After Ye Fuxun waved and gave some instructions to the maid beside him, the maid silently withdrew.
Ye Fuxun slowly walked to the dancer.
Ye Fuxun thought to himself that she was indeed a rare beauty, with a voluptuous figure and a pure and charming face.
"If you want to compete with me, I agree to it. But it's not your turn to decide what you want to compete with."
The dancer proudly did not lose her momentum, "It can be anything else. Whatever the elder sister says is whatever it is, and the younger sister will definitely accept the move."
Ye Fuxun was secretly shocked. He didn't expect this beauty to be so thick-skinned. Now her elder sister is older than her younger sister.
Ye Fuxun sighed slightly, "Then, it's like how to disembowel a living creature and sew it back together again. It's not just needlework, it's also about carefulness, patience and speed. If you don't dare, give in earlier.
Even so, we can avoid hurting our lives."
The dancer was secretly shocked, and her palms were a little moist. But she didn't dare to move her face at all. She insisted, "If my sister can do it, my sister might as well give it a try."
Ye Fuxun secretly rolled his eyes at the dancer. Sure enough, even beauties have no brains. She seemed to have forgotten that she was also a beauty.
Not to mention how surprised, astonished and horrified everyone was.
Ye Fuxun hugged a chicken that the maid had just found outside.
After looking at it for a while, Ye Fuxun started to plucking the hair.
Well, if you can't pull it out, let's use a scalpel. I borrowed a dagger from the emperor and some needles and thread.
After three strokes, five divisions and two divisions, a small section of the chicken's intestines was taken out and sewn back.
Holding the intestines in his hand, he looked at the stunned dancer and said frivolously: "Are you convinced?"
The dancer stared at Ye Fuxun's hand, which was still stained with chicken blood. She shook her head in daze and murmured: "This is impossible!"
Not to mention the dancers, even some of the men in the crowd were unable to eat.
Those who can eat it are those who force themselves not to see the scene.
Just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, the dancer suddenly said: "Vulgar people, of course."
This sentence stung a hornet's nest and wiped out all of Ye Fuxun's good impressions of her.
Ye Fuxun snorted: "Vulgar?"
The dancer struggled and said: "Isn't it? It's just killing a chicken! What's there to be proud of!"
Ye Fuxun saw that she was still tough and said with a smile: "Then let me show you what miraculous craftsmanship is."
Ye Fuxun took a needle and pricked the chicken a few times, but the chicken suddenly began to crow, and it turned out that it was alive again.
Ye Fuxun asked someone to bring some rice and sprinkled a few grains on the ground. The chicken quickly ate it with his eyes and mouth.
Now the dancer was completely spread out on the ground, and the winner was decided.
When the emperor saw it, he clapped his hands and praised the superb craftsmanship, "The princess really deserves her reputation!"
When everyone saw this, they all applauded. Only King Zhao Yang and the dancer looked unhappy.
After showing his hand in front of everyone, Ye Fuxun said: "This is bound to be the case when practicing medicine and saving people. Please forgive me for spoiling everyone's interest tonight.
But I have to do this in order to prove my innocence. Otherwise, this girl might think that my medical clinic is made of paper!"
Ye Fuxun didn't wait for everyone's reaction, and then put down a timer, "If this chicken can live, then people can also live. Your Majesty and your lords, if a mother has difficulty in giving birth, she can perform a caesarean section to remove the child, both the mother and the child can do it."
live.
I dare to ask who can do it today except me, who dares to do this?"
What she said was so proud and arrogant that the dancer trembled with anger.
But the courtiers bought it and praised Ye Fuxun one after another.
"Yeah, who can do that?"
"Yeah, no one dares to do that!"
"He is truly the number one miraculous doctor in ancient and modern times!"
After all, no one can guarantee that there will be no women with dystocia in their family! If there is such a Dinghai magic needle, it will be much more peaceful. Even if there is no need for this, you must not offend the miracle doctor!
Ye Fuxun's remarks not only made him famous, but also made his medical clinic famous.
Ye Fuxun secretly laughed, I am afraid that "Renxin Herbal Medicine Shop" will become more famous and make more money in the future.
Ye Fuxun sat down calmly, while the dancer returned to her seat angrily.
The banquet continued, and after half an hour, Ye Fuxun wanted to go out and take a breath.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, King Zhao Yang reluctantly said to Ji Yannuo: "How can the prince really tolerate such a shrewd woman? Why don't you accept this dancing girl as a gift from me? She can't help but be considerate and very relaxed in bed."
Ji Yannuo's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately looked at Ye Fuxun's seat. Later, he realized that the seat was empty, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and coughed, covered his mouth and whispered: "I don't dare."
King Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you dare to do this? Is it possible for a man who is seven feet tall to still be henpecked?" After saying that, without waiting for Ji Yannuo to say anything else, he went directly to summon the dancer.
The corners of Ji Yannuo's mouth twitched, and the words of rejection were on his lips, but he changed his mind after Fei Ying said a few words.
When the dancer arrived at Ji Yannuo's place, she knelt down directly as if she was afraid that he would regret it, "Daughter of the people, thank His Highness for your permission!"
Without saying a word, this was the tacit consent for the dancer to enter the prince's palace. At this moment, Ye Fuxun was on his way out to wash his hands and missed this good show.
As soon as Ye Fuxun returned to the palace, she saw the dancing girl beside Ji Yannuo. She was a little surprised: "Ji Yannuo?"
"Xun'er, Gu" Ji Yannuo was about to explain, but then remembered what Fei Ying had just said, he swallowed the words and nodded yes.
For a moment, Ye Fuxun didn't know whether she was angry or discouraged, and she shed a tear in grievance. She said in her heart, if she had known this earlier, why would she have bothered to do so? The thankless one is me, Yingyan.
It's him who's accompanying you?!
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved and resentful she became, so she simply moved to a hospital.
Ji Yannuo wanted to chase him, but the dancing girl blocked his way.
"Your Highness, my family danced a newly choreographed dance this time, and only Your Highness has seen it. What do you think of my family's dance?"
After the dancing girl finished a dance, she bowed and said to Ji Yannuo, "If there is anything that doesn't look good, can I improve it?" The dancing girl no longer calls herself a folk girl, and completely regards herself as Ji Yannuo's person.
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Ji Yannuo withdrew his gaze with some worry, changed his expression and looked at the dancing girl, pretending to be fascinated.
He was wearing moon-white clothes and holding a black folding fan in his hand. He was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. He tapped the folding fan with his right hand lightly on the palm of his left hand, and made a slight handshake with his left hand. He pondered for a while and pretended to be impressed.
And stop your hands while making hair.
"It just so happens that I feel something is wrong."
The dancing girl blinked her eyes and smiled like a silver bell, "Haha~ Your Highness, please give me your advice~ I have changed it together~"
Ji Yannuo slowly sat up straight, smoothed the hem of his clothes, stood up slowly, walked slowly to the dancer, and stared into her eyes.
The dancing girl lowered her head in embarrassment.