Could it be that Jiang Ying really has such great ability that he can solve problems that even the imperial physician cannot?
Just as they were thinking about this with horror and strangeness, the servant couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on the ground with a thud, "My Lord, Madam, something's wrong! Madam Su, somehow, has been cured and woken up!"
Snap——
Suddenly, the string called confidence in the couple's hearts collapsed and shattered, and no longer existed!
Su Mansion.
Uncle Su also had this feeling of being in the clouds, his old face blushing with shame, especially when his wife was carried into the bedroom and settled, and Prince Yan was holding the child beside the weak Jiang Ying, staring at him coldly.
He felt so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
"This... this, haha, is really unexpected. I was emotional just now and my words were disrespectful. I hope Your Highness the Prince will forgive me." There was no way, Uncle Su could only speak softly.
Unfortunately, Yan Zhuo didn't buy it. "I didn't know that the uncle of the emperor, after doing something wrong, actually apologized like this? Have you figured out the target?"
Although Uncle Su's attitude was okay when he said that just now, he was not talking to Jiang Ying at all, but to Yan Zhuo.
After all, Yan Zhuo is a prince, so even if he apologized, it wouldn't be that embarrassing.
It would be different if it was Jiang Ying.
A woman, a girl in her teens at that, made Uncle Su open his mouth several times, but it was as if his mouth was stuck with glue!
However, once the words were spoken, his attitude was firm and clear.
Moreover, when Uncle Su was still struggling to put aside his pride, he added coldly, "If Uncle Su doesn't want to apologize to my Yingying, that's fine. I will just ask the clan leader to praise Uncle Su's bravery when reporting to the emperor.
"Remember when the Emperor wanted you, my uncle, to oversee the repairs to the Imperial Mausoleum around the end of the year? You declined, citing your wife's serious illness. Now that this huge problem has been solved, you should be able to take on the important task, right?"
Everyone knows that building an imperial mausoleum is a hard job, requiring one to sleep in the open air and not be able to return home.
Moreover, most of those who participated in the construction of the imperial mausoleum would eventually die inexplicably.
Therefore, as soon as Yan Zhuo said this, Uncle Su's face turned from red to white in a matter of minutes, and then completely pale, like a white-faced ghost.
Until he realized that he couldn't get over this, he put aside his dignity and walked up to Jiang Ying with his hands clasped.
Opening his mouth, he said—
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