"Your Majesty, what's the matter? By the way, where did the imperial doctor die, why hasn't there been anyone for so long? "The queen is really messy, seeing Qingqing lying on the bed, her back is a little scary, but she doesn't know what to do, so she can only lose her temper.

"It's been cured, Niangniang, call someone to wash my sister, change her clothes, by the way, sprinkle some incense powder on her, she can't see the smell of blood." An An hurriedly said to the queen with a smile.

"That's it? That, do you want to find a few more doctors to see, this, this ......" The queen looked at Qingqing's unconscious appearance, and felt that there must be something to do.

"Replenish blood, my sister bleeds too much, and she needs to make up for it; I'm scared, and I'm going to make it up. Stew a chicken, add two coins of angelica, three jujubes, soup for her, chicken for me. An An said hurriedly, he vomited for a long time, and now he felt that he could eat something.

"Just know how to eat, wipe it for the princess, and change clothes." The young emperor was speechless, and knocked An An with his brain, and also felt that Qingqing was a little ugly now, and said to the palace maids on both sides.

The young emperor carried An An to the outer room, and Xiao Yue was here to treat his injuries. When I took off my shirt, I could see that I was wearing a healthy body. The wound on his back washed away the blood stain, and he was drugged.

"You're done with this?" An An glared at them, this really couldn't stand it.

"What do you want to do?" The physician didn't know what was wrong.

"Wine and needlework!" An An snorted, there was also wine in the queen's palace, so she took the wine, soaked it in needle and thread, and sewed it for Xiao Yue by herself. The child's luck is better than Qingqing, and they first gave him hemostatic powder and painkiller powder, which will not hurt so much when sewing again.

The palace maid on the side went out and vomited, and anyone who had never seen it could also sew it with a needle and thread, and she was scared to vomit.

"Which master did this little brother study with?" The imperial doctor who was about to be smashed couldn't help but ask. Now he could see that it was better than waiting for people to heal naturally.

"Kaifeng Mansion is Master Jiang, I am a junior apprentice!" An An looked proud.

Xiao Yue felt that he was a little blind, and carefully looked at the doctor who was the chief surgeon a little speechless, very good, just like he thought.

The queen patted An An, to be honest, An An has been by her side for a long time, and she feels a little closer than Qingqing, "It's really not possible, it's better to learn some medicine than to learn to be a servant!" ”

"Niangniang, you are really, think about it, I studied medicine, and by the way, I took medicine. If you change to medicine, you can only study medicine, which is not cost-effective. Besides, Master Jiang doesn't charge tuition, and gives me pocket money, and I can go to the yamen to mix some meatloaf to eat. In the past, when my family didn't have Brother Xiaoyue, I lived in Yamen, and I ate three meals in Yamen, otherwise I could be so fat, and my sister was thin like that, because my mother couldn't cook at all. So, I'm going to be a fool! An An raised her hand firmly.

The queen glared at An An and looked up at the young emperor, now she didn't feel that it was a pity that she didn't have a child at all, there was really such a thing, she felt that she might have the urge to beat him at any time.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Doctor Song is here." The eunuch came in to report.

"Fast forward!" At this moment, the young emperor showed the anxiety in his heart.

"Your Majesty!" A little old man in his fifties came in with a medical box on his back and saluted the young emperor and the queen.

"Let's see if they get the princess right?" The young emperor hurriedly turned around and ordered, and then looked back at Imperial Doctor Song, "Princess Zhaoyang is injured, Aiqing go and take a look." ”

The old man froze for a moment.

"It is the newly recognized righteous daughter of this palace, the granddaughter of the Liu Hou family, which has been prepared by the Ministry of Rites."

Imperial Doctor Song hurriedly bowed his body to show his understanding, but he didn't dare to move.

"Lord Song, come and see the wounds behind this official." The doctor pushed Xiao Yue out, and he couldn't enter the princess's room anyway, so now it's time to share his experience in healing injuries.

"Oh, this ......" Imperial Doctor Song hesitated for a moment, thinking about it

"I helped the princess catch the car." The young emperor said casually.

An An glanced at Xiao Yue sympathetically, and then hurriedly stretched out his fat face to Imperial Doctor Song and said, "I am the princess's younger brother." ”

"Do you know what a princess is?" The young emperor patted An An lightly.

"I don't know, I guess it's a good word." An An shook his head, but said that he knew whether it was good or bad.

Imperial Doctor Song smiled, looked at Xiao Yue's back, and was stunned for a moment, "How did you think of sewing up the wound?" There are some records in the Han Dynasty, but they have been lost. ”

"He sewed it." The Imperial Doctor pointed to An Anxia.

"Dare to ask...... Why did you come up with the idea of stitching wounds with needles and threads? ”

"After the autopsy, you can't help someone sew it up?" An An thinks that what this person is asking is nonsense!

"Huh? Oh, so how did the little brother come up with the idea of using it on people? Imperial Doctor Song was stunned for a moment, but still asked politely.

"My sister said, she couldn't point to these people, so she asked someone to help her get the arrow, and I helped her sew it by the way."

"So you were just a fool before?" Imperial Doctor Song accompanied the smiling face and whispered.

"Yes!" An An also had a proud stomach.

Imperial Doctor Song thought about it and stretched out his hand to Xiao Yue, and motioned for Xiao Yue to stretch out his wrist, Imperial Doctor Song both wrists numbered, and nodded, "Xiao Xianggong's pulse is good, this injury will heal in a few days." ”

"That's why my sister is smart, she knows that I can rejuvenate with a good hand!" An An was scared again.

Imperial Doctor Song thought about it, accompanied by a smiling face, and arched his hand at An An: "Little brother, ask, what about the line?" This thread can't stay in the meat, right? ”

"How do I know, I used to sew corpses, so when my sister woke up, ask her." An An was stunned for a moment, then scolded angrily, deeply feeling that he had been hurt, took the young emperor's hand, and counted five fingers to show him, "I'm five years old!" ”

The young emperor and the queen both laughed, and the queen said angrily, "That's it, you're only five years old, what kind of little adult are you pretending." ”

An An nestled into the queen's arms and didn't want to deal with these people.

"Your Majesty, the princess has changed her clothes." The two big palace maids came out and saluted the young emperor.

"Song Qing, hurry." The young emperor patted An An, this kid, this will pretend to be small, when he scolded the imperial doctor before, why didn't he say that he was five years old?

Imperial Doctor Song hurriedly followed in, Qingqing was already lying on her side, she had already woken up, and smiled at everyone.

"Sister, they bullied me." An An yelled at Qingqing.

Qingqing smiled, but didn't speak.

"How?" Xiao Yue still ran to her side.

"What about you? Has the injury been treated? Qingqing saw that he was shirtless and hurriedly looked behind.

"Okay, what about you?"

"Tell people to prepare cold boiled water, and the pot is made of salt water at a ratio of 10 to 100." Qingqing pointed to the small pot on the table and said softly.

Xiao Yue thought about it: "One part salt, ten parts of cold boiled water? ”

Qingqing nodded, thinking about it, what did she say to him 10%!

Xiao Yue went out, and Imperial Doctor Song saw that it was not a car, but he didn't dare to think about it, and saluted Qingqing, "Your Highness, can you ask the old minister for a pulse?" ”