Yan Wenhao's diagnosis and treatment took nearly half an hour, and several imperial doctors led by Imperial Doctor Pei discussed for a long time, and finally set a time for him to get out of bed and walk around, but the time was very short, only two hours.

After all, he held on for a whole day at yesterday's wedding, and it was really too reluctant, and he needed to recuperate for at least a few days to bring his body back.

When the imperial doctors were carrying the medicine box and preparing to leave, one of the slightly younger imperial doctors named Li He glanced at Mu Ziling a few times, his eyes shrank a little, as if he was struggling with something.

However, when he remembered the 20,000 taels of silver ticket he was carrying in his arms, he gritted his teeth as if he had made an important decision, and then turned back to the bed, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, you are not in good health now, and it is not advisable to have sex." ”

“……”

Li He's voice was not too loud, but it was enough for everyone around the bed to hear it, Mu Ziling's face changed suddenly, and he felt cold all over, his hand could no longer grasp the teacup, and with a 'snap', it fell directly to the ground.

This sound turned everyone's attention to him, and suddenly, Mu Ziling felt embarrassed, and almost wanted to stuff his head into the ground.

He never expected that such a private matter would be said by this imperial doctor in front of so many people, even if except for Fuquan, a few palace people and him, everyone else here is an imperial doctor.

Unable to sit still any longer, Mu Ziling felt ashamed and indignant, and stood up almost immediately, leaving with a pale face and dropping a sentence of "I'll go outside" and left directly, not paying attention to the expressions of the people behind him.

The gentle expression between his eyebrows was put away a little, Yan Wenhao gave Fu Quan a look, Fu Quan nodded strictly, and then quickly summoned a little eunuch, whispered a few words in the little eunuch's ear, and asked him to follow out.

Seeing the figure of the little eunuch disappear at the door of the hall, Yan Wenhao withdrew his gaze and fell on the imperial doctor in front of him, his expression seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, just looked at Li He.

Yan Wenhao, who was so silent, gave people an invisible pressure, which made people unable to breathe.

Under this pressure, all the imperial doctors in the room changed their faces, and then they all knelt down with a few plops, and they buried their heads low, not daring to raise them at all.

Kneeling on the ground, silent for a long time, Li He couldn't help but secretly raise his head, and when he met Yan Wenhao's cold eyes, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his body trembled subconsciously.

There was a moment of silence around.

After about a tea time, Yan Wenhao stopped looking at him and asked instead, "Your name?" His tone was extremely light, as if he was asking what the weather was, but the innate lofty momentum made the face of the imperial doctor who knelt on the ground change several times, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

The imperial doctors were nervous, and scolded Li He from beginning to end in their hearts, eager to feed him a handful of medicinal powder so that he couldn't speak.

Faced with such a situation, Li He already regretted it a little, his hand trembled uncontrollably, and after a while, he replied tremblingly: "Wei, Weichen, his name is Li He." ”

"How many years has Master Li been in the palace?" Yan Wenhao chuckled lightly and asked slowly.

"Five, five years." Li He didn't dare to lie and answered honestly.

In fact, Li He now wants to slap himself to death to punish himself for this stupid thing he did, but he doesn't dare to do anything now, so he can only bow his head and kneel on the ground.

How could he be so stupid, obsessed with money, and gullible in believing the words of others, thinking that this seriously ill second prince was really good to 'bully'. How could he forget it, even if the second prince is sick, no matter how gentle he is on weekdays, and he has no temper, but no matter what, he is the second prince, he is the blood of the heavenly family, and he was born with majesty, and once he gets angry, it is also extremely terrifying.

Feeling that the name was a little familiar, Fuquan couldn't help but glance at Li He a few more times, and after remembering who it was, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head, leaned into Yan Wenhao's ear, and whispered to him almost something.

After listening to Fuquan's words, Yan Wenhao also raised his eyebrows, he looked at Li He, and asked, "You are the doctor who saved my life with an ancestral ancient recipe five years ago?" ”

That year, Yan Wenhao was thirteen years old, after suffering from a cold, he had a fever and was in a coma for half a month, and he couldn't wake up.

Later, Emperor Yan sealed the official position of the five-grade imperial doctor in the doctor's palace, and asked him, together with Imperial Doctor Pei, to be responsible for the diagnosis and treatment of Yan Wenhao, but Yan Wenhao didn't know it.

Seeing that Yan Wenhao actually recognized himself, Li He was overjoyed, thinking that he would not be punished again, so he swept away the fear just now, raised his head, and said with a full spirit: "It's Weichen." ”

"In that case, arise." Smiling, Yan Wenhao continued: "Anyway, you also saved my life......

Having said that, his tone was so strange that the imperial doctor kneeling on the ground couldn't help but tremble, and they glanced at Li He, who didn't notice that Yan Wenhao had something to say, and even really stood up and was still taking care of himself, and glanced at each other, with a little schadenfreude in each other's eyes.

They thought to themselves, what a fool!

These imperial doctors are all old people in the palace, they have been in the palace for twenty or thirty years, and they are all extremely smooth, and they know the way to survive in the palace very well.

In particular, they all know what they can say and what they can't say in person, even for an unfavored prince, not to mention that Yan Wenhao is just sick.

His eyes swept over the imperial doctors who were still kneeling on the ground, Yan Wenhao bowed slightly, and said lightly: "You all retreat." ”

This time, they slowly stood up, bowed, and then picked up their medicine boxes, ready to retreat.

"That's right," after a pause, Yan Wenhao raised his eyebrows, stopped Li He, who was walking at the forefront with his head held high, and said to him: "Lord Li is not young, you have worked hard all these years, from tomorrow, you will not come again." ”

But Li He has clearly just reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven.

And the meaning of these words is that he has been removed, and from now on, he no longer needs to enter the palace, and he will no longer be a five-rank official.

Hearing this, Li He's face, who was originally triumphant, changed, and he turned his head suddenly, wanting to say something more, but before his words could be spoken, he was already covered by the guards from behind and dragged out directly.