Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

Chapter 36

Tai'a hall, side study room.

Jing Cheng leaned forward slightly, holding a memorial, hiding his panting, mainly because he was too nervous.

Xu Maowenhua and Xu Maowenhua knelt down and looked at each other.

Xu Maoxian said: "Is Your Majesty's Eucharist in good condition, please allow me to feel the pulse."

Jing Cheng straightened his tone: "Nothing."

Wen Hua felt that something was wrong, and added: "Your Majesty, the extraordinary method is extremely vicious. You have used it several times, and there is a possibility of backlash at any time. Let the veterans take a look."

"No need." Jing Sheng declined patiently.

"Your Majesty still..."

The memorial was thrown on the dragon case, and with a "snap", Jing Cheng glanced at Wen Hua, and it was written all over his face that you talk too much.

Xu Maowenhua and the two shrank back and stopped asking.

Jing Cheng looked serious, coughed lightly, and asked Xu Mao: "I checked his pulse earlier and kept taking medicine, how is his health now?"

Xu Mao's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, he often walked by the river. Risks come whenever they come. He was cautious: "There was a problem with Mu Shijun's medicine to condition his body, and he changed his prescription after taking his pulse a month ago."

Jing Cheng thought of that night a few months ago, and felt a pain in his heart, he really deserved to die.

Turning to Wen Hua, Jing Sheng said, "Doctor Wen has seen it before."

Wenhua is the current steward of the imperial hospital, and he has more or less been involved in the medicines used by the imperial doctors.

Wenhua said bluntly: "Mu Shijun is weak, so he should make up for it, but the original prescription is too much, and Mu Shijun is not active, and stasis in the body makes his health worse. Later, the prescription was changed. I just went to a few powerful tonic medicines, but it’s just an ordinary prescription for nourishing the body, it won’t cure bad people but it’s useless.”

Just as he said, don't let him die.

Jing Cheng slammed his eyes shut, and slapped his palm on the table with a shocking sound. Doctor Xu knelt down on the ground, his hands trembling.

He hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, in recent days, I saw that Mu Shijun's face is ruddy, and he has enough nourishment, so he specially changed the prescription. Taking it on time will surely dissolve the accumulation in the body. You can slowly get healthy."

Jing Cheng leaned forward and stared at Xu Mao: "Have you changed the prescription?"

Xu Mao: "Yes."

At this time, Wenhua also tasted something, and said truthfully: "Mu Shijun has already served the first pair yesterday."

"Okay, okay." Jing Cheng slightly loosened his hand and reconfirmed, "Does this mean that his illness can be completely cured?"

As soon as the disease was discussed, Wen Hua became active, "Mu Shijun's frailty and many diseases are caused by congenital deficiencies. Congenital deficiencies are not diseases at all, but because of frailty, they are easily affected by various diseases."

Jing Sheng: "Let's get to the point."

Wen Hua: "It's not going to get better at all."

Jing Sheng wanted to kill someone.

Wen Hua went on to say: "Congenital diseases are difficult to cure even if Hua Tuo is reborn, but Mu Shijun's congenital frailty and diseases are all acquired, so it is just a system to dissolve the stasis and strengthen the body. They are weaker than ordinary people, and as long as they are properly maintained, symptoms such as coughing and night sweating, being prone to fever and cold, and being prone to diseases will subside."

Jing Cheng asked: "There is really no cure for being weak."

Wenhua confirmed: "I can't."

Wenhua is obsessed with medical skills, and he is a legend of a genius doctor. It was a coincidence that he entered the East Palace.

Wenhua also thought of an old man who was fifteen or sixteen years old. He came to the East Palace to seek medical treatment. He was also congenitally deficient, but he was still congenitally sick. It was much more serious than the current child. If he didn't get treatment, he would definitely die within a year.

Come to think of it, these two people are from the same family, and they are very similar.

"It's not you who came for diagnosis and treatment, but you know it very well." Jing Cheng said.

Wen Hua smiled and said nothing.This palace is too boring, as long as he is sick, he has to study thoroughly, otherwise he will not be able to live.

Fortunately, the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital have a good relationship with him, and they often ask him for medical advice, and naturally they will tell him everything about the situation when they go to see a doctor.

"I only need his body to be safe, understand?" Jing Cheng said in a deep voice.

"No." The two said in unison.

Then Jing Sheng said: "Physician Wen is mainly in charge, and Xu Mao is assisted."

"promise."

Xu Mao's heartbeat hadn't slowed down, and his head was covered with cold sweat. He suspected that if he hadn't changed the prescription, he would have been held accountable by now.

He looked at Wenhua, who was surrounded by the old god, and felt helpless. If he was really blamed, he would never be able to say that it was His Majesty's intention.

This little servant Mu is indeed deeply favored.

Looking at this posture, no one in Jingwang Palace can match it.

Sure enough, a companion is like a tiger. Seeing what His Majesty asked him to assist, Xu Mao knew that he had to be more careful in the future. He had no doubt that if anything went wrong with this Mu Shijun, let alone Wenhua, he would definitely die.

"Doctor Wen will go to Lenggong tomorrow to diagnose his pulse."

"Lenggong?" Wen Hua was startled.

Jing Cheng was helpless, "Go down."

The two of them exited the Tai'an Hall, their heads were full of confusion, His Majesty's appearance of being so careful and extremely important, how could that Mu Shijun end up in the cold palace?

Zhang Dafu ordered someone to bring a few boxes in, and asked them to step back and stand aside.

"Your Majesty, it's all here."

Really curious, Zhang Dafu couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, what is the use of these household registrations suddenly?"

Jing Sheng said bluntly, "Dismiss the harem."

"Oh." What did he think, His Majesty wanted these things himself.

Wait, wait, dismiss the harem?Is Your Majesty joking?

Zhang Dafu saw that His Majesty had already divided the identities into household registrations one by one, and felt that Jingwang Palace was not real.

This is a big deal, not less than a war.

Leng Gong.

Mu Xi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and felt a little cold, so she rolled around, but was not blocked, but rolled directly to the bedside.

His insomnia had struck again.

Suddenly there was some rustling sound outside, like the sound of steps grinding on the ground.

Mu Xi came to the window wrapped in fox fur, and opened the window without hesitation. Except for the rustling of the leaves, there was nothing else.

Mu Xi took another look and closed the window.

Could it be that he is suspicious like Jiang Qingxia?He intuited that there was someone outside the house, but there was nothing.

The author has something to say: I lost a lot of blood today, and my body is really uncomfortable. After holding it for a day, it is so short, dbq