Sure enough, after listening to the popular science patiently, Jin Yuanpan shook his head in confusion and said, "Doctor Li's statement is very innovative. If it were a different occasion, I would be willing to discuss it with you..."

After a pause, he said with a straight face: "However, this is to treat the emperor! Li Shizhen, you have also been an imperial physician, how can you not know the severity of the disease?!"

Gao Ge Lao stroked his beard and nodded continuously.

"Alright, Mr. Jin, stop pretending to be so arrogant. You know the severity of the situation. How can you make the emperor so sick... that his body is not in good condition?" Li Shizhen sneered, "Since you don't understand the latest medical knowledge, I will explain it to you in plain language that you can understand!"

"What is this?" He took out a box of gold needles from his sleeve.

"Is there any need to ask?" Jin Yuanpan said with a dark face.

"How do you use the golden needle?"

"It's inserted into the acupuncture points of the human body."

"Then I give the emperor an injection, what's the problem?"

"There's medicine in your needle!"

"You won't give the emperor medicine?"

"Of course I did."

"Oh, there is no problem in giving the emperor acupuncture or taking medicine, but directly giving him injections and taking medicine is playing with the emperor's life? What's the logic behind this?!" Li Shizhen rolled his eyes.

"Well, what you said seems to make sense..." Jin Yuanpan smacked his lips, feeling a little confused. "But we still can't take the risk."

"You!" Li Shizhen was about to lose his temper but was stopped by Wan Mizhai.

"Okay, let me tell you." Wan Mi Zhai's demeanor improved a lot. He bowed to Jin Yuanpan and said, "Please rest assured, sir. Firstly, our Jiangnan Hospital has been giving injection treatment to patients for more than two years, and has accumulated more than 100,000 injection records. Safety is fully guaranteed. Secondly, if you are really worried, you can find a similar patient to try it out, and you will know."

"That's more like it." Jin Yuanpan's expression eased a little and said, "Tomorrow you can go to Ba... Xian Guo Hai and find a similar patient. Give him an injection of allicin and penicillin and see how it works."

"Allicin can be used freely, but penicillin cannot." Wan Mizhai shook his head.

"Why?"

"Because this thing is so precious, Jiangnan Medical College has exhausted all its resources and has only produced a single dose." Wan Mi Zhai said calmly. In fact, there is another dose, but it is reserved for Zhao Hao's life-saving use, and even Zhao Hao himself does not know about it. After a pause, he continued, "But there is no need to worry about safety issues, because the drug must be tested before injection. If it is not suitable, it will be discovered during the test and the drug will naturally not be used."

Jin Yuanpan finally admitted that Jiangnan Hospital's treatment plan could basically guarantee safety.

But it was of no use because he was not the one who made the decision.

After both sides finished reporting, Gao Gong asked the four doctors to leave first, and he and Jin Yuanpan asked the two ladies to make the final decision.

~~

After noon, Gao Gong came out of Jujing Pavilion with a happy face. Seeing Zhao Hao, he smiled and said, "You kid, you still have some conscience. The emperor loves you well. It's just that the doctor he hired is a little weird..."

"Ah?" Zhao Hao was stunned.

"What? You are all sincere to the emperor. No one will blame you." Gao Gong was in a good mood and tapped Zhao Hao on the forehead and said, "When you have time, come to my house for dinner. I have a lot to talk to you about. Don't run away again!"

Zhao Hao covered his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "As you command."

Gao Gong, for the first time ever, clasped his fists to the doctors of the Zhairen Medical Association and said, "The two madams have decided to use your plan. Please, you must restore the Holy Body!"

"How dare you not try your best." The doctors suppressed their excitement and bowed in return.

In the past two years, Jiangnan Hospital has been so popular that it has completely overshadowed their brilliance, which has inevitably made colleagues in the Medical Association sigh. The selection of the two palaces this time can be regarded as a small pride for them. Of course, this also means that they have taken on a heavy burden, and the huge pressure makes them really unable to laugh.

Gao Gong was in a very good mood, as he believed that if the eighteen famous doctors worked together, the possibility of curing the emperor would be the greatest.

Moreover, although the doctor of Jiangnan Hospital was invited by Empress Chen, he was the one who was finally used. This undoubtedly sent a clear signal to the court and the public that even if the emperor fell ill, he, the Grand Chamberlain, still had the final say in the Ming Dynasty!

This is what Gao Ge Lao values ​​most.

Shao Fang said hello to Zhao Hao, and then arranged for all the doctors of the Zhairen Medical Association to stay in an inn in Qinghe County so that they could take turns to take care of His Majesty's condition.

Zhao Hao carried a large medicine box and went out of the palace with Wan Mizhai and Li Shizhen.

"I'm sorry, sir. We have failed in our mission." Wan Mizhai sighed apologetically.

"Why do you say that, Dean Wan?" Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "Is it because we didn't try our best, or are we not as skilled as others?"

"Neither." Li Shizhen smiled bitterly, "Maybe it's because our system is too advanced. In Jiangnan Hospital, we are the authority, and no one dares to question us. But when we come to Beijing, the situation is different."

"Put yourself in their shoes. If I were the patient's family member, I would probably make the same choice." Wan Mizhai also nodded.

However, Zhao Hao shook his head slightly. The performance of Lord Gao just now had already shown that this was not a purely medical choice.

In other words, even if they come up with a safe plan, they will most likely still be eliminated. Isn't it easy to find a reason? For example, the other party has more people...

Well, let's see first. Ma Mingju is also a famous doctor in history, maybe he can cure it.

~~

When he walked outside the Wenhua Palace, he met the prince just getting out of school.

Seeing Eunuch Feng accompanying the prince's sedan chair in front, Zhao Hao and the two deans quickly made way to the side of the road.

The little fat man saw Zhao Hao and shouted: "Stop the sedan, stop the sedan!"

As he said this, he jumped down from the sedan chair without waiting for it to stabilize.

"Oh, Prince Grandpa, be careful." Eunuch Feng quickly supported him, and luckily he didn't fall to the ground.

"Wow, Zhao Hao, please, help me." Zhu Yijun pushed Feng Bao away, walked forward to hug Zhao Hao, and started crying.

Zhao Hao just thought, this might be an opportunity. But he heard the little fat boy crying, "Wow, it's so hard for me, I don't want to go to school..."

"Uh..." Zhao Hao's mouth curled up impulsively. It turned out that it was for himself, not for his father.

"Your Highness, please let me go first. Tell me why you don't want to get on with it anymore." Zhao Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Hey, hey, where are you blowing your nose?

The prince began to cry and talk about his miserable life.

Generally speaking, he had to get up at five o'clock every morning, put on his clothes and wash his face. The gentlemen would already be waiting outside, watching him do two hours of morning reading.

At seven in the morning, he had an hour to eat, and at eight he went to the Wenhua Hall for formal classes. He first read the Four Books, and the reading official standing in the east class led him to read it dozens of times. If he read a sentence wrong or pronounced a word incorrectly, he had to read it again from the beginning, so he was very nervous.

After that, he took a ten-minute break to relax. Then the second class started, where the lecturer standing in the west class explained the meaning of the four books he had just read. The citations made him sleepy, but he had to listen because he had to repeat it after he finished. If he made a mistake, he had to listen to it again from the beginning, which was very torturous.

After a lot of hard work, he finally made it to noon and waited for lunch time. After lunch, he could take a nap and play for a while. But the lunch break was only two hours long. At two o'clock in the afternoon, he had to go to class again. This time, the official who served him taught him how to hold a pen and write in regular script.

It is not until dusk, which is now, that we can finish classes and return to the palace for dinner.

"That's really hard." Master Zhao nodded with empathy. Fortunately, he was only a teacher and not a student.

"It's not over yet." The little fat boy said with a sad face, "After dinner, my mother asked me to write a hundred words. Oban refused to help me and just acted as an accomplice to my mother. I am so tired every day that I have no time to watch cartoons. I have only watched the new March series five times so far, wuwu..."

"Five times is not a small number..." Eunuch Feng whispered on the side.

"Shut up, you traitor!" Zhu Yijun glared at Eunuch Feng and continued to say to Zhao Hao: "Please help me think of a solution. How about you become my teacher and teach me how to draw cartoons?"

Zhao Hao thought to himself that you have to join Xu Brothers Films, but he still tried to comfort the prince by saying, "Okay, okay, we understand your situation and will report it to you..."

But how could the prince be so easily fooled? He kept pestering him and refused to let him go. Master Zhao had no choice but to lean over to his ear and teach him the first three of the 36 Ways to Skip School. After much persuasion, Zhu Yijun was finally calmed down and coaxed back to the sedan chair.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Bao cast an inquiring look at Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao shook his head slightly, meaning that we were not chosen in the end.

I don’t know how Eunuch Feng understood it, but he couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and even his steps as he left became light.

Master Zhao shook his head helplessly. Everyone in this palace was abnormal.

~~

On the other side, Zhang Juzheng also returned to Wenyuan Pavilion.

Wenyuan Pavilion is right behind Wenhua Hall, so I didn't meet Zhao Hao.

However, once he returned to the cabinet, Lord Gao couldn't wait to tell him the good news in person.

Gao Gong stared at Zhang Juzheng's face, trying to appreciate his expression. How lost must he feel?

Boy, remember, I taught you all those tricks! You can't make any waves in my hands!

However, at this time, Gao Ge Lao did not realize that he was about to witness a series of personal performances by the most powerful Boyi in the Ming Dynasty. During this performance, he was confused by Zhang Xianggong's magic and did not come to his senses until several years later. After that, he followed in his elder brother's footsteps...

Almost without any delay, a happy smile appeared on Zhang Xianggong's face. "So, the emperor can finally recover?"

"Haha, it's hard to say, but I think with eighteen famous doctors working together, any disease can be cured!" Gao Gong was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhang Juzheng's first reaction would be happiness.

p.s. Write another chapter.