I don't know what time it was, the cold wind carried the drizzle, wetting the green bamboo in the yard.

Murong Jin tossed and turned on the couch for a long time, still unable to sleep.

The sound of a light cough was intermittent, slowly drowned out by the sound of the rain that was getting louder. Propping himself up and sitting up, he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his heart, Murong Jin closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it, and then he grabbed the brocade quilt with one hand, and coughed violently with one hand on his chest. The pain in his chest was like tearing, as if a pair of hands were about to crush all the internal organs. The cold was like falling into an ice cellar. Blurred vision, buzzing in my ears.

The sound of the rain seemed to be louder, and Murong Jin slowly retracted his upper body into the brocade quilt, and his whole body curled up into a ball.

Murong Jin struggled to open his eyes, but there was a diffuse fog in front of him after all. There was a sharp pain in his heart, his strength seemed to have been withdrawn from his body, and his consciousness could no longer be gathered, so he fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day, at the end of the day.

Dong Xian went to call Murong Jin as usual.

I knocked on the door a few times, but still no one responded, so I thought that I hadn't slept well at night, and I was a little sleepy this morning. But this course could not be delayed, so I pushed the door in.

Murong Jin curled up on the couch, and Dong Xian stepped forward and called "Your Highness" twice, but there was no response. He stretched out his hand and gently patted Murong Jinlu's shoulder outside the brocade quilt, "Your Highness, the time has come." ”

“……”

Dongxian waited for a while, and then went to wake up, but still no one responded. Dong Xian felt a little uneasy, and reached out to Murong Jin's forehead and touched it lightly, only to feel that it was extremely hot, so he immediately turned Murong Jin over.

I saw that his face was pale, and his lips were not half bloody, which was quite terrifying.

Dongxian was a little panicked and hurriedly went to find the imperial doctor. He couldn't rest assured, so he sent someone to go and stayed behind to guard.

The palace people inside and outside the courtyard heard the movement, and they all immediately came out to inspect it.

Ruomei saw that Dongxian's face was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong?" ”

Dong Xian said: "Your Highness is very bad now, I can't wake up, I have already asked people to go to the imperial doctor." ”

"What do you mean by being unconscious?" Ruomei rushed into the inner room, saw Murong Jin on the couch, and said angrily, "How did you do the errand, Your Highness is sick like this, don't you notice it at all?" ”

Although Ruomei was assigned to the outer courtyard by Murong Jin, her rank was really much higher than that of Dongxian, and she was a person sent by Emperor Yan, so Dongxian never dared to slack off.

"Aunt Hui, It's really Your Highness's illness that is too sudden, and the slave is ......."

"There's no need to talk nonsense," Ruomei interrupted Dongxian, "I'll go and report to Your Majesty, you are here to stay here." ”

At three o'clock, Qi Ming Palace.

Ruomei sent someone to Zhao Jing to pass the news, only saying that His Majesty's review of the chapter had reached the end of the time, and it had not yet started.

Ruomei was anxious, but she didn't dare to disturb Emperor Yan's rest, so she had to wait outside.

It was nearly five minutes before Zhao Jing passed Ruomei into the hall.

After clarifying the truth, Emperor Yan said lightly: "After the imperial doctor sees it, I will talk back, if it is an ordinary disease, there is no need." ”

"Yes."

When Ruomei returned to the Floating Moon Palace, there were three imperial doctors standing outside the house, all with solemn faces. Dongxian on the side walked around anxiously.

Ruo Mei stepped forward, found a doctor Gao who he knew, and asked, "Lord Gao, what is wrong with Your Highness?" ”

Several imperial doctors looked at each other, and after their eyes signaled a few times to shirk, Imperial Doctor Gao said: "Your Highness's pulse is weak today, and your breath is even more meager and difficult to detect, but you can't find out what kind of illness it is." ”

"The pulse is weak, the breath is meager...... Ruomei muttered in a low voice, "can't you find out what the illness is?" ”

"What about poison? But what kind of poison has been poisoned, has His Highness checked his food? ”

Several people shook their heads, and one of them said helplessly: "How could we not have thought of this, everything that can be checked has been checked, but it is not poisonous." ”

"What about mixed food poisoning?"

A few people were silent.

"Is there any?"

Several people shook their heads.

Ruomei walked into the house, only to feel that the person on the couch seemed to have a much uglier face than this morning, and whispered "quack". Gong E on the side replaced the handkerchief on Murong Jin's forehead, but the forehead was still hot in the palm of her hand. Ruomei walked out with a good face and asked, "There are only a few errands in the Imperial Medical Department today?" ”

Doctor Gao said: "When the people from your palace came, there were only a few people waiting for me, but now they should all come." ”

Ruo Mei said: "Then I have to bother to invite all the adults in your office." ”

Several people were a little embarrassed.

"This ......"

Ruomei frowned and said, "What, isn't it appropriate?" ”

One said: "It's not that I don't want to wait, it's really that this Tai Medical Department is really lacking." ”

"Then it's okay to bother Imperial Doctor Guo to go there in person?" Imperial Physician Guo is one of the imperial physicians of Emperor Yan and is regarded as the head of the Imperial Medical Department.

Another humane: "Lord Guo must be passed on by His Majesty before he can ......."

Ruomei said sharply: "Your Highness is unconscious today, and the cause has not been found, is it like this?" If something really happens to Your Highness, how many of your heads can bear it! ”

A few people naturally knew that the situation was serious, but they were really embarrassed.

Ruo Mei said to the east: "Let the person with the fastest foot in the palace go and send a message to Gonggong Zhao and report it truthfully," and looked at a few people, "If Your Majesty comes later, how should you explain?" ”

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, and Imperial Physician Gao knew that Ruomei was in charge of Gaoyang Hall before, so he came out and said, "Please come with my aunt to the office and invite all the adults to come over." ”

Ruomei softened his face and said, "My lord, please." ”

This movement is really not small, and even the virtuous concubine of the Lanqing Palace quickly learned about it, and she was leisurely waiting for the palace lady on the side to deal with Kodan, and her smile deepened.

And when Emperor Yan got the news and rushed to Fuyue Palace, he saw a room of imperial doctors standing helplessly. Seeing Emperor Yan, a room of imperial physicians knelt down again.

Emperor Yan saw Murong Jin's illness at this time, and then looked at the group of quacks, which was really annoying.

"How?"

It's just two simple words, but everyone is speechless.

Emperor Yan said coldly: "Why don't you speak?" ”

“……”

"I ask you, how is the condition of the fourth prince?"

Imperial Physician Guo, who was over fifty years old, stepped forward and said: "Back to Your Majesty, please atone for your sins, Your Highness, this illness, Wei Ministers, it is really ......."

Emperor Yan: "What's the matter?" ”

"I really can't find the cause......"

Emperor Yan sneered: "It's really ridiculous, a dignified imperial medical office, can't even find out the cause?" Tell me, what do I want you to do, huh? ”

Seeing that Emperor Yan was angry, everyone kowtowed in unison: "Weichen should die." ”

Emperor Yan suppressed his anger and looked at one of the old men with gray hair, "Imperial Doctor Zhang, you are the oldest, tell me, how is it?" ”

The old Imperial Physician Zhang secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the corner of his sleeve, "Your Majesty, the minister has never seen such a disease for decades, in the opinion of the minister, maybe you can ask Imperial Physician Zhong, on weekdays, Imperial Physician Zhong is responsible for the medicine of the four princes, maybe Imperial Physician Zhong has other opinions." ”

"What does Imperial Doctor Zhong think?"

“……”

"Doctor Zhong, what do you think?"

“……”

Everyone checked each other, and after a long time, one of them said: "Your Majesty, Imperial Doctor Zhong has applied for leave in the past few days and is not in the palace." ”

Emperor Yan instructed Zhao Jing: "Quickly announce that he will enter the palace, quickly," and said to a cadre, "Wait for all the medical classics to go through today, and find out this cure for the disease, if not, you will be killed." The last few words are fluttering, but they are like a sharp sword hanging on everyone's necks.

Half an hour later, Zhao Jing whispered something in Emperor Yan's ear. Emperor Yan waved his sleeves violently and brushed off the net bottle on the shelf next to him.

"Presumptuous—"