"Oh, it hurts, it hurts to death. Pass the imperial doctor, pass the imperial doctor quickly! ”

In the dormitory, the king only felt a headache, holding his head and wailing.

The palace maids on both sides were frightened one by one. So, looking for the imperial doctor, looking for the imperial doctor, and the massage of the massage, I can't wait for the person who hurts so much to be myself.

"What's wrong with you, King?"

Daji Niangniang, who was called by the palace maids, separated the palace maids and walked to the side of the king, gently resting the head of the king on her lap, her eyes full of worry.

Feeling that the person who came was Daji, Wang Qiang cheered up and said, "Ai Concubine, the widow doesn't know what's wrong." It's like thunder in my head, it really hurts me! ”

When he said that it hurt, the king began to wail again. didn't notice it at all, and a bit of playfulness flashed in Daji's eyes.

"Niangniang, the royal doctor is here!"

"Imperial Hospital, medical officer Wang Jinshuo, see the king, see the concubine Niangniang!"

Surrounded by the palace maids, the royal physician with the medicine box walked quickly and knelt down in front of the dragon bed of the king.

Daji glanced at the imperial doctor who came, and then waved his hand lightly: "Get up, the king suddenly has a headache, you can see how this is." ”

"Yes, sis!"

The royal physician hurriedly stood up, and walked two quick steps to the front of the king, first carefully observed for a while, and then took the pulse of the king.

"How?" It wasn't until Imperial Doctor Wang was busy for a while that Daji asked.

"Niangniang, the king's vein"

While checking the pulse, the imperial physician Wang said with some hesitation: "Judging from the pulse, there is obviously no problem with the king's body, and there is no reason for him to have a headache." Xia Guan has practiced medicine for many years and has encountered many incurable diseases, but this is the first time I have seen such symptoms! ”

Imperial Doctor Wang is a medical master in the imperial hospital, and he does not talk about medicine to cure the disease on weekdays, but he can be regarded as an authoritative figure in the medical field.

At this time, when he saw that Imperial Doctor Wang's face was full of embarrassment, Daji couldn't help but sigh and asked, "Imperial Doctor Wang, do you have a way to heal it?" ”

As soon as he heard Daji ask about the method of healing, Imperial Doctor Wang couldn't say anything, and could only answer vaguely: "Hui Niangniang, the medical skills of the lower officials are shallow, but they dare not say the word healing. ”

"Quacks, quacks!"

This time, without waiting for Daji to speak, the king who shouted pain stopped doing it, directly picked up the pillow at hand, and hit the royal doctor in the face fiercely.

Although it didn't hurt to be hit by a pillow, the royal doctor was so frightened that his face turned pale, for fear that the king would be angry and would directly kill him.

"The king is angry, the minister is guilty, the minister is guilty!"

The royal doctor knelt on the ground and begged for mercy again and again, and the king was impatient with what he said, and suddenly roared: "Come on, drag this quack out to the widow, hurry up and drag it out with a rod to kill the widow, it hurts, it hurts the widow!" ”

In the midst of shouting injustice, the royal doctor Wang, who was labeled as a quack, was quickly dragged away by the guards. Subsequently, Imperial Physician Li came to consult, and within a few minutes, Imperial Physician Li also followed Imperial Physician Wang.

In this way, the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital came and went like a marquee. In the end, more than a dozen people were killed with a cane, and none of them could make the king stop crying out in pain.

"King, your illness has been rare since ancient times, although the old minister is guilty, but he is not guilty to death!"

It was another gray-haired old imperial doctor, crying and being dragged out by the guards.

The rest of the imperial doctors looked at each other like prisoners waiting to be beheaded, and they were so frightened that they were about to pee their pants.

"Imperial Doctor Liu, it's your turn" The palace maid who walked out of the hall made a gesture except for a middle-aged imperial doctor.

Imperial Doctor Liu, who was over the middle of the year, subconsciously wiped the cold sweat on his head with his sleeves, and followed the palace maid into the main hall.

"Imperial Doctor Liu, is the king's illness eyebrow-raising?"

Waiting for Imperial Physician Liu to take the pulse, Daji slowly opened his mouth and asked softly to Imperial Physician Liu.

As soon as Imperial Doctor Liu heard this, beads of sweat flowed down his face, and he said tremblingly: "Niangniang, the villain dares to say that the king's disease may no longer be cured by medicinal stones!."

"Bold"

Daji let out a low shout, and suddenly the guards on both sides stepped forward and stretched out their hands to grab Imperial Doctor Liu.

Imperial Doctor Liu, who was caught by the guards, didn't dare to resist, so he could only hurriedly speak: "Niangniang is angry, Niangniang is angry!" This kind of disease of the king, the old minister once encountered"

A dozen or so imperial doctors were helpless, but only Imperial Doctor Liu was unusual, saying that he had encountered such a condition.

At this moment, the palace maids were all amazed, and even the king of Xu, who had been crying out in pain, got up as soon as possible.

"Imperial Doctor Liu, how to treat this disease?"

The king took Imperial Doctor Liu's hand, and his pale face showed a bit of ruddy.

"My lord, before entering the imperial hospital, the minister once traveled to the countryside to visit all kinds of diseases. Once, when passing through a small mountain village, I once encountered the same illness as the king, but it was a pity"

Imperial Doctor Liu's words, I won't say anything halfway through. As if there was something unspeakable, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Imperial Doctor Liu, if there is any way, just say it quickly, the king is still waiting!" Seeing that Imperial Physician Liu no longer spoke, Daji urged again and again, and motioned for Imperial Physician Liu to continue.

"My lord, that illness was not cured by the minister. It's also a shame to say that the old minister tried his best, but he couldn't cure the man. In the end, it was the village elders who invited a witch doctor to subdue the incurable disease! ”

Speaking of the word witch doctor, Imperial Doctor Liu showed shame on his face.

After all, in this dynasty, there are no black cats and white cats, and it is a proverb that a good cat can catch a mouse. On the other hand, as an orthodox medical master, Imperial Doctor Liu looked down on those rural witch doctors, and it was somewhat difficult to talk about it at this time.

However, although Imperial Doctor Liu was a little difficult to speak, the king of Xu, who had a splitting headache, seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

As the saying goes, a headache is not a disease, but a pain kills people.

As soon as the king heard that the witch doctor could cure his condition, he immediately asked someone to find a witch doctor to cure the disease.

Not to mention, Chaoge, as the administrative center of the Shang Dynasty, was posted on the emperor's list, and there were really a few witch doctors who came to see it.

It's a pity that these witch doctors who responded to the clinic couldn't get out. Just like the imperial doctor who was killed by a rod, seven or eight witch doctors who called themselves half-immortals came in a row, and they all blew the cowhide higher than the sky, but in the end, none of them could get out of the palace, let alone treat the king of Xu.

"What kind of doctor is this, he will give the widow a big dance, and the widow's head will be blown up, and it's still useless!"

"Quacks, they are all quacks, they really hurt me!"

He pulled out a witch doctor and killed him with a rod.

The king tore off the charm attached to his head, hugged Daji's beautiful legs, and cursed loudly against the group of quacks.

At first glance, the witch doctor didn't work, and the palace was simply gloomy.

And at this moment, among the ministers of civil and military affairs who came to visit the condition of the king, one of them stood up without hesitation.

"My lord, there is a stranger in my house, and it is not a problem to call for wind and rain. If the king is gracious, why not ask him to come and try it! "This minister who stood up was none other than Fei Zhong, the favorite minister of the King of Xu.

Fei Zhong looked at Daji as he spoke, and glanced at Daji again and again, everything was silent.

"King, since Lord Fei has a way, let him try!"

Receiving Fei Zhong's hint, Daji said in a disapproving tone while pinching his temples for the king.

"Okay, everyone listens to the concubine, then try it!"

Of course, the king was eager to heal his illness, and of course he would not hesitate, so he directly ordered Fei Zhong to invite the stranger here.

After Fei Zhong left, less than half an hour later, he brought a strangely dressed person.

Everyone looked up and saw that this person was wearing a gold-rimmed black robe with a black rope tied to his head. On the head, there are a few chicken feathers inserted as a feather crown, which looks as weird as it is.

"Aifei, are these strangers dressed like this?" The king was taken aback by this person's outfit, and the first few dancing gods, although they were also wearing light makeup and heavy makeup, they still looked dignified.

But the person in front of him is good, not to mention the chicken feathers on his head, and the appearance is even more obscene, as obscene as he is. Especially a pair of thief's slippery eyes, it is even more desperate, and he is directly buckled down, and then falls to the ground and stomps on his feet.

"Don't disturb the king, Inhuman, there is a little weirdness in general, otherwise how can it be called Inhuman!"

Daji smiled and explained to the king, who shook his head again and again, and asked: "Who are you, the imperial doctors in front of you are helpless, and the witch doctors don't know how many people have been killed by the widow's staff, what kind of talent do you have to confidently treat the widow?" ”

"Haha, I'll just say five words, and you'll know."

Hearing the questioning of the king of Zhou, this stranger laughed, and said proudly with the courage of pointing out the country: "I am Shen Gongbao"

"Shen Gongbao? What does Shen Gongbao do? ”

"Who knows, it sounds like a great thing."

A gust of wind blew, blowing the chicken feathers on Shen Gongbao's head, as if he wanted to feather and ascend to the immortal.