Chapter 268 Impossible! This is impossible!
Xuan Ting was taken aback, and asked somewhat bewilderedly, "What, will it take a long time to recover?"
The divine physician, Magpie, blushed with excitement: "Of course! Your wound was so deep, and the poison you were given was the same rare and deadly poison as the Emperor's, Soul-Inducing Powder. This poison causes wounds to fester and bleed uncontrollably. Ordinary people would even die from excessive blood loss after being poisoned. You recovered in such a short time!"
The magpie doctor looked puzzled: "Even with immediate treatment, it will take more than two months to recover from this poison. It seems that the doctor who treated you is truly not to be underestimated."
For a moment, Doctor Magpie looked rather dejected.
People used to say that he was exceptionally talented in medicine, a talent that was unmatched by others. For several decades, he believed that too.
But after several such incidents, he started to feel a bit overwhelmed.
Although he was pleased to see great talents emerge in the medical field, as it would at least signify a flourishing of medicine, it was absurd that he, as a renowned physician of the Great Jing Dynasty, was unaware of any such flourishing.
Almost instantly, he turned his gaze to the emperor beside him: "Your Majesty, I would also like to meet this physician, Nuan."
Xuan Ting's eyes lit up immediately: "Father, I want to go too."
"Insolence!" The Emperor frowned and put down his chopsticks. "One by one, they don't even know what time it is. If they want to see someone, they should wait until the situation is more stable."
The divine physician Que still smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right. However, since we cannot see anyone now, could you please trouble the Sixth Prince to tell me where the divine physician lives? I was thinking of writing a letter to discuss this matter with the physician. If I can get her answers, perhaps I will no longer be afraid of this soul-summoning powder."
The emperor nodded in response, then picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.
The divine physician looked expectantly at Xiao Xuanting. He naturally knew that he could not leave the emperor's side at the moment, but if he contacted the physician who saved the prince's life in private, he would inevitably be suspected of trying to win him over. Given the current situation, it was best to act cautiously.
Xuan Ting was genuinely happy: "That's great! After you finish writing, give me the letter. I'm going to write to Aunt Nuan tomorrow anyway."
"Oh, Your Highness, I'll trouble you." As she spoke, she carefully looked at the Emperor: "Your Majesty, shall I go and write the letter now?"
Seeing his behavior, the emperor was also annoyed and waved his hand, saying, "Go."
The divine physician immediately got out of the car, and despite his advanced age, he exuded a spirited and vigorous aura.
However, as soon as he got off the carriage, he saw An Dehai waiting outside. They jumped back as if they had seen a ghost, pointing at him with trembling fingers: "You, you, how did you stand up?"
An Dehai was delighted to see the legendary doctor, and immediately bowed with a smile, almost fawning over him, and helped him up: "Please slow down, sir. To be honest, I haven't thanked you yet. I took the medicine you gave me earlier. After taking it, I felt refreshed and my symptoms had completely disappeared. I'm all better now."
The divine physician, however, fell into self-doubt. He rubbed his eyes and grabbed a guard next to him, saying, "Is he An Dehai?"
The guard was stunned: "Yes, Divine Physician."
The divine physician released his guard and stared blankly at An Dehai for a while before asking, "What did you just say? You took my medicine and you're cured?"
fart!
How could that be?
The Divine Physician Que had been taking care of the Emperor, but when An Dehai and the Sixth Prince returned, he did indeed take An Dehai's pulse once. At that time, An Dehai looked weak and listless, with some residual poison in his body, though not fatal. Unable to attend to both, the Divine Physician Que gave him a pill to slow the spread of the poison. He planned to let him hold on for a couple more days so he could finish caring for the Emperor and then administer acupuncture to detoxify him.
But how long has it been? The poison in his body has just disappeared like that?
The legendary physician, Magpie, has been researching this toxicity for nearly twenty years, and now it has simply vanished right under his nose.
Suddenly, the divine physician pulled out a pill from his pocket and shoved it in front of An Dehai's eyes: "Look, isn't this it? Isn't this the one I fed you before?"
An Dehai was startled and tried to back away, but the Magpie Doctor held his collar tightly, so he could only cough lightly and say, "Is that right?"
The Magpie Doctor: "What do you mean 'yes'?!"
An Dehai looked distressed: "I...I don't remember very well either. You gave it to me earlier, and I ate it without paying attention to the bottle."
Upon hearing this, the magpie doctor suddenly released him, sat on the ground and pulled at his hair for a while, then picked out a small bottle from the pile of bottles and jars the man had pulled out: "This should be it! There's no mistake."
As he spoke, he picked up the pill and put it in his mouth, then paused, stunned: "But the medicine shouldn't be wrong, right?"
An Dehai was completely bewildered. He subconsciously took two steps back and muttered to the person next to him, "Do you think Doctor Que is alright in the head?"
Nineteen gulped down the steamed bun in her mouth, choking and stretching her neck, then took a step back, still a little frightened: "...I guess so."
"Do you really think it's appropriate for you to say such things about your grandmaster to my face?"
As the two were talking, they suddenly heard Sanqi's gloomy voice behind them. They were startled. Staring blankly for a long time, they finally managed to stammer, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean that," An Dehai apologized.
Sanqi gritted his teeth: "Before you apologize, could you please take your foot off mine?"
Damn, that stomp was so solid, it hurt like hell!
An Dehai: "..."
The emperor's carriage door remained open the whole time, and seeing the lively scene, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
I've been on edge lately, but I can finally breathe a sigh of relief today.
He didn't know if it was because of his mood or because Xiao Liu's noodles were really appetizing, but after eating half a bowl, he still felt a little unsatisfied.
Seeing this, Eunuch Li immediately ladled out a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of you: "Your Majesty, your spleen and stomach are still weak. Try this chicken porridge; it's perfect for your digestive system."
The precautions Dr. Jiang left were that we should eat less strongly flavored food these days.
The Emperor remembered, nodded, and accepted the porridge.
Looking at him, Xiao Xuanting asked, "Father, aren't you going to eat noodles?"
The Emperor nodded: "Sixth Prince, this noodle dish is excellent, but Father is not in good health and should not eat too much."
Xuan Ting nodded, then took the bowl, picked up his chopsticks and quickly finished the rest of the instant noodles. After that, he picked up the soup bowl and drank all the soup.
The emperor was stunned for a moment, staring at his movements, somewhat bewildered.
Is this his extremely picky son?
(End of this chapter)
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