Dr. Hu's feet became weak and he almost fainted on the spot.

Stroke is not an easy disease to cure.

Some people were unable to treat them after an acute attack and died on the spot. Although the remaining people with mild symptoms saved their lives, their hands and feet were not in charge since then, and they were paralyzed, their speech was vague, and they were strange in shape. They were even treated as possessed in remote villages.

If the person who suffers from this disease is the old man in the family, his descendants will also settle down in the morning and evening for the sake of filial piety, and let the servants and maids serve them with all their heart.

Where is the favorite concubine in the palace?

I am a servant of sex, now that even my normal appearance is gone, how can I still maintain the emperor's favor and favor?

Doctor Hu did not feel sorry for the misfortune of the noble man in the inner palace, but for himself.

King Ning was so anxious that he could see that he loved this noble man very much. When he found out that the person was rescued, he could not continue to spoil him, and he would not be angry with the doctor?

Dr. Hu got married after he was over. He was worried about any of his beautiful wife and young children in his family. He was inexplicably taken to the palace. He also heard that the noble man had a stroke. Even if he had confidence in his medical skills, he felt a little desperate at this moment.

There are very few people who can recover as they were after a stroke.

So Doctor Hu's face turned gray and moved into the inner hall step by step.

The Master Mingbing looked solemn, but he was not afraid of King Ning's threat. He was a monk and looked down on life and death very quietly. Even if King Ning was furious and executed himself, he would not vent his anger at the Jingu Temple. After all, King Ning still believed in Buddhism on his face.

What makes Master Mingbian feel difficult is the "symptoms" described by King Ning and the Imperial Physician Order.

Most of the stroke patients are elderly people, and Master Mingbian has met the youngest patient, who is almost forty years old.

For example, the middle-aged scholar who is sick in Jingu Temple today.

The scholar had the bad habit of drinking. When he had money, he stayed on the flower boat all day long. If he had no money, he would go to the temple room to stay. Because he could write some beautiful lyrics and music, he was also very popular. People often invited him to drink. He would be drunk every day and night. It is common for him to get drunk for a day and night.

Because he often came and went to Jingu Temple, Master Mingbian also advised the scholar to say a few words, but the other party obviously didn't take it seriously.

The favored concubines in the Ning palace could not be in their thirties or forties, nor could they be overly drunk. Could it be caused by other diseases?

The master of Mingming is in trouble.

The inner hall was hung with curtains and no incense, and the maids in the palace looked frightened. They didn't know whether they were afraid of the palace concubines' "catching evil" one after another to determine that there was a ghost in the palace, or whether they were afraid that the nobles they served died unfortunately and their lives were not guaranteed.

The hall was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

The Imperial Physician Order did not say much, and asked them to ask the nobles for their merits first.

Everyone present is proficient in medical skills, and no one can play the trick of diagnosing pulses at this moment. Even Dr. Qin, the first master in the world, could not know the pulse with long silk.

Master Mingbian was the first, and Doctor Hu refused to step forward, so Mo Li made the second one.

The palace maid lifted the curtain and the person lying on the bed originally had a bright and charming face, but now the corners of the mouth were slightly crooked and drowsy. Even if someone held a bright light on her face, she did not react at all.

Mo Li's heart sank down.

He believed that the imperial physicians here in Ning Wang were not just a waste of time, and they must have used all the common acupuncture techniques. They still look bad now, and they may not be able to save them.

The old wrinkled fingers gently sucked the woman's thin wrist, and the mo li started to take the pulse with the eyes of the room.

Like Master Mingbian, Mo Li also suspected that this was a stroke caused by other diseases. After all, there are many strange "poisons" in the world. It cannot be said that there is no one that can cause stroke. However, there is always a mechanism for the onset of the disease. If you want to hide from so many imperial physicians' eyes, this level of poison use can probably be comparable to Xue Lingjun.

Master Mingbian talked to the Imperial Doctor in a low voice.

The patient is unconscious and it is difficult to ask what he did before the disease occurs.

Master Mingbian could only ask the maid and eunuch around the concubine. However, this involved the matters of the palace and it was not convenient for him, so he could only find the imperial physician order.

Doctor Hu was determined not to come forward and made quails from behind without saying a word.

Mo Li was chewing her pulse, and her brows became tighter and tighter.

The gerbil in his arms listened to Mo Li's heartbeat quietly and found that Mo Li was silent for a long time, so he couldn't help but climb up quietly and glanced out of the crack of his clothes.

"Take the silver needle."

Mo Li suddenly looked up and said.

Everyone in the room was shocked and looked at him one after another.

At this time, you will never do anything if you can speak. Seeing that this noble person is not good, whoever has cured him will be even more unlucky. If Ning Wang insists on saying that you have cured him and killed him, it will be really not enough for a few heads to cut him down.

Master Mingbian wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Mo Li's gaze focused on judging his pulse, the old monk swallowed the words back.

"This... old gentleman, how do you plan to perform acupuncture?" The Imperial Doctor asked according to the rules in the palace.

Once a diagnosis and treatment plan is proposed, it must be sent to the side hall for examination by other imperial physicians, and at least more than half of the people agree before it can be used.

Because no one is willing to take risks.

Mo Li refused to answer, took the pen handed over by the eunuch and started writing quickly.

The imperial physician Ling was thinking about the paper when King Ning actually came in.

"What is the disease of a beloved concubine?" King Ning firmly believed in the statement that someone was assassinated, and determined that the imperial physicians in the palace were all waste and could not see the real cause of the disease.

Mo Li is different from other doctors. He doesn’t like to discuss pharmacology with people in a long way or compare medical books to talk about pulse patterns, unless it is taught or learned from others. It may be because of long-term dealing with the people. It is useless to talk about those words and people don’t understand them. It is better to say whether it is serious or not, how to take medicine, and what should you avoid.

There is no need to say it now. The woman's pulse is very obvious. I guess the imperial physician said it more than four or five times.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Master Mingbian hurriedly said, "Amitabha Buddha has signs of qi stagnation and blood stasis, but..."

"Just what?" Ning Wang asked.

Mo Li had already seen that King Ning might not love the woman in bed again. The reason why he was furious was more afraid, because the hidden "murderer" found his head and turned him into a paralyzed and crooked mouth and nose.

The so-called "If you can't cure it, you'll be buried with me." King Ning was anxious.

Because this has happened several times, the Imperial Doctor cannot find any reason every time.

The concubine of the palace is young and beautiful. Even if a person has a congenital disease that causes a stroke, everyone cannot have hidden diseases!

Master Mingbian had a headache. After he finished his pulse, he finally realized the difficulties of the imperial physician order. They were just doctors, not officials who solved the case, nor were Jinyiwei who could investigate secrets. They themselves were very surprised what was going on with the patients!

"It just happened too quickly. Logically speaking, even if the noble man is so young, he shouldn't have this kind of disease even if he has qi stagnation and blood stasis."

Master Mingbian said nothing, but logically speaking, there are peace pulses in the palace.

This rule is not only in the palace. Generally, there are aristocratic families who have doctors at home. Once every ten days or half a month, how can there be a reason why it appears so quickly and becomes sick so quickly?

The problem that the master Mingbian couldn't understand also appeared in Mo Li's heart, but he could use his internal strength (spiritual energy) to solve the problem of the woman's heart veins being blocked.

Seeing that these three people couldn't say anything, the old god Mo Li was sitting on the ground. He was about to get angry when he suddenly met Mo Li's gaze.

“…”

That's not the eyes of an old man.

It is like an abyss, like an ancient well, and cannot reach the bottom.

King Ning shivered, and when he looked at it, Mo Li looked old and weak again.

"The King! Xiyuan... Something happened in Xiyuan!"

An eunuch came outside with a pale face, and kowtowed when he knelt down.

The eunuch is very young and wears an ordinary gray-blue costume. At first glance, he is being pushed out by someone to receive this dangerous messenger errand.

"Concubine Chen in Xiyuan suddenly became critically ill, so I urgently asked the imperial physician!"

"What?!"

King Ning suddenly stood up, stared at him with his eyes wide open, as if he was about to eat people.

In the summer, he actually broke out in cold sweat. The lights in the hall were brightly lit, but he seemed to feel a ghost hiding in the dark to spy on it.

"What kind of disease is... it's... it's..." Ning Wang's voice was trembling.

The eunuch who reported the news nodded carefully and was about to say something again, King Ning had already kicked over with a ferocious face.

The eunuch dared not dodge at all, and his whole body was stiff-

"Plop."

King Ning pounced forward.

He had raised his right foot high and wanted to kick the eunuch's chest, but his left leg, which was used as support, was inexplicably tilted.

"Ah!" King Ning screamed.

This immediately hurt the muscles and it was so bad that it couldn't stand up.

The inner hall was in chaos, and Mo Li didn't need silver needles anymore, so he simply used true qi to pour into the acupoints to open the meridians of the woman who was unconscious on the bed.

It only has a little effect once, and it needs to be cured gradually.

Mo Li stood up and asked the stunned imperial physician order next to him: "Where is Xiyuan?"

The Imperial Doctor suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly asked King Ning.

At this time, another eunuch rushed in and cried, "Your Majesty Chen is gone!"

Master Mingbian closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name.

King Ning was angry and scolded: "Bad, fool! Didn't the imperial doctor go?"

"Imperial Doctor...Imperial Doctors are all here in Meiren Zhu!"

King Ning choked, and at this time the imperial physician ordered him to go and see the body of Chen Concubine Chen in Xiyuan. King Ning, who was afraid of death, immediately agreed.
To be continued...