Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 153|The danger is too heavy

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The Moli quietly turned into the palace wall, and subconsciously pushed the gerbil whose head was out of the collar with his hands and pressed back.

Because there is a cat in the East Palace.

The night is dense, the hall is brightly lit, and people are coming and going everywhere. Perhaps because of this, the striped cat avoided somewhere else, and the ink carp did not see its trace.

The more you go in, the tighter Doctor Mo's brows frown.

He originally thought that the noise was limited to the vicinity of the palace gate, but he didn't expect that the sleeping hall would be unstable. The prince is so sick that it is not easy to fall asleep. What are these people doing?

The whole box of precious brocade and antique jade are displayed in front of the hall.

The dark lines on the brocade shine brightly under the lights.

The maidservant in the Imperial Servant Palace in the East Palace hung her head, as if she couldn't see these things, and quickly walked over the steps. Manager Chen of the East Palace made a face and angered at the treasurer who had transported his stuff: "Who asked you to come? How dare you bring someone here without the permission of His Royal Highness?"

The treasurer also had a few rank six or seven rank officials beside him. They didn't speak, but their expressions were really ugly.

Although the rank of the inner court is different from that of the foreign dynasty, these small officials of the Changqiu Supervisor who manage the imperial inner treasury work with the eunuchs all day, so they can't bring up the momentum of the foreign court officials to despise the eunuchs.

"Look at what Chief Chen said, this is the heart of your majesty and the third majesty, your majesty must have a look!"

The treasurer has a respectful tone, but his expression is sarcastic. He used to see the chief of the housekeeper of the East Palace, greeted him with a smile and thoughtfully and appropriately. It's different now. The prince is dying. This Chief Chen is a dying person. What prestige is still in front of him now?

"The two prime ministers have said that they need to come and see if there is something in the East Palace, they have to get some supplements from the library. Now they are not allowed to enter, nor are they allowed to see, teach us what to do?"

The voice of speaking did not converge, and could be heard even far away.

Manager Chen was so angry that he almost hit the treasurer in the face with a punch.

The rest of the palace and the guards of the East Palace all showed the same anger, faintly surrounding the people of the Changqiu Prison.

The treasurer felt bad, he took a step back and asked angrily: "What are you doing? Also planning to make..."

The word rebellion hadn't been finished yet, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the treasurer covered his face and wailed. I saw his face dripping with blood, his palms trembled, his expression frightened, and his other hand was waving in front of him indiscriminately.

"Meow."

The black shadow stopped at the distance of the stone steps, flicking his tail.

"Grab the cat!" The treasurer was frightened and angry.

If the scar is not cured, he may not be able to keep this position now. Whether it is a courtier of the foreign court or the **** of the inner court, once the face is damaged, everything will stop, only the generals are not so particular.

"Damn it, catch it..."

"Ahu!"

The cat ran faster when he heard the palace call.

General Manager Chen said with a smile: "Hu Sicu was frightened. It was a raccoon slave raised by His Royal Highness. He was timid by nature. There were so many people in the palace today without a greeting. Everyone was in a hurry. Isn’t the cat scared? What can a beast understand, he can’t teach the rules, so he can only let him run around."

"You--"

Hu Siku slumped with anger.

A few other officials also heard that this was referring to Sang cursing Huai, but they didn't happen.

The prince will remain the prince if he does not die for a day. They could not put the prince in their eyes and contempt in their hearts, but on the face they had to abide by the rule of the ruler and could not chase the prince’s cat.

The civet cat is very dexterous and doesn't give others the opportunity to throw objects at it, so he jumped onto the eaves in twos or twos.

The steep and narrow eaves, but the cat is walking on the ground.

Suddenly it stopped and looked around, as if looking for something.

People underneath can only watch it go over the drooping eaves and turn to the other side of the hall.

——Mo Li held his breath and silently looked at the cat walking towards him.

This cat named Ahu gradually arched its back and raised its sharp claws slightly, as if it regarded the ink carp as a strong enemy for grabbing food.

The so-called "food" happened to be held in the arms of the ink carp, a warm mass, soft and motionless. Moli couldn't help driving away the raccoon slave with internal force, trying to keep it away from him.

The cat was turned three somersaults by an invisible force, and almost rolled off the roof unsteadily.

When it got up again, Moli had already sneaked into the sleeping hall by the night.

When Yu Lan turned around, she saw an extra person in front of her and almost pulled out her hairpin and swung it over. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, so she didn't yell that there was an assassin, which alarmed the people outside the hall.

There are curtains hanging down on all sides of the sleeping hall, and with screens and furnishings, even the palace people waiting in the hall can't see what's happening in this corner.

Moli made a silent gesture to Yulan. The latter understood, assigned several nearby palace people to work, and then bowed to salute, with joy and expectation in his expression.

"Are you here to visit His Highness?"

Mo Lei didn't speak, but just nodded slightly.

Because the prescription was effective, Yulan wished to worship Moli as a Buddha statue. She hurried to report to the prince. After a while, the people in the dormitory left one after another, leaving only a few palace members.

These are the affairs of the East Palace and the confidant of the prince.

When Mo Li came last time, they were all brought down. This is the first time I have seen this genius doctor who followed Meng Guoshi's bizarre appearance.

When the prince saw Moli, his spirit was refreshed, and he rose slightly and said: "I am lonely by the blessing of the genius, but I still don’t know the surname of the genius, who he studied under..."

"The first name and last name are not important. What you need is a prescription, not the doctor's origin."

Yu Lan stood by, just watching Moli walking by her. From the corner of her eyes, she found that a piece of Moli's robe seemed to bulge out.

Yulan knows martial arts, she is the prince's personal court lady, and also serves as a guard. Anyone the prince wants to see, she will make sure that the other party has no hidden weapons.

Because I often can't conduct searches, I can only rely on my eyes. Yu Lan is convinced that he has not made a mistake. A section of the genius doctor's clothes is indeed bulging out, and it is very small, saying that the money bag is barely enough.

Besides, how can anyone put a money bag in his chest?

It's already spring day, and I wear clip robes more, which is much thinner than cotton clothes, and not looser than summer coats, so a little bulge is very obvious.

"..."

Wait, it seems to be moving!

Yulan was taken aback, and hurriedly motioned to the palace nearby to pay attention.

Others didn't know what was going on, they thought there was something wrong with the ink carp, so they approached slowly and vigilantly.

Mo Lei ignored everyone’s vigilant gaze. He walked to a place five steps away from the prince’s bed, raised his hand to bow, and behaved calmly. He did not respect the prince’s identity or rely on his own martial arts. Just be unruly.

Manager Chen, who came here after hearing the news, wanted to scold him, but he hesitated again.

Moli only cares about the gerbils in his arms, as long as the gerbils are not snatched by the cat, he doesn't care what others think.

"Doctor, please sit down."

The prince moved his expression, and changed his name to a closer one.

Mo Li really doesn't like the title of genius doctor.

The palace man wanted to move the embroidered pier, but was stopped by the ink carp.

"No, I can check the pulse here."

Moli is like an ordinary doctor going to an ordinary person's home to treat a disease. When the prince stretches out his wrist, he starts to pulse without distraction, and then asks to change his hand after a while.

No one spoke in the sleeping hall, only the prince's low cough.

It took about a cup of tea before the ink carp released his hand and said nothing.

Doctors encounter intractable diseases, most of them will be like this when they don’t know how to prescribe the prescription. The prince’s situation is a bit more serious. The expressions of those imperial physicians change drastically when the pulse is diagnosed, and they can’t hide their panic and become vague afterwards. , Dare not speak bluntly.

Moli is hesitant to decide, because he has not tried to treat patients who are critically ill. The prince's body may not be able to withstand heavy medicine even with ordinary medicine.

There are no ready-made prescriptions at all, you can only consider it yourself.

The weight is wrong, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Mo Li can't help but feel a little anxious, his face doesn't show up, only his mood fluctuates. If there is a doctor with the same advanced medical skills at this time, and the two of them are thinking about the prescription at the same time, the ink carp will also be able to grasp it a little more.

"When I just came, did I vaguely see someone from the Imperial Medical Office?"

This is Moli's guess. The only one with white hair and white beard in the palace without a scarlet or purple robe is a doctor.

"They are all useless people..."

"Yulan!"

The prince stopped drinking, and then asked Moli, "Does the doctor want to discuss the prescription with them?"

Mo Li thought of the prescriptions he had seen in the East Palace before, and couldn't help but shook his head and said: "No need."

Some of these imperial physicians may have good medical skills, but they are very cautious. Basically no medicine can cure anything, just to save the patient's life. It is better to treat a disease than to recuperate. The disease is not cured by drinking medicine, but it is cured by the patient himself.

In the face of the prince’s deteriorating body, the imperial physician was helpless.

"...this country is very sick."

It’s as dangerous as it’s exhausting, and it’s as impossible to deal with.

Although the foundation is good, it is full of holes. It can't be repaired and it can't be repaired.

The civil and military officials of the Qi Dynasty are like those super doctors. They never thought of prescribing the right medicine. They just wanted to preserve the old framework, and then hoped that this long-deteriorated country would regain its vitality and return to the prosperous state of the Chu Dynasty.

"Doctor?"

Mo carp was awakened by this call, he removed the medicine pouch, and then took out the silver needle.

The side halls next to them were all imperial doctors, and they had everything they brought. Yu Lan soon brought in wormwood and a small lamp specially used to bake silver needles.

Looking at the shaking lights, the prince suddenly asked: "Is the lonely brother okay?"

Moli paused, but didn't answer.

"The second brother escaped from the palace. The Guards have not caught anyone so far. I guess he was taken away by the national teacher." The prince took out a piece of beautiful jade from under his pillow with difficulty and handed it to the ink carp. .

Moli did not answer, but his finger touched the jade.

It's warm.

"Prince, is this?"

"This is a warm jade, and it is also considered a rare treasure. It is a waste in the hands of the dying. I will give this to the doctor. If there is a child with cold symptoms in the future, I can send it. Usefulness." The prince finished intermittently, and then smiled bitterly, "With this jade as a reward, I hope that the teacher and the doctor can send the second emperor's brother out of the capital. After that, life and death will depend on the heaven's favor."

The gerbil heard the words and pressed its paw on the chest of the ink carp twice.

Doctor Mo: "..."

No, he wouldn't say that the Sixth Prince is also under their noses, and then take an extra piece of warm jade!