On the second day, she packed up as usual and went to the Hanging Pot Hall, and Feng Yichen didn't come after waiting for most of the day.

Day 3, Day 4......

Since the separation of Xinyuelou that day, she has never seen Feng Yichen again.

Lin Mo thought, anyway, it was his own body, he didn't care, so why should he worry about him?

understands and understands, and can't stop the unhappiness in her heart. But taking the initiative to go to the door, this is not her Lin Mo's style, so she simply forced herself not to think about it.

On this day, she was sorting out the tools she used to disinfect her daily life in the hanging pot hall, and Li Wenqing suddenly walked in and told her that someone was looking for her outside.

She put away her things and followed Li Wenqing out of the room.

There were two people standing in the lobby outside, one of whom she had seen, the man who was upright a few days ago.

The other man was supported by him, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were pale without a trace of blood.

Although he was wearing a gorgeous dress, he was extremely thin, and he could be imagined through his clothes.

The man was instantly stunned when he saw Lin Mo.

Seeing him, Lin Mo was also stunned.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Fengyi Rong! The original owner met at a palace banquet.

The prince was willing to come to the hospital in person, presumably because he didn't want others to know his identity.

Lin Mo pretended not to know him, and smiled at him: "What is uncomfortable about this son?" Please come with me into the back room. ”

She stood in front of the door and watched the attendant help Feng Yirong in, before she turned around and closed the door and walked in.

Although Feng Yirong has always been in poor health, his personality is notoriously good, and he smiled at Lin Mo and said, "I didn't expect that the famous doctor introduced by the fifth brother to this palace was Miss Lin." ”

Lin Mo bowed slightly, and replied with a smile: "Last time the attendant came to find a doctor, I didn't expect it to be His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

She raised her hand and made a gesture of invitation to Feng Yirong: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, please take a seat, I will check His Royal Highness the Prince's pulse first." ”

Feng Yirong smiled on his lips, raised his wrist and pulled up his sleeves a little, and put them on the pulse pillow in front of Lin Mo.

Lin Mo touched his wrist, his eyebrows wrinkled tighter and tighter, Feng Yirong on the opposite side seemed to be accustomed to it, and the imperial doctor used to give him this look.

After a long time, Lin Mo let go of his wrist and took out a homemade stethoscope from the cabinet.

Feng Yirong had never seen a stethoscope before, so he felt very novel at the moment, and asked Lin Mo: "What is this?" I've never seen it before. ”

Lin Mo smiled, put the listening device on Feng Yirong's heart, and then said, "This is called a stethoscope, which can better hear the problem of the sick part." ”

She listened carefully to the sound of his heart.

After a while, she put away the stethoscope, her eyes sank slightly, and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's heart disease is born, I think the imperial doctor also told His Highness that this disease is not curable." ”

Congenital heart disease is difficult to cure even in modern times, let alone in ancient times when medical conditions were scarce.

But just because it's refractory doesn't mean there's no cure.

But this prince has a special identity and can't tolerate any sloppiness. The king of Chu introduced him to her for medical treatment, but he didn't have any good intentions when he wanted to come.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Feng Yirong's lips: "The imperial doctor said that this palace will not live to be twenty-five years old, and now, this palace is already twenty-three, and I really can't live long." ”

As a healer, he can't do it if he doesn't save Lin Mo when he dies. Due to the particularity of his identity, Lin Mo can only take conservative treatment.

She stretched out her hand and habitually patted Feng Yirong's shoulder, and when she put her hand up, she felt that something was wrong, so she took it back quietly, and said to him: "It is not an absolute thing to be cured well, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should mainly relax and don't think too much, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has found me here, I will naturally do my best." ”

Lin Mo knew that in this dynasty where imperial power was supreme, it was the right way to protect one's self, but he couldn't do it without saving him.

She only asked the prince to take off his coat and lie down on the treatment table, and took out silver needles to prick a few needles on his Neiguan, Waiguan, Hegu, Yin and Shenmen acupuncture points to regulate and improve the essence and blood of his body.

She gave him an injection while explaining to him: "I'll give the prince an injection first to improve the prince's essence and blood, I have a medicine here that can delay the prince's heart disease, but I have to wait a few days to get it." His Royal Highness's heart disease is born, and I dare not say that it is completely cured, and I can still do it if I continue to live for a few more years. ”

Feng Yirong lay down and looked at her, with a warm smile on his lips: "It's good to live for two more years, and this palace doesn't expect to be cured, but I don't want to be tormented by illness when I live." ”

His lips were pale and his smile was gentle, but Lin Mo felt a little desolate when he looked at it.

In her impression, Feng Yirong is really a good person, with a good personality, good character, kindness, and talent. If it weren't for the fact that his health has been bad, he should also be a beautiful son.

Compared with Feng Yichen, the same father was born, but the difference is very big.

She thought of Feng Yiling again, and suddenly felt that Feng Yichen's personality was also good.

Some people just don't talk about it, she just meditated on this Fengyi Chen in her heart, and people came.

The door was pushed open, and Lin Mo looked up at Feng Yichen, who was in a wheelchair, and was stunned for a moment.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and he seems to have lost a lot of weight.

Feng Yirong couldn't see the direction of the door on the treatment table, and when he heard that the door was opened, he smiled and said, "Miss Lin, but there is another patient coming to ask for a consultation?" ”

"Hmm." Lin Mo came back to his senses and responded lightly.

The attendant, who had been guarding the side without speaking, saluted Feng Yichen: "Your subordinates see His Royal Highness King Yu." ”

Hearing the attendant's voice, Feng Yirong was stunned, and then smiled: "Is the patient actually the ninth brother?" ”

He helped him to get up from the treatment table, but Lin Mo reached out to help him up.

He got up and sat aside, looked at Feng Yichen with gentle eyebrows, and said with some relief: "The Nine Emperor Brothers are finally willing to see the doctor, I heard that the imperial doctors sent by my father were all driven out by the Nine Emperor Brothers, and the Imperial Brother was worried about the Nine Emperor Brothers for a while. ”

Feng Yichen still had that indifferent face, and he nodded at Feng Yirong: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Huang also needs to recover as soon as possible." ”

Regarding Feng Yichen, Lin Mo still hasn't understood it thoroughly.

Seeing that the time was up, she took off the silver needle on Feng Yirong's chest and said to him, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will have someone come to pick up the medicine in three days." It is best not to run back and forth in this body, I will write down the acupuncture points to be pierced by the silver needle to the prince, and the imperial doctors in the palace should be able to diagnose and treat His Royal Highness the prince. ”

Feng Yirong's attendants brought his coat and waited for him to put it on.

Lin Mo sat in front of the plan and wrote down the acupuncture points, and the prescriptions for the course of treatment were clearly written, and handed them to Feng Yirong's attendants.

Feng Yirong sat steadily, without the slightest intention of leaving, and he said to the attendant: "Yin Feng, you go and pay the consultation fee, there are still some things to tell Doctor Lin in this palace." ”

Yin Feng took the order and retreated.