The one hundred and fifty-eighth round

When Qin Ying touched Li Chengqian's pulse, he had already roughly felt that his stomach and kidneys were relatively weak, and Qin Ying then thought that this might be related to Li Chengqian's falling into the water and eating a banquet in the last ten years.

However, she didn't plan to tell the truth, because Qin Ying was present when Li Chengqian had an accident, and she didn't fulfill her obligations as a doctor.

Although she doesn't take the cyan official uniform seriously, Her Majesty really wants to suspend her, and she can't get over her face.

So she uses half-truths.

Handing over the silk book of diagnosis to Chen Yaozanglang, Qin Ying found Ruqi without leaving a trace, and asked him to go to the palace with him for a while to distinguish incense, but he had seven points of care for the patient and three points of his own thoughts.

As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's body is not seriously ill, His Majesty's side of the Medicine Collection Bureau will be able to pass by. This responsibility cannot be held accountable to Qin Ying, and there will be no obstacle to her going or staying in the future.

In her previous life, she did her best in the palace for ten years, and finally ended up in a bleak ending; If she didn't think about herself early in this life, she would have lived a life in vain.

Qin Ying and Ruqi finished talking about a large part of the truth, persuaded him to distinguish incense with him, and pushed open the door and entered the main hall of Li.

The three-legged beast head incense burner in the center of the hall emits smoke that curls straight up, which is refreshing.

She saw that everyone in the hall was gathered around Li Chengqian's couch, carefully opened the small wall on the side of the incense burner, held the incense tongs in one hand and the incense dish in the other, scooped out the remaining small pieces of incense pills and some incense ashes, and replaced them with new complete incense pills into the furnace.

The process was very smooth, and the time did not exceed half a quarter.

Just as Qin Ying turned her back and was about to take the incense saucer out, Chen Yao Zanglang called in her direction from afar, "Qin Ying, come and take a look." ”

She was so frightened that her hands trembled, and she almost threw the incense saucer to the ground.

Placing the incense dish in the corner of the screen, she wiped her hand stained with incense ash with a handkerchief, walked quickly to Chen Yaozanglang's side, bent down slightly and whispered, "...... What is the name of the adult? The hanging afterglow saw that Li Chengqian was still asleep. She unconsciously let go of her breath.

"His Highness's eyes seem to be different." Chen Yaozanglang said, one hand gently covered Li Chengqian's eyes, and the index and middle fingers were separated and placed on the eyelids and eyelids. Then pull it slightly on both sides.

Li Chengqian's eyes were closed because his eyes were dry and uncomfortable, but not because he was asleep.

Just now, when Chen Yaozanglang, Qin Ying and the others were checking his pulse one by one, he occasionally opened his eyes and glanced at his head casually.

When he saw Qin Ying coming, he didn't know why he wasn't as happy as before, but he wanted to deliberately avoid it.

-- I guess it's a psychological trick called embarrassment. Li Chengqian let their fingertips press against the inside of their wrists. Thought silently.

Now that he was forced to open his eyes, Qin Ying's stern and worried face came into view.

Li Chengqian smiled at her, and Qin Ying inexplicably felt bitterness spreading in her chest: Since it's uncomfortable, don't be reckless. She wanted to say this to him, but with so many people in the hall watching, she couldn't follow the rules as she used to be.

Chen Yaozanglang stretched out his other hand, raised a slender index finger and placed it about five feet in front of Li Chengqian's eyes, signaling His Highness's eyes to stare at it as much as possible, and said slowly: "His eyes don't seem to be able to focus accurately. Lin Yaocheng and Huang Dianyao and I all guessed that His Highness was slightly short-sighted. ”

"Can Your Highness see the headband of so-and-so?" Qin Ying bent forward to get his head closer.

Li Chengqian said: "There is a shadow that is not very clear. ”

Qin Ying secretly said at this time: Judging by Chen Yaozanglang's meticulous appearance, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is afraid that there will be more and more symptoms. I don't know how many pills he will have to take at the same time after that; This time, the Medicine Collection Bureau dispatched almost all the elites, and this matter must not be hidden from His Majesty for two days.

Now she can almost foresee the scene of His Majesty's anger and the detention of her for half a year.

Qin Ying shook his head, expelled this inconsequential thought from his mind, and said to Chen Yaozanglang: "There is no doubt that I am short-sighted. The liver is the main eye, and I thought that it was because I used too much medicine, which affected His Highness's eyesight......"

Her views were different from Chen Yaozanglang's, but they unexpectedly coincided with Imperial Doctor Lin. So Imperial Physician Lin glanced at Qin Ying approvingly.

At this time, without waiting for Qin Ying to explain his words completely, he heard Huang Dianyao's voice interject horizontally: "How can it be cured without medicine?" ”

"-- Medication is expensive but streamlined." Imperial Physician Lin blew his beard and frowned.

Seeing that the consultation of the people in this medicine collection bureau was about to escalate into a quarrel, Qin Ying put the index finger of his left hand to his lips. He booed in a low voice, and took the lead to the entrance of the hall, leading them outside the main hall of the Lizheng Hall.

Before Chen Yaozanglang left the hall, he let out a long sigh. He was speechless about the temperament of several of his subordinates.

He knew that Huang Dian Yao was an impatient person, but his abilities were as good as his temperament. Chen Yao Zanglang brought him in for a consultation, but he didn't expect that Huang Dian Yao was completely ignorant of color.

Speaking of this behavior, Qin Ying is at least better than him.

Qin Ying sent away the boss and chief of the Medicine Bureau, went to Li Chengqian's couch first, and stuffed his wrist exposed outside the sheet: "Your Highness, pay attention not to be cold. ”

“…… You are more attentive than my palace attendants. Li Chengqian slowly opened his eyes and said. This tiny facial movement was a bit of a strain for him. He wanted to see Qin Ying kneeling beside him more clearly. He held his eyes strongly, but a pair of eyes gradually turned red.

Qin Ying has known Li Chengqian for ten years in his previous life and this life combined, but he has never seen him cry.

She was stunned for a while, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and when she saw that the handkerchief was stained with benzoin ashes, she continued to dig deep into her sleeve with an embarrassed face.

In the end, Li Chengqian squinted his eyes and said, "...... Qin Ying, you were originally a Taoist priest outside the square, Taoist priests will tell people hexagrams, why don't you calculate for me how long you can live? ”

She sniffed in her somewhat blocked nose and said in a thick nasal voice, "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense like this. You will be safe in 10 years. Qin Ying didn't dare to hold it up at will, because she remembered that he was still alive when she died in her previous life, so she replied like this.

"Aren't the Taoist priests all looking at palms, touching their bones, and giving people their fate? Don't fool me that I haven't been to the Taoist temple a few times. Li Chengqian blinked his long eyelashes, and under the curved arc was an overly elegant shadow.

"Taoist priests will also show people the number of longevity from their faces." Qin Ying's words were straightforward, and he thought sadly in his heart, he was only a teenager, why did he start thinking about his fate? After all, this sensitive word is something that normal young people don't even think about.

(To be continued.) )

PS: This paragraph makes me feel so distressed. It's so annoying to be sick and weak.。