Chapter Eighty-Eight: The King of Chu Becomes Ill
The headache of the king of Chu was really as Ao Ziyan said before, and it was menacing, and after the next dynasty, he had a headache and endured, lying on the bed and wailing, "Alas, the pain is dead, this head!" The king of Chu who was lying on the jade couch stroked his forehead and groaned in pain, "You quacks, quickly drug the widow!"
Mrs. Chengxian, who was serving on the side, said loudly angrily, "Imperial doctors, you guys should think of a way!"
The imperial doctors, who were sweating profusely in a hurry, considered one prescription and another prescription, but still shook their heads, not daring to take medicine, and finally said, "Courtyard leader, let's still find a young master, right?"
"Then pass on the young master!" said Zheng Yuanshou loudly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Mi Huang and Ziyan, who rushed from the Dawn Palace, saw the King of Chu who was about to roll in pain on the bed, glanced at each other, Ruo Ziyan frowned slightly and walked up to the gum, glanced at Mrs. Chengxian on the edge of the jade couch and asked, "Madam, when did the king suddenly become ill?"
"The king was fine when he came, but suddenly he had an unbearable headache. Mrs. Chengxian replied anxiously, and Zhao Changzhi testified on the side, adding, "The king's diet today is very light, only the matter of the morning today, he is worried, and he is still worried about it during the lunch break. ”
"Have you eaten, touched, or smelled any people or things?"
"This ...... I had two meals in the middle, and I had supper in the evening, and there were many things I touched, and the people I came into contact with ......" Zhao Changshi's gaze stayed on Mrs. Chengxian for a moment, but he didn't know how to continue, if this is to be investigated, then he and Mrs. Chengxian are both close to the King of Chu, isn't it the most suspicious.
"Okay, Huang'er, help me grab the king's wrist, I'll take the pulse first. Ruo Ziyan bowed his head, his eyes were slightly sunken, and he did not continue to ask.
"Father, forgive me!" Mi Huang, who had sued the sin, stepped forward and grabbed the right wrist of the king of Chu who was constantly waving wildly, flattened it, Qingpu put on the Jinpa again, Ruo Ziyan frowned and thought deeply, "I'd better apply needles to the king first." ”
If Ao Ziyan pricked the acupoint with a golden needle again, after a long time, the king of Chu on the bed was finally relieved.
King Chu, who had half-closed eyes, said weakly, "It's really thanks to Aiqing, otherwise it would have hurt the widow to death." ”
"The king's illness seems to be not only a recurrence of the old disease, but it is actually the last time the poison has not been cleared. For today's plan, only by finding out the person who was poisoned, or the poison in it, can Weichen prescribe the right medicine and remove the hidden danger of the head disease for the king as soon as possible. Ruo Ao Ziyan said in a deep voice.
"This damned man has plotted against the widow. Let the widow catch him, and he will be broken into ten thousand pieces. Thinking of the tearing pain just now, King Chu said fiercely, and the tingling in his mind generally remembered what Chen Yin said in the court in the morning.