Chapter 141: The Words of the Quack Doctor

In the middle of the night, the palace was busy, there was a muffled thunder in the air, and the leaves were rolled to the ground by the wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Jing Lu's spirit that had just recovered from rest, and at this moment, Mu Xi's sudden coma once again tightened his nerves to the extreme.

"What about the imperial doctor, where is the imperial doctor sent by the palace to be stationed in the palace?"

Mu Xi's face became more and more pale, her slightly open eyes were straight, as if her soul had been sucked away, and she had no look, Jing Lu stared at the guards shuttling back and forth outside the door, but she didn't see the figure of the imperial doctor, and couldn't help but ask angrily.

"I just went to invite, and the guard said that the imperial doctor had fallen asleep and was getting up, and he would come soon, and the slave and maid would urge him again. ā€

Hongxia responded tightly, turned around and was running towards the door, opened the door, and saw the imperial doctor pacing unhurriedly.

Mu Xi suddenly fell ill, Jing Lu was already anxious, and at this moment, seeing the neglect of the imperial doctor, he was even more angry, but for the sake of Mu Xi, who was in a coma and seriously ill, he forcibly suppressed the anger, waved his hand to summon Hongxia to his side, and whispered a command.

Hongxia nodded silently, understood the task, and rushed to the outside of the hospital urgently, passing by the imperial doctor, and did not forget to bow slightly.

"Shutuo Imperial Doctor, Mu Xi's condition is very bad, please tighten your feet a little, delay the condition, if Mu Xi is not good, the prince will not have a chance to heal. Jing Lu held his sleeve with one hand, put one hand behind his back, stood majestically at the door, and said coldly.

"Understand, understand, the little doctor has bad legs and feet, and he can't walk fast, please forgive me, forgive me, hehe. The imperial doctor finally picked up some speed on his feet, carried the medicine box with a smile on his face, and walked steadily into the door while saluting.

Mu Xi's breath was weaker, lying quietly on the bed, Hongxia had already added a thick layer of winter quilt, but her hands and feet were still cold, and her face was getting blue.

The candle flame in the room was three times as loud as usual, and after a while, the candle smoke gradually became heavier, Mu Xi frowned, and his throat began to whine.

"Halve the candle flame, she has a lung disease, and she is most afraid of catching a cold and choking on smoke. The imperial doctor took the pulse, turned around and scolded softly.

"Shutuo, Mu Xi, what's going on, it's fine during the day, why is it suddenly so serious at night?" Jing Lu saw that the imperial doctor had finished cutting his pulse, and he couldn't wait to ask about the result.

"She's an internal injury caused by an external injury, it's already very serious, isn't she a miracle doctor, doesn't she know that she is dying or dying?" the imperial doctor slowly opened the medicine box and asked disdainfully.

The contempt and indifference on the imperial doctor's face made Jing Lu angry, and at this time, Hongxia trotted in quickly from outside the door, tightly protecting the sealed medicine bottle in her hand, and came to Jing Lu, still nodding silently to imply that the matter had been done.

Jing Lu saw the medicine bottle in Hongxia's hand, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and looked coldly sideways, the imperial doctor was rummaging through the messy medicine bottles, medicine boxes, and medicine bags in the medicine box.

"Shutuo, Mu Xi's body is still weak, I didn't have time to tell me about her injuries, according to you, what caused Mu Xi's sudden illness at night, but there is a quick way to treat her? How is she doing now?When will she wake up?" Jing Lu threw a cold series of questions over, and he sat firmly at the table, Hongxia was instructing the maids to extinguish most of the candles.

"In my opinion, her external injuries were not serious, but she was invaded by damp cold, causing the wound to change from the outside to the inside infection into poison, according to the current situation, the most serious internal injuries are in the lungs and stomach, leading to the recurrence of the disease, two reasons, I have just said, one is the damp and cold air, for example, the wind and rain outside, and the other is the smoke, just like the candle smoke in the room just now, and now these two triggers exist at the same time, it is normal for her not to get sick, hehe. ā€

The imperial doctor accompanied by a sneering explanation, which made Jing Lu eager to stab this magic trust to death with a sword, but it still depends on the owner to beat the dog, this is the imperial doctor who applied to the Khan to be sent to treat Mu Xi's illness, and died in the palace for no reason, which is still inappropriate.

Jing Lu clenched his fists and hid them in his sleeves, his face was still calm and cold, and he continued to ask, "According to your diagnosis, Mu Xi is not poisoned?"

"Poisoning? I didn't find out, I heard that she had been poisoned, but with my observation just now, I didn't find any signs of Gu poison, it was just a coma caused by internal injuries and excessive blood loss, the prince was concerned about chaos, in fact, there was no need to panic, I gave her medicine, closed the doors and windows tightly so that the air did not breathe, and then added a stove to the house, and when her wounds healed, it was best to let her bathe in hot soup, which could relieve the muscle and bone pain caused by blood loss and internal injuries on her body. ā€

"Is she in pain? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Jing Lu immediately got up and came to Mu Xi's bedside, her brows were still tightly locked, and although her fingers were cold, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Ha, whether it hurts or not, doesn't she know what to say? Others don't know whether such a serious internal injury hurts or not, and the external injury that penetrates the body knows that it is very painful at first sight! What's more, her external injury is now very extensive, and she must be careful that her right arm will not be saved. The imperial doctor was also very impatient, and came to Jing Lu with a small medicine bottle and stuffed it into his hand.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Jing Lu asked hesitantly as he looked at the dark medicine bottle.

"This, of course, is the medicine that makes her not painful, and now that she is in this dying state, what else can she do besides pain relief, heh, everything is in vain, so that she can leave this world without pain, isn't it great?"

Jing Lu couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled the collar of the imperial doctor in front of him, his eyes full of fierce light, "What did you say? Mu Xi is not saved? She is still alive! You incompetent quack! This king will cut off your head now, and then stuff this medicine for you to see if it can relieve the pain!"

"Lord Wang" The imperial doctor saw that the prince was angry, and immediately bent down and begged for mercy, and sat down with weak legs, "The prince spares his life, the little doctor is the imperial doctor who was on duty in the palace when the Khan was sent, and life and death should be decided by the Khan, the little doctor is worried that the prince can't control it for a while, and killing the little doctor will cause the Khan to misunderstand that the prince is dissatisfied with the Khan and cause unnecessary incidents." ā€

"Yes, say, Mu Xi's illness, can you cure it? Jing Lu raised his eyebrows, his hair was angry, and his eyes were glaring.

"Back to the prince's words, this divine disease, my medical skills are limited, I'm afraid I can't return to the sky, besides, before I came out, the khan only asked the little doctor to be on duty, and did not ask for her to be treated. The imperial doctor eased his nerves, patted the dust on his body, stood up disdainfully, and replied more calmly.

Listening to the words of the imperial doctor, Jing Lu understood that if the khan was not worried that the prince was also poisoned by the strange poison and agreed to send the imperial doctor here, with the khan's temperament, he hoped that Mu Xi would disappear from this world immediately, even if it was from the Liao country, in short, Mu Xi had become another thorn in the khan's side after Li Wan.

"Lord Wang, the temperature of the medicine is better. The witch doctor moved up to him, pointed to the medicine bowl in the hand of the guard behind him, and looked up.

"What kind of medicine are you?" Jing Lu asked softly with a thoughtful melancholy.

"It is used with antidotes, medicines to stop bleeding and replenish qi. The witch doctor replied in a low voice.