Chapter Thirty-Seven: Heaven-Shattering Medical Techniques

"Ah! By the way, the old minister remembered that he had seen the reed herb in a medical book, but he didn't mention its intention, but he didn't expect the Qingyang county lord not only to know the reed herb, but also from the beginning, he didn't even have a pulse, so he could see the cause of the queen mother's illness, and the old minister admired it."

After speaking, all the eyes that looked at Feng Yue were more surprised.

The prince's eyes became deep, and he directly glanced at the blood stains on the ground, and he could tell the reason, what a clever medical skill he could do!

Not only him, but the others also looked at Feng Yue with doubts.

Murong Yun smiled without a trace, his daughter's skills must be more than that.

Feng Yue cherished an insight, but didn't say anything.

She is a master of using poison and the ancestor of poison, but she is not outstanding in medical skills.

Feng Yue walked to the Queen Mother's side, and there were a few more silver needles in her hand at some point.

"Imperial Grandmother, do you believe me?"

"Ahem, grandmother, letter!"

The corners of Feng Yue's mouth were hooked, and she gently took the queen mother's wrist.

Prick each of the five needles in different parts of the arm.

At this time, there was a change in the arm, and the green things in the body gathered from all parts of the body to the place where the silver needle pierced.

Slowly, the dark green liquid overflowed from the five silver needles and dripped to the ground.

It wasn't until all the dark green liquid flowed out that Feng Yue pulled out the silver needle.

"Okay, the imperial grandmother is fine, you can recover after a few more days of rest, you can make more tonic soup for the imperial grandmother, it is very helpful to the imperial grandmother's body"

"Imperial grandmother, how's it going?"

"Yi'er, the imperial grandmother only feels that all parts of her body are unblocked, and her body is no longer painful."

Hearing this, everyone present showed joy, and the imperial doctors kneeling on the ground looked at Feng Yue with respect and admiration in their eyes.

"Yi'er, you're so good, my cousin really admires you"

Feng Qingyu walked up to her and cheered.

"My cousin is really amazing!"

The Eighth Emperor Feng Moxun came to her with a look of adoration.

"Yi'er, it seems that you are more powerful than the people we are here, if I am poisoned in the future, Yi'er must help me"

Feng Rui said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"Cousin, it seems that we all underestimate you"

The prince's indifferent handsome face finally changed a little.

"I didn't expect that I was a year older than Yi'er's cousin, but the gap was so big"

The Seventh Prince, Feng Yihan, frowned and secretly scolded himself for being too stupid.

Only the third prince Feng Xu didn't say a word, just a complicated face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Haha, you all stand down"

The emperor became in a happy mood and waved his hand at the imperial doctors kneeling on the ground.

"Thank the emperor for not killing him"

The doctors fled with relief.

"Qingyang, this time you saved your imperial grandmother, let's say, I promise you a wish, whatever you want, I will promise you!"

"Uncle Huang is telling you really?"

"Yes, that's right"

"Okay! Yi'er wants to divorce the third prince!"

"What?" Feng Xu walked up to her and looked her straight in the eye.

"The third prince is like this, who is it for, now, Yi'er has figured it out, and she doesn't have any feelings for the third prince, it's time to propose it to the imperial uncle."

"This prince doesn't allow it!" Feng Xu's firm tone made the people present stunned.

Feng Yue's starry eyes are as calm as water, which makes people more and more impenetrable.

"That's not the third prince, you have the final say, remember that it was the imperial uncle who made me a wish just now!"

Feng Yue looked at him casually, without the slightest fear!

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