It was good that he didn't know about it at first, but if he did, and didn't report it in time, when the king himself found out and knew that he didn't report it, his life would not be saved.

Thinking so, Gonggong Zhang didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and knelt down in front of the king.

"King, the old slave has something to do. ”

The king was lying on the slump, and the ladies were massaging his temples and hands and feet.

He opened a slit in his eyes, squinted at Gonggong Zhang, and said, "What's the matter?"

"The old slave heard that there was a young miracle doctor on West Street, and in recent days, he has cured countless people, and it is rumored that no matter how difficult the stubborn disease is, it has been cured through her hands, so the old slave has the courage to invite that person into the palace to treat the king for one or two, and he may be able to ......"

"Huh?" the king let out a snort, causing Gonggong Zhang to lie on the ground and kowtow one after another.

"The kingdom cannot be without a king for a day, the old slave has been with the king for many years, and he is really good for the king, and I want the king to know how to get rid of the stalk of the disease, restore his health, and ask the king to forgive his sins. ”

"Ben Jun knows that you are loyal, go, bring people into the palace, and let Ben Jun see what skills he has to make people so miraculous. ”

After the king gave vent, his body fell into extreme fatigue.

I didn't have the strength to get angry, and I was weak to speak, and after speaking, I moved my finger slightly and motioned for Gonggong Zhang to step back.

Father-in-law Zhang hurriedly got up and turned to leave.

After walking outside, Father-in-law Zhang looked scared, lifted his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Godfather, can the miracle doctor you said really cure the king's illness?" The little eunuch followed behind Gonggong Zhang, fanned Gonggong Zhang with a fan, and asked flatteringly.

"You kid speak quietly, you can't talk nonsense, if someone listens to it, you and I can't save our heads. Grandpa Zhang said, sighed again, sat on the soft floor, and pointed to his legs.

The little eunuch immediately understood, knelt beside Gonggong Zhang, and beat his legs.

"The lesson of the godfather is that the son dares to say a few sincere words in front of the godfather, and he doesn't dare to speak casually in other places. ”

"You kid, flamboy, alas, the king's disease can't be cured, but even if it really can't be cured, we can't say that directly to him, we can only say good things, and try our best to find a secret cure for the king, understand?"

"Half understand and half don't understand, it should be said that kings only like to listen to good words, and if we want to live, we can only say good things. ”

"Well, you have a good understanding, that's it, so in the future, you should try to speak as leisurely as possible in front of the king, forget it, you still try not to get close to him, the current king even I dare not guarantee that after approaching him, I can still retreat with my whole body, maybe one day I will touch the dragon scales and be beheaded. ”

Father-in-law Zhang has seen too much impermanence of life and death recently, and he is sad in his heart, but he is trapped in this chaos and cannot protect himself.

In this deep palace, life belongs to the king, and life or death is just a word of the king.

"Godfather Hongfu is high, he will be fine. ”

"Hey, the world is impermanent—"

Jing Ge was treating a patient suffering from a skin disease, and a group of officers and soldiers marched in a neat manner, surrounded the medical hall, and drove away all the patients who were waiting in line for treatment.

Only one patient in front of Jing Ge remained.

The patient had been tormented by a stubborn disease for many years, and he had been queuing for several days, and finally waited for himself, and looked at the officers and soldiers unwillingly, but life was still more important, and he glanced at the doctor tremblingly.