"Along the way, I am all by the side of Nanjiang, not an inch...", there was a voice at the door of the side hall: "Your Majesty, the national doctor is already waiting in the main hall." ”

"Come in. ”

"Yes. ”

Wuxiang introduced the Chinese doctor who was dressed in plain clothes, had gray hair, and was already in the age of ear shun, into the side hall.

When the red-faced and white-haired Chinese doctor saw Xi Ge, he bowed his head and said, "Old minister, meet your lord!"

"Let's see what's wrong with her. ”

The traditional Chinese medicine went to the bed, knelt down on his knees and gently pulled Nanjiang's hand, turned it slowly, and put his index finger and middle finger together, only to see a small ball of white light on his fingertips, which set up a pulse for Nanjiang.

After calling for a while, the Chinese medicine raised his left hand and stroked the white long beard: "The pulse is stable and powerful." As he spoke, he gently put Nanjiang's hand back to his side.

He gently lifted Nanjiang's eyelids and looked at it, everything was stable and normal, and there was no sign of illness, so he got up and said respectfully to Xuan Ge: "Your Majesty, this person is not sick, and he is very healthy!"

Xi Ge was very skeptical of the diagnosis of the Chinese doctor, and looked at this Xuanling young Chinese doctor who must also be 200 million years old.

It is said that the Chinese doctor in this Xuanling stage should have superb medical skills.

Why did you conclude that southern Xinjiang is very healthy?

If the southern Xinjiang is unharmed, how can he be insane? Could it be that this holy hand has only grown in age, and his medical skills have not improved?

"Are you right?"

Seeing that Xi Ge's expression was slightly serious, the national doctor suddenly felt like a thorn in his back: "The minister is panicked, I don't know what symptoms she has?"

"She was fine before today, and when she woke up, she didn't know anyone, anything, even...", Xue Ge paused: "Even... Words and deeds are also different from ordinary people. ”

If it weren't for the fact that the Chinese medicine could correctly prescribe the right medicine, Xi Ge really didn't want to tell others about the stupidity of southern Xinjiang.

The Chinese doctor stroked a handful of white beards, and looked thoughtfully at Nanjiang on the couch, "When you wake up, you will judge that if you are two people, the transformation is fast and the pulse is unharmed, this..."

Min Xuan glanced at the slow and logical appearance of the Chinese doctor, and became a little anxious, took over the words, and said in a low voice: "What is this?

The national doctor was so shocked that he instinctively shrank to the side, seeing that the king and His Royal Highness were very concerned about the woman on the couch, thinking that the woman must be a delicate and noble master.

After thinking about it, it is better not to mention the word 'stupid' when discussing the cause, for fear of attracting the wrath of the king and His Royal Highness.

"Your Majesty, all kinds of diseases come from the mouth, I don't know what she ate before she rested?"

If you talk about the food you ate before you stopped in southern Xinjiang, the only thing you have eaten is green fruit.

Wu Yanli glanced at the Chinese doctor, and pretended to be calm and took the initiative to say: "Green fruits, I ate a lot of green fruits in Southern Xinjiang before resting, and I and the monarch also ate them." ”

Yan Ge glanced at Yan Li, yes! Yan Li and herself both ate the green fruits on the same tree at that time.

Now Yan Li and herself do not feel uncomfortable, and Xi Ge thinks that it will not be caused by green fruits.

The Chinese doctor stroked his white beard again, but he was struggling in his heart whether to talk about his doubts.

As a holy hand, it is my duty to save lives and help the wounded, and if I don't consult clearly because I am afraid of being punished, will I not become a quack?

After thinking about it left and right, I decided not to dishonor my reputation as a holy hand.

"Green fruit is non-toxic, what Lao Chen is worried about is whether she accidentally ...... when cultivating mystical arts" looked at the expressions of Xuan Ge and Min Xuan, and continued: "If you are careless in cultivating occult arts, and become stupid, no matter how skilled the old minister is, I am afraid that it will be useless." ”

The Chinese doctor bumped into the guts, risked being punished, and expressed the doubts in his heart, which also made Wu Yanli suddenly brightened, and her heart was very comfortable, and she finally worried about the incident in the east window.

Having said that, how can the dead soul be easily diagnosed, and the Chinese medicine can only recommend the stupidity from other aspects.

From this, it was inferred that Southern Xinjiang was careless in cultivating occult arts, which led to madness, which was no better for Yan Li.

The words of the national doctor made Min Xuan's heart tighten suddenly, and it was not unheard of in the case of accidentally making people crazy by cultivating occult arts.

However, Xi Ge categorically didn't believe it, and he wouldn't believe half a word.

He knows the temperament of Southern Xinjiang best, has no ambition for anything, and is not a competitive person.

Such an uncontentious disposition is determined not to take risks in order to achieve the goal.

Xi Ge, who already had a bit of anger on his face, glanced at the national doctor: "Get out!"

"Yes! The old minister is incompetent!", as he spoke, he bowed to Xuan Ge and Min Xuan, and hurriedly packed up his clothes and exited the side hall.

Wu Yanli on the side pretended to be sad and approached the bed, and said regretfully: "I really didn't expect that Southern Xinjiang would become like this because of careless cultivation, it's really heart-wrenching." ”

Lu Ge's expression sank, and he said unhappily: "You also believe in the words of the national doctor? The national doctor is called the Holy Hand, but he can't even diagnose the cause of the Southern Xinjiang, isn't it that the Holy Hand is incompetent?"

"In addition to cultivating occult arts, Yan Li really can't think of anything else that can be related to the sudden change in southern Xinjiang, could it be that the king thinks that he has eaten green fruits?

"Southern Xinjiang has a pure temperament, and his ordinary cultivation is only meditation and pranayama, and he never cares about the level of his occult arts. ”

"Your Majesty, that's just when you're there, what about when you're not there?" Wu Yanli's ability to reverse right and wrong is really not to be underestimated.

When Xuan Ge was about to open his mouth to refute Yan Li, Min Xuan on the side answered: "Nan'er is not that kind of person, as far as the entire Hongmeng is concerned, she is not subordinate to the courtiers of any country, and it is really unnecessary for her to practice occult arts." ”

"Besides, Nan'er's occult arts are enough to protect herself, and she will definitely not ignore the danger of her own stupidity because of her improved mystical arts. ”

Wu Yanli's whole nerves tensed up in an instant, lest the persecution of southern Xinjiang be pushed out by Min Xuan and Xi Ge.

Although Xi Ge and Min Xuan both like southern Xinjiang and have a grudge against each other, it seems that the two have a rather rare tacit understanding at the moment.

They don't believe that Nanjiang has become crazy because of the cultivation of occult arts, and this matter must not be so simple.

Yu Ge brushed his sleeves and sat on the edge of the couch, gently shook Nanjiang's hand, and said gloomily: "Nanjiang, give me some time, I will definitely find a way to heal you." ”

"You've already cast a mystic spell on Nan'er, which can be regarded as making her stable for the time being. Min Xuan said.

"I'm not going to let her suffer this for too long. ”

"I won't either!" Min Xuan said secretly, and then said, "I'll go back to Xuanchen Palace first." ”

Wu Yanli originally wanted to go out with Min Xuan, but it can be seen that Xi Ge's face was full of sadness because she was worried about southern Xinjiang, and her jealousy rekindled a little in her heart, and she secretly hated herself: "You are crazy, and the king is still revolving around you, so what? I will take pity on you as the king." ”

Xi Ge glanced at Yan Li, who was still in the side hall: "You can also step down!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, don't worry too much, Southern Xinjiang will be fine. After that, he glanced at the song that didn't want to speak, and turned around and walked out of the side hall.