"By chance?" The queen stood on the steps and looked at her condescendingly: "It means that when you gave the prince the needle just now, you weren't sure, right?" ”

This is simply a proposition!

If you are not sure, then maybe people will say that you are careless of human life, treat the prince as an experiment, and dare to prick the prince if you are not sure, what should you be guilty of if you are broken?

But if he was sure, he betrayed himself again, denying his position of "knowing a little bit about the skin" just now.

Angelica didn't answer immediately, she groaned slightly, and then slowly spoke: "The medical skills of the people's daughter, it is true that they only know a little about the fur, as for the method of applying the needle, the people's girl is with a divine doctor, at that time, the divine doctor treated an old woman, and the old woman's symptoms were as unconscious as His Royal Highness the Prince, and the divine doctor woke up the old woman with the acupuncture method used by the people's daughter.

Later, the doctor told me that as long as the patient is unconscious, he can use this acupuncture method to wake up the patient. ”

The queen thought she was verbose, frowned slightly, and coldly ordered: "Then you come here, and use the method given to you by the divine doctor to wake up the prince to the palace." ”

Angelica respectfully: "Yes." ”

Angelica walked slowly to the prince's bed.

A few imperial doctors hurriedly stepped aside.

Although they are very unconvinced by a little girl today, this is an errand that will lose their heads if they don't do well, if this little girl can take this hot potato, let alone be compared to her, even if they worship her as a teacher, they are happy.

Angelica walked up to the prince, took out a fine needle from the medical box, and began to prick the prince.

Because the director of the Tai Hospital had already given the prince eight needles, this time, Angelica only had three needles, and the prince slowly opened his eyes.

"Father, mother." txt

The prince's feeble call.

The Emperor and Empress stepped forward, the Emperor grasping the Prince's pale hand, and the Empress reaching out to caress his forehead.

"Ying'er, how do you feel? Are you hungry? Do you want to drink porridge? ”

The prince shook his head slowly: "Erchen has no appetite. ”

He paused for a moment and spoke again: "Father, mother, son-in-law feels that his time is running out, if one day, son-in-law takes the first step, please father and queen mother must not be sad, it is son-in-law who is sorry for you......"

When the queen heard this, she immediately reached over and covered the prince's mouth: "Ying'er, don't talk nonsense, you will be fine, the father and the queen mother will let the imperial doctors save you." ”

The imperial doctor on the side listened, and they were silent one by one, but their hearts were tighter than anything else.

The prince shook his head: "No, the poison in myself, I know very well, when the poison is made, the heartache is like a knife, and the son feels that his heart is going to be broken by it, and the son will not be able to live, but the son is reluctant to father and queen mother." ”

As he spoke, tears flowed down his eyes.

The emperor and the empress were so moved that the emperor wiped the moist corners of his eyes, turned his head and glared at the imperial doctors, and said viciously: "You few, you must cure the prince, otherwise, I will want you to bury the prince." ”

Several imperial doctors trembled and resigned.

When Peach Blossom was thinking about whether to remind the emperor and her sister-in-law, the county lord of Anping.

At this time, I only heard Jiang Xiaowan say: "Your Majesty, the concubines look at those imperial doctors, they are all quacks, let them treat Ying'er, I'm afraid it will delay Ying'er's condition, they have a few cheap lives, it's not a pity to die, but Ying'er can't die because of them." ”