The palace is as grand as imagined, exuding golden light, but it is a place where people eat people and do not spit out bones. Nan Qian felt that she was really unlucky, and her gloomy mood once occupied her emotions.

The clan was placed in a courtyard in the capital, and she and her mother-in-law continued to be sent to the palace. After arriving in the palace, the first person I saw was not Emperor Jiang Liang but his imperial sister Jiang Xinyi, lying on the bed with a pale face and coughing constantly. Looking closer, the body is already very thin, and it seems that he has been sick for a long time. From the outside, he is still panting and coughing, probably a disease of the lungs or bronchi.

Nan Qian frowned, she thought that Jiang Liang was just making up a lie and arresting them. I didn't expect that there was really a royal sister, and this disease is still a bronchial disease that is very difficult to treat in modern times. She studied Chinese medicine, and Chinese medicine believes that asthma is a disease of evil and goodness.

She remembered that in modern times, teachers also told them that asthma is an incurable disease in ancient and modern times, and even in modern times, there is still no specific medicine. It can only be used for long-term conditioning. Unexpectedly, she studied for three years, and just went to the internship when she encountered such a difficult incurable disease.

When the princess saw her, her brow furrowed, and her expression was very worried and vulnerable. Coughing while covering his handkerchief, he turned away. Looking at this resistance, it is probably because many imperial doctors have diagnosed and treated her, but she has not yet recovered, so the emperor will believe in the folk legend and go to find the holy woman.

It's just that asthma is a bronchial disease, which is difficult to cure and requires long-term conditioning. I'm afraid that Jiang Liang had expected this, and brought the whole clan over, perhaps as a threat, and perhaps to reassure her.

The mother-in-law took her and saluted, nodded to her, and motioned for her to come forward and heal the princess. As a witch, the mother-in-law only performs divination and rituals in the clan, and does not know how to heal.

Nan Qian sighed, she had only heard about it in books and in the mouths of teachers, and had not fully practiced it. This is what the princess would do if her diagnosis was wrong, and the whole family would suffer. She was punished because her medical skills were inadequate, but she had to be extremely careful and cautious in such a matter as risking the lives of her whole clan.

Nan Qian lifted the curtain and diagnosed Jiang Xinyi's pulse. This is a strange pulse, which is noticeably weakened or even absent when inhaled, and appears or returns to its original state when exhaling.

At this moment, the emperor came in a hurry. Because he was in too much hurry, he was still panting when he entered the door, and he went straight to his royal sister's bedside without waiting to stop.

If it weren't for Nan Qian who knew that Jiang Xinyi was his own sister in his memories, he would have thought that this was his sweetheart. The king of a country is so out of shape, presumably he should have a good relationship with his imperial sister.

"How?" Jiang Liang entered the door and saw Nan Qian checking the pulse of his imperial sister, and asked very uneasily.

Jiang Liang looked Nan Qian up and down, his white robe looked sacred, and his appearance was not bad. I just don't know if it's as rumored among the people. He was really confused, he would listen to the words of his courtiers and find these charlatans.

Nan Qian didn't like his scrutiny very much, as if he was looking at those unreliable Jianghu Langzhong. She's been studying seriously for a few years! When I looked up, I saw Jiang Liang's anxious side face, but he was handsome, and he was a beautiful man. It's just that he doesn't have the momentum of an emperor at all, and he looks lazy and lazy.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to be anxious, the Holy Maiden's medical skills have been learned from the elders of the clan since she was a child, and she has also treated several cases of incurable diseases before. So please don't disturb your majesty about the treatment" The mother-in-law frowned when she saw Nan Qian, and she didn't seem to like people watching from the side, so the mother-in-law understood very well and spoke.

Jiang Liang glanced at it with displeasure, but still took a step back. is so arrogant, see what she can do.

After Nan Qian checked the pulse, she already had a general idea in her heart, and she looked at the princess's maid, "The princess may have symptoms of chest tightness and difficulty breathing."

The maid nodded, with tears in her eyes, "When you lie on the couch for a long time, you will have difficulty breathing, shortness of breath."

"Are there anything you're allergic to?"

"Nope. It's just that the princess is easy to catch a cold, and some time ago she just went out of the yard to breathe. I coughed so badly when I came back that I never got out of bed again."

Nan Qian sighed, she was already terminally ill, and if the asthma was treated by modern Western medicine, she might be able to slowly recuperate. It's just that the development and processing of ancient medicinal materials are extremely lacking, and she is inexperienced, and she is afraid that her condition will change and be difficult to control. Now the only way to stabilize this emperor is to stabilize it first, and then discuss it with the elders of the clan.

"Princess, this is evil qi entering the body, which belongs to the disease of evil and truth." Nan Qian glanced at Jiang Xinyi's expression again, "It's still a depressed physique, and it needs to be slowly adjusted." ”

Although the asthma Nanqian is very weak-hearted, she is still very sure of regulating her physique. When she was an intern, she happened to come across a case, and she also learned a lot by helping the old Chinese medicine practitioner to grasp medicine.

"Is there a cure?" Unexpectedly, this saintess still has two brushes, which are roughly the same as what the imperial doctor said. If it weren't for the fact that no one could treat the entire hospital, there would be no need for him to look for folk legends.

Nan Qian had a bitter face, how could she accept this, "This disease is an extremely rare wheezing and coughing disease, and the people are not completely sure, and they need to discuss it with the elders of the clan." The folk girl can prescribe a prescription to regulate her physique, at least to make the princess's body better, so that she will not be so painful"

"Liu Guang, prepare paper and pen" Jiang Liang didn't say anything more, and after getting the prescription, he showed it to the Tai Hospital and knew that this saint was unreliable.

"Yes. Your Majesty, let's go here" Liu Guang waved the dust and hurried with the two little eunuchs.

"Master, let's just let the two of us go. A few steps away, you don't have to worry about the master's legs and feet," the little eunuch said flatteringly, he had just arrived, and he wanted to be familiar in front of the eldest duke, and he would be better off in the future.

"You have no eyesight," Liu Guang waved the dust to the little eunuch's head, "Your Majesty personally ordered our family, which is a very important matter." If you go and fetch it for me, won't it hurt me, where is such a little boy with no light? In the future, there will be bad things, and you will be driven away from the miscellaneous sweeps, and you will not be allowed to come near Your Majesty again."

The little eunuch looked at Liu Guangyuan aggrievedly, he had only been here for a few days, and he was so ruthless. Thinking that he could only do the most vulgar work of cleaning in the future, he was unwilling to rise.

In fact, it seems to be ruthless, but it is saving him. Liu Guang never thought that his once kindness would cause a catastrophe.

While waiting for the pen and paper, Nan Qian took a closer look at Jiang Li. Both the name and the momentum are very inconsistent with his imperial status, and it seems that the literati and artists who play in the mountains and rivers are more suitable for him. It is said that you can't look directly at the emperor, but Nan Qian wants to try.

Looking at each other, Nan Qian didn't see desire or killing in his eyes, it was a pair of very clean eyes. Nan Qian shook his head, he had only been on the throne for half a year, and I hope he would still be able to maintain such clean eyes in the future.