Suddenly she fainted. Normally, I should have shaken her and tried to wake her up, but she did nothing.

It's like a glass ball in my arms, which will break if touched.

He stood motionless, half-bent his knees, his arms around her waist, letting her soft head rest on his shoulder, breathing softly.

The emperor was naturally frightened as well, and stood up suddenly, "Don't worry, Yan Zhuo, she must be tired. Carry her to the room and let her lie down. I will summon all the doctors to the palace to examine her."

Yan Zhuo snorted, his nose filled with coldness, "Those rubbish are not even as good as her medical skills, what's the point of inviting them?"

emperor,"……"

After all, he is an official appointed by the imperial court. Can't he be more reserved when scolding?

"As the old saying goes, a doctor doesn't treat himself, and doesn't pass on his skills to other doctors. Do you know how to diagnose a pulse, or do I know how to diagnose a pulse? Why don't you tell me?" The emperor died of anger.

The noble concubine had just finished the surgery, and he didn't even rush in to close her eyes right away, but he was still being stubborn?

Yan Zhuo was silent for a moment, staring at Jiang Ying's slightly tired and pale face, but he could not find a better solution.

At the end, he said "hmm" with a heavy nasal tone.

His body and posture were as steady as an old dog, without any change.

Because he seemed to have heard her mention this before, that if someone suddenly fainted or fell and couldn't get up, the first thing to do was not to move him, but to evacuate the surrounding area to let the air circulate.

It would be best if the patient wakes up on his own. Otherwise, he should wait for professionals instead of letting people who don't understand medicine come in casually.

Therefore, he looked at the panicked palace maids in the yard and said, "Your Majesty, tell them to get out of here and stop stealing air from my Yingying. Also, when the imperial physician comes, don't bring all of them here at once. Three at a time, each with half a cup of tea. If they can't explain anything, they will be taken away and beaten with a stick!"

So that those old guys don’t have to keep practicing Tai Chi with their mouths open.

emperor,"……"

When it comes to tyranny and unreasonableness, even I, the emperor, can't compare to him, right?

Otherwise, considering that Jiang was like this because of treating the imperial concubine, he really wanted to drive the two of them out of the palace together!

Show, so show!

Even a layman like him could roughly sense that Jiang was probably overworked. Yan Zhuo's martial arts skills were so high, how could he not tell that a man had fallen asleep or was in a bad condition and couldn't wake up?

It's just a mess!

Yan Zhuo could see that the emperor didn't know. He just didn't want any possible accidents to happen, especially those that would harm Jiang Ying.

Not long after, more than a dozen imperial doctors came in response.

When they heard that she was treating Jiang Ying, they all looked at each other in surprise. "This... Miss Jiang's medical skills are so amazing that even the emperor awarded her a plaque of 'Wonderful and Benevolent Doctor' as a reward. Can we... get her eyes?"

"What disease does she have? Is it serious? What if we can't cure it?"

Xiao Xuanzi was unhappy when he heard this. "Disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. I advise you to talk less and do more. What's the point of discussing these trivial things? Could it be that you dare to disobey the imperial order?"

If Miss Jiang is not in serious trouble, they will just go through the motions and let Prince Yan go.

Upon hearing this, more than a dozen imperial doctors looked at Xiao Xuanzi at the same time, as if a door of inspiration had been opened...

About half a cup of tea later, the imperial doctors surrounded Xiaoxuanzi and stuffed a lot of random things into him. Finally, they figured out the whole story and were no longer so panicked.

And, the first three people will be decided by rock-paper-scissors.

Obviously, they are afraid to touch the rhythm of frowning.

Xiao Xuanzi wanted to laugh when he saw this. After they had arranged their order for the examination, they were brought in groups.

Although they had already made preparations in advance, the imperial doctors couldn't help but shiver when they saw Yan Zhuo's icy face.

꾨The first group.

The first doctor, Xiao, did not dare to make a diagnosis after feeling the patient's pulse. He just lowered his head and whispered, "Your Highness, I am a humble official with limited knowledge. I have to wait for Doctor Zhang and Doctor Miao to feel the patient's pulse. The three of us will discuss it and make a final conclusion."

Yan Zhuo frowned and spoke coldly, "Shouldn't you spend more time on medicine? Don't just go home and play with your grandchildren all day long! Have your sons and grandchildren studied the family tradition thoroughly, and are they willing to take over your inheritance?"

Just a few words made the three doctors break out in cold sweat.

Finally, the emperor spoke up to save them from further suffering. "Alright, go and discuss it over there. Not only do you need to explain the condition and severity of the disease, but you also need to decide what medicine to take. Otherwise, I can't help you if you are vague!"

Didn't you see? His cousin is like a firecracker, and no one knows when it will explode.

The three imperial doctors, Xiao, Zhang and Miao, moved aside with bitter faces, not daring to discuss the matter with the emperor. Finally, they tremblingly gave Yan Zhuo a diagnosis of "overwork and lack of rest" and prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves and strengthen the spleen.

Yan Zhuo knew what was going on, but he just didn't like these doctors. Just when he was about to find fault, Doctor Mu suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, may I ask if Miss Jiang slept very late last night? We can see that Miss Jiang has dark circles under her eyes. She must have stayed up late. In addition, she spent half a day treating the imperial concubine. It is normal for her to be so exhausted."

Last night? Yan Zhuo thought about it briefly. Last night he was not with Ying'er...

Putting aside the now-deceased Hu Xinglin, last night could be called the happiest night for him since he had a little girl.

So strictly speaking, it was him who made Ying'er stay up all night...

Thinking of this, Yan Zhuo suddenly pursed his lips with a twinkling look in his eyes, and stared down at the quiet and well-behaved little girl in his arms~

Xu 놆뀞虚, he stared at the area around her lower eyelids without blinking, and the color was indeed much darker than the surrounding area!

The tone was... not so cold anymore. "In that case, quickly go and make the medicine. If Ying'er wakes up before tomorrow, I will not hold you accountable for your lack of talent and knowledge!"

Xiao, Zhang, and Miao, "..."

Just cure the disease, don't be sarcastic, do you want to poke at the lungs?

Originally, the three of them, under tremendous pressure, finally convinced Prince Yan that Miss Jiang would be fine, and they only needed to inform the people behind them and let them do as they were told. However, after walking out of the yard, the three of them looked at each other and shook their heads together.

"It goes without saying that this precious experience should be experienced together so that we can truly appreciate it."

When the other doctors saw the three of them, they came forward one after another to inquire about the situation.

Doctor Mu stood up, with an unfathomable look on his face, "Nothing to tell you, nothing to tell you, you will know when you go there."

Then, when Jiang Ying cleared his mind and his soul had been recuperating enough in the space, he opened his eyes dazedly and saw a dozen imperial doctors standing in the corridor, each holding a bowl of hot, black medicine that was still smoking.

Jiang Ying: "…The palace is overstocked with medicinal herbs. Are we going to use them to hold a medicine-making competition?"

"Puchi", the emperor couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, he had already found time to see the Concubine and the fetus. As Jiang Ying said, the treatment was very successful. In the past, when he placed his palm on the Concubine's belly, he would feel that one side of the belly was big and the other side was small. The key was that one side moved violently while the other side did not respond at all. He tried it just now, and the two children were as quiet as ever.

This shows that they have achieved a delicate balance in the womb.

In this way, the child will not bother the concubine, and her spirit will be restored, which is also good for the child.

The major problem was solved, and the emperor was in a good mood again.

He drank his tea slowly and jokingly said, "What kind of medicine-making competition is this? Jiang, this is all your fault. You scared Prince Yan because of this dizziness, so he hurriedly summoned more than a dozen imperial doctors to the palace to see you. It would have been fine if it had been so cumbersome, but he actually thought that these doctors spoke exactly the same words and learned from the same medical book?"

"Did you plan this in advance to fool him?

"Therefore, I asked each imperial physician to prepare a potion and boil it, and prepare to cool it down and try it out, to see if they really learned from the same master or if they just lied to him!"

After listening to all these words, Jiang Ying's subconscious mind flashed out from Yan Zhuo's mind.

She looked at him with eyes wide open, half in disbelief and half in amusement, "Your Highness, I didn't realize that you are such a highness?"

This bullying trick is so cunning.

Yan Zhuo felt relieved to see her wake up, and even though he was being teased, he still enjoyed it.

He pulled her hand in a strange manner, "What do you think? They are talking as if they are reciting something. I will test them to see if they have recited the recipe correctly. Is there anything wrong? In case I really give it to you to drink and something bad happens to you, what will you do? Ying'er, I am doing this for you, and you are still teasing me."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Dog King spoke sweet words to her with deep affection, and Jiang Ying was extremely disgusted.

The imperial doctors standing in a row had resentful looks in their eyes, and they almost wanted to curse her.

Jiang Ying felt a chill on his neck, and stopped talking about this. He pointed at Yan Zhuo's half-bent knee and said, "Your Highness, is your leg... injured?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo wanted to curse at the little brat.

However, his eyes rolled, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly lost his composure and threw himself into Jiang Ying's arms, "Yingying, my legs are numb, please... help me up!"

It seemed that in order not to move her, he maintained that difficult posture for several hours.

Aren't your bones stiff?

However, Jiang Ying hadn't recovered much yet, and when Yan Zhuo was so big, he pounced on her like a big golden hair...

Okay, let’s fall into the mud together.

Just when Jiang Ying thought she was going to be unlucky and serve as a meat pad for Yan Zhuo, the men actually had time to switch their positions, so after a while, she was on top of Yan Zhuo instead of Yan Zhuo pressing him.

In the distance, a row of imperial doctors holding bowls and the emperor holding cups all had their eyes wide open.