110 The Prince's Wounds

"What's going on with the prince?" Although the emperor was worried, he was still calm and persistent, and sat calmly on the dragon chair.

Father-in-law Chen, Qing'er stood on both sides, not daring to move, for fear of making a slight movement and causing trouble.

The Imperial Physician knelt at the foot of the hall.

"Back to the emperor, the ministers and the imperial doctors have all been treated. The prince's lower leg bone is fractured, and it may be difficult to recover in half a year. ”

"Is it so strict, isn't it just a gentle fall from the horse? How did it become a fracture? ”

The emperor's majestic eyes revealed the kindness of fatherly love.

After all, some things are difficult to give up, after all, it is a family affection that blood is thicker than water, even the most ruthless imperial family, it is difficult to make an exception.

"Your Majesty, it's just that the speed of Pegasus was too fast at that time, even ordinary soldiers were unbearable, not to mention the prince who was a daughter. After about half a year of recovery, the minister still has nothing to worry about. But ......"

Halfway through what the imperial doctor said, he seemed to have concerns and didn't dare to go on.

An atmosphere of nervousness hung over it.

The emperor's face turned cold.

"What are you worried about?"

The doctor trembled, did not dare to raise his head, did not dare to bow his head, did not dare to speak, and did not dare not to speak.

I'm afraid that if I don't say it, I will have to take on a stricter responsibility in the future.

"Say!"

A stern reprimand.

I saw that the emperor's usually well-behaved hand picked up the tea, and the tea just now was like a flat mirror, and the water waves were shaking for a while.

"The prince was injured too badly this time, the inner bones of his calf have been broken, and some places are difficult to heal, and the minister is worried...... Lose sleep over something...... will leave a hidden ...... Disease! ”

Suddenly, a cup of tea slammed to the ground.

The tea was sprinkled all over the imperial doctor, and broken porcelain pieces were scattered everywhere.

The Imperial Doctor's body leaned lower, and the vermilion Imperial Physician's robe trembled, as if his entire body was attached to the ground, or had become one with the ground.

Qing'er's nervous heart trembled.

"Hidden disease? What is the hidden disease? My emperor is the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, the future prince! How can there be hidden diseases? How can there be hidden diseases! What's the use of raising you physicians? A slight fall can't be healed, are you all waste? ”

Roaring and angry, the emperor walked around uneasily.

"Your Majesty, it's the incompetence of the ministers! The minister is incompetent! I hope the emperor will forgive the sins! The minister will definitely find a way with the imperial doctors to take care of the prince with all his heart! ”

"A bunch of incompetent quacks! No matter what method you use, you must keep the prince safe! Roll ......"

The moment he turned his face, the emperor's eyes were fierce and ruthless, and everyone around him was trembling, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

"Yes! Retire! ”

The Imperial Physician got up and turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Hearing a scolding from behind him, the Imperial Physician instinctively turned around quickly and knelt down, his movements coherent and smooth.

"Listen to your Imperial Medical Department, if there is one more person besides the queen who knows about the prince's affairs, your Imperial Medical Department will wait for the head to land! Roll ......"

"The ministers listen to the emperor's will, and don't dare to be ambiguous!"

With that, the Imperial Physician left in fear.

The moment the emperor turned around slowly, Qing'er only felt that the emperor seemed to be much older in an instant, with a sad face and heavy steps, maybe this is a father's heart worried about his son.

If the crown prince's leg is really disabled, then what will his future path be?

How can the prince of a dynasty have a hidden disease?

His courtiers, his subjects, can they tolerate such a prince?