The prince must die, Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was extremely cold:

"Little Wang Dao Chief, what do you mean?"

Wang Huai showed an unfathomable smile and said:

"Crossing the sea has to hide from the sky, not to mention that there is a sky outside the sky, I can only say this, and Your Majesty will naturally understand afterwards.

"If you don't agree, then ask someone to come and treat.

As soon as the time is over, Your Majesty will punish me. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang looked around, and the imperial doctor was like a ripe rice grain, and he lowered his head.

This is suspected of threatening the Son of Heaven, and Wang Huai is also gambling, gambling that he will die and be born.

Zhu Yuanzhang fell into deep thought.

Hiding from the world?

Is there a sky outside the sky?

Could it be that he is hinting at the heavenly opportunity?

If it was an ordinary person who said this kind of mysterious and mysterious words, he would have been given a literary prison a long time ago, and he would have been pushed down and cut down.

But Wang Huai is different, he has the experience of curing King Yan, and he has the foresight to say what he must say.

Zhu Yuanzhang now, can he have any other choice?

Turning his head to look at Zhu Biao, Zhu Yuanzhang held his palm and said softly:

"Biao'er, we won't let you die."

"Even if you die, we will bring you back to life."

"You also have to inherit the country and create a prosperous world."

Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing Zhu Biao.

I don't know if I am comforting Zhu Biao or comforting myself.

Even if Wang Huai said that there was a way to bring Zhu back to life, it was still unknown whether he could succeed.

Watching a loved one pass away, especially a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, this taste is to put the heart in a pot and fry it without oil.

"Grandpa Huang......." Zhu Yunwen wanted to say something more.

"Do as Zhang Xiaodao said!"

"Don't you want to see Biao'er come back to life?"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't look back, and his voice was cold.

He had never lost such a temper with the emperor.

Zhu Yunwen was frightened, tears were rolling in his eyes, and the anger in his eyes was even worse when he looked at Wang Huai.

What kind of ecstasy soup did this person pour into the wise and martial imperial grandfather?

What a resurrection, it's ridiculous!

Later, my father will not survive, and I must advise Wang Huai to deal with him!

If he really comes back to life, he can't be left behind.

Over time.

The blood on Zhu Biao's face gradually faded, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

Zhu Yuanzhang held his hand, but he couldn't hold the coldness.

There was a dead silence in the cell.

Feeling Zhu Yuanzhang's sadness and sorrow, it seems that a few breaths have passed, and it seems that a few years have passed.

Imperial Doctor Li sighed heavily and said in a lamented voice:

"Your Majesty, the crown prince is breathless, and his heart is stopping.... It's already a funeral... Hongwu twenty-five years of April propy. ”

"Moreover, the heart has been completely broken."

He has practiced medicine for many years and can understand Zhu Yuanzhang's feelings.

But as a healer, he also knows that when a person is dead and his heart is broken, it is a real oil run out, and no one in the world can return to heaven with strength.

"Your Majesty's condolences!"

"Your Majesty's condolences!"

The imperial physicians knelt neatly.

Zhu Yunwen couldn't help crying loudly.

Only Zhu Yuanzhang could not accept this fact, and looked at Wang Huai gloomily.

"The hour has come!"

"Your Majesty, get out of the way!"

At the moment when Zhu Biao's breath completely disappeared, Wang Huai helped him to sit up.

Then sit down cross-legged, put your right hand on the top of his head, put your palm on the Tianling acupoint, hold the sole of his right foot with your left hand, and stick your palm to the Yongquan acupoint.

Respectively into the two true qi of one hot and one cold, along the eight veins of the strange meridians, twelve meridians run around the body.

and he spread out to the limbs and the remains—and cast out the net.

He absorbed the cold and hot toxins in his body, as well as the opposite true qi of rigidity and softness respectively, and collected them into his palm.

Finally, release the essence and spirit that were hidden in Zhu Biaojiang Palace before, and then attract the innate true qi to continue to connect the heart veins, and regenerate the broken meridians.

At first, it was the strange cold of his own spring, and the heavenly spirit was hot, and then the meridians below the heavenly spirit were extremely hot, and he felt a cold.

Yongquan acupoint is the opposite, cold and hot, Zhu Biao's meridians begin to be reborn, like a long snake molting.

As time passed, the moonlight shining into the prison was replaced by sunlight.

Wang Huai's head was covered with white mist, and his body was hot and cold......

Only then did Zhu Biao's disconnected heart vein be connected accurately.

"Hoo ....."

Wang Huai, who couldn't hold on, let out a long breath.

Gently put down the Zhu Biao.

I saw that the emperor was not sleeping, and no one present dared to leave.

It's like staring at the skewers on the barbecue, looking at Zhu Biao's body in unison.

It seems that after a string of strokes, I can go home and sleep.

"Is this okay?"

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his voice and said, grabbed the shoulders of the medical doctor again, and couldn't wait to say:

"Tell us what's going on?"

"Are you alive? Is the standard back? ”

The doctor was already old, and he was shaken, and he couldn't resist it a little and said:

"Your Majesty, rest easy, the old minister's bones are about to fall apart."

But his tone was not complaining, in disbelief, there was still a little expectation.

It is a legendary thing that the dead are alive, and he has lived a long time and has never seen it.

After being let go, he walked straight to Zhu Biao.

first cautiously opened Zhu Biao's eyelids, and then tried to snort.

Surprise welled up on Imperial Doctor Li's face.

He was still a little incredulous.

and didn't believe in evil as if he took Zhu Biao's vein.

After closing his eyes and feeling it carefully, Imperial Doctor Li almost broke his beard.

"It's... This, this..."

"How is that possible?"

"It's weird......"

The doctor thought in fragments, with a look of doubt on his face.

After decades of practicing medicine, he now feels like he's hell.

"What the hell, you can make it clear to us!"

Zhu Yuanzhang has never been in a hurry at the moment.

Now the liver is booming, but the doctor is still chattering.

Hearing the reprimand, the doctor relented, stood up and said in disbelief:

"Back to Your Majesty, the prince has already died before...... But now...."

The MD was afraid that he would be mistaken.

He put his hand on Zhu Biao's vein again, and pressed his heart again, before concluding:

"Although the prince is weak now, his heart veins are miraculously reconnected, and the meridians are regenerated - dead wood is spring, and it is full of vitality!"

"A derivation?" Zhu Yuanzhang was so excited that his face trembled, and he didn't choose to speak, "Bragging was struck by lightning? ”

Wang Huai couldn't hold back his laughter, the words that were struck by lightning were written by himself on the banner, and Zhu Yuanzhang remembered it.

Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that he had heard it wrong, or that the doctor of medicine had not taken the pulse, so he personally stepped forward and touched Zhu Biao's carotid artery.

The doctor was shocked and helpless, and said with a wry smile:

"This unheard of thing, the old minister doesn't dare to believe it.

"But the prince is back, he is not dead! It's only a matter of time before you wake up.

"I don't even need to recuperate, because the essence of the prince is stronger than before.

The legend still exists, and the little king is a legend! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang looked up at the smallpox in the edict and let out a long sigh.

I was sure that my son was alive.

It was as if he had been given a new lease of life on his own.

"Biao'er is alive."

"Biao'er.... Lived. ”

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang dare to touch Zhu Biao's face with his hand.

Carefully feel the gradual warmth of the skin, although faint but unstoppable breathing.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is alive...... But the trouble hasn't been cured yet......"