The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 427: I’m going to kill

Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Seventh I'm Going to Kill

After leaving the palace on the carriage mountain, Murong Jie saw Zi'an pondering and asked, "Do you have any clues?"

Zian raised his head to look at him, there was still a hint of longing in his eyes, hoping to hear good news from her.

Zi An said: "The erythema on the face and the human face on the arms are not the same disease. He should also have the erythema on his body, right? This disease is called sanguinaria, and it is an autoimmune connective tissue disease, okay, Let's not talk about this medical term, this disease is really serious, I also understand that you said that there is no cure, in fact, I can't cure it, but it is still possible to control it."

"You can control it?" Murong Jie could hardly believe it, "Have you ever seen this kind of disease? This kind of disease is very rare, at least not very documented."

"There are not many records, perhaps because everyone defines this disease as a curse type disease, and they are ashamed to seek medical treatment. In addition, your medical skills have concluded that this is a terminal illness, and those who are sick feel that it is useless to seek medical treatment. "

"Your medical skills here?" Murong Jie looked at her, "Okay, let's not worry about this for now, how to explain the human face? The raised little human head can't be said to be cured, right?"

"This is not a disease, it is a parasitic fetus. In ancient times, it was called human face sore instead of ghost face sore. If I were asked to treat it, I would choose surgery to cut it off. Mix it together and apply it, and then it will fall off naturally, but the treatment will take longer."

Murong Jie felt incredible, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Am I joking?" Zian said angrily.

"But..." Murong Jie still didn't believe what she said. She said the erythema could be controlled, and the ghost face sore could be removed, so it wasn't serious for her.

"Do you think the emperor's illness is not serious?" Murong Jie asked.

Zi An shook her head, "No, the butterfly sore is serious. If it is a systemic butterfly sore, the disease has probably already reached the kidneys and heart, so I say it can only be controlled but not cured."

"You mean, if you go for treatment earlier, it can be cured?"

"No," Zi An still shook his head, "There is no cure for this disease, whether it is from the beginning of the disease or now, even if it is... I can only do my best to control it, and the lack of medicine will directly lead to It is also more difficult to control the disease.”

"You mean, these are two diseases, you can cure that... parasitic fetus, and you can also control butterfly sores, is that what you mean?"

Zi An said, "That's probably what it means."

"Is not control a cure?"

Zi An looked at him, "Murong, your IQ is much lower."

"..." Yes.

"I can control his condition and prevent him from getting worse, but I can't cure this disease." Zi An explained again.

Murong Jie understands what she means, but she doesn't quite believe it. She seems to say it is not serious at all, but everyone knows that ghost face sore is a terminal disease that cannot be cured, and it is a cursed disease that should not be known. .

"How long can you control?" Murong Jie asked.

Zi An shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know much about the condition right now, this is only the result of the initial diagnosis, and the situation will only be known through in-depth examination. If you are willing to ask for treatment, I will go to the Empress Dowager myself tomorrow. ."

Murong Jie said: "You don't have to go, this king will go and tell his mother, you don't have to talk about it."

"Good."

After discussing the matter the next day, Murong Jie went to tell the Empress Dowager about it. The Empress Dowager didn't believe it at all, "What kind of butterfly sore? It's a ghost face sore, and do you think Aijia didn't mention it to the emperor? The emperor didn't agree."

"But Zi'an said that it can be cured. Although it can't be cured, it can be controlled. Queen Mother, why don't you ask the emperor's brother again." Murong Jie pleaded.

"No, since he doesn't agree, then forget it. You really shouldn't take Zi'an to see this disease. There are many women right and wrong, so there is no guarantee that she will tell others about it."

"The queen mother can rest assured that Zi'an will never tell anyone about it." Murong Jie said.

The Empress Dowager shook her head, "You are too irrational."

Murong Jie let out a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly, "Reason? Mother, that's also the emperor's brother."

The empress dowager looked sad and said softly: "Yes, Aijia sometimes doesn't take into account your feelings, A Jie, it's hard for you."

Murong Jie shook his head, "Since I don't agree, let it go. By the way, how are Concubine Yi and Concubine Mei taking care of the affairs in the palace? This king plans to arrange for Zi'an to come in to manage the accounts, and the palace should also save money. Expenses."

"It's okay, the two of them are very happy to work together. As for the affairs on the books, someone really needs to clean up. Empress... When Liang Concubine was in charge, the palace cost a lot. Take it out and say it."

"That's good, since that's the case, I'll let her prepare for her entry into the palace in two days." Murong Jie said.

The Empress Dowager sighed softly, "Ai's family is really old, and some things can't be managed even if you want to. You said before that Ai's family should not pursue the matter of Concubine Yi and the Crown Prince, but for Ai's family, It's just a thorn, tell the truth, do the two of them have an affair?"

Murong Jie was noncommittal, "What do you care about? Just be your empress dowager, enjoy your blessings, and take care of your grandson when you have time. By the way, this king heard that the third prince was praised by his teacher. Promise."

"Well, this child is very sad for the family. He is more sensible than the others. Concubine Mei is actually sensible, but he was too careful before, for fear of being hurt and doing some wrong things."

"It doesn't matter, people make mistakes, as long as they don't make big mistakes."

The mother and son talked for a while, and then Murong Jie left the palace.

Zi An was disappointed to hear that Murong Jie said that the Empress Dowager did not agree with her entering the palace for treatment. "She really disagrees? Do you want me to talk to her?"

"No need, this king can see that it's not that she disagrees, but the emperor disagrees."

If the emperor himself does not agree, then there is no other way.

“How is A Xin recently?”

"It's much better. Now I use needles every day. In less than a month, he can move freely. In fact, I really want to thank his mother for breaking his leg in time." Zi An smiled wryly.

"Where's Liu Liu?"

"It's also much better, but my legs are still inconvenient to walk. I went to see her today, do you know what she's doing?" Zi An thought about it and found it funny.

"What?" Murong Jie asked curiously.

"Embroidery!"

Murong Jie laughed, "She can embroider with her clumsy hand?"

"Yes, a woman who has love is different. She is very happy now." Zi An sighed.

Murong Jie looked at her, "Why? Are you unhappy?"

Zi An looked at him, her eyes gradually filled with sadness, "Happiness." If he didn't get the same fate Gu, she would be very happy.

Now, only worry remains.

"You should enter the palace tomorrow. I told my mother to let you clean up the ledger." Murong Jie said.

"The day after tomorrow, I have something to do tomorrow." Zi An said.

"What are you going to do?"

Zi'an reached out and touched his chin, leaned over, bit his lip lightly, "kill."