Xijun was seen by Huo Qiguang when he went in to visit his father just now. Qi Guang was reluctant to leave and waited here.

Although Qi Guang had already had many wives and concubines, there was no one in the harem who was as elegant and talented as Xijun's sister.

Every time I see this beautiful sister, my eyes stick to her and I can't move, and I wish I could swallow her in one bite.

Huo Qiguang spoke with an evil smile on his face and said, "Sister Xijun has always been good?"

Xijun said angrily: "My father is like this, why can you get better?"

Huo Qi put his face on a cold butt, so he had no words to say: "Then, are you okay with Jialeyan?"

“It’s very good!”

Xijun glared at him and wanted to walk away.

Huo Qiguang reached out and grabbed her sleeve: "Don't rush to leave, sister Xijun, actually, brother knows, you said that marrying that groom is just annoying your father, right? In fact, what you really want to marry is Lantai, right? What's that fool attracted you?"

"Let go!"

"I won't let it go! Tell my brother, where is I not as good as that Lantai? If you marry me, will I just spoil you from now on? I will knock them all to the cold..."

"Hum!"

Xijun was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and bit his teeth on his wrist, making Qi Guang scream in pain, and at the same time he had to let go of his hand.

"I only love Brother Lantai in this life. If he didn't marry me, I would rather marry a pig than marry you! I hope you can cultivate yourself and not kill others anymore, and do things that are harmful to the will of heaven!"

Huo Qiguang looked at the two rows of deep, blood-stained small tooth marks on his wrist, then looked at Xijun's back as he decisively left, and spat on the ground: "Bah! One day I will fulfill your wish and arrange for you to marry a pig!"

After Xijun left, Huo Lufu, the king of Shanhai, fell into a long coma, so the matter of the prince was put on hold.

Everyone was very anxious.

Other countries have made a crown prince early, but the situation in Shanhai Kingdom is special, with only three princes. These candidates are not ideal, so it is difficult for King Shanhai to be entangled for so many years.

The imperial physician in the palace was helpless after consultation. At this time, an imperial physician slapped his thigh and remembered: "There is a barefoot doctor outside the city named Dayi. It is said that the medicine is like a god. The medicine will cure the disease and the people praise it. It is better to let him try it."

"Nothing is nothing! How can the king's daughter be handed over to a barefoot doctor?"

So many imperial physicians who claim to be the most skilled medical skills here have to seek help from a barefoot doctor. This is a great shame for the imperial physicians, and they will not do so unless they have to.

However, if the monarch is not good, everyone will die. It would be better to let him give it a try. Several imperial physicians are checking each other.

They sent someone to go out of the city with a lot of money to ask for clothes, but they didn't.

Why can’t Shan Haiwang hire a doctor with a lot of money?

First, it is very busy pounding clothes, and every day there are people waiting in long queues to see him; second, there is a rule for pounding clothes, that is, not to treat rich people!

Because he felt that people with noble identities were not diligent in their four bodies and did not like exercise; they were usually free to eat, drink, and did not cherish their bodies, and did not listen to doctors' advice.

In addition, people with noble identities do not easily trust others. They usually do not seek the best when taking medical treatment, but seek the most expensive.

Especially noble women, they regard slimness as beauty and deliberately diet, which would be strange if they can get better.

You can tie the clothes and force him to treat the king, but in that case, he may be nervous, at least he is in a bad mood, and that will easily make mistakes.

"The only way to do this is to let the king pretend to be poor people to go to see a doctor."

An imperial physician said.

Everyone looked at each other.

The king is sick and weak, can he withstand trouble? How can he ensure the safety of the king?

The next day, several "people" with patches on their bodies rushed out of the city with a specially processed stroller.

This car is much smoother and more comfortable than other strollers. It is no difference between lying on the head and lying on the bed.

But the car looks dusty and not eye-catching.

The guard guard saw a man lying in the stroller, his eyes closed, his face turned pale, half dead, and his body covered with straw mat.

The guard recently received an order from his superiors and was searching for a wanted criminal, so the investigation was very strict.

He held up the portrait of the wanted criminal and compared it with the person lying in the car: "How come he looks so much like a wanted criminal?"

A strong man who was pulling the cart almost raised his hand and slashed it with an iron sand palm. Fortunately, he held it back and thought to himself, "Oh my uncle, you dare to say that the king looks like a wanted criminal, you are tired of living!"

The few people who pulled the cart were all dressed as generals of King Shan Hai, and the ones who followed the cart were all imperial physicians. This was the first time they were so ragged in this life. It was the first time they did not ride a high cart but were treated as pulling a cart and being investigated.

With the blessing of the king, life is complete again.

The guard asked with his eyes slanted, "Is this man sick or dead?"

A general gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sick."

The guard: "Looks like this, are you dying? What's going on with so many of you escorting one?"

If he knew in the future that he was asking about the current emperor, he would probably be afraid of death.

"We are all relatives of patients. We are a big family and have many relatives. I am his nephew, this one is his cousin, that one is his neighbor, and that one... Let's escort him to the doctor outside the city to see a doctor."

"Your relatives are not small!"

The guard wanted to find some more trouble, but an imperial physician dressed in a commoner hurriedly took out a few strings of copper coins from his arms and said, "The family is poor and I can't take much. This is my filial piety to you."

Seeing that the money was jealous, the guard snatched it and stuffed it into his arms. He was so happy that he said, "Poor, just use these two small money to bribe the uncle, okay, go over."

The group was about to thank him, but heard the person on the stroller suddenly say loudly: "Water, bring me water!"

It turned out that Shan Haiwang woke up.

If he saw his daughter-in-law being condescended in the broken car, he would not know what would happen. And if the people coming and going saw it, he would lose all the face of the king, right?

The hearts of the generals and the imperial physicians were all raised to their throats.

But the guard smiled and said, "It seems that he is crazy. I treat myself as the emperor. Come and see the doctor quickly."

"Oh, thank you!"

Everyone was afraid of sweating.

Finally, I left the city gate and came to a row of low houses, where I found the barefoot doctor's home.

Even the yard couldn't get in because there were queues of elders outside the door, all poor people who helped the elderly and the young, and almost everyone was covered with patches.

The generals and the imperial physicians were stunned when they saw this scene. They usually wear rich clothes and eat, so they would never go to such slums to stroll.

They also thought that time was peaceful and happy, but they didn't expect that there were so many poor people.

Some people don’t have money to pay the medical fee, so they bring a basket of eggs laid by their own chickens to the doctor, and some carry a basket of potatoes or onions.

I don’t care about pounding clothes. I can give you whatever you want and give you as much as you want. If I don’t give you today, I can give you more later. It’s okay if I don’t give you more in the future.

He treats everyone with kindness, treats everyone equally, and is very patient.

The medicines he prescribes are the cheapest, even for no money, but they are so effective. Many medicinal materials are based on their own yard.

His small yard is divided into two halves, and half is full of flowers and plants, which are actually herbs.

The other half was placed with a table and a few stools for the patients they were asking for consultation and waiting for.

The rooms at home are all open, and you can see the inside by stretching your neck. It is slightly stronger than the "limited walls of the family".

A general wanted to pull a cart in a cart, but was stopped by his wife Du Ruo, who maintained order, and said that it was not easy for everyone. Anyone who had behavior in Gaser would not be given a consultation.

Before Du Ruo said this, he looked at the King of Shan Hai who was lying there and still no longer moving. He knew that he had no worries about his life at first sight, so just line up.

Only patients who are in critical condition will take special care of themselves and let them be at the forefront of the team.

The generals and the imperial physicians were dissatisfied and thought, Humph, a barefoot doctor dared to show off his character to us kings, and I will see how he made a fool of himself later!

After less than half an hour, one of the generals disguised as a commoner exclaimed: "Big...Second uncle seems to be unable to do it!"

He originally wanted to habitually shout "The King is not good enough", but fortunately he changed his words in time, otherwise the news of the king's death would have leaked out, and it would not be a joke.

Before they came out, they all set up a relationship with characters, and King Shan Hai temporarily condescended to be the "second uncle" of this military general.

The few people who came with the stroller, their faces turned green at the same time after hearing this sentence. They hurriedly bent down to check. They saw that the King of Shan Hai was black, their Yin Tang was black, their lips were purple, and their eyes were closed and motionless, looking exactly like a dead person!

Don't be so angry that I was bumpy all the way in the car, right?

Du Ruo, the wife who was pounding clothes, was attracted by this tragic scream. She bent down and checked, but decided to say hello to the people in front and ask her husband to see the patient first.

She looked not as panicked as the generals and the imperial physicians.

The legendary barefoot doctor pounded his clothes, which is thirty-one this year, but he looks a few years older than his actual age. His face is dark and red, which is no different from the people who work in the farmland all day long.

Because he treated the doctor completely for the people and could not make much money, he went to work like other men every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and only took the clinic on February, April and June.

The eyes under his lying silkworm's eyebrows were particularly vivid, like X-rays, as if they could see through human internal organs in an instant.

He didn't ask any information, and calmly touched the patient's breath first.

No breath.

Heartbeat?

No heartbeat.

But he calmly took another pulse.

A commoner dressed in an imperial physician next to him was in a hurry and wanted to get started: "The patients are like this, why don't you try pinching the people first?"

"Are you a doctor or I a doctor? Is this your family or my family? Do you have the final say or I have the final say?"

Ask confidently and unceremoniously.

Usually he is kind, but if someone challenges his medical authority, he will immediately show you.

The imperial doctor was so angry that his teeth were itchy, thinking, "I'm scared you to death when you say it, I'm the imperial doctor of the King of Mountains and Seas!" My monthly salary is worth the money you earn for two lifetimes without eating or drinking!

But when I thought that as an imperial physician, I didn’t still come to ask someone for a barefoot doctor, so I didn’t dare to speak.

After pounding clothes and taking the pulse, he said to the general: "Calm down, your second uncle..."

The general corrected: "My second uncle."

Dameng: "Oh yes, your second uncle, because of the accumulation of depression, the blood and energy are running incorrectly. The positive energy in the body cannot suppress the evil energy. When the evil energy accumulates too much, it suddenly explodes violently, leading to sudden death."
Chapter completed!