Chapter 280 The eldest brother still has to step in (Update 2)

Jiang Yuanzheng is working hard to teach the little prince a lesson, otherwise, his old bones can't stand the torture.

He stroked his beard and said, "Your Highness does need acupuncture, but acupuncture alone is not enough. You need to drink medicine and take a medicinal bath."

"This medicine is very bitter, and you will feel pain all over your body when taking the medicinal bath. It's a bit unbearable, but after 49 days, Your Highness will recover."

If you ask what the little prince who is pretending to be sick is most afraid of?

One is to succeed to the throne as emperor;

one is to drink bitter medicine;

one is to be afraid of pain.

There is no order of priority among the three.

It can be said that Jiang Yuanzheng completely controlled the little prince with one move.

However, he is now vomiting blood and unconscious. If he stands up to object, won't he be exposed?

He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that his friends in the mansion could be more helpful and save him from the dire straits!

He didn't want to drink particularly bitter medicine, and even more didn't want to take a painful medicinal bath!

Shen Yi certainly couldn't let the little brother he was protecting suffer this, and he immediately retorted, "Master Yuanzheng, His Highness's condition can be cured with acupuncture, medicated diet, and a good rest. Why are you making so much trouble?"

Jiang Yuanzheng snorted coldly. This medicinal bath was his secret recipe, which had the effect of strengthening the body, and he wouldn't give it to others!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is weak and needs a medicinal bath to strengthen his body."

Shen Yi sighed deeply, "I thought that the medical skills of the Dean must be very advanced and there are many things that the younger generation can learn from him. I didn't expect that he is also a mediocre doctor who has been spoiled by the wealth of the palace!"

"How dare you!"

Dequan scolded abruptly. What do you mean by spoiled by the wealth of the palace?

What's the matter with this light and contemptuous tone?

Shen Yi was not afraid at all. In order to protect the little brother he just recognized, he could resist everything!

He just smiled faintly and looked at Lu Chengtian, "The emperor has been poisoned, did you know?"

Suddenly, there was silence in the bedroom.

The eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground.

Everyone was trembling. Is this something they can hear?

Will they be able to see the sun tomorrow?

Will they be silenced?

The princes looked at Lu Chengtian nervously.

The force of the kick on the door and the powerful voice scolding them frightened them so much that their faces turned pale. Whose family is poisoned like this?

The third prince: Sure enough, the position of emperor is an extremely dangerous one. Fortunately, he saw through everything early and stopped the damage in time. Whoever wants to give this overwhelming power, he is not looking for death anyway!

The little prince lying on the bed almost said "Fuck it"!

Is my father poisoned?

What kind of poison?

Who poisoned him?

When did he poison him?

What is my father like now?

The most crucial thing is whether there is an antidote!

Although he has never taken any care of himself, he still hopes that he will live a long life!

The only calm person in the palace is the person involved, Lu Chengtian, "Young man, don't talk nonsense. I will ask for Ping'an's pulse every three days. If I am really poisoned as you said, it is impossible for the imperial physician to fail to find it." "

Besides, I don't feel any discomfort in my body."

Jiang Yuanzheng had a serious face. He knew his old friend's ability and the inheritance of the Divine Doctor Valley. The person in front of him was his successor, and he might really see some poison that he couldn't diagnose.

"What poison did the emperor get?" he asked in a deep voice.

"A thousand days of drunkenness." Shen Yi said.

Dean Jiang frowned, "What is Thousand Days of Drunkenness? Why is there no sign on the pulse?"

"The most amazing thing about Thousand Days of Drunkenness is that the poisoned person will not feel any discomfort, and there will be no sign on the pulse. However, from the poisoning to the thousandth day, the poisoned person will fall into a long sleep, just like being drunk."

Shen Yi said slowly.

The bedroom was even more silent, and the princes looked solemn.

"In this case, how did you realize that I was poisoned?" Lu Chengtian remained calm in the face of danger and continued to ask.

He looked serious, examining the young man standing opposite him, who was still neither humble nor arrogant.

"Of course it's because of my superb medical skills!" Shen Yi was proud.

"Ahem!" The unconscious little prince finally couldn't stand it anymore and tried to act like he just woke up.

The princes came forward to show concern, some poured water, some wiped sweat.

Only Shen Yi restrained his smug look, and heard that this was his younger brother reminding him not to brag.

He became serious, "A thousand-day drunkenness is not common. I have met a patient who has been drunk for a thousand days, so I understand the situation."

"Is the emperor so excited and energetic recently that even if he stays up all night, he can drink a cup of strong tea and continue to attend court without even taking a rest, and he won't feel tired?"

Lu Chengtian's heart skipped a beat, and his hands behind his back clenched into fists, his mind in a mess.

He has begun to screen for people who might have poisoned him.

Shen Yi stepped forward to check Lu Chengtian's pulse, and pierced his finger with a golden needle, took a drop of blood, and dripped it on the Tiancan he carried with him. The blood immediately turned dark red.

"It's been less than a year since the poisoning." Shen Yi said.

"How to cure it?" The prince's voice was weak, but he asked the most important question at the moment.

"The poisoning is not too serious. It can be cured, but it will be painful. Acupuncture, drinking medicine, and medicinal bath." As soon as Shen Yi finished speaking, Jiang Yuanzheng's expression was very wrong.

This targeting was a bit too obvious.

Lu Chengtian was not a fool, and immediately said, "Since you have a way to treat the prince's illness, then follow your method."

Shen Yi wrote a prescription without saying a word and handed it to Jiang Yuanzheng, "The first is the prescription for detoxification, the second is the acupuncture points, and the third is the medicinal materials and time for the medicinal bath."

Lu Chengtian frowned, "The prince no longer needs to drink medicine or take a medicinal bath, he only needs acupuncture."

Why should he still suffer?

He is the emperor, but he doesn't even have the treatment of his son?

Shen Yi nodded, "The prince doesn't need it, but Your Majesty does. Acupuncture can't detoxify, detoxification still requires soup and medicine, as for the medicinal bath, it can replenish the essence and blood that Your Majesty has lost."

OK!

What else can he say? He

can only do it.

Lu Chengtian was busy going back to the palace to detoxify, so he didn't have the mind to care about his son's treasonous evaluation.

"Since you can't be responsible for the escort of grain and grass, who do you think is the most suitable person in the court to be responsible for this matter?"

Lu Zexu frowned and thought.

The third prince's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the prince said, "Third brother is quick-witted, careful and thorough, and does things very steadily. The third brother is the best person to escort the grain!"

The third prince: "..."

Thank you so much!

Can you shut up!