"I've never heard Meng Aiqing say that you know medical skills." Emperor Zhangwu didn't immediately trust Meng Tingwan's words.

It doesn't matter, Meng Tinghui is talking plausible nonsense.

"The mother of the courtiers was a medical woman before her death, and the courtiers were exposed to it since she was a child, and she also learned some medical skills, but her mother thought that it was hard to study medicine, and she did not approve of the courtiers studying medicine, therefore, the courtiers only knew a little bit about one or two, and recognized the names of some acupuncture points and herbs, and later inadvertently saved an old man who had no food to eat and was injured in the Daxiangguo Temple, but he did not expect that the old man was a hermit master, and insisted on teaching a body of skills to the courtiers, and also sent the courtiers some notes on practicing medicine, so the courtiers' medical skills have improved."

"However, the master said that his medical master is from the ancestor, so that I don't have to use it as a last resort, otherwise, it may invite disasters, and I have to consider it at my own discretion, the courtiers have always obeyed the master's orders, but saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the marquis is terminally ill, and the courtiers are willing to bear the disaster, and they don't want to bury the skills they have learned."

Not really!

Saying that, Meng Tingwan silently recited in his heart, fake fake, all fake.

So, what kind of calamity or anything like that, it doesn't count, God, don't listen to me.

However, what she said is true or false, it can really be checked or not, and the fake cannot be found even more, and there are no flaws.

The original body did save an old man, but it was an ordinary old man, and the emperor couldn't find out anyway.

It's not impossible to really check her medical notes, she directly took out her grandfather's notes hidden in the cabinet from the space, someone can read it, count her as losing.

Emperor Zhangwu didn't know if he believed Meng Tingwan's words, anyway, he didn't ask again.

He asked Meng Tingwan to heal the prince with all his heart: "Since this is the case, you will heal the prince with all your heart, and if the prince's health improves, I will be rewarded." ”

Meng Tingwan responded respectfully: "Yes." ”

In fact, inside.

[Hey, hey, Your Majesty, don't worry, the prince's body must be saved, but whether you are saved or not, it's hard to say. 】

[Even if the prince doesn't have me, he will live longer than you! ] 】

Emperor Zhangwu: "?? ”

Hear it again?

Emperor Zhangwu's face sank slightly.

Could it be that he can only know the information in her heart about her body and the number of lives of Da Wei?

This is not for the sake of the Great Wei Kingdom.

Emperor Zhangwu didn't understand why this was the case.

He decided that he would definitely invite Master Huikong of Xiangguo Temple to visit the palace another day and ask what was going on.

But the most important thing at the moment, why did Meng Tingwan say that?

And how did she know about those things?

Meng Tingwan had already finished reporting on Lu Jianghuai and the prince's body.

In fact, she wanted to diagnose the emperor's pulse.

By the way, let him know that his body is really empty, and if he doesn't take care of it well, he can go straight to it!

But what does this mean?

Meng Tingwan was thinking crankily in his heart.

[Could it be said, Your Majesty, I see that your complexion is not very good, can you allow me to diagnose your pulse? 】

[But come on, so to speak, the emperor probably suspects me of bad intentions, who is a good person suddenly tells you that I don't think you can do it, isn't this pure and looking for a fight, not to mention that this is still the emperor, not an ordinary person! ] 】

[Hey, it's also very difficult, and I don't know why the people in the Tai Hospital can't diagnose any problems with the emperor, it's like this! ] However, even if the diagnosis is confirmed, no one will be willing to tell the emperor, isn't this pure and pure words of the Nine Clans? 】

Emperor Zhangwu: "......"

Sure enough, he heard such broken thoughts again.

Confirmed.

It was about his own physical condition and the future of Great Wei, so that he could know what Meng Tingwan was thinking in his heart.

Is this a sign of something?

After all, Master Huikong once said that he was destined to return.

Therefore, in his later years, in order to make the Great Wei Guozuo more prosperous, he can hear such a voice.

Meng Tingwan was still thinking about it.

[Unlike me, I dare to say that I just want the emperor to live longer, if he is here, Dawei will not be so quick to spoil Xiao Junyi, I don't want me to live enough, just Wei II, the country, don't you take the road of Daqin? 】

Emperor Zhangwu: "......"

He restrained himself a little so that he didn't get angry on the spot!

However, this lady of the Dingguo Marquis Mansion actually thinks so!

Although his words and deeds are a little incomprehensible, he is so loyal?

This is like Meng Xiuyuan's daughter.

Emperor Zhangwu knew that Meng Xiuyuan's father and son were loyal ministers, but after all, they had a joint relationship with the Marquis of Dingguo, although he wanted to reuse the father and son of the Meng family, but he was also worried that after reusing them, he would give the Marquis Mansion more help.

Thinking about it this way, Emperor Zhangwu had already made many decisions in his heart.

He said to Meng Tingwan: "Since your medical skills are so skillful, how about you diagnose my pulse?" ”

Meng Tingwan, who was racking his brains and thinking about how to speak: "!! ”

And such a good thing!

It's really worthy of you being the founding emperor, when you see a good doctor, you will really ask her to diagnose your pulse!

If you don't live long, who lives long!

Emperor Zhangwu: "......"

You're excited.

Although she was excited in her heart, Meng Tingwan was still very respectful on the surface: "The courtiers obey the order." ”

Liu Neng, the great eunuch standing next to him, looked at Emperor Zhangwu in surprise.

Your Majesty is really surprised, his body has a doctor to check the pulse every day, how can he be willing to let a courtier's wife come to diagnose and treat now.

That's not a good thing.

The emperor's physical condition should not be known to the courtiers.

In particular, the courtier is still a courtier whom he fears.

Liu Neng has been by Emperor Zhangwu's side for thirty years, and he still doesn't dare to say that he can figure out his thoughts, especially at this moment.

But Liu Neng appreciated Meng Tingwan a little more.

Meng Tingwan concentrated on diagnosing the pulse of Emperor Zhangwu.

When looking at the complexion and eyes, Meng Tingwan felt that the emperor's body was not very good.

As a result, as soon as she checked the pulse, she felt even worse!

[When I look at my face, I feel that you still have two years to live, and now I think you may not be able to live next year, at this time, if you are infected with wind and cold, it is really fatal all the time! 】

[Hey, it's worthy of being an emperor, I must always be angry on weekdays, and I don't know if I'm angry with Xiao Junyi, anyway, if it were me, I would definitely be angry to death. 】

Emperor Zhangwu: "......"

His face sank.

After the second half of this year, I did feel that the fatigue of my body was heavier.

However, every time the imperial doctor checked the pulse, he said that it was because he was working state affairs.

There is no way around this, he is the emperor, who will work if he doesn't work?

But the doctor always said that it would be good to eat some ginseng.

"How, my body?"

Although he heard Meng Tingwan's voice, Emperor Zhangwu still had to ask.

Meng Tingwan hesitated: "Your Majesty was injured when he was young?" ”

Emperor Zhangwu was surprised: "See? ”

Meng Tingwan nodded: "Your Majesty should have many pains on his body, especially in the past two years, and he can't sleep at night, which is partly due to old injuries." ”

"That's right." Emperor Zhangwu said: "This is an old disease, and there is no way to treat it in the Tai Hospital, since you can see it, do you have a way to cure it?" ”

In fact, the hospital also has a way, when he was younger, he said that he could use painkillers, but that might be addictive.

He is the emperor, and he must not be addicted to anything, so he doesn't need to, and he stubbornly survives.

When he was young, he fought the world, and there were few good places on the general's body, and he was certainly no exception.

Meng Tingwan probably knew the characteristics of painkillers in this era.

[I didn't use painkillers, I was a little impressed. 】

[But fortunately, it's useless, otherwise, I shouldn't be alive now.] 】

Emperor Zhangwu: "......"

Don't be angry, don't be angry!

If you kill her, no one will be able to heal me, and you won't know the national glory of Great Wei!

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Wanwan: My head seems to be on the verge of danger