As a divine doctor, if the patient has already been treated before coming to the consultation, it is obviously a distrust of him, no wonder Fang Shengshou is displeased.

"Presumptuous." Nangong Shan stood up and slapped Mo Fugui.

"What kind of god Mr. Fang is, can he compare to the group of quacks in the palace?"

Turning his head and saluting to Fang Sheng's hand: "Sir, don't be strange, the subordinate is not sensible, my condition, I hope Mr. will be concerned." ”

With a light snort in his mouth, Fang Shengshou was noncommittal.

"In my opinion, when the prince returned home, he should have killed the imperial doctor."

At this time, Li Feibai, who was standing behind Fang Shengshou, suddenly said this.

The eyes of everyone in the hall looked at Li Feibai together.

"Who are you? How dare you talk such nonsense? Mo Fugui scolded.

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, you are a distant relative of the divine doctor in Xiafang, your surname is Bai, and your name is Feili."

"In vain? That's an interesting name. Mo Fugui said with a smile.

"In vain!" Li Feibai repeated.

"Don't be rude." Nangong Mountain drank Mo Fugui.

Fang Shengshou panicked in his heart, he didn't know why his master came up at this time? But there must be a reason for him, and he can only cooperate with him to start acting.

"Fei Li, don't talk nonsense."

"Uncle, I don't have nonsense, the imperial doctor in the palace asked King Qi to eat more meat and tonics, it was simply asking for his life." Li Feibai said loudly, with a calm and confident look.

"Oh?" Nangong Mountain came to be interested.

He wiped his sweat, walked slowly to Li Feibai, stared at him for a moment, and then said, "So, do you know what disease I have?" ”

With these words, Fang Sheng's hands were completely confused.

He knew that Li Feibai knew what medical skills he knew, and if he provoked this King of Qi, it would be very disadvantageous to Li Feibai.

"Lord Wang, he is a country boy, how can he know any medical skills? Don't listen to his nonsense. Fang Sheng's hand blocked in front of Li Feibai.

"Uncle, as long as I ask a few words, I will know what kind of disease the prince has?" Li Feibai gently pushed away Fang Sheng's hand and glanced at him.

Fang Shengshou understood and didn't stop it anymore.

Nangong Mountain seemed to see the dawn in the dark, he slowly walked in front of Li Feibai's eyes, almost face to face, and asked, "You have to know, if you give me hope and can't cure me, what will be the consequences?" ”

His voice was extremely cold, and Fang Shengshou couldn't help but shudder when he heard it.

He had never seen Nangong Mountain like this.

Smiling slightly, Li Feibai was unmoved, he said leisurely: "I know!" ”

Retracting his cold gaze, Nangong Shan spoke: "You ask." ”

"Dare to ask the prince, do you often feel hungry and thirsty?"

"Yes, even if I eat more food and drink more tea, I will feel hungry and thirsty again in less than an hour." Nangong Shan dissipated the coldness on his face, and turned to a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"So Lord Wang, you have at least seven or eight meals a day, and you eat a lot of food, but the blame is that the more you eat, the thinner you get, yes or no?"

Mo Fugui smiled disdainfully and said, "Our prince's figure is here, of course you know that he is thin." ”

"Don't be rude." Nangong Shan scolded, and then solemnly hugged his fist at Li Feibai and said, "This gentleman, what you said is right, what kind of disease do I have?" ”

Li Feibai was not in a hurry, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, did not answer his words directly, and pretended to be mysterious: "Lord Wang, let me ask you again, do you usually like sweets and fatty things?" ”

Hearing him ask, Nangong Shan completely believed that the country boy in front of him had some ability.

He actually bowed deeply and said, "Sir is really a god, and even he knows this." Yes, this king is not sweet or happy, no fat is not happy, seven meals a day, indispensable sugar cake pig's feet, in the past, often with sugar cake instead of rice, accompanied by sugar water swallowing. ”

"That's it."

Sweet, almost everyone loves to eat it, but there are not many people who can eat it to the extent of Nangong Mountain.

Fang Shengshou listened in a fog on the side, indeed, diabetes is still unknown in this era.

The common people generally suffered from the war and could not eat enough, so how could they enjoy sugar cakes and sweet soup, let alone pork knuckle fat.

This disease is only the patent of the wealthy and nobles, and it is a disease of wealth.

"Sir, have you got a result?" Nangong Shan asked again.

Ignoring him, Li Feibai turned his head to Fang Shengshou and said, "Uncle, please bring a cup." ”

Nangong Shan and Mo Fugui glanced at each other, not knowing what the person in front of them wanted a cup, so they could only wait silently.

After a while, Fang Sheng took a cup in his hand and handed it to Li Feibai.

"Go, pee in there." Li Feibai said towards Nangong Mountain.

"What?" Nangong Shan glared at the big eyes: "You want this king, Xiao Xie is inside?" ”

"Presumptuous, how noble the King of Qi is, how can he be relieved in this public place, and his identity is humiliated!" Mo Fugui has a sense of superiority again.

Rolling his eyes, Li Feibai pushed the cup into Mo Fugui's arms, and said lightly: "Whether life is important or identity is important, the prince thinks about it himself." ”

Almost without any hesitation, Nangong Shan took the cup and said, "Mr. Fang, dare to ask where the thatched house is?" ”

"Get out of this door and turn right."

After the tea, Nangong Shan took the cup full of urine and walked out cautiously.

If it is sprinkled on his body, then how can he, the king of Qi, have face.

Mo Fugui naturally understood it very well, and he immediately stepped forward to catch the cup of urine.

"Sir, what's next?" Nangong Shan asked.

"Come with me."

Led everyone to the backyard of the medical hall, where some flowers and plants were planted, and naturally there were some rat ants.

"Pour the urine here." Li Feibai pointed to a clearing.

Mo Fugui couldn't wait to get rid of his hands quickly, he spilled urine on the open space, immediately threw away the cup in his hand, and wiped his clothes with his fingers unconsciously.

After the half-pillar incense, next to the urine, many ants gathered around, and they sucked greedily as if they had seen food.

"What's going on? I read a book that says that ordinary people's urine is sour, and ants can't eat it? Mo Fugui was curious.

"Because, the prince's urine contains sugar." Fang Shengshou immediately understood the key.

Clapping his hands, Li Feibai stood up and said towards Nangong Mountain: "Lord Wang, I have determined that you have diabetes. ”

"Diabetes? Why haven't I heard of it before? Nangong Shan blurted out.

"Since you said it all, it's a strange disease, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it." Li Feibai replied.

Fang Shengshou still had that worried look, he was as skilled as a god, and he had never heard of any diabetes.

"So how can I be cured?" Nangong Mountain doesn't care what kind of disease it is, the most important thing is to be cured.

"This disease can't be cured."

Hearing this, Nangong Shan's face turned cold again, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

Tossed for so long, was tricked by this kid?

Fang Sheng's hand was on the side, and he was in a cold sweat.

"I said ......"

Nangong Shan was about to have a seizure when he was interrupted by Li Feibai.

"The prince doesn't have to be angry, although this disease can't be cured, but there is a way to make you asymptomatic and live like an ordinary person."