Ouyang Sufeng glanced at Situ Qingqing and reminded her not to be arrogant, the villain has ambitions, the cold poison is not easy to remove, and she needs to do what she can.

"Huh...... Xingyan, you have to learn more from her, she is much more interesting than you. Long Zhongting chuckled softly.

If she wasn't that man's daughter, he wouldn't mind having more good women.

Hearing this, Ouyang Sufeng's expression was more cold, he didn't care about Situ Qingqing's popularity, but speculated on the meaning of the prince's words.

Every word of the prince had a deep meaning, and he had to ponder it again and again, and he also found that he was very unhappy with the prince's excessive attention, as if something extremely precious was coveted, and the other party would not treasure it, but only wanted to play with it.

"Fourth son, don't speak, I'll help you diagnose your pulse." Situ Qingqing was a little displeased, his words made people angry, diagnosing the pulse and prescribing prescriptions is the main job of a doctor, how can it be interesting.

Seeing her serious little appearance, Long Zhongting laughed unconsciously.

A girl who is only a few years old, do you think that with a serious look can make people forget that she is not yet in time? It's such a cute and cute little thing.

"The cold poison on your body has been reduced by more than half, and it can be completely eliminated by receiving a spider kiss again, but you still have many years of residual poison in your body, and you have to rely on medicine to slowly eliminate it, and at most half a year, you can be no different from ordinary people." She spoke slowly, her fingers still on her white wrists, as if she had something to say.

"And then?" Long Zhongting asked calmly.

Situ Qingqing's brows furrowed slightly, and he continued: "Do you know that frostbite is more difficult to treat than burns, just like walking barefoot on the snow, once your toes are frozen, you can only cut off your limbs to save your life, and your internal organs have been frozen in the cold for three years......

"Is it serious?" Long Zhongting looked at her with a smile, his eyes soft as water.

"Very serious."

"So how many years do I have to live?" Could it really be as the man said, that he will not be able to pass the twenty-five age mark, and his dream of becoming an emperor will eventually be disillusioned?

"Two years at most." She conservatively estimated that if she didn't recuperate properly and thought too much, she might only be halfway away.

Long Zhongting's smile became fainter and fainter, and his eyes slowly became dim. He is twenty-three years old this year, and sure enough, it is only two years.

Ouyang Sufeng took a step forward and asked, "Isn't there any other way to heal the fourth prince's internal injuries?" You can cure the poison of the cold ice palm, you should also know the treatment next to it, the fourth prince can't die, and the family business is still waiting for him to inherit. ”

The throne must not fall into the hands of the three princes, Xu Guifei's power is all over the government and the opposition, and her Chinese book has hundreds of protégés of her father, all of whom are in important positions.

Xu Guifei, who has been favored for more than ten years, is the biological mother of the third prince, and she is even above the queen in the limelight in the harem, because of the emperor's favor, sometimes she can still suppress the queen.

"You treat me as a fairy, dead flesh can give birth to new muscles, and old scars are eliminated and the texture is still tender, but can I take it back if my fingers are rotten? His internal organs have been damaged and cannot be restored, and the decayed internal organs will slowly fail and seep into the blood, unless ......"

"Unless what?" Ouyang Sufeng was more anxious than the person concerned.

"Unless my master is willing to help, then he can live a few more years. But after all, healing is not a resurrection, the body has been corrupted to the point of being out of control, and forcibly staying alive is just delaying time. ”

"Who is your master? Where to stay? I'll go and ask for it personally. "As the prince of Jingping, there should always be some face.

Situ Qingqing hurriedly covered his mouth, annoyed that he was quick for a while, shook his head again and again, and said vaguely: "I can't say it, otherwise I won't want to steal Master's treasure in the future, that person is stingy, and he loves to play petty, and he is more difficult to serve than my father when he smokes the wind." ”

"Your master is a god-defying divine doctor, Hua Wushuang?!" Long Zhongting nodded out what was in his heart without questioning.

She is the daughter of that person, and that person is good friends with Hua Wushuang, and once lived in Sanssouci Valley, he can't be wrong.

Her eyes widened in surprise: "How did you guess my master...... Yes! I didn't say it, I didn't say it, it was your own guess, you have to help explain it when he sticks a needle into me one day, don't drag me into the water, and repay the kindness of every bit. ”

"The Divine Doctor Against the Heavens is actually your master?!" Ouyang Sufeng was also surprised, no wonder she had such good medical skills at a young age.

If a person who knows a little about pharmacology has been instructed by a divine doctor for a year, her medical skills are by no means comparable to ordinary doctors, and she is fortunate to study medicine by the side of a divine doctor, can she still overwhelm the group of doctors?

In order to live, at this moment, Long Zhongting had the idea of taking Situ Qingqing for himself, he wanted to include her in the palace and become his exclusive medical woman, specializing in conditioning his body...... As soon as he thought of this, his face was calm and his heart was already surging.

"But I heard that the tears of the phoenix have the effect of dispelling all kinds of poisons and bringing the dead back to life, as long as people still have a breath, they can be saved, take off mortal bones, and rebuild a new body......"

Situ Qingqing didn't know why she blurted out the phoenix inexplicably, she didn't even know what the phoenix was before this, but a delicate voice in her head told her so.

After menarche, the burning sensation behind her disappeared, and when she heard her father muttering to herself, she always felt that there was a living creature attached to her back, and it was perched on her left shoulder, as if it was sleeping to recuperate.

And I don't know if it's her delusion, the blood marten she took down the mountain has always liked to wrap its tail around her head, but since the day of the "broken egg", it seems to be afraid to only dare to drill into her right shoulder, never stand on the left shoulder again, sometimes squeak as if talking to something.

The mink is spiritual, can recognize life, and can see things that are invisible to the human eye, which makes her feel that she is not a person, and that something seems to be growing in her body.

"Phoenix's tears?" Long Zhongting muttered slightly distractedly.

Take off the mortal bones and rebuild a new body...... Take off the mortal bones and rebuild a new body...... If he could create a new body, would he be immortal?

Immortality is the ultimate desire of every emperor.

"Qing'er, where did you hear the rumors, how can there be a phoenix in the world, like Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu, it only exists in ancient legends, don't sensationalize people with rumors." Ouyang Sufeng deliberately did not mention the dragon, the real dragon is only the Son of Heaven.

"Xingyan, you're in too much of a hurry, it's just a legend of a phoenix, will anyone take it seriously?" Long Zhongting smiled slightly on the surface, as if he was talking about it, but he was thinking about it in his heart.

There really is a phoenix! Situ Qingqing's mind was conjuring up the scene of the phoenix dancing for nine days, and the colorful phoenix tail swept across the sky, outlining a painting of Luan Feng and Mingzhi......

She was amazed at the sudden sight, something she had never seen before.

But her mouth couldn't make a sound, and then the image changed, and a chick ...... No, a gray-white young bird the size of a hen suddenly pecked at her, and the round bean eyes blinked curiously, like a newborn chick recognizing her relatives, and somehow she felt a slight squeeze on her back again. Itchy, like a paw scratching.

"Fourth son, I'm really anxious, I'm worried that you won't seek medical treatment, and you believe in some ancient divine beast."

There are still people in this world who can practice medicine against the sky and snatch people from the hands of Hades, and they should not be willing to go far.

Long Zhongting chuckled lowly, sat on the bamboo couch with the hand of the waiter, and said lightly: "There is always a chance, it's not hopeless, Sanssouci Valley is still there." ”

The implication of his words is that Sanssouci Valley is Hua Wushuang, Hua Wushuang is Sanssouci Valley, and if he can run a monk can't run the temple, he has two years to force Hua Wushuang to heal him, as for whether Hua Wushuang's apprentice is enough or not, he will soon know the answer.

Situ Qingqing, who has never seen the real ugliness, doesn't know that she is already in the calculation of the prince, no matter how noble her status is, how noble she is, she can't be open-minded when she encounters the threshold of life and death, and in order to survive, all despicable means will be used.

"Miss Situ, you and I have known each other for a long time, will you ask for me to respect the master?" Long Zhongting's eyes were like stars, shining with a dazzling brilliance.

Situ Qingqing was stunned, and thought: Why should I help you intercede, you pay the money to ask me to help you get rid of the poison, we are at best a doctor-patient relationship, not a friendship, if it is Ouyang Sufeng, she will consider it.

Situ Qingqing said: "My master has never been sympathetic, nor does he reason with others, if I say a few more words that I don't like, he will stuff poison into my mouth without saying a word, and let me go to the medicine garden to find herbs to detoxify." ”

There are probably only three sentences that can control the master without leaving the ghost and god, and the master is most afraid of scoundrels.

"That's how he treated you?" Ouyang Sufeng's eyes were cold, and he grabbed her thin wrist and looked at her carefully, seeing if she showed signs of poisoning.