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Chapter 167 ? The death that I made, I have to finish it with tears (Part 1)

The side hall of Lizheng Hall, the residence of Empress Changsun.

Li Hao was originally curious about what Queen Changsun suddenly asked him for something, but as soon as he entered the yard, he saw that all of his six incompetent imperial doctor apprentices were kneeling down.

"What's wrong?" Li Hao came to Doctor Jin and stabbed him.

Doctor Jin raised his head, his face pale, and his words were choked: "Mr. Teacher, the student is ashamed of his teacher, and he is ashamed of his teacher, and he is embarrassed to his teacher."

Li Hao was startled: "What? Is it a death to treat people?"

"Then, that's not, it's just... it's..." Before Dr. Jin finished speaking, Queen Changsun's voice came from the room: "But Li Dejian has arrived."

"Oh, Empress, the foreign minister is here." Li Hao did not dare to neglect, so he left the imperial doctor Jin, ran in and licked: "The Empress, Jin'an, will be blessed with great blessings, and will be happy forever..."

Facing the biggest landlord of this era, Li Hao never felt that it was embarrassing to lick him.

As for those who look down on themselves and think that they have no moral integrity, they are just sour grapes. If you really have the chance, you will probably be happier than anyone else.

"Forget it, just flatten." A trace of helplessness flashed in Queen Changsun's eyes. When Li Hao stood up, he asked: "Li Dejian, do you know the symptoms of intestinal abscess?"

Without thinking, Li Hao blurted out: "I know, appendicitis is not a serious illness."

Empress Changsun suddenly stood up: "It's not considered a serious illness? So, can you cure it?"

"Ah? Zhi? Now?" Li Hao was stunned at the time, and his only thought was: It wouldn't be such a coincidence.

You should know that appendicitis may not be considered a serious illness in later generations, but in ancient times, it is considered a terminal illness. Is it good? How many bald hairs can be cured?

Sure enough, Empress Changsun did not disappoint Li Hao, and nodded heavily and said, "Not bad."

Li Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, and squeezed out a smile that was not much better than crying: "That... Queen, yes, who has appendicitis?"

"The Supreme Emperor." Empress Changsun said word by word.

If Li Hao hadn't had enough ability in his heart, he would have almost smashed his heart out of his butt's eyes.

Whatever this is, if it is a small person, Li Hao can really try to give him a knife, but the Supreme Emperor...that is Li Er's father, okay? If it is not cured and killed, I guess he will be taken to be buried with him.

Before Li Hao could figure it out, Empress Changsun spoke again: "The Supreme Emperor just fell ill, and only I know about this. I haven't told Your Majesty yet. Since you can cure this, you can tell me with confidence."

When did I say it can be cured?!

Li Hao really wished he could give himself a mouth, brag about how many bulls he was and was a little sick, so he could die if he didn't pretend.

Seeing that the little eunuch on the side had already run out to inform Li Er, Li Hao, after obtaining the consent of Empress Changsun, left the room and came to the yard to call a few unscrupulous disciples aside, and asked dejectedly: "What's going on? Who can tell me?"

"My teacher, it's all my disciples who are not good at learning skills." Imperial Doctor Jin said this over and over again, and didn't say anything useful at all.

Li Hao had no choice but to say: "Xiao Jin, I'm asking how the Supreme Emperor is now."

"Oh, yes, it's an emergency."

When Li Hao heard this, he was anxious and jumped up and cursed: "Barring, of course I know it's an emergency. I asked whether the Supreme Emperor is now awake and how long can he last."

Another imperial physician quickly replied: "Qing, sober. But the situation is not very optimistic. According to the disciples, it is best to prepare for the funeral."

Li Hao finally knew why these guys were punished to kneel down.

Is this human word? You, a doctor, have not even been cured, and the patient was sentenced to death directly. If Li Er and Changsun don’t let you live to fill in the grave for Li Yuan, they are considered wise kings.

After patting his head, walking around the yard for a few times, a person's name flashed through his mind. Li Hao suddenly stopped: "By the way, who of you has the wounds of the Medical Saint? What kind of injury is there?"

Doctor Jin quickly explained: "The Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases, my teacher, this book is available in the palace."

Li Hao clapped his hands: "Yes, yes, that's the book. Go, send someone to get it."

The "Miscellaneous Diseases" in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" records that Dahuang Mudan Decoction has special effects on general acute appendicitis, and the formula of Dahuang Mudan Decoction is not complicated, including four liang of rhubarb, one liang of peony bark, fifty peach kernels, half a liter of winter melon kernels, three liang of Glauber's salt...

Looking through the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", several imperial physicians sweated coldly on their foreheads.

None of them knew about such a simple prescription, and they had to rely on Li Hao... The mentor reminded him that it was really a bit dereliction of duty.

Li Er had already arrived at this time. Seeing this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly and waved to Li Hao: "Dejian, are you confident of curing the Emperor's disease?"

"Your Majesty, I... I'm not sure, but I can try it with all my might."

What can Li Hao say? You can't say that you are dead and you're a living person. If you dare to say that, you must be pulled by Li Er to fill in the grave.

Compared to the nervous Li Hao, Li Er was full of confidence and nodded, "Since that's the case, follow me to Tai Chi Palace."

Well, just go there, I would rather be hacked to death by Li Er than be scared to death.

Li Hao made up his mind and followed Li Er and Changsun, and the large group of people rushed straight to Tai Chi Palace.

...

...

The Tai Chi Palace was already in panic at this time, and the palace maids and eunuchs were all so nervous.

Li Yuan's concubines squeezed outside Li Yuan's bedroom and cried. When Li Er arrived, they all stopped crying and looked at him.

The Emperor was seriously ill, and although it was possible to be very good, his concubines' life and death were only between Li Er's thoughts. It was not impossible to take them to bury the old man with him.

Of course, it is also possible to kill a few of them for the old man to celebrate, maybe this one will be done.

Seeing that they were so serious, Li Er smiled comfortably: "The concubines don't have to worry about the Supreme Emperor. Intestinal abscess is not a terminal illness. I can guarantee that the Supreme Emperor will be safe."

After saying that, without waiting for Li Yuan's concubines to say anything, he pulled Li Hao and pushed open the door and entered the old man's bedroom.

At this time, Li Yuan was almost tortured by appendicitis. He lay on the bed and hummed, and would scream a few times from time to time.

Seeing Li Er come in, he immediately shouted: "Erlang, I, I just dreamed of your eldest brother and fourth brother coming to find me, I am going to see them."

Li Er: “…”

Li Hao almost retracted his head into his chest awkwardly, and kept muttering: "I can't hear, I can't hear anything, I can't hear anything, I can't hear anything that shouldn't be listened to, and I can't see what shouldn't be listened to."
Chapter completed!
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