Fortunately, it was almost midnight, and Liu Zhenren, who had been bowing his head and sweating profusely, finally let out a long breath and sighed, "Okay." ”

The two short words were like Lunyin Buddhist words, which suddenly dispelled the heavy fog in everyone's hearts, and everyone subconsciously stood up and looked at the inner room in unison.

Zhao Guifei half-knelt at the head of the bed, grabbed Emperor Yuan Jia's hand tightly, and stared at Emperor Yuan Jia without blinking for a moment, for fear that Liu Zhenren's words would lie to her.

However, as Liu Zhenren's words fell, Emperor Yuan Jia snorted effortlessly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Holy Lord, Holy Lord, are you awake......" Zhao Guifei held Emperor Yuan Jia's hands tightly and choked up.

When everyone heard this, they were pleasantly surprised, and they hurriedly waited outside the tent, waiting for Emperor Yuanjia to summon them.

Liu Zhenren raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, looked at the black and military minister who bowed behind him, and said, "The saint has just woken up, his body is still very weak, and he needs to recuperate the most. Ladies and gentlemen, please come back later and say hello. ”

The ministers glanced at Liu Zhenren, and were a little displeased that he was an unknown Taoist priest pointing fingers at everyone, but when he turned his head and saw Emperor Yuan Jia lying on the bed in the inner room, although he opened his eyes at this time, he was still unable to speak, so he had to suppress the dissatisfaction and eagerness in his heart, bowed down and asked for peace, and then they all retreated obediently.

In addition to Han Qian and Han Yan, father and son.

Liu Zhenren packed up the silver needles and other things, put the medicine box on his back, and walked out of the inner room, and when he passed by Han Yan's side, he whispered: "Follow me." ”

With that, he stepped to the table in the banquet room and sat down, picked up a pen and laid out a paper and made a prescription.

Han Yan consciously waited silently.

Han Qian arched his hand on the side and said, "This time it's all thanks to the real ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Zhenren raising his hand.

"Who let me take in such an unconscious apprentice?" Liu Zhenren muttered, unable to see joy or anger.

Han Qian knew that the master and apprentice had something to say, so he immediately replied: "The dog has Lao Zhenren to worry a lot. ”

With that, he withdrew.

When Sun Changyu and the others got a glimpse of this scene, they naturally dragged Han Qian to inquire about the identity of this real person with Dao bones and immortal style and superb medical skills, and when they learned that this was the master of the world-famous Zixia Guan Liu Zhenren Han Yan, they all sighed.

Han Qian is really lucky, the eldest child's child became the prince, and the youngest son had the merit of rescue, and now the youngest son's master saved the life of Emperor Yuanjia, what a lot of luck and merit this is!

Han Qian greeted everyone, but Han Yan honestly explained his forbearance in the banquet room in the past few years.

Liu Zhenren wrote the prescription while snorting coldly and whispered: "You are capable, when you told your teacher that you were going back to Beijing to visit relatives, you didn't expect to make such an earth-shattering achievement quietly!" ”

It's been five years, and I don't know how this always naughty and dissolute apprentice has changed his ways, calmed down and worked step by step, until he is today.

He happened to come to the capital a few days ago to look for medicine, and when he heard that the streets and alleys were talking about His Royal Highness the Prince, he inquired about it, and then he knew the great achievements of his good apprentice, and he was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe it.

"If it's not that the disciple deliberately concealed it, it was really a last resort, and I ask the master to forgive me." Han Yan sincerely pleaded guilty, "At that time, the road ahead was unclear, and there were chasing soldiers behind, and the disciple was also afraid that if he was a little careless, he would affect the master again......

Later, everything was stable in Liaodong, and he was bent on paving the way for Xiao Wangzhi to return to Beijing to inherit Dabao in the future, and everything else could only be postponed and postponed.

Liu Zhenren snorted lightly when he heard this, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

"Here's the prescription." Liu Zhenren put away his pen, picked up the prescription and dried the ink on it, handed it to Han Yan, and said, "However, I don't care whether they believe it or not, whether it is used or not." ”

If it weren't for the coincidence, even if they were still a little famous, how could these people easily let themselves into the palace to treat Emperor Yuan Jia.

"Thank you, Master!" Han Yan took the prescription, thanked him sincerely, and invited again, "When this is over, the disciple will personally set up a banquet to make amends to the master!" ”

"Let's talk about it." Liu Zhenren responded, "If it weren't for this change, the teacher would have probably set off to return to Zixia Mountain at this time......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted excitedly by Empress Dowager Zhao: "Real people can't go!" The saint still needs real people to bother to diagnose and treat! ”

She can be regarded as understanding that the Liu Zhenren in front of her is much more powerful than those quacks in the Imperial Doctor's Department.

Now that the government is not clear, Emperor Yuan Jia must not go wrong, otherwise those who are secretly ready to move, although they will not seek to usurp the throne like King Qi and others, I am afraid that they will also fight for their own interests to seize it, and make the entire court a miasma.

When the time comes, even if there is a crown prince to inherit the throne, what is the use?

No matter how smart the little prince Liu Shao is, he is just a six-year-old child, how can he suppress that group of wolf-like and ruthless ministers?

Seeing this, Liu Zhenren got up, bowed to the Empress Dowager Zhao, and said politely: "The competent doctors of the Imperial Medical Department abound, and the poor road is just a small mountain road, and I dare not take on this important task." ”

"Real people don't have to be presumptuous, your medical skills are superb, everyone here can see it!" Empress Dowager Zhao earnestly said, "The ministers of the Imperial Physician's Department are helpless, only real people can turn the tide and save the saint, this outstanding medical skill is not available to everyone!" ”

Liu Zhenren waved his hand and replied pertinently: "The adults of the Imperial Medical Department can't be unable to heal, but they dare not heal." Today's poor Dao has already done a demonstration, as long as the needle is applied according to the sample in the next few days, and then combined with the decoction conditioning, the Holy Lord will slowly recover! ”

After all, the acupuncture procedure is cumbersome, and some acupoints are very strict with the proportion of the needle, in case you accidentally enter a little more, not only can you not save Emperor Yuan Jiadi, but will kill him, how dare the imperial doctors of the Imperial Doctor Department easily try to administer the needle.

If he hadn't treated similar patients before and had successful experience to follow, even if Han Yan asked for help this time, he would definitely not have easily treated Emperor Yuan Jia.

Zhang Yuanju on the side nodded secretly.

But Empress Dowager Zhao was concerned about it, and she couldn't listen to Liu Zhenren's explanation at all, only one sentence, before Emperor Yuanjia returned to normal, Liu Zhenren said that he couldn't leave the palace.

Not only did Empress Dowager Zhao insist on it, but even the ministers also held the same view.

Seeing that it was hopeless to leave the palace in recent days, Liu Zhenren simply responded happily.

It's just that Liu Zhenren stayed this time, and he was forced to stay until the end of the first month.

The first month is coming to an end, the cold is gradually receding, and Emperor Yuan Jiadi's body is getting better day by day.

On this day, after Liu Zhenren administered the needle, Emperor Yuan Jia felt that his body was much lighter, so he asked with a look of eagerness and apprehension: "Since the real person came, I feel that this body is getting better day by day, and even more energetic than before I fell ill last time, dare to ask the real person, if I persist for a long time, is it possible for me to recover?" ”

Liu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, looked at Emperor Yuan Jia's gaze sank, and asked instead of answering: "There is an octagonal pavilion in the imperial garden of the Holy Lord, and the sawdust has fallen off and the mortise and tenon joints are not in place due to age.

"Last time, the saint also specially asked a craftsman to re-do the carved beams and paintings, and repaired them new, which on the surface looked no different from the newly built ones.

"Dare to ask the Holy Lord, is the octagonal pavilion that has just been repaired the same as when it was newly built?" 2k reading web