259 Bloodletting, First the Disease, Then the Treatment

Feng Qingchen's thoughts were not revealed on his face at all, and he answered seriously: "In reply to the emperor, the reason why the second young master Su pretended to be dead that day was because his throat was blocked by a bead and he couldn't breathe. Qingchen hit him and finally knocked the bead out of his body, so he survived.

But this is not the case with Master Li. Master Li was injured by the explosion. According to Qingchen's diagnosis, although Master Li was not injured by the explosion, his blood vessels were blocked by the impact of the explosion. "This is a bit difficult to understand, but Feng Qingchen said it seriously.

"What do you mean?" The emperor was also quite skeptical, but before he came to a better conclusion, he chose to believe Feng Qingchen.

"Your Majesty, Qingchen experienced the explosion during the day. The explosion was a momentary force. Qingchen suspected that it was the force of that moment that hit a certain blood vessel of Master Li, blocking the blood vessel and causing Master Li to fake his death.

During the day, many civilians were not injured but fainted due to the explosion. Qingchen suspected that Master Li's condition was similar to those civilians, except that Master Li's condition seemed a little more serious. "

Among the people present, only the prince and Feng Qingchen had experienced the explosion in the daytime. The prince did not know medicine so he had no right to speak. The only one who had a say here was Feng Qingchen.

"Father, Qingchen is right. Many people did faint due to the explosion during the day. I also felt a black screen when the explosion happened. Fortunately, I was far away from the center of the explosion and was not greatly affected." The prince's words were obviously to help Feng Qingchen.

With the crown prince as a witness, the emperor was already 70% convinced: "Now that we have found the cause, does Qingchen have any solution?"

"Yes." Feng Qingchen nodded vigorously.

"What is the solution?"

"bloodletting!"

The emperor hesitated a little: "Will there be any danger to his life?"

"No, but it will take some time to recover after waking up." As a doctor, she can only treat patients, not cure people. Since Li Xiang wanted her to treat him, she had to turn Li Xiang into a patient first, and the kind that she was good at treating.

"Feng Qingchen, remember, I want him to live." The emperor could never fully trust Feng Qingchen.

Because of the concern of General Feng and Mother Feng, he felt a little pity for Feng Qingchen, but was also a little wary. He could not find out the identities of those two people back then.

Feng Qingchen knelt down on one knee: "Qingchen will live up to the emperor's expectations." Being alive, being disabled is also being alive.

Feng Qingchen, Sun Zhengdao and others returned to Li Xiang's bedroom again: "Doctor Sun, too many people will affect the effect of the treatment. Qingchen dares to ask all the adults to wait outside first. Please ask Doctor Sun to stay with Qingchen. If something happens to Young Master Li, it will be Qingchen's responsibility alone." On the contrary, if Li Xiang wakes up, it will be everyone's credit. Qingchen doesn't need to say this, the doctors can understand it.

Of course no one would refuse such a good thing, and all the imperial doctors nodded in agreement.

"Qingchen, what are you going to do?" Sun Zhengdao was quite puzzled when he saw Feng Qingchen sending people away.

Feng Qingchen swept away the seriousness just now, raised the corner of her lips slightly and whispered in Sun Zhengdao's ear: "Doctor Sun, please believe me, I will never hurt you."

Sun Zhengdao nodded. He believed this. Although Feng Qingchen was a little selfish, he was a loyal person.

"Doctor Sun, do me a favor. Use a silver needle to prick Mr. Li's fainting point and make him faint first. I will explain to you later." Because of the layers of gauze and Feng Qingchen's deliberate lowering of his voice, Li Xiang could not hear anything even if he pricked up his ears.

Li Xiang was no ordinary idiot. She actually pretended to be sick in the palace. Did she really think that she couldn't do anything in front of everyone? You know, doctors can kill people invisibly, and doctors can harm people without anyone finding any evidence.

Since you are pretending to be sick, I will use the excuse of treating you to see who will suffer in the end.

Although Sun Zhengdao was puzzled, he nodded and took out the silver needle from the medicine box.

"Doctor Sun, you must act quickly and never give him a chance to speak." Feng Qingchen reminded him again, and walked forward to lift the bed curtain, and said nervously and anxiously: "Doctor Sun, if you pinch Mr. Li's Ren Zhong point, can he really wake up? If he doesn't wake up, how can Qingchen explain to the emperor?"

Sun Zhengdao didn't know what Feng Qingchen was up to, but he still nodded in agreement: "It should work, you try it."

"But where is the philtrum?" Feng Qingchen looked uneasy, but Li Xiang felt bored.

When I heard Feng Qingchen talking before, he seemed like a doctor, but why did he look so cowardly as soon as he left? Could it be that he was just pretending?

"You, I always tell you to study hard, but you just won't listen. Now you can't pretend anymore. The Ren Zhong point is right here." Sun Zhengdao said as he walked forward.

Li Xiang sneered in his heart, thinking that as soon as Sun Zhengdao took action, he would "come back to life", then expose Feng Qingchen and avenge Miss Rong Shi.

Hahaha... Feng Qingchen definitely didn't know that he was pretending to be dead. He was indeed an ignorant ancient. To go against his woman was simply courting death. With a little trick, he tricked Feng Qingchen out.

Because he was too happy, Li Xiang forgot to control his breathing and heartbeat, and even moved his body in triumph. Sun Zhengdao quickly raised his head and looked at Feng Qingchen, asking with his eyes: Is this guy pretending?

Feng Qingchen nodded with a smile. This time Sun Zhengdao was even more rude and didn't give Li Xiang any chance at all. He stabbed him with a needle. Li Xiang opened his eyes suddenly in pain, but found that he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to jump up from the bed, but Sun Zhengdao stabbed him again. Li Xiang felt his eyelids become heavy and he really fainted this time.

"This brat actually played tricks on us imperial doctors." Sun Zhengdao was so angry that his beard stood up.

The explosion in Qingyan Palace killed many guards, eunuchs and palace maids, but there were more injured. Those people were still waiting for the imperial physician to treat them in the Imperial Hospital. However, because Li Xiang was injured, the emperor asked the best doctors in the Imperial Hospital to stay here, but he didn't expect that Li Xiang was not injured at all.

"Does this bastard know how many people he has killed?" If he had a knife in his hand, Sun Zhengdao would have stabbed this guy directly. It was too much (5)!

Seeing Sun Zhengdao like this, Feng Qingchen realized that his guess was correct. Sun Zhengdao was also a good doctor who couldn't bear to see healthy people taking up medical resources. It was a real waste to keep such a talent in the Imperial Hospital.

"Let's teach him a lesson now. Doctors can only treat sick people. Since he wants the doctor to treat him, let him get "sick" first. The doctor won't treat him if he's not sick." Feng Qingchen searched in his medicine cabinet for a long time and found no sharp weapon that could hurt people, so he opened Sun Zhengdao's medicine box and took out a small knife from it.

"Feng Qingchen, what are you going to do?" Sun Zhengdao hadn't reacted yet.

Feng Qingchen raised the knife in his hand and smiled innocently: "Didn't I tell the emperor that I need bloodletting to treat him?"

After saying that, Feng Qingchen raised the knife, pointed it at Li Xiang's right wrist, and slashed it with the tip of the knife. Halfway through the slash, he suddenly stopped and continued to slash. It looked like only a very shallow wound, but blood spurted out instantly, flowing all over the floor...

Is this murder?

Sun Zhengdao stared at Feng Qingchen in amazement, but he didn't expect Feng Qingchen to do much more than that. The blood-stained knife flashed with an enchanting light under the candlelight. Feng Qingchen raised the knife again...