Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Longevity of the Pine Crane
"But by the orders of Prime Minister Zhen." Jia Shuang was silent, and lowered her head and lowered her eyes wisely.
"Doctor Jia doesn't have to worry." Zhen Liancheng smiled slightly, "I just want to be able to hear Jia Yizheng's truth at any time." For example, I have heard that a true miracle doctor can tell whether the fetus in a pregnant woman's womb is male or female by the pulse......"
Jia Shuang raised her head in horror, all dynasties and dynasties, it is generally not a good thing to want to find out the gender of the imperial heir who is still in the womb.
In particular, he also learned through Emperor Guang's pulse that Emperor Guang's actual pregnancy time was the day before the wedding.
The man who had a close past with Emperor Guang before the big wedding was not the imperial husband in front of him.
There have long been rumors in the palace that Emperor Guang went to the Protector's Mansion in his wedding dress on the eve of his wedding.
However, Jia Shuang didn't have much room for bargaining, so she could only nod and say, "Yes." ”
Zhen Liancheng didn't say anything anymore, just looked at Jia Shuang with a smile.
Jia Shuang gritted her teeth and said slowly: "Your Majesty is pregnant with a dragon fetus. When he said this, he couldn't help but tremble slightly. leaked such a big secret of the Emperor of Light, I am afraid that the Emperor of Light will kill him if he finds out. But if he didn't say it, he was afraid that Zhen Liancheng would kill him immediately.
Zhen Liancheng nodded disappreciatively: "I heard that the divine doctor can still see when the woman is pregnant......
Jia Shuang raised her eyes in fright, her upper and lower teeth trembled with fear, and she made a clear sound: "Zhen Xiang......"
Zhen Liancheng used a pair of hands without the slightest warmth, gently held Jia Shuang's hands, and slowly clenched them hard, and the smile on his face was even more like a spring breeze in February: "Therefore, Jia Yizheng must know very well that the dragon fetus in His Majesty's womb was conceived just two months ago." ”
Jia Shuang trembled, not because of Zhen Liancheng's hands, but because of Zhen Liancheng's words.
It turned out that I didn't want to murder this child who was not my own flesh and blood......
Emotional Zhen Liancheng wants to admit that this child is not his own, and he wants to correct the birth time of this child? So in the future, he will be cheeky and insist that a full-term child is less than a month?
What kind of spirit can you wear a green hat and be willing to help, and even feel that this hat is a little unstable?
Although he has excellent medical skills, he really can't understand Zhen Liancheng's thoughts.
However, the pursuit of knowledge is valuable, and the price of life is even higher.
Jia Shuang nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty's dragon fetus was conceived two months ago. ”
Zhen Liancheng let go of his hand with satisfaction: "Jia Yizheng will definitely be able to enjoy the longevity of Songhe." ”
As he spoke, the carriage had stopped in front of the prison.
Jia Shuang sighed, resigned herself to her fate, took out gauze and gloves as thin as cicada wings from her medical bag, and handed another set to Zhen Liancheng.
Zhen Liancheng looked carefully at the transparent, glowing glove in the moonlight and smiled lightly: "Human skin gloves? It is a good thing to isolate things that should never be touched, and to ensure the accuracy of the pulse cutting. ”
Jia Shuang was a little worried: "These are all the previous rewards, originally a pair can be used for a long time, but now this epidemic is too dangerous, you can only use one to burn a pair, if the epidemic spreads, it will never be enough." "Those who have survived his healing, no matter how much they paid for the clinic before death, must be given a piece of human skin after death, and the part and size are chosen by him at will. This is the unwritten rule of this ghost doctor.
When he was not admitted to the hospital, he was called the "human skin miracle doctor", but it was not in vain.
Although it is not as famous as the Gray-robed Holy Hand, it is also famous for its amazing medical skills and appalling requirements for medical fees.
This habit, even if I was admitted to the hospital, did not change in the slightest.
After all, there are few masters and many slaves in the palace, and he doesn't dare to ask for the master's skin, but it's hard to say about the slaves.
And in the palace, there are too many people who have died.
He likes human skin, because human skin can be made into human skin gloves, and human skin gloves can make him touch less dirty things.
For example, epidemics.
Whoever has touched the plague, he must throw away everything, including his cherished human skin gloves.
As a result, his stock of human skin gloves was insufficient.
Zhen Liancheng smiled disapprerovingly: "You don't have to mind, Your Majesty has his own way, so that the doctors of Da Zhou can use the things that isolate the breath, and they can diagnose and treat the patient." ”
Jia Dongfeng likes to study these strange things, and if it is for the benefit of the country and the people, she will study more cheerfully.
When people were alive, Gu poison and epidemic were mixed together, and it was originally impossible to distinguish between them.
But once a person dies, the Gu poison will appear, and if the Gu poison is a living thing, it will be even more obvious.
So Jia Dongfeng must come to see Hu Dahai's fresh corpse.
Jia Shuang picked up Hu Dahai's body, took out a golden needle, pierced his hanging finger, drew out some blood and poured it into a white porcelain bowl, and took out the ant medicinal wine given to him by Emperor Guang from his arms, and dropped a few drops into the bowl.
Sure enough, there were slight fluctuations in the blood, and a few Gu worms thinner than a hair and smaller than an ant quickly crawled towards the edge of the bowl! I will not know where I will crawl out.
It was too late, and just as it was too late, a fire broke into the bowl, and the whole bowl was burned with the help of spirits.
The insects twisted and slowly turned to ashes.
"It's Gu poison, and it's Gu worm." Zhen Liancheng changed his tone, stared coldly at the somewhat blackened white porcelain bowl, and easily put the flint that had just lit the fire fold into his sleeve.
Jia Shuang raised her eyebrows slightly, and her tone was full of indescribable lightness: "Your Majesty has rewarded the medicine and wine early, and your Majesty can rest easy if you want to come to Lanling." ”
He was finally able to get a good night's sleep.
Jia Dongfeng drank the medicine, the temperature on his forehead dropped slightly, and he lay on the bed groggily, without a trace of strength on his body, but his mind was unusually sober: "Three thousand, are they back?" ”
Outside the hall, there was the sound of a car rolling over the bluestone steps.
"It's coming!" Fu Sanqian stared into the distance, at this time the sky was about to dawn, Jia Huan drove the carriage all the way into the apse, and it was parked at the door of the dormitory.
As soon as the car door was lifted, Zhen Liancheng and Jia Shuang got out of the car and strode into the hall.
"Except for Zhen Xiang, let's step down." Jia Dongfeng struggled to stand up, and Fu Sanqian hurriedly put two goose feather pillows behind her.
The morning sun of spring shines in through the window lattice, and finally there is a bit of spring atmosphere.
Zhen Liancheng stood in the center of the main hall, took off his coat and silk shoes, sat down in front of the Xiaoye red sandalwood dresser of the Light Emperor, took out the porcelain bottle of mutton fat and white jade from his sleeve, poured out a white pill, swallowed it without hesitation, and slowly washed off the makeup on his face.
By the time he Shi Shiran walked in front of Jia Dongfeng, he had already recovered into the beautiful son who was as beautiful as jade.
It's just that his face looks paler than Jia Dongfeng's face that has not recovered from his serious illness, and there is still a suspicious red on his lips.
"I'm really getting more and more curious about the subtle arts." Jia Dongfeng's eyes stared at Zhen Liancheng for a moment, "It can be so convenient to transform into another person......
Zhen Liancheng guessed Jia Dongfeng's thoughts, smiled and shook his head, Shi Shiran sat down in front of her bed: "The mystical technique looks endless, and in fact, it has always followed a simple truth, if you want to get something, you must pay something first." Your Majesty don't have to worry, the more strange the trick, the more it will not last long. ”
Jia Dongfeng's gaze stopped at the bright red on Zhen Liancheng's lips, and he reached out to touch it: "What is this?" "Before I could touch it, I felt a touch of warmth and wetness.
Zhen Liancheng quickly raised his sleeves and wiped it off: "It's just unwashed rouge." ”