Concubine Xian smiled awkwardly, then let go of Shui Lingyue and said with a smile: "I don't know that, I liked the sister of the miracle doctor very much as soon as I saw her. I couldn't help but want to hold my sister's hand just now. Don't be surprised by the sister of the miracle doctor."

Xian Fei said so politely, but Shui Lingyue felt more and more that this person could do it. Her face was very white, the kind of pink white. The phoenix eyes that glanced slightly over were charming and charming. The whole person felt as if she had a demonic aura.

Shui Lingyue didn't say anything, just said, "Please take the lead."

Concubine Xian reached out to make a call, then took a small step forward, Shui Lingyue followed behind, and the two walked in one after another, while Chu Yi and Pei Jingran also followed in together.

When he entered the inner hall of Chengqian Hall, Shuilingyue saw a man lying on the bed against the wall. The man was covered with a pale yellow quilt and only one head was exposed.

Judging from the exposed head, the man's hair was black, which shows that he was not old. Judging from his face, he was only thirty-four or five years old. At this age, he was still in his prime even in this era.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, the virtuous concubine began to cry: "Three years ago, the king got sick and was always in a bad mood. It was useless for many doctors to see it. Not only did the king not heal, but he became more and more serious. Until half a year ago, the king couldn't afford to get sick. He lies for more than half a year. We concubines in the harem really don't know how to deal with themselves..."

As he said that, Concubine Xian's tears became more and more fierce.

Shui Lingyue looked at the Xianfei who was crying and she couldn't help but wonder what kind of rouge powder she used was, but she would not be washed away by tears. The quality was good.

Pei Jingran was a little annoyed by the Concubine Xian cried and said, "Sister, don't cry anymore, the king is still there, and my sister wants to cry again. Others don't know, but they think something happened to the king."

Concubine Xian hurriedly put away her tears and said to Shui Lingyue: "I made the divine doctor laugh, and I would like to ask the divine doctor to treat the king quickly."

Shui Lingyue walked over and treated King Xirong. Her pulse was weak and her face was pale. She looked like she had been sick for a long time. Her body had almost been deficient. Now, she only had one breath left.

Shui Lingyue carefully checked and had a clear idea in her heart. The Xirong King was infected with chronic poison, causing damage to various organs in her body and becoming weak. She has been unconscious until now.

If there is no treatment, the Xirong King will soon die silently.

Shui Lingyue stood up, bowed politely to Concubine Xian and Pei Jingran, and said, "The body of King Xirong is already very weak. Even if I am not sure to cure him, you should ask Gao Ming."

As he said that, Shui Lingyue was about to walk outside.

Concubine Xian hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her and said, "Sister of the miracle doctor, if you can't cure the king, then the king is helpless?"

Shui Lingyue said: "I don't know if others can save me. I only know, I am not sure. I have a rule. If I am not sure about the cured patient, I will not be able to treat it. So, please ask for another clever one."

Shui Lingyue was about to leave, but Concubine Xian grabbed her and refused to leave. She begged: "My doctor sister, please give me a try! Even the large-scale plague in Northern Qi can control it. My king's disease, I think the miracle doctor sister can cure it."
Chapter completed!