress Dowager. He grabbed Lu Xiaoyun's hand and was about to speak when Lu Xiaoyun stopped him.
“Father, I can guarantee that Mr. Lu will be able to cure Grandmother.”
"Heh, fourth brother, what do you have to guarantee with? Your head? Tsk tsk, do you think your head is more precious than the Empress Dowager?" Zhu Chen said sarcastically.
Lu Xiaoyun pursed her lips and remained silent.
The old emperor stared at Lu Xiaoyun with a livid face.
Zhu Zhi snorted coldly: "You think you're something special just because you earned a tiny bit of military merit? I don't know which backwater you brought this guy from. He's only fifteen or sixteen years old. Even if he's a child prodigy, and he's been learning medicine since birth, does he think he can compare to imperial physicians like Physician Jiang who have been practicing medicine for decades? Ha, you dare to let him treat the Empress Dowager? Fourth brother, have you lost your mind from all the fighting?"
The people in the hall looked at Zhu Zhi as if he were a fool, and a few of them silently moved a few steps away from him.
Lu Xiaoyun scoffed, "So, the Crown Prince and the Third Prince have a renowned physician, yet they refuse to treat the Empress Dowager, just watching her suffer like this? If that's the case, why bother with this act of filial piety?"
"You! How dare you talk nonsense!" Zhu Zhi's face turned red with anger, probably from being pinched by the Empress Dowager.
"Nonsense? Who was it that said to post notices everywhere, and who was it that to send out more than a hundred guards to search for famous doctors? What, now that I have brought the divine doctor to my grandmother, you are making excuses? What kind of logic is that!"
Lu Yuyan really felt sorry for his sister. Her son and grandson didn't believe her, so why did she have to ask him to help?
But his sister held his hand down tightly, so he couldn't say anything.
At this moment, Imperial Physician Jiang entered. Upon seeing the tense atmosphere in the hall, he disregarded everything else, especially since the person had been brought by Prince An.
"Your Majesty, this young Mr. Lu's medical skills are extremely superb. This old minister was fortunate enough to witness it firsthand. His Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. I urge Your Majesty to let him try it."
The old emperor's eyes were like knives, sharp as ice, as he looked at Physician Jiang.
The imperial physicians who followed him in shuddered upon hearing this. Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle?
Lost for hundreds of years, and not even recorded in ancient books, how could a young boy know the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Needle!
Are you kidding me?
Is Jiang Lianying getting senile?
The Empress Dowager, who was in so much pain she was about to faint, said, "Yu'er, let, let this Mr. Lu come over. I am willing to give it a try."
She said to the old emperor, "No matter what, my life or death is none of Mr. Lu's business."
Lu Yuyan couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for this Empress Dowager.
"Mother..."
The Empress Dowager shook her head: "Say no more. Rather than die in this pain, let Mr. Lu try it."
She endured the pain and looked at Lu Yuyan, her eyes bloodshot: "Don't worry about treating me. I am the Empress Dowager. I've said it before, life and death are none of your concern. You can treat me with confidence and boldness."
Lu Yuyan nodded.
Lu Xiaoyun rushed forward and grasped the Empress Dowager's hand: "Grandmother, don't worry, Ayan will definitely cure you."
Crown Prince Zhu Zhi's bloodied hand was finally freed, but he was unwilling to accept it; his hand could not have suffered in vain: "Grandmother..."
The Empress Dowager nodded to Lu Xiaoyun: "Grandmother believes in you." She left Zhu Zhi aside.
Zhu Zhi glared angrily at the person who had seized his territory as soon as he arrived.
Lu Yuyan unfolded his silver needle kit and, while taking out the needles, said calmly, "Apart from Imperial Physician Jiang and His Highness Prince An, please have everyone else wait outside the hall."
"How dare you order Father and I to wait in His Highness?!" Zhu Zhi leaned forward, his eyes filled with the contempt of someone high above.
Lu Yuyan did not back down, looking at Zhu Zhi indifferently, as if to say, "I won't make a move unless you leave."
The old emperor glanced at Lu Yuyan and snorted coldly, "Get out, all of you!"
The group reluctantly walked out.
The fourth princess, Ruoling, had just come of age and timidly said, "Fourth brother."
Lu Xiaoyun nodded to her, indicating that she should also go out first.
Ruoling glanced at Lu Yuyan, who was tidying up the silver needles, and followed him out the door. Could a boy of similar age to her really have such good medical skills to save her grandmother?
The door to the sleeping quarters then slowly closed behind everyone.
Zhu Zhi held his injured hand in one hand, his face was pale, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was in pain.
Right Chancellor Bu Feizhang hurriedly walked up to Zhu Zhi, grabbed his hand, and asked in surprise, "Your Highness, what happened? How did you get injured?"
Bu Feizhang gripped him too tightly, and blood immediately gushed out from the four holes again. Zhu Zhi tried to pull away, but Bu Feizhang held him firmly.
Zhu Zhi gritted his teeth, fine beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead: "It's alright. As long as my grandmother can transfer even the slightest bit of pain, it would be worth it even if my hand is crippled."
The old emperor then looked at Zhu Zhi's hands, blood dripping from between his and Bu Feizhang's fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense, are you going to throw these hands away? Where is the imperial physician? Hurry up and bandage the crown prince."
Bu Feizhang then released his grip.
However, after a short while, the Empress Dowager's cries of pain in the bedchamber gradually subsided, and after a cup of tea's time, they could no longer be heard.
What happened inside?
Is the Empress Dowager no longer having a headache?
still……
The courtiers outside the palace, unaware of what was happening inside, simply looked at each other and shook their heads.
The old emperor's gaze swept across Zhu Chen's face, seemingly with some displeasure.
The Second Prince, Zhu Heng, huddled far behind a group of imperial relatives, casually stroking the jade pendant at his waist, attracting little attention.
Princess Ruoling pressed her large, watery eyes against the door, trying to peek through the crack to see what was happening inside, but a screen blocked everything.
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