He loosened his five fingers and gently pushed the hilt of the sword, allowing Zhu'er, who was still unwilling to close her eyes and had a pair of resentful eyes, to fall backwards to the ground and become a lying corpse.
Concubine Chu's face was calm, even the frequency of her blinking did not change.
Even though she killed her personal maid who had followed her for many years with her own hands, there was hardly a ripple in her heart.
Turning his head, he saw Ying Jianglu with his mouth wide open, looking stunned, as if he was meeting him for the first time.
Concubine Chu smiled.
"My idiot Jiang Luyou."
"Mom, can you please stop imitating my way of speaking?"
Ying Jianglu came back to his senses and did quick mental arithmetic while complaining.
There was no sign that my mother killed Zhu'er, I didn't even know about it, and Zhu'er didn't even know that she died in the palace.
In such a fortuitous situation, it is unlikely that someone would frame her. The words she said before her death must be true. Zhu'er belongs to her great mother.
My mother should have known about it long ago, but she has only gotten rid of it today. My eldest mother and my uncle hate each other. Is she trying to make a statement to my uncle?
"Didn't mother object to my close relationship with my uncle?"
Ying Jianglu did not yell or scream, but quickly regained his composure and grasped the key points.
Not too stupid.
Concubine Chu nodded in satisfaction, and said with a little resentment: "He was the first to do it, how can he blame me?"
Why is the tone so resentful???
Ying Jianglu's hair stood on end. He leaned forward, and asked cautiously, "Is uncle my father?"
Concubine Chu lost her composure in a second, and slapped the naughty boy on the round head with all her strength, gritting her teeth and saying, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will drown you and be reborn as one with His Majesty!"
This is the mother I remember!
The slap not only gave Ying Jianglu a headache, but also made him feel uncomfortable in his heart, and most of his fear was gone.
I have always viewed Concubine Chu as "my impatient mother".
Suddenly it became "My mother is extremely cunning, full of schemes, and unfathomable."
Ying Jianglu was very panicked, extremely panicked, and only gave up the urge to escape from the palace after being slapped in the face.
Without looking at Zhu'er's dead eyes filled with resentment on the ground, Ying Jianglu covered his head and put on a shy smile.
"It's obviously the tone of mother's voice that's wrong. What happened between you and uncle? When did you know that Zhu'er was from mother's family? Was your impatience in the past just pretend? Why did you have to do this?"
"Only an idiot would ask so many questions." Concubine Chu raised a finger and said, "I will only answer one for you."
"Mother asked more than one question just now. She asked more than a hundred questions."
"My son is extremely intelligent, he doesn't need to ask his stupid mother."
Concubine Chu said calmly, "Please stop."
"Mother, mother, I'm stupid, I'm stupid!"
Both hands quickly grasped the slender, long finger that could be used as a sword handle to kill people or to whip the head.
The wise man who could bend and stretch, judge the situation, and saw that his eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother, and fifth sister were all fools said in a flattering way: "How about two? How about two? I'm stupid!"
Glancing at her son, Concubine Chu said calmly, "Ask."
I should have called three.
Why didn't Ying Jianglu say more about his regret?
"What is the relationship between mother and uncle?"
"According to popular belief, your mother is your uncle's sister-in-law."
"Mother!"
Don't be so deceiving to young children! What's the difference between this and not saying anything?
"When will you change your impatient temper?"
Mother, please stop imitating my way of speaking!
Ying Jianglu gritted his teeth and said, "It's because Jianglu's character is not good enough."
"Mother is the great-great-granddaughter of Queen Dowager Xuan and the niece of Queen Dowager Huayang. The current Chu clan of Qin should be headed by your uncle."
During the reign of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Mi Bazi, who was from the royal family of Chu, controlled the Qin government for more than 40 years and made outstanding contributions to the strength of Qin.
In Chinese history, the origin of the word "Empress Dowager" is Queen Dowager Xuan of Qin State, Mi Bazi.
"Historical Records: The Basic Annals of Qin" records: Zhaoxiang's mother was a Chu woman with the surname Mi and was called Queen Dowager Xuan. Later, the mothers of kings of various countries were also called queen dowagers.
After King Zhaoxiang of Qin took back power, he strongly suppressed the Qin's foreign relatives of the Chu clan.
The butcher Bai Qi died in this struggle.
Because he was initially recommended by Mi Bazi's half-brother Wei Ran, he was able to step onto the Qin stage and shine, and he also belonged to the Chu clan's foreign relatives.
But even a general like Bai Qi, who had outstanding military achievements and was feared by other nations, could not escape the strong suppression, and the Qin's Chu-based relatives remained strong.
Lu Buwei found an opportunity for Ying Yiren to return to Qin by finding the wife of An Guojun, the son of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Lady An Guo, who later became the Queen Dowager Huayang.
The Queen Mother Huayang was also a Chu person. She was the great-granddaughter of the Queen Mother Xuan, Mi Ba, and had no children in her life.
Ying Yiren recognized her as his mother and first changed his name to Ying Zichu. Later, after returning to Qin, he wore Chu clothes to meet her and recited the Chu Ci just to please her.
During the reign of Qin Shi Huangdi, Ying Chengjiao's father, King Zhuangxiang of Qin, Ying Zichu, the Queen Dowager Huayang was allowed to attend court and interfere in state policy.
Although the Chu-based foreign relatives during the reign of Queen Dowager Huayang were not as powerful as those during the reign of Queen Dowager Xuan, they were also extremely strong.
During the reign of Emperor Qin Shihuang, the Chu-based relatives Changwen Jun and Changping Jun served as the left and right prime ministers of Qin respectively. The two brothers were second only to the emperor in power.
If it weren't for Changwen Jun, Changping Jun would have rebelled against Qin and defected to Chu, causing the Qin general Li Xin to be defeated in his attack on Chu, with a loss of 200,000 soldiers. The First Emperor was furious and investigated the Chu relatives.
Nowadays, in the Qin court, the Chu clan’s relatives must have more than a dozen important seats.
Ying Jianglu knew that his mother was from Chu, otherwise she would not have been named the Concubine of Chu by her father.
But he always thought that his mother had nothing to do with the once powerful Chu clan relatives.
She is just an ordinary girl from Chu with a bad temper, who was lucky enough to be favored by the emperor.
Apart from finding thirty-six palace maids to deflower him, and finding a doctor to prescribe medicine to cure his kidney deficiency.
Concubine Chu never provided any help to Ying Jianglu in his growth, and she was not as good as Queen Afang in disciplining him.
My father didn't kill all the Chu relatives?
No, what Chu-related relatives? That’s my mother’s family!
If I had known this background, I would not have played the glass ball or acted like a brother. I would have directly competed with my eldest brother for the position of crown prince!
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this background? Why did you keep it a secret from Jiang Luxie?"
Ying Jianglu was extremely resentful.
Concubine Chu looked at Ying Jianglu calmly until the anxiety and resentment on Ying Jianglu's face disappeared and he regained his composure.
Concubine Chu then asked, "Is this the second question?"
She didn't want Ying Jianglu to waste the opportunity to ask questions on these irrelevant issues - no matter what the reason, it would not change Ying Jianglu's current situation.
Ying Jianglu, who seemed calm on the surface, shook his head, and Concubine Chu nodded secretly.
The Master asked if he could be king.
The Chinese asked whether they could occupy the Xiongnu's land.
Servant.
Concubine Chu never thought about it.
Her son would not be a servant.
The last question is, what would you ask your mother?
Facing Concubine Chu's expectant eyes, Ying Jianglu raised his head.
There seemed to be tears in his eyes , and there seemed to be sorrow in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Does mother love Jianglu?"
"……What?"
Concubine Chu was stunned. She was caught off guard by the question. She never expected to be asked this.
"nothing."
The third young master, who was only twelve years old, lowered his head and wiped his eyes.
"Jiang Lu knows the answer."
"You disappoint your mother."
With his head lowered, Ying Jianglu could not see Concubine Chu's expression, but he could hear the calmness of her words.
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Try to say it in the same calm tone: "I'm sorry."
Being born in a royal family, one should not be sentimental.
"It also makes my mother very happy."
Concubine Chu leaned over gently and hugged Ying Jianglu.
Ying Jianglu's body stiffened for a moment, and he hugged Concubine Chu tightly with his backhand.
The mother and son hugged each other tightly.
Concubine Wei's bedroom.
The fourteen-year-old Second Young Master had fallen asleep an hour ago, but Concubine Wei tossed and turned on the soft and supple quilt.
She tossed and turned on the rosewood bed dozens of times, but the sleep-inducing fragrance of the rosewood could not make her sleepy at all.
He stood up suddenly, and the soft quilt slid from his shoulders to his waist.
Half a cup of tea later, Concubine Wei dressed neatly, with a solemn expression on her face, and walked from the bedroom to the main hall.
The palace maids bowed their heads slightly to show respect to the eunuchs who were on duty in the hall at night.
As they performed the ceremony, they all had doubts in their hearts.
It’s so late, what is Concubine Wei doing in the palace?
"Kang Jian stays, and the rest of you go out."
Concubine Wei looked around and stared at Kang Jian, Ying Gao's personal eunuch, and said this.
"only."
"only."
"only."
“…”
The eunuchs and palace maids nodded in agreement, bowed and left.
Kang Jian, the only eunuch left behind, bowed his head slightly and said respectfully, "I wonder why Concubine Wei wants me to stay?"
"I will use the defense of my country as a gift in exchange for a promise from Lord Chang'an. I only ask..."
"Please ask Concubine Wei to tell Lord Chang'an in person."
Kang Jian stood there with his hands folded.
The attitude is very respectful.
A night passed.
At noon, Ying Fusu, the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty, led 50,000 elite Qin soldiers from Xianyang to Shangjun.
The swordsman Li Mu, the stutterer Han Fei, and the rough man Jing Ke were entrusted by Ying Chengjiao to accompany them.
Li Si's eldest son Li You was extremely excited and kept touching the armor of his personal soldiers and the Qin sword at his waist.
"Brother, which family are you from?"
The young man asked the prince's personal guard who was wearing the same clothes as him.
"Armored Gate."
The soldier said with a smile.
Pijiamen? How come I haven't heard of it? Forget it, if it's not the Meng family, the Li family will be fine!
The young man raised his hands high, imitating the movements he had heard from the storybooks, pretending to be a veteran.
"I'll be at your back, please rest assured!"
"……good."
The young man approached the guards as if he was familiar with them, and whispered, "Brother, who else do you know? Show me so that we can take care of each other on the battlefield."
"I know them all except you."
The personal soldier said with a smile.
"ah?"
Isn't this the pro-independence army that was just formed today? How come you all know each other? Are you still xenophobic here?
The young man's ambition to expand the territory and become a general was hit hard before it could be realized.
Chang'an Jun Mansion.
Han Ji found a few maids to play mahjong for the whole morning. At noon, she went out for a walk in the garden and keenly discovered that half of the servants were missing.
Jiao'er has no money?
Can’t even afford servants?
Queen Mother Han thought about it, ran back to the house, holding a box of glass beads, and knocked on Ying Chengjiao's door.
"Qian'er, mother has brought you money! Open the door quickly!"
After a while, the door opened.
Two gusts of fragrant wind blew out, bringing out the lilac and green plum twin sisters, who were more beautiful than flowers and beyond comparison.
Dingxiang, who had followed Han Ji for a long time, bowed her head slightly, as if she was still working as Han Ji's personal maid.
"Your Majesty, Young Master..."
Han Ji opened her big round eyes and said loudly: "Call me mother!"
“Ah…”
Dingxiang blushed and couldn't say a word.
After calling her Empress Dowager for so many years, she really couldn't say "Mother" when she was suddenly asked to do so.
"Mother!"
The green plums are crisp and authentic.
Having worked as a manager in a building for several years, Qingmei has developed a keen mind and it was effortless for her to change her words.
"Uh-huh."
Han Ji smiled widely and nodded repeatedly, like a 100-pound child.
"The young master went into the palace last night and did not return all night. He was not indoors."
Qingmei stepped forward and helped Han Ji into the main room.
"He must have gone to ask His Majesty for money. Why didn't he tell me? I have a lot of money."
Han Ji put the small wooden box she was holding on the table in the main room with a muffled sound.
You can tell from the sound that it is definitely not light.
Dingxiang recognized the origin of the box at a glance and exclaimed.
"Why did the Queen Mother bring a box of toys...glass beads? These are her favorite things!"
Han Ji pulled the trigger and the lid of the wooden box popped open, revealing a box full of glass beads.
Any one of them would be worth a lot of money if placed outside, and a farmer could not afford to buy one even if he worked hard all his life.
"When I saw that half of the servants were dismissed, I knew that this kid must be out of money. Let's give him some money first to help him out."
"No, no, Your Majesty, please put it away quickly. The young master has money, and those servants have gone to join the army."
"Don't lie to me. There's no war to fight and it's almost New Year. Where can they join the army?"
Han Ji thinks she is very smart, but in Qingmei's eyes she is not very smart. She is the same Han Ji that Qingmei remembers at least ten years ago.
Under Ying Chengjiao's 360-degree all-round protection, more than ten years have passed, and his mother Han Ji's temperament has hardly changed. She is still innocent and naive.
"Take it, take it. Jiao'er is very good at making money. When he makes money, buy me new ones. I'm tired of playing with these. When will your bellies get bigger? Give me a bunch of grandchildren to play with."
Meng Mansion.
Qin's veteran general Meng Ao lay on the bed, breathing weakly, his eyes closed, and his breath barely escaping.
There was a faint unpleasant smell in the air, which could only be emitted by an extremely old person .
Next to Meng Ao.
His son Meng Wu's wife was Zhao Su, his grandson Meng Yi, and his grandson Meng Tian's wife was Bu Xianglian.
There were also two outsiders - Ying Chengjiao and Xia Wuqie.
Ying Chengjiao placed his hand on Meng Ao's naked chest, his eyes full of unwillingness and his forehead covered with sweat.
Xia Wuqie was panting, sitting on the ground without caring about his image, breathing heavily.
Meng Tian's wife brought a stool for him with red eyes, but Xia Wuqie kept shaking his head to refuse.
"No, don't bother. I, I, am down to earth."
Meng Ao was naked, with only a small square of cloth covering his private parts.
Except for the chest covered by Ying Chengjiao's palm, from the face to the abdomen, from the arms to the thighs, all were covered with silver needles, a total of one hundred and eight.
This was Xia Wuqie's masterpiece. He turned Meng Ao into a hedgehog and made himself a useless person.
"Old man Xia, why hasn't this old guy woken up yet? Does your needle really work?"
Ying Chengjiao frowned deeply and shouted angrily in a low voice.
Last night he traveled to Xianyang at night, climbed over the wall into the Meng Mansion, hoping to find Meng Ao's residence and discuss some things with him.
As soon as I entered the Meng Mansion, I suddenly felt something was wrong. The atmosphere was too tense.
Full of doubts, he avoided the guards and sentries of the Meng Mansion all the way, but was finally discovered fifty steps away from Meng Ao's residence. He was asked by the guards to stop and surrender.
He revealed his identity immediately and threw out the identity plate, but it was of no avail.
The guards turned a blind eye and still wanted them to stop and surrender. There were clearly some familiar faces among them that Ying Chengjiao had known ten years ago.
When Ying Chengjiao saw this scene, he was frightened and knew that something big must have happened in the Meng Mansion.
What else could be the matter that could have caused these elderly guards who knew his relationship with Meng Ao and Meng Wu to be so unwilling to accept, other than Meng Ao's life or death?
No longer thinking about entering Meng Ao's residence without a fight, Ying Chengjiao snatched a Qin sword and forced his way inside.
He only injured people but didn't kill anyone along the way, and he went more than thirty steps.
Meng Yi, who had run out of the room upon hearing the sound of metal clashing, was stopped and brought to Meng Ao.
The old general, who a few days ago had been wearing armor and holding a sharp sword and broke into the Xianyang Palace at night to seek justice for him, was breathing out more than breathing in, and was in a dying state.
After a night of acupuncture by the imperial physician Xia Wuqie, and the continuous transfer of internal energy by Ying Chengjiao.
The veteran went from being on the verge of death to being seriously ill now.
According to Xia Wuqie, his life is saved.
Xia Wuqie did not immediately answer Ying Chengjiao's words. He took a deep breath of the turbid air for a while before saying, "Chang'an Jun, please do not waste your internal energy. Lord Meng will wake up soon."
"How long do you mean by wait? Give me an exact time!"
Ying Chengjiao said impatiently, his palm still pressed against Meng Ao's slender chest with a distinct sternum shape, without taking it away.
"If Chang'an Jun continues to act like this, it will take another quarter of an hour."
Meng Wu's wife Zhao Su, Meng Tian's wife Bu Xianglian, and Meng Yi all had happy expressions on their faces.
After a night, Xia Wuqi finally gave in and gave the exact time of his awakening.
Although the three of them had been up all night, their spirits were tense but they did not feel physically tired.
At that moment, except Meng Yi who continued to stay in the room waiting, the two women left the room.
One told the cook to light a fire and cook.
One of them ran to find two pots of tea.
"If you don't wake up in a quarter of an hour, I'll let you lie here too!"
"good."
Xia Wuqi knew that Ying Chengjiao was confused because of his concern, so he didn't bother with Ying Chengjiao and responded seriously.
Before a cup of tea had passed, Ying Chengjiao felt his subordinate's old body tremble slightly.
Ying Chengjiao was delighted both in his heart and on his face. He mobilized the little internal strength left in his body, increased the supply, and poured it all into the body of the veteran Meng Ao.
After a moment, Meng Ao opened his dim eyes.
When he saw Ying Chengjiao, he forced a smile on his old face that looked like orange peel, but it looked worse than not smiling.
"Can Chang'an Jun also do the work of a doctor?"
The voice is weak and feeble.
It can't be transmitted more than two meters away.
"Don't talk yet."
Ying Chengjiao frowned and stopped Meng Ao from speaking, then turned to look at Xia Wuqie.
"Can you still move?"
Xia Wuqie got up with difficulty and took out nine golden needles from the medicine box.
Ying Chengjiao moved from the bed at Meng Ao's waist to the bed at Meng Ao's thighs.
There is no fancy flying needle technique, nor any strange sight of shining golden needles.
Xia Wuqi held the golden needle tightly between the thumb and index finger of his right hand.
His body was shaking slightly, but his two fingers were like mechanical fingers, with no signs of shaking at all.
Without blinking, he inserted six golden needles in quick succession.
During the seventh injection, sweat was pouring down Xia Wuqi's forehead and he had to ask for help.
"Please help me, Lord Chang'an, and place your hand on my body."
Ying Chengjiao was so exhausted that he could not even stand. He placed one hand on Xia Wuqie's back.
Grit your teeth and infuse your inner strength.
With the help of Ying Chengjiao's internal energy, Xia Wuqie finally inserted the last three golden needles.
The two men's clothes were soaked with sweat.
"Is it okay this time?"
Ying Chengjiao asked while gasping for breath.
"The external illness has been cured, but the internal illness is difficult to cure. This is just to wake Lord Meng up."
Xia Wuqie answered while breathing heavily.
The two were in the same boat, both looking like they were about to die of exhaustion.
"Great Father."
Meng Yi received a signal from Meng Ao's eyes, moved closer to Meng Ao's hair, and called softly with tears in his eyes.
"Don't cry, I'm not dead."
Meng Ao cursed and lowered his head slightly to glance at Xia Wuqie.
"Take the doctor out first. I will have a few words with Lord Changan alone."
"only."
Meng Yi wiped away his tears.
"Trouble you, Imperial Physician, I will go ahead. The Meng family did not provide a good reception, and I will come to apologize later."
"It's okay to go out." Xia Wuqie smiled bitterly and raised his arm, saying, "I just need your help."
"Do your best."
Meng Yi helped Xia Wuqie out of the room, leaving the room to Meng Ao and Ying Chengjiao.
Zhao Su carried the meal, and Bu Xianglian returned with the teapot, but was left outside the house by Meng Yi.
In less than a cup of tea, Ying Chengjiao pushed the door open with unsteady steps.
Meng Yi hurried forward to support him, but Ying Chengjiao waved his hand to refuse.
"Go in and keep your grandfather company."
Meng Yi looked at Ying Chengjiao, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
"Go ahead, why are you just standing there? Spend more time with your grandfather. He may not say anything, but he really wants to talk to you. He has a stubborn temper and likes to curse, so just bear with him. He is over 90 years old, and you won't be able to listen to him for many more years."
"promise."
Meng Yi held back the tears in his eyes and stepped inside.
Meng Wu's wife Zhao Su stepped forward quickly and supported Ying Chengjiao, but Ying Chengjiao waved his hands again to refuse.
Zhao Su seemed not to understand what Ying Chengjiao meant, and just held Ying Chengjiao's arm.
"Auntie Su, there's really no need. I can walk."
"When you were little, you loved to show off your strength. You were tossed around by that rude man and the late king. You were obviously very angry, but you just didn't say a word. How come you haven't changed your temper after all these years?"
While Zhao Su was preaching, he helped Ying Chengjiao to the stone table in Meng Ao's courtyard and sat opposite Xia Wuqie.
The reason why Xia Wuqie was left here was not because the Meng family did not know etiquette, but because Xia Wuqie requested that he conduct a final diagnosis on Meng Ao before leaving.
Meng Tian's wife Bu Xianglian was about to pour tea for Ying Chengjiao when Zhao Su stopped her.
"He's not used to it, give him some hot water."
Ying Chengjiao felt warm in his heart and said to Bu Xianglian, "Sorry for the trouble."
Only then did Bu Xianglian understand why Zhao Su asked her to prepare another pot of hot water.
He responded softly and changed the kettle to pour hot water.
Mother seems to know Chang'an Jun very well.
Ying Chengjiao raised his glass and drank the hot water in small sips.
The hot water flowed from his mouth into his stomach, making him feel warm and alive.
"After all these years, it's amazing that Aunt Su still remembers this little thing."
"If you come to see me often, this little thing won't be hard to remember."
Ying Chengjiao gave a bitter smile and said without explaining, "It is indeed Chengjiao's fault."
Seeing the traces of tears on Zhao Su's face, Ying Chengjiao knew that Zhao Su was most concerned about Meng Ao's safety at the moment, so he said, "Don't worry, Aunt Su, Lord Meng is fine."
Xia Wuqie had just caught his breath when he heard what Ying Chengjiao said, "Chang'an Jun doesn't understand medical principles, so don't speak nonsense."
Xia Wuqi has been a doctor for decades. It's not that he is unreasonable or doesn't understand the concept of white lies, but he understands it too well.
The result of his pulse diagnosis of Meng Ao last night was: his body was weak, his heart blood was insufficient, and his heart illness was worse than his body's.
Xia Wuqie judged: There is a high probability that Meng Ao will not be able to hold on this time, and it will happen within these three days.
With Xia Wuqie's experience, it is time to tell the truth to Zhao Su, Bu Xianglian, Meng Yi and others.
It would not only allow the three of them to be mentally prepared and send Meng Ao off properly, but also reduce the possibility of them becoming ill due to excessive grief when Meng Ao passed away.
It is much better than hiding it from the three people and waiting until Meng Ao suddenly passes away three days later, causing the three people to suffer a major blow without any psychological preparation.
Xia Wuqi's treatment was not only for Meng Ao himself, but also to prevent Meng Ao's family from getting sick and to cure diseases before they occurred.
"If you don't believe me, just go in and take a look. I can't lie to you, just a door away. Aunt Su, trust me, it's really okay."
Zhao Su nodded without hesitation, and the sadness on her face instantly faded.
"good."
Xia Wuqie was a skilled doctor and could tell at a glance that Zhao Su was not pretending, but had really gotten rid of a lot of his worries. He could no longer sit still.
Three days later, Mr. Meng passed away. His family members turned from great sorrow to great joy, and then from great joy to great sorrow. If you don't get a serious illness, you will get a hidden illness. It's better to clarify this matter as soon as possible!
"I'll go in and visit Lord Meng."
Xia Wuqie said urgently, knocked on the door hurriedly and went in to make a final diagnosis for Meng Ao.
Although it was not Meng Ao who said that he had recovered from his illness, even if Zhao Su was too sad about this matter and fell ill, it was not Xia Wuqie's fault.
But as a doctor, he has a kind heart and he cannot just sit back and do nothing.
As soon as he entered the door and saw Meng Ao, Xia Wuqi was immediately shocked beyond words.
Although Meng Ao was still very old, weak, and his voice could barely reach two meters, these were all superficial symptoms, external illnesses that Xia Wuqie could cure.
Xia Wuqie could see it from Meng Ao's lively eyes.
I was just feeling depressed and worried, but now that I’m no longer obsessed with the desire to survive, all my worries are gone.
It was the same last time, the girl’s mental illness was inexplicably cured.
Everyone has their own mental illness, so how did Chang'an Jun do it?
Is it a coincidence, or does Changan Jun really have a deep understanding of heart disease? I will definitely ask him for advice when I get out later!
He stepped forward to feel Meng Ao's pulse and told him that he would come back in two hours to remove the needles.
"Speak softly, don't speak loudly, don't get angry and hurt your heart."
Meng Ao said weakly: "I've got it in mind. Thank you, doctor."
Meng Ao dared to scold anyone, and when he got angry he would even scold his boss Bai Qi and the King of Qin. He had never scolded a real doctor in his life.
A good doctor can save the lives of thousands of soldiers, so Meng Ao did not dare to scold him.
"It's my job."
Xia Wuqie came and left in a hurry, then turned and walked out.
"Mr. Meng's mental illness has been completely cured. This was my misjudgment. Lord Chang'an is right!"
He did not hide his fault at all. It was clearly a mistake, but he was full of joy.
The most important thing for a doctor is the patient's recovery.
Bu Xianglian and Zhao Su received a reply from the imperial physician himself, and the heavy stone that they were worried about Meng Ao was completely lifted from their shoulders.
"Thank you, Imperial Physician."
"Thank you very much."
The two girls thanked her.
"It's my job, it's my duty."
As Xia Wuqie spoke, he spread out the bamboo slips on the stone table and wrote the prescription, without asking Ying Chengjiao how to cure his heart disease.
Between saving lives and seeking medical treatment, Xia Wuqie always chooses the former.
Bu Xianglian went in to visit Meng Ao.
Zhao Su's first worry had just subsided when his second worry arose.
"Cheng Jiao, tell Aunt Su the truth, can that rough guy, Tian'er, survive this time?"
The Huns invaded the border, Yanmen and Jiuyuan guarded by Meng Tian were lost, and Shangjun guarded by Meng Wu faced the Huns directly.
If it is said that the First Emperor was the first to know about this.
Then the Meng family would be the second family to know about this.
Almost nothing that happened in the Qin army could be hidden from the Meng family.
"Don't worry, Aunt Su. Uncle Wu and Meng Tian will be fine. I came to the Meng Mansion this time to ask Lord Meng for troops. This time, I want to defeat the Xiongnu in one fell swoop."