As the Queen's current physician, Ling Yutong focuses on the Queen's body and can express her judgment on the Queen's body anytime and anywhere.
The Holy Master's tender eyes paused and he coughed: "Fengru, then you have a good rest. I will come to see you again at night."
The queen covered her face and coughed, her face pale.
Ling Yutong raised her head with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty is not feeling well. I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep well tonight. She needs someone to stay vigil and perform acupuncture."
The implication is that it is inconvenient for the Holy One to be here.
The expression on the Holy Master's face froze slightly, and he restrained his eyebrows from frowning, but he was still unhappy.
But seeing the queen's pale face, he changed his words and said, "Then I will come to see you tomorrow."
After saying that, he didn't wait for the Queen's reaction and left directly. He walked very fast, as if he didn't want to hear any more words from Ling Yutong.
The palace door was closed, and Aunt Gui waved away the palace guests.
Ling Yutong raised her eyes and served the queen a bowl of hot dumplings.
In an instant, all the weak energy on the Queen's face disappeared. She took the handkerchief next to her and wiped her face hard twice. The handkerchief was covered with fine powder.
"Huh, I'm really annoyed by this. I'm just like a chariot after all. I don't even mention how to punish Wan Ziying."
"What's the point of just dragging people away? If you don't kneel in front of this palace, won't they be an eyesore?"
After the powder on her face was wiped off, the queen's complexion suddenly became rosy.
She is a twin now, and she cherishes her body so much. How can she be unable to sleep due to the surge of energy and blood?
It's just that I don't want to serve that superficial man of the Holy Spirit.
Ling Yutong took something out of her sleeve and whispered her plan.
The queen was startled. She unfolded the rice paper and looked at it again and again before exclaiming: "You actually have such skills?"
Ling Yutong didn't say much, just smiled.
The queen didn't mean to dig deeper. She curled her lips and smiled brightly.
"Aunt Gui, I'll leave this matter to you."
"yes."
Ling Yutong lowered his eyes slightly, hiding his merit and fame.
As long as the result is achieved, it doesn't matter who completes the process.
"Have you seen the injuries on Qi Yan's body? How about it? Is it serious?"
Ling Yutong pursed her lips and shook her head.
Although it was not life-threatening, it was still extremely risky. Almost all the old wounds collapsed, but Qi Yan seemed to be fine and dared to mess with her.
Seeing her expression, the queen knew that the situation was not optimistic, and frowned and said: "Although the Holy Master is relieved to have received a reward this time, in fact, he has stepped on the edge of a knife, and will be really picked on for his mistakes next.
Woolen cloth."
"Please be careful and don't let Qi Yan stand out too much these days."
Ling Yutong nodded: "Empress, I understand."
The words have been spoken to the Holy One. She will stay in the palace tonight. Changsun Mu has Tingyue over there, so it will be fine if she can hold on for a while.
The night passed quietly.
At dawn, the housekeeper of the Yu family received an unsigned letter. As soon as he opened it, a cold sweat broke out on his back.
After looking around to make sure no one was around, he stuffed his things into his arms and hurried back to his room.
But when he was leaving, he didn't realize that someone had quietly approached him.
With a quick blow, the butler fell to the ground without any room to resist.
The visitor took out the envelope from his arms. After reading it, the envelope caught fire as soon as he wiped it.
The envelope was burned by fire, dancing with fiery red light, reflecting a pale, sickly face.
He smiled.
The sound is like an evil spirit.
"How can such a just person take advantage of a mere housekeeper?"
"I'll come, that'll be great."
The sky was bright, and after Ling Yutong left the palace, he went straight to Xingyue Pavilion.
Shopkeeper Liu saw her and raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that the person she was waiting for was inside.
Ling Yutong nodded slightly and put on the veil as she walked. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Changsun Mu and his "mother". Opposite them was Ting Yue, who was explaining something anxiously at the moment.
"I didn't indiscriminately give the old man acupuncture. I kept Master's teachings in mind verbatim and practiced them many times. It's impossible to make any mistakes."
"The old man's physical condition should have suddenly changed, and he is incompatible with a certain medicine he was prescribed. Don't stop him so tightly. I need to take a look at the old man."
"No! Forgive me for not accepting my mother's risk. She just vomited a mouthful of blood and really scared me. I won't give in until Divine Doctor Ling comes. I only believe in her medical skills!"
Changsun Mu stood up excitedly, firmly protecting the old man with his hands and preventing Ting Yue from touching him.
He is taller than Ting Yue, and looks particularly fierce when his face is expressionless. From a distance, it looks like... he is bullying Ting Yue.
Ling Yutong had heard their conversation. Although she knew it was not like that, the scene in front of her still made her very angry.
Changsun Mu saw that Ting Yue, who had insisted on checking the old man's condition just now, was now quiet.
His eyebrows jumped, and the next moment, he was lightly tapped on his shoulder.
He trembled in fright, turned around and met Ling Yutong's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.
"Young Master Changsun is very majestic."
"No, it's not..."
He subconsciously refused, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.
Ling Yutong clapped his hands: "Okay, now I'm here, get out of the way. I'll see what's wrong with the old man."
Changsun Mu remained motionless, as if nails had stuck his steps in place, making him very stiff.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
What should I say? He hasn't delayed enough and Qi Zekai hasn't come yet!
But Ling Yutong's gaze was so sharp that it sent a chill down his back.
"Why don't you get out of the way?"
"Didn't you say that you only believe in me?"
The half-smile in Ling Yutong's eyes became even stronger, and he could only look at Changsun Mu leisurely, exerting psychological pressure on him.
What's your plan?
Even if he comes to her, he won't be able to fight.
Changsun Mu's heart was heavy, his thoughts kept spinning in his mind, and he was frantically thinking of ways to deal with it.
He originally thought that Ling Yutong would not come back until noon after entering the palace. He would have enough time to argue with Ting Yue, attract Qi Zekai, and then make the matter bigger. When Ling Yutong came, he would be faced with a whole mess.
Now, Ling Yutong came early in the morning, and many of his speeches were still waiting for him. Now they were interrupted directly. Ting Yue stopped entangled with him, and he had no chance to speak.
There was silence for a moment.
But silence was not the solution to the current problem. In the end, he gave way, scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I overreacted."
Ling Yutong glanced at him meaningfully and told Songyue: "Bring a stool to the old man."
The moment she took her pulse, her heart skipped a beat.
Why is it still serious?
There was no abnormality on his face. She felt it carefully, but found that even she couldn't see the old man's pulse clearly.
this……
Her eyes flashed and her heart sank.
Something was wrong, and when she looked into the old man's eyes, his eyes were completely gray.
It's like...knowing that your life is about to end, so you don't struggle anymore.
Her heart was lifted heavily, and she turned around and asked Sun Mu what he had given the old man to eat recently.
You shouldn't hide this kind of problem from her, right?
But Changsun Mu showed a guilty expression. "This...to be honest, it's my fault. I thought that with the help of Divine Doctor Ling, I would be able to sit back and relax. I have been running around outside these days and neglected..."
Ting Yue frowned deeply.
"How can you be so careless? This is..."
Ling Yutong raised his hand, and Ting Yue held back his breath and stopped talking.
Her face was solemn as never before, and her eyes were slightly narrowed. Regardless of whether this was Chang Sun Mu's plan or something else, if she didn't take human life seriously, she had completely violated her bottom line!
Her eyes were slightly cold and she said directly: "I'm sorry, because you are so careless, I can't tell what the old man's pulse is or what the extent of it is."
"That is to say, I am now unable to do anything about the old man's illness."
After she finished speaking, she kept paying attention to Changsun Mu's expression, and thought to herself that the other person's face was so pale that it looked like that.
But the disguise in this case makes people even more angry.
The light in the old man's eyes had dimmed, and he did not follow Chang Sun Mu's acting. He lowered his head, like a helpless old man, waiting for the last journey to end in his life.
The expression in Changsun Mu's eyes was changing, and he spoke very loudly.
"You said you had a way!"
"Brother Qi brought my mother here because he said you could cure me, but now you say you can't cure me?"
"Doctor Ling, stop joking."
Under the tightly furrowed eyebrows, a pair of eyes that used to contain false gratitude are now filled with resentment and blame.
Ling Yutong suddenly laughed out loud.
She suddenly didn't want to play this clumsy game with him anymore, it was really boring.
"Is this your plan?"
"If you want to take away my reputation as a miracle doctor, this little strategy is not enough."