In the early morning, it was dark outside the window. The winter sun has not risen, and the mist has not dispersed.

Qiu Mingfei and Shangguan Jiyun came to Huangfu Chen's barracks, along with Feige and Liuxia.

In the house, after the two of them bowed to Shangguan Jiyue, Liu Xia stepped forward and hurriedly asked Huangfu Chen if he was awake.

Shangguan Jiyue took a deep look in the direction of the bed, pursed her lips, and shook her head weakly.

"Why hasn't Your Highness woken up yet?" Feige and Liuxia spoke at the same time, Qi Qi looked at Qiu Mingfei, and Liuxia said, "Doctor Qiu, didn't you say that Your Highness will wake up this morning at the latest?" ”

Qiu Ming glanced at the two of them with a smile, and the two of them immediately stiffened and were silent.

Especially Liu Xia, who glanced down at the hand that had just removed the bandage, took a few steps back exaggeratedly, and hid behind Shangguan Jiyun, with a dry smile twitching at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe...... Autumn Divine Doctor...... We have absolutely no intention of questioning your medical skills...... Hey hey ......"

Qiu Ming glanced at him, but he didn't say anything, took a step on his long legs, walked towards the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and leaned over to check.

Liu Xia saw Qiu Mingfei pinching his face and breaking his eyes at His Royal Highness, without a trace of a doctor's appearance, he couldn't help standing restlessly in place, but he didn't dare to speak easily, just stretched his neck and looked at the direction of the bed worriedly.

Feige didn't say much, although he saw that Qiu Mingfei was disrespectful to his Royal Highness, but he knew that Qiu Mingfei was a generation of divine doctors, although his speech and behavior were a little weird, and his style of acting was quite puzzling, but his medical skills were indeed excellent.

Three years ago, Liuxia was slashed in the abdomen on the battlefield, and the blood flowed so well that even Bai Huahua's intestines flowed out of her body. The doctors in the army all said that he was not saved, and it was His Highness who drove him all the way to Wenshutian in person.

In the valley, he saw Qiu Mingfei washing the exposed intestines for Liuxia very quickly, and then forcibly stuffed them back into his abdomen, and then picked up the needle and thread to suture the wound, the action skillfully seemed to have been done thousands of times, and the speed of the stitching technique was so fast that even he, a martial arts practitioner, needed to concentrate to barely see clearly. The wound after suturing is smooth and smooth, without the slightest hideousness.

A month later, when His Royal Highness received a message from Qiu Mingfei's flying pigeon, the letter only said one sentence, that is: Hurry up and let people take Liuxia back, he asked Shutian not to raise idlers! After he rode a horse to Wenshutian, although he did not see Qiuming, he saw the perfect Liuxia outside the valley.

But for some reason, since then, Tyumen has become fond of teasing Liuxia. Every time he comes, as long as he sees Liuxia, Liuxia always can't escape Qiuming's teasing, and it's impossible to guard against.

Since then, he has believed that the name of Qiu Mingfei's miracle doctor is by no means a wasted name, and the living dead, flesh and bones are by no means exaggerated.

So when he saw Qiu Mingfei's strange inspection method for His Royal Highness at this time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and he still didn't move, quietly waiting for the results.

But Shangguan Jiyue was shocked when she saw her figure, her eyes suddenly opened and narrowed rapidly, and finally she lowered her eyes lightly and said nothing, as if she was secretly thinking about something. It's just that the low-hanging curly eyelashes are too thick and long, covering the undercurrent in the deep eyes.

When she looked up again, Qiu Mingfei had already reached out and pulled Huang Fuchen's hand from under the quilt, pressed her fingers on his wrist, and checked his pulse.

During this period, Qiu Mingshuang's expression changed many times, and he raised his eyes to see Huangfu Chen and lowered his head to continue to diagnose the pulse. His eyes were obscure, and the expression on his face was also surprised and changeable, and finally he simply shook off Huang Fuchen's arm, and looked up to the sky with a very heavy expression and sighed.

"Doctor Qiu, how is he?"

Shangguan Jiyue didn't know why, looking at Qiu Ming's solemn expression, her heart rose to her throat.

Feige and Liuxia also looked at Qiu Mingfei in unison, their faces nervous, their long eyebrows furrowed, for fear of spitting out the words they didn't want to hear from Qiu Mingfei's mouth.

"Alas......"

Qiu Mingfei sighed again, glanced at a few people in the room, and finally fixed his eyes on Shangguan Jiyue's body.

Shangguan Jiyue's body stiffened, and she said worriedly: "Divine Doctor Qiu, what happened to Huangfu Chen?" ”

Several people's eyes were focused on Qiu Mingscarlet's face, and no one noticed Huang Fuchen lying on the bed, his body was a little stiff at this time, and his eyes were also turning slightly under his closed eyelids.

Qiu Mingfei, you'd better not demolish the main hall, otherwise, the main hall will definitely go to dismantle your question!

"He's not doing well, and there's no sign of waking up......"

Hearing this, Huang Fuchen's figure softened, and the hand placed on the inside of his body slowly released his fist.

"What then? Is there any way not to? Shangguan Jiyue's tone was full of anxiety.

"That's right! Doctor Qiu, His Royal Highness must arrive in Kyoto in three days to thank the king for his grace. "It's Liuxia who speaks.

"His Royal Highness has not been recalled to Beijing for many years for the New Year, and the emperor chose to crown His Royal Highness as the king this year, and also made a special edict to return to the court to thank him and participate in the palace banquet, which shows that the emperor has begun to pay attention to His Royal Highness, and his heart has turned, and he is no longer as graceless as before. If His Royal Highness can't return to the court this time, and don't talk about the crime of disrespect first, I'm afraid that it will chill the emperor's heart, so that the emperor thinks that His Royal Highness is arrogant and doesn't take Jun'en in his eyes, then the gain outweighs the loss! ”

Feige frowned and said this, and the hearts of the people present were heavy, and even Shangguan Jiyun, who was only seven years old, frowned slightly. Although he couldn't fully understand the deep meaning, he also knew that things were very difficult to handle when he looked at his sister's tightly knit eyebrows and worried look.

Thinking of Huang Fuchen's love for his sister, those big glass eyes couldn't help but look at Huang Fuchen on the bed worriedly, and then looked at Qiu Mingfei, and asked softly: "Master......"

"Okay, okay," Qiu Ming shook his wide wide sleeves, took the opportunity of raising his hand to support his forehead, hid the smile that flashed in his eyes, and coughed lightly, so he said as a difficult way, "For the sake of my apprentice, this divine doctor will be kind and save your Second Prince!" ”

Everyone was overjoyed, and only Feige asked in a deep voice: "How to save it?" ”

"Silver Needle Piercing!"

The person on the bed who pretended to be unconscious shook almost invisibly when he heard this, clenched his teeth tightly, but still did not open his eyes.

"Silver needle prick?!"

When Liu Xia heard the four words that Qiu Mingfei said lightly, he couldn't help but shake his body, shivered, turned his head sideways to look at Feige, and really saw Feige's unchanged face The corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly held back.

He didn't forget that a year ago, His Highness was stunned by Qiu Ming, and his body was full of silver needles, turning into the appearance of a hedgehog. Since then, His Highness has hated the silver needle so much that it has left a shadow in his heart.

Perhaps no one can believe that the second prince of the dignified Beicang, the chief general of the Shenlong Battalion, is galloping and charging on the battlefield, and the only thing that the iron-blooded general who terrifies the enemy is the thin silver needle in Qiu Mingshuang's hand.

Qiu Mingfei didn't seem to see the interaction between the two, calmly took out a cloth bag from his arms, spread it on the edge of the bed and slowly unfolded it, and said slowly: "Now it can only be like this, your Royal Highness wants to sleep for a lifetime, and you don't want to wake up, this divine doctor can't afford to spend it with him, it's about to be the New Year, and this divine doctor doesn't want to guard a half-dead patient for the New Year......"