Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 1052: Incurable disease
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In Cunshan Palace, the Eighth Prince was lying on the bed in the side hall. Two imperial doctors gathered around the bed to treat him. Emperor Tianwu and Concubine Yuan Gui were waiting anxiously not far away.
Due to the special location of the Eighth Prince's injury, except for the two imperial doctors, no one else was allowed to come forward, and even the curtains beside the bed were lowered. But even so, Xuan Tianmo had a dark face and felt very embarrassed.
I thought that the majestic Eighth Prince, His Highness Prince Sheng, could have something go wrong in a place like this, and even let two imperial doctors stand by and watch, and even touch it with their hands from time to time. How could it be so disgusting?
He was very resistant to this! But what can be done to resist? He is a patient, and he is a doctor. Since you have hired a doctor, you have to let others see you. Who put you in such a sick place? Xuan Tianmo stared at the two imperial doctors for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Have you seen enough? What kind of disease does this king have?" As he spoke, the strange itch came again, and he couldn't help it anymore. Just reach out and grab it.
The two imperial doctors said cautiously on the side: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, please be careful and don't grab it too hard! You just grabbed it three times, each time for a long time, and the top part has been broken. The skin is broken, I'm afraid it will bleed if I use more force."
Another person said: "Two pustules have been scratched and melted. Please give His Highness some anti-itching medicine first!"
Xuan Tianmo was so angry that he wanted to beat him up, "Why didn't you use the medicine to relieve itching earlier? What kind of peace of mind do you have in making me suffer for so long?"
"Your Highness, calm down, Your Highness, calm down!" The two doctors wiped away the sweat on their foreheads and said quickly: "It's not that I don't want to give His Highness the medicine. It's actually inconvenient if the medicine is used first. Check the symptoms!"
"Then what kind of disease does this king have? Why is it so unbearably itchy?" He wanted to continue scratching, but when he raised his hand, he saw the pus stained on his hand. He suddenly felt sick again, and at the same time he felt uncomfortable in his heart. She was even more upset, with pustules and pus. What on earth was going on?
"This..." After hearing Xuan Tianmo's question, the two doctors hesitated again and glanced at each other, neither of them sure whether they could tell him. Later, someone got more courageous, stamped his foot, and said simply: "Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, please forgive me for speaking frankly. I have never seen this disease since I have been a doctor. I can't name it, but even if I can't name it, Come, but I can still tell His Highness with certainty that this disease falls within the symptom range of Hualiu disease."
"Hua Liu disease?" At this point, he suddenly paused, and suddenly thought of the Xiaoshiren who suddenly appeared on his bed a few days ago and was originally assigned to Feng Zirui. Xuan Tianmo's mind started buzzing. Could it be her? But, it shouldn’t be! The Xiaoshi people trained in the palace are clean and fair, not to mention that there are rules in the palace. Every Xiaoshi person will check again before arranging tasks to ensure that the master being served gets what they want. She is a healthy woman. But if it wasn't that woman, where did his disease come from?
For a time, Xuan Tianmo's mind turned around and thought about countless possibilities, but finally fell back on the woman from before. Could it be that in order to please them, the nanny who trained the knowledgeable people specially sent a sick girl to Feng Zirui? She originally wanted to harm Feng Zirui, but unexpectedly, something went wrong. Actually harmed him?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he wished he could chop up the person in charge right now. It's a pity that it didn't work. This was what he and Concubine Yuan Gui did secretly. In the final analysis, they didn't dare to publicize it after suffering the loss of being dumb. Although Emperor Tianwu is now facing him, there is no guarantee that anything will suddenly irritate the old emperor. He and Concubine Yuan Gui are always on tenterhooks. They are not as beautiful as outsiders imagine, and neither of them has an easy life.
The words spoken by the other end were overheard by Emperor Tianwu. He loudly asked the two imperial doctors in disbelief: "What did you say? What disease did Mo'er have? Hualiu disease?" After that, he looked at Concubine Yuan Gui and said: "How did he get that disease?"
Xuan Tianmo’s face felt hot, and he thought to himself, didn’t this old man know how to speak more cryptically? Are you deliberately trying to embarrass him in front of so many servants? He secretly decided that all the servants in this room would be executed later to relieve his humiliation today.
Faced with Emperor Tianwu's question, Concubine Yuan Gui was also confused. She said in confusion: "Impossible! Mo'er never goes to places like Hualou brothel, and all the ladies in the house have been waiting for him for many years. Girl, how could he be infected with this disease?" After saying that, he stared sternly, and said directly to the imperial doctor behind the curtain: "You all come out! Tell me clearly, what exactly does His Highness the Eighth Prince have? What disease?"
The two people quickly came out and knelt in front of Emperor Tianwu and Concubine Yuan Shu, and said tremblingly: "Back to the Emperor, back to the Imperial Concubine, Your Highness the Eighth Prince is suffering from a kind of disease of flowers and willows, but this disease is so strange that I can't tell the truth yet. What kind of flower and willow disease is it? In short... in short... it's very serious."
"Very serious?" Emperor Tianwu frowned, "What does it mean very serious? Can it be treated well?"
The two imperial doctors raised their hands to wipe their sweat and said tremblingly: "Wei Chen... I'm not sure."
"Not sure?" Bang! boom! Emperor Tianwu stepped forward and kicked the two men to the ground, "Why did I raise you? You actually told me that you were not sure?"
These two kicks were used with great force, and Emperor Tianwu was also on the battlefield when he was young. Although he is old now, his kicks are still very strong, and he almost kicked the two imperial doctors without vomiting blood. The two of them covered their chests with their hands, their faces pale, but they still had to answer Emperor Tianwu's question - "Your Majesty, His Highness the Eighth Prince's disease is very difficult. I have never seen it before! Based on the symptoms, it can be seen that it must be a form of Hualiu disease." However, there is no way to treat it at the moment. More observation is needed before we can prescribe the right medicine."
These two people are also honest. They know that Emperor Tianwu doesn't like to hear such words. Emperor Tianwu wants to hear that the eighth prince is healthy, but they just don't know how to lie. They have to tell the truth about the eighth prince's condition. He understood clearly, and one of them even said: "There have been many pustules on the Yangfeng of His Highness the Eighth Prince, and some of them have spread and bloomed. This is a sign of serious illness. If it continues, I am afraid... Yangfeng will not be saved." !"
This sentence made Emperor Tianwu almost faint. His most beloved son actually said that Yang Feng should not be saved? Then how can he pass the ball? The new king has no Yangfeng and cannot produce heirs. What's more, the old man has not taken a concubine and has children. What should he do?
Emperor Tianwu swayed three more times, and Concubine Yuan Gui quickly helped him sit down. But she was also pounding in her heart. She believed 70% of what the imperial doctor said, and the other 30% didn't mean she didn't believe it, but just didn't believe it. Concubine Yuan Gui suppressed the grief in her heart and said to Emperor Tianwu: "I suggest that another imperial doctor come for diagnosis. It is best to call all the imperial doctors. I don't believe that Mo'er can suffer from such a disease!"
After saying this, Xuan Tianmo on the bed said loudly: "Father! I have never been to the Hualou brothel, so there is no way I can contract Hualiu disease. Father, please believe me. I don’t have any disease at all!”
Of course Emperor Tianwu was willing to believe in his eighth son, so he immediately adopted Concubine Yuan Gui’s suggestion and said loudly: “Go! Call all the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital to Cunshan Palace and ask them to diagnose the eighth prince! ”
Soon, three more doctors came here. They were not on duty, but they originally cared for the Eighth Prince. When they saw something happened to the Eighth Prince, they were worried for a moment. After the palace banquet, they did not leave the palace immediately, but returned to the Imperial Hospital to wait for news. When these three people came, the **** who had been listening to the message on the road told him everything about the situation. Compared with the two serious-tempered eunuchs before, the three of them were much more tactful. They only looked at each other and immediately felt shocked. An idea came up and he quickly decided what to say when he arrived at Cunshan Palace.
So, after these three people carefully examined Xuan Tianmo's lower body, they gave Emperor Tianwu the answer: "Your Majesty, although His Highness the Eighth Prince's illness is very similar to Hualiu disease, it is not the real Hualiu disease. A rare allergy. Your Highness must have accidentally eaten or touched something special, which caused the allergy, and then you got the rash. Although this allergy is not easy to get rid of, it has nothing to do with the disease. , and it will not affect His Highness’s marriage and childbirth, please rest assured Your Majesty.”
"Oh?" When Emperor Tianwu heard this, his heart suddenly felt much more relaxed, and he quickly asked: "Then how can we cure it? We can't keep him itching like this. I feel heartbroken when I see it. ”
"Back to the Emperor, because of the special location of the allergy, Wei Chen and others still have to discuss this treatment plan when they return to determine the most secure one before giving the medicine to His Highness the Eighth Prince. But before that, it is You can use anti-itching medicine so that His Highness the Eighth Prince will not be too embarrassed."
Emperor Tianwu nodded, satisfied with this, and said to Concubine Yuan Gui: "Did you hear that, Concubine Ai? Our emperor is fine, let him rest here tonight! I will also stay with you, you Don't worry too much, I believe Huang'er will get better soon."
After he said this, the imperial doctors immediately said in unison: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I will do my best to cure His Eighth Highness' strange disease."
When Concubine Yuan Gui heard what Emperor Tianwu said, she couldn't say anything else. Although she did not agree with the words of these three imperial doctors in her heart, she believed in what the previous two said, but she could not expose them at this time. After all, she wants her son to sit on the throne, so she must not hold on to this matter and conclude that something is really wrong with her son. These three people are helping her, and she must cooperate to carry out this scene. As for what is going on, she will ask again when Emperor Tianwu leaves. "All ministers and concubines listen to the emperor." Concubine Yuan Gui said coquettishly, and Emperor Tianwu felt comfortable both physically and mentally.
But the eighth prince refused to stay in the palace. After the imperial doctor gave him anti-itching medicine, which temporarily relieved him of the severe itching and allowed him to move around freely, he got up and went to Emperor Tianwu and Concubine Yuan Gui. Farewell. Emperor Tianwu didn't stay long when he arrived. After all, he wanted to see his son in good health. What was the point of staying in the palace to recuperate?
The eighth prince left the palace just like this, and then went straight to Prince Sheng's Mansion, filled with anger and ready to vent his anger to the man in the mansion——