The imperial guards came over like this and took Yang Shu down.

King An hurriedly said: "I want to see my father!" ”

Unexpectedly, Wan Dabao stopped him again: "His Royal Highness King An, Your Majesty said that you are tired, please go back first." ”

King An was anxious: "No, such a big matter, this king has to ask clearly." ”

"Your Highness! Don't be embarrassed by your slaves. ”

Yang Shu stopped him: "Third Emperor Uncle, you better go back first!" It's going to be fine. ”

"But ......"

"I left Beijing without an edict, and I haven't come back for so long, so the saint should be angry."

Yang Shu appeased him before persuading him to go back, and he didn't even say a word, so he was escorted to the prison by the guards.

In the Taiyuan Palace, the emperor is healing.

Before the winter of last year, the doctor finally came to the capital.

In the past six months, the emperor has been much more relaxed under his treatment.

When Wan Dabao came in, the emperor's head and neck were full of silver needles.

Zhong Yue was still wearing that cloth robe, carefully twisting the silver needle. But I saw that the tail of the needle was trembling slightly, and there was a trace of white gas.

The court judge of the Tai Hospital led two imperial doctors and worked beside them.

Wan Dabao stood lightly aside, not daring to disturb.

After a while, Zhong Yue finally spoke: "It's okay." ”

He quickly stretched out, pulled out the silver needle, and said, "Your Majesty, you can open your eyes." ”

The Emperor slowly opened his eyes.

He looked a little older than a year ago, obviously only fifty-one, but he looked like a man in his sixties.

The imperial doctors stepped forward to ask for warmth.

"How does Your Majesty feel?"

"Easier?"

"Is there any discomfort?"

The emperor twisted his neck and smiled: "It's a lot more relaxed!" Mr. Zhong's acupuncture technique can be called a stunt. ”

Zhong Yue smiled faintly and said: "Your Majesty praises falsely, the way of medical skills, the grass people are still far behind, and so on, but the symptoms are not cured." ”

The emperor sighed a little: "Maybe this is my fate." ”

The imperial doctors were listening, and they couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

What is it called? House flowers are not as fragrant as wildflowers? These imperial doctors are their own, and His Majesty doesn't care about scolding, but when he comes to this invited Zhong Divine Doctor, he is very angry.

Obviously, everyone can't cure His Majesty's illness, why is his treatment different?

But he heard Zhong Yue say: "Your Majesty, don't say that, there are only diseases that can't be cured, and there is no number of lives that should be had." In ancient times, even diseases such as wind and cold could only be resigned to fate, but now there are medicines to treat, which is the result of generations of doctors. Your Majesty's disease cannot be cured at present, because the skills of our doctors are not exquisite enough. I only hope that the grass people can find the cause of the disease as soon as possible, so that His Majesty can suffer less crimes. ”

The emperor was pleased: "Mr. Zhong is a benevolent doctor, and he is worthy of the title of divine doctor." ”

Huang Yuanju couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

It's no wonder that His Majesty just listens to him, look at how many people can talk.

However, this Doctor Zhong does have two brushes, which can't be cured, and after a few injections, His Majesty will be able to ask about politics.

Otherwise, why would he rather be scolded than fight here? Isn't it just to learn two hands?

Seeing that Wan Dabao wanted to speak and stopped, Zhong Yue said: "Your Majesty, the grass people have gone back to the medicine house first, and the ten patients have not been treated today. ”

The emperor smiled and nodded: "Go ahead." Wan Dabao, tell them to take some medicinal herbs and bring them back to Mr. Zhong. ”

Wan Dabao agreed, and instructed the little chamberlain to take Zhong Yue to get the medicine.

As soon as he was busy, and the idle people retreated, Wan Dabao told him what happened at the gate of the palace just now.

The emperor's expression was indifferent, and he said: "This third child is too straight. If he treats people with sincerity like this, can others treat him sincerely? Let's cold him for a few days, see if he wants to understand. ”

Wan Dabao said with a smile: "His Royal Highness King An is a pure heart, and he treats everyone so sincerely. ”

The Emperor nodded, relieved again.

He now likes simple-minded people more and more, such as the divine doctor Zhong Yue.

When he first arrived in the capital, he was invited by Zhang Qi to see a doctor. He didn't know who he was looking at, and after careful consultation, he bluntly said that the disease had dragged on for too long, and he could only alleviate it, not eradicate it.

The emperor waited for a long time, but he got such a result, and he was extremely angry, but he just explained warmly and did not change his words.

Later, it was Zhang Qi who persuaded him, so he was reluctantly given a chance to try.

As a result, after a try, the emperor had a great opinion of him.

After the acupuncture, although he still couldn't stand up, his head didn't hurt.

This Zhong Shen Doctor really has one point to say, unlike those imperial doctors, probably, maybe, maybe, just to give you hope, but he doesn't promise half a point, all of them are non-stick.

Later, knowing that he was the emperor, Doctor Zhong was taken aback and confessed again and again.

The emperor asked him what he wanted as a reward, and he hesitated for a long time before saying that he wanted to open a medical clinic in the capital.

The capital is expensive, and if you want to open a decent medical center, you need a lot of money. Even if he has the reputation of a miracle doctor, it is not easy to earn this money in a short period of time.

The emperor was very satisfied with this diagnosis, it was not a small amount, and it was something that he could give at will.

After the opening of the medical hall, Zhong Yue recruited a few doctors and set a rule for himself.

Only 10 people were treated every day, and non-serious cases were not treated.

The emperor asked him, "Shouldn't doctors be treated equally?"

Zhong Yue replied that when he was a traveling doctor, he treated all patients equally. But in a place like the capital, if he was allowed to come to the hospital, countless patients would come over.

So, what should I do with other medical centers?

He has earned enough fame, and if other hospitals can't survive, they have to close. If the other doctors want to see him, they have to come and sit in the court. On the side of the herb merchant, his words gradually increased in weight, and if he wanted to sell medicine, he couldn't help but give him face.

In the end, the circle of medicine was completely destroyed.

Once he doesn't do it, those patients will have nowhere to go.

In the same way, he also administers medicine, but only once in ten days. The poor who really need it can wait until the day of the medicine, and those who can afford to be sick will not be confined to his family.

What's more, everyone will see minor illnesses, and he doesn't need to go out. If other doctors don't have patients to see them, how can their medical skills be improved?

The Emperor was very satisfied.

When you think about it, the truth in this is similar to that of governing the country.

This doctor Zhong is really not a person who sells fame and fame, but has great wisdom.

He concentrates on medical skills, but he knows how to be considerate of others, and does not pursue fame excessively, and he is not known how many times stronger than those so-called high-ranking people with high character.

obviously wants to be famous, but he justifies himself with all kinds of big truths, and his mind is twisted and turned, but he pretends to be righteous and awe-inspiring.

The emperor is tired of seeing crookedness, but it is better to be a simple-minded person.

"Go and call Zhang Qi over." He commanded.

Wan Dabao left in response.

The Emperor pulled out a small, narrow wooden box and opened it with a special key, which contained a copy of the Tantra.

The Jiangyang battalion came to report that the Chu army attacked at night, and it was feared that a war would break out.

His time is running out, and he must pave the way for the third child.