The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 66 Exclusive Royal Physician
Fu Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, thought for a while and said, "An Chen is determined to finish the dictation of the handwriting as soon as possible, so he almost spends the past few days in the imperial hospital."

Ning Yuezhao sneered, "Didn't I say that? Don't let him work too hard, why do you still allow him to act like this?"

Fu Yuan anxiously argued: "Your Majesty is aware that I have persuaded him many times, but he still insists. I can't force him to go back, can I?"

Ning Yuezhao smiled angrily, "You are his superior, how dare he not listen to what you say?"

Fu Yuan had no choice but to say: "Yes, I know."

He knew that when a person is ill, it is inevitable that his temper will be a little grumpy. Even though her accusation was a little unreasonable, he still endured this unreasonable questioning.Moreover, he had always misjudged Ning Yuezhao's condition before, otherwise he would not have committed such omissions.

Ning Yuezhao had calmed down a little, but suddenly remembered something, and said coldly: "Could it be that I have an incurable disease? Why hasn't he recovered for so long?"

Fu Yuan gave a jolt and said: "Your Majesty's disease is not incurable, but it is already a chronic disease and needs to be recuperated. It cannot be cured overnight."

Ning Yuezhao pressed her forehead, "I have listened to you and left all political affairs to the cabinet. It has been so long, why is it not getting better?"

She really hated herself for being weak and weak, and she lost her good temper just thinking about it.

Fu Yuandao: "As the saying goes, 'Sickness comes like a mountain, and goes away like silk'. There is no rush for this matter. Please calm down, Your Majesty!"

Ning Yuezhao was furious, "If that's the case, what's the use of your imperial hospital? What's the use of you imperial doctors?"

Bi Tie, who was on the side, couldn't stand it any longer. She couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, please calm down. This servant thinks that the acupuncture and moxibustion given by Imperial Doctor An yesterday is quite effective. It has been a long time since His Majesty can sleep so peacefully. How about letting An Is the imperial doctor here to give acupuncture to His Majesty?"

After hearing Bitao's words, Ning Yuezhao's temper eased a little.

Fu Yuan objected: "Your Majesty, you can't, An Chen is still wearing a sinful body, how can he enter and leave the court openly? I think this is absolutely impossible!"

Ning Yuezhao glanced at him, "So what about treating the body of a sinner? You people can't cure my headache, can't you cure it?"

Fu Yuan hurriedly bowed and said, "I don't dare to do anything, it's all up to His Majesty to decide!"

The empress had a strong attitude, he could only follow Shang's wishes, and Jiang Nian could only say sorry.

Only then did Ning Yuezhao calm down, and said: "The Tai Hospital has to rectify it recently, don't let those dead fish eyes get in and dirty a whole bunch of pearls."

Fu Yuan tremblingly said: "Yes, I will go back and clean it up."

Ning Yuezhao said impatiently: "You step back."

Bitao walked up to her side and comforted her: "Your Majesty, don't let your anger break your body."

Ning Yuezhao stood up, and said a little uneasy: "I don't know why, I always feel that I can't control my temper more and more recently."

Bi Tao said: "Your Majesty is sick. When the body recovers, the mood will naturally be at ease."

Ning Yuezhao sighed softly, and didn't know when such a day would end.

Now she can finally understand the state of mind of the Queen Mother at that time. She felt that there was no hope, and she had to insist on smiling for the sake of the people around her.But after all, he was young and couldn't be as calm as the Queen Mother, and she didn't want to get angry with Fu Yuan, but she just couldn't control herself.

Bitao was also faintly worried. Your Majesty is still so young, what should he do if he is plagued by such a stubborn illness?
On the other hand, Fu Yuan went back to the Tai Hospital in fear, and immediately called everyone to give a lecture.

The imperial doctor on duty last night was the first to bear the brunt of it, and was scolded and dismissed.

"From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come here anymore." Fu Yuan said mercilessly.

The imperial doctor was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and knelt down and said, "My lord, please give me another chance!"

Fu Yuan sneered, "Who am I to give you a chance, can you make jokes about His Majesty's body?"

The imperial doctor immediately looked weary and bowed his head in silence.He had originally relied on the nepotism of Goldman Sachs to sneak in. He has no real skills, and he only knows how to fish in troubled waters.Now that Goldman Sachs has collapsed, even if he is dismissed, he has nothing to say.

Fu Yuan continued, "Do you think you can sit back and relax after entering the Grand Hospital? If you have such thoughts, leave me as soon as possible, so as not to hurt yourself, but also the entire Grand Hospital!"

Everyone in Tai Hospital saw Fu Yuan lose such a temper, which had never happened before, and everyone was silent for a while.

Fu Yuan said sternly: "From today onwards, if I see someone who is lazy again, he will be punished severely!"

"Yes." Everyone hurriedly responded.

After finishing the lesson, Fu Yuan paused, and ordered An Chen to come out.

"My lord, the guilty minister is here, what orders do you have?" An Chen lowered his eyebrows and looked down, making it impossible to find fault.

Fu Yuanding looked at him for a while before saying: "Last night, it was fortunate that you saved His Majesty, otherwise the entire Imperial Hospital would have been buried with him. I have written down your credit, and from now on His Majesty's headache will be entrusted to you."

After hearing this, An Chen's face remained calm, and he just said indifferently: "The guilty minister takes orders."

Fu Yuan saw that he had finished talking, so he asked everyone to disperse.

An Chen went back and continued to write the letters silently, while Fu Liao walked to his father.

Fu Yuan glanced at him, "I have something to say."

Fu Liao nodded and followed into his office room.

"Father, I have a doubt. You were the one who taught An Chen back then. Why can he cure you but not?"

Fu Yuan stroked his beard and sighed: "I taught him the introduction to acupuncture, but later he became a talent by himself. He has read all the ancient books and manuscripts in the Dianzang Pavilion. Leaving aside our relationship with the Jiang family, this child is indeed It's a talent."

Fu Liao nodded, pondered for a while and said, "Father, I feel strange about His Majesty's illness."

Fu Yuan was shocked, "Do you have evidence?"

He shook his head, "No, but I'll check."

Fu Yuan pondered for a while, and said: "I have no objection if you want to investigate, but before there is no absolute evidence, don't startle the snake, otherwise your life and mine will be in danger."

In his opinion, Ning Yuezhao is still young, so he should not be infected with such a serious headache, and the previous pulse condition has always been a symptom of evil wind entering the body.Ordinarily, it shouldn't have deteriorated to such an extent overnight, but now there is a faint trend of chronic illness.This is a big matter and we have to be cautious.

"Father, don't worry, the son has a sense of proportion."

With Fu Liao's solemn guarantee, Fu Yuan felt relieved.

That night, An Chen sorted out the manuscript that he had written silently today, and was about to go to the Dragon Hall to be on duty. He didn't want to meet Fu Liao as soon as he stepped out of the room.

"Medical envoy Fu." An Chen saluted respectfully. After all, Fu Liao's status in the imperial hospital was only lower than his father's, and he was wearing a sinful body, so he dared not act presumptuously.

Fu Liao patted his medicine box and said, "Doctor An, I have always admired your golden needle skills. I will be on duty with you tonight, let's discuss with each other."

"I'm afraid this humble official will make Doctor Fu laugh at me." An Chen reacted naturally.

Fu Liao is his boss now, and he is deeply trusted by Ning Yuezhao. In addition, his tone just now was just telling him a decision in a calm manner, not asking for his opinion.Even if An Chen had objections, he could not object.

So, the two went to the Dragon Hall together.The guards in charge of supervising An Chen looked at each other silently, and followed them helplessly.

That night, Ning Yuezhao leaned against the head of the bed as usual, reading the official document that had just been delivered.

The Boshan stove in the dormitory spits out soothing incense, giving people a sense of stability.

This official document was just delivered this afternoon, and it was written by Jiang Nian, so Bitao didn't object to her having a look.

Jiang Nian detailed the progress of the fortification in his official document, and the last few lines seem to have been added temporarily.He said that he already knew about Jiang Ye, so he must sharpen him this time.

Thinking that Jiang Ye might attack Jiang Nian with all his teeth and claws, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

Jiang Nian probably would clean up the person without bloodshed. After all, this person looks gentle and harmless, but he actually has minions.

Because of last night's accident, Bitao beat Shenglong Hall a lot today, and all the palace people treated her seriously, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Ning Yuezhao looked at the dim light, a little dazed.

At this time, Bitao came in and reported: "Your Majesty, Doctor Fu and Doctor An are here to take your pulse."

Ning Yuezhao's thoughts were interrupted, she wondered, "Why is Fu Liao here?"

Bitao asked for instructions: "Then, will Your Majesty see him?"

Ning Yuezhao closed the document and said, "See you, let them come in together."

Bitao retreated respectfully, not long after, Fu Liao and An Chen came in at the same time, and the two guards who supervised An Chen stayed outside the bedroom.

"See Your Majesty." The two knelt down and saluted.

"Get up." Ning Yuezhao said calmly.

An Chen stood up and said, "The guilty minister is here to ask for His Majesty's pulse."

After speaking, he walked to Ning Yuezhao and took out the pulse pillow.

Ning Yuezhao didn't reach out her hand, but looked at him and said: "From now on, don't call yourself a 'criminal minister' anymore, just write letters to you day and night, and saved me last night, the merits and demerits are equal."

An Chen blinked, bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Ning Yuezhao recruited an eunuch, and said: "Go out and tell the two guards that they can go back, and they don't have to follow An Yuyi anymore."

"Yes." The eunuch took the order and left.

An Chen smiled softly, "Your Majesty, can I ask you for my pulse now?"

Ning Yuezhao stretched out her hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.

An Chen took a step forward, examined the pulse carefully, and then said: "Your Majesty's pulse has stabilized a lot today, and there is no need for any more acupuncture tonight. Your Majesty will naturally be able to sleep peacefully."

Ning Yuezhao nodded, she had great trust in An Chen's medical skills.With his assurance, the original uneasiness in her heart dissipated a lot.

Fu Liao suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I also want to ask for your pulse."

Before Ning Yuezhao's hand left the pulse pillow, she nodded and asked Fu Liao to come over.

Fu Liao walked in front of her, touched Ning Yuezhao's pulse with the three fingers of his right hand, and felt the pulse under the skin quietly.

After a while, Ning Yuezhao said, "How? I am terminally ill?"

(End of this chapter)