If someone suddenly faints, a normal person would shake the fainted person and try to wake her up, but no one would do so.
It felt like there was a glass ball in my arms that would 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 with a bang. "Don't worry, Yan Zhuo. She must be tired. Carry her to the room and let her lie down. I will summon all the imperial doctors to the palace to see her."
Yan Zhuo snorted, his nose filled with coldness, "Those useless people can't even match her medical skills, what's the point of inviting them?"
emperor,"……"
After all, he is an official appointed by the court. Can't you be more subtle when scolding him?
"As the old saying goes, a doctor doesn't treat himself, and doesn't pass on his skills to the imperial physician. Do you know how to diagnose a pulse, or do I know how to diagnose a pulse? Can you tell me?" The emperor died.
The imperial concubine had just finished the operation, and he didn't rush in to show concern for her 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 way.
At the end, he said "hmm" with a heavy nasal tone.
The posture of his hands and body, however, was 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 onlookers around to allow air to circulate.
It would be best if the patient could wake up on his own. Otherwise, you should wait for a professional instead of letting someone who doesn't understand medicine do it casually.
Therefore, he looked at the panic-stricken palace servants in the courtyard and said, "Your Majesty, tell them to get out of here. Don't compete with my Yingying for air. Also, when the imperial physicians arrive, don't all come at once. Three at a time, half a cup of tea each. If they can't explain the reason, they will be taken away and beaten with a stick!"
This saves those old guys from talking Tai Chi all the time.
emperor,"……"
When it comes to tyranny and unreasonableness, even I, the emperor, can't compare to him, right?
If it weren't for the fact that Jiang was doing this because she was treating the imperial concubine, he really wanted to kick them both out of the palace!
Show, so show!
Even a layman like him could roughly feel that Jiang was probably overworked. Yan Zhuo's martial arts skills and internal strength were so high, how could he really not tell whether the person was asleep or had a physical illness and couldn't wake up?
It's just out of concern that it causes chaos!
What the emperor didn't know was that Yan Zhuo was not unaware of it, he just didn't want any possible consequences, especially those that would harm Jiang Ying.
Not long after, more than a dozen imperial doctors came on orders.
When they heard that she was going to see Jiang Ying, everyone looked at each other in surprise. "This... Miss Jiang's medical skills are so superb that even the Emperor has awarded her a plaque of 'Merciful Doctor' as a reward. Can we... possibly be worthy of her?"
"What's wrong with her? Is it serious? What if we can't cure it?"
Xiao Xuanzi was displeased when he heard this. "Diseases come from the mouth, and disasters come from the mouth. I advise you all to talk less and do more. What's the point of discussing these trivial matters? Do you dare to disobey the emperor's order?"
If Miss Jiang is not seriously injured, their trip is just a formality to reassure Prince Yan.
Upon hearing this, more than a dozen imperial doctors looked at Xiao Xuanzi simultaneously, as if a door of inspiration had opened...
About half a cup of tea later, the imperial doctors surrounded Xiaoxuanzi and stuffed a lot of random things into his mouth. Finally, they figured out the whole story and were no longer so panicked.
And, the first three groups will be decided by rock-paper-scissors.
Obviously, they are afraid to touch the rhythm of frowning.
Xiaoxuanzi wanted to laugh when he saw this. After they arranged their appointment time, they were brought forward in groups.
Even though they had prepared themselves mentally beforehand, the imperial doctors still couldn't help but shiver when they saw Yan Zhuo's icy face.
Especially the first group.
The first doctor, Xiao, didn't dare to make a diagnosis after taking the pulse. He just lowered his head and whispered, "Your Highness, I am not very knowledgeable. I'd better wait until Doctor Zhang and Doctor Miao have finished taking the pulse. Then the three of us can discuss and make a final conclusion."
Yan Zhuo frowned and spoke coldly, "Shouldn't you all spend more time on your medical skills? Don't just go home and play with your grandchildren all day! Have your sons and grandsons thoroughly studied the family tradition? Are they likely to inherit your legacy?"
Just a few words made the three imperial doctors break out in cold sweat.
Finally, it was the emperor who spoke up and saved them from further suffering. "Alright, go and discuss this matter over there. You'll need to explain not only the condition and severity of the disease, but also what medicine to take. Otherwise, I won't be able to help you if you're vague!"
Didn’t you see that his cousin is like a burning 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 for too long. Finally, they gave Yan Zhuo a result of "overwork and lack of rest" with trepidation, and prescribed a prescription to calm the mind and strengthen the spleen.
Yan Zhuo knew what was going on, but he just couldn't stand these doctors. Just as he was about to find fault, Doctor Miao suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, may I ask if Miss Jiang slept very late last night? We can see dark circles under her eyes; she must have stayed up late. Furthermore, she's been working so hard to treat the Imperial Concubine for half a day, so it's normal for her to be so exhausted."
Last night? Yan Zhuo thought briefly, wasn’t he and Ying’er last night…
Putting aside the now-decayed Hu Xinglin, last night was arguably the happiest night for him since he had the little woman in his heart.
So strictly speaking, it was he who made Ying'er endure this night...
Thinking of this, Yan Zhuo suddenly pursed his lips with a twinkling look in his eyes, staring down at the quiet and well-behaved little woman in his arms~
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