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Fang Fan didn't dare to say whether his decision was correct or not, but at least it was the result of his careful consideration.

The look of the head of the imperial infirmary had changed from his previous horror to wooden.

The room across the wall from them was brightly lit and the atmosphere was solemn—and the atmosphere was even better than anything else.

"Lord Fang was able to inform Xia Guan of this, not only saved Xia Guan's life, but also saved dozens of lives in the imperial infirmary and even the palace, I, Zheng Hai, thanked Lord Fang on their behalf!"

"Lord Steward, now is not the time to say thank you," Fang Fan said, "Now that I have told you the truth, it is impossible to move you again, but if the emperor wakes up and finds that you are not dead, neither of you nor I will be able to live." ”

Zheng Hai lowered his voice and said unhurriedly: "Lord Fang only cares about arranging to receive His Royal Highness the Prince, and the rest will be handled by the lower officials, and it will be foolproof." ”

"Your Excellency, you have a plan?"

Zheng Hai just nodded, but did not say what the plan was.

Fang Fan didn't ask, the two of them actually knew it.

As soon as Zheng Hai entered the emperor's dormitory, one of his imperial doctors hurriedly greeted him.

This person was about to whisper to him, but was stopped by Zheng Haijiao.

"Has the emperor ever woken up?" he asked with a frown.

The imperial doctor shook his head: "My lord, the emperor is afraid—"

"Hugh is talking nonsense, there are so many people here. Zheng Hai scolded.

However, after Zheng Hai's voice, almost all the palace maids and eunuchs in the room understood that the emperor's situation was extremely unoptimistic.

"Everyone present, except for the personnel of the imperial infirmary, all went out. Zheng Hai ordered after checking the emperor's pulse.

"But Lord Fang said that it was the emperor who made us-"

"Lord Fang doesn't know the emperor's situation, and you want to hinder this official from saving the emperor's life!" Zheng Hai said angrily.

The eunuch was frightened, and he had heard from the imperial doctors that the emperor was afraid that he would not be able to do it.

If the Emperor hadn't borne it, how could he afford to take the blame—not only him, but not a single person in this room was willing to show his loyalty with his life at this moment.

After all the palace maids and eunuchs left in one go, Zheng Hai checked the emperor's pulse with a sad face.

After a moment, he shook his head and asked his subordinates, "What do you think?" ”

"The emperor's situation...... Some ......"

"Tell the truth. ”

"The emperor's situation is very serious, I'm afraid he won't live for more than two days. ”

Zheng Hai looked at the others, and it seemed that his subordinates had reached a consensus on the emperor's condition before he came in.

None of the others objected.

"As long as the emperor still has a breath, we must do our best as imperial doctors, and we can't talk about the big things, understand?"

"The lower official is guilty. All the Imperial Physicians knelt down in unison.

Zheng Hai closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The imperial doctors thought that they had made him angry, and they all buried their heads and didn't dare to speak.

"Is there any leftover from the previous medicine?"

"There's another pot, but it's ......"

This person originally wanted to say, 'That medicine has no effect on the emperor', but remembering the reproach just now, he didn't continue to say it, and went directly to get it.

Zheng Hai took the bowl, and the medicine was still warm.

But he didn't feed it to the emperor immediately, but served it for a moment and then handed it back to the imperial doctor.

"You come to give medicine to the emperor. ”

This was a great honor, and the Imperial Physician naturally couldn't ask for it—he didn't know that it would even kill him.

On the other side.

After Fang Fan returned to the Guards Division, he arranged the rest of the work properly.

"My lord, forgive the little unknown, now that the emperor is sick and sick, he needs someone around him, why does the lord have to pick up His Royal Highness the prince in person, and he can completely let the sorcerer bring him back. ”

"This is what the emperor meant, I have to go in person," Fang Fan asked him after packing up the book, "Have you counted the missing people in the Guards Division?"

"Only the Imperial Saber Officer, Master Peng, has not yet been found. ”

Fang Fan nodded thoughtfully: "I'll set off today, and you will take Lu Wu's body to the imperial infirmary after that, and let Lord Zheng help preserve it—and no matter what happens after I leave, I have to act according to my arrangement." ”

"Yes!"

When he heard that it was the people of the Guards Division who found the prince, although Fang Fan had already doubted it, he was finally determined.

And now Fang Fan already has a definite answer - he knows that Shan Peng was promoted by the prince himself, and it makes sense to make a private decision to find the prince. But because of this incident, Fang Fan couldn't help but feel a little wary and suspicious of it—especially the obvious knife wound on Lu Wu's body.

It wasn't long before a word came from outside that the Retreat was already waiting outside the house.

Fang Fan was not in a hurry, but was thinking about something.

"My lord, the Retreat has arrived. The guard next to him reminded.

Fang Fan raised his head and called the guard to his side: "I have a decree from the emperor here, it is a secret order, the day after I leave, you will arrange for the execution, remember-"

A moment later, Fang Fan walked out of the room and fled with the Retreater.

And less than two hours after he left, there was bad news from the imperial infirmary—the emperor had died.