Chapter Seven: The Scourge Has Not Been Eliminated
The prince must die, Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was extremely cold:
"What does this mean, Mr. Xiao Wang?"
Wang Huai showed an enigmatic smile and said:
"Crossing the sea has to be concealed from the sky, not to mention that there is a sky beyond the sky. I can only say this. Your Majesty will naturally understand it afterwards.
"If you don't agree, then ask someone wise to diagnose and treat you.
As soon as the time is over, Your Majesty, please punish me."
Zhu Yuanzhang looked around and saw that the imperial doctors were like ripe rice, all lowering their heads.
This was suspected of threatening the emperor, and Wang Huai was also betting that he would risk his life and survive.
Zhu Yuanzhang fell into deep thought.
Hiding the truth?
Is there a sky outside the sky?
Could it be that he was hinting at a secret?
If an ordinary person had said such mysterious and mysterious things, he would have been put in a literary prison, pushed down and chopped off.
But Wang Huai was different. He had the foresight to cure King Yan and the foresight to hit the mark.
Does Zhu Yuanzhang have any other choices now?
Turning to look at Zhu Biao, Zhu Yuanzhang held his palm and said softly:
"Biao'er, we won't let you die."
"Even if you die, we will let you live again."
"You still want to inherit the country and create a prosperous world."
Zhu Yuanzhang spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing Zhu Biao.
I don’t know whether he was comforting Zhu Biao or himself.
Even if Wang Huai says there is a way to bring Zhu back from the dead, it is still unknown whether he can succeed.
Watching a loved one pass away before your eyes, especially a white-haired person leaving a black-haired person, this feeling is like frying your heart in a pot without adding any oil.
"Grandpa Huang..." Zhu Yunwen wanted to say something more.
"Do as Taoist Zhang says!"
"Don't you want to see Biao'er come back to life?"
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't look back, his voice was cold.
He has never lost such a temper towards the emperor's grandson.
Zhu Yunwen was frightened, with tears in his eyes, and his eyes looking at Wang Huai became even more angry.
What kind of ecstasy soup did this man pour into the wise and mighty Emperor?
What about bringing the dead back to life? This is simply ridiculous!
If my father doesn't survive later, I must advise Wang Huai on how to deal with him!
If he really came back alive, he wouldn't be able to survive.
as time flows.
The blood on Zhu Biao's face gradually faded, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.
Zhu Yuanzhang held his hand, but he could not warm up the coldness.
There was dead silence in the entire cell.
Feeling Zhu Yuanzhang's sorrow and grief, it seemed that a few breaths had passed, and it seemed that several years had passed.
Imperial Doctor Li sighed deeply and said sadly:
"Your Majesty, the prince's breath has stopped, his heartbeat has stopped... He has passed away... Bingzi, April 25th, the 25th year of Hongwu."
"Moreover, the heart veins have been completely severed."
He has practiced medicine for many years and can understand Zhu Yuanzhang's mood.
But as a doctor, he also knows that when a person dies and his heart is broken, it is truly a case of exhaustion and no one in the world can make a comeback.
"Your Majesty, my condolences!"
"Your Majesty, my condolences!"
The imperial doctors knelt down in unison.
Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but burst into tears.
Only Zhu Yuanzhang could not accept this fact and looked at Wang Huai gloomily.
"The time has come!"
"Your Majesty, step back!"
When Zhu Biao's breath completely disappeared, Wang Huai helped him sit up.
Then sit cross-legged, place your right hand on top of his head, and place your palm on the Tianling point. Hold the sole of his right foot with your left hand, and put your palm on the Yongquan point.
Two strands of true energy, one hot and one cold, are transferred into each other and run throughout the body along the eight extra meridians and twelve meridians.
And spread out to the limbs and bones - the net was spread.
Absorb all the cold and hot toxins in his body, as well as the opposite true energy of hardness and softness respectively, and put them into his own palm.
Finally, the energy and spirit hidden in Zhu Biaojiang Palace are released, and then the innate true energy is introduced to connect the heart meridians and regenerate the broken meridians.
At first, I felt extremely cold and my Tianling was feverish. Later, my meridians below the Tianling were extremely hot and I felt cold.
On the contrary, Yongquan point is extremely cold and hot, and Zhu Biao's meridians begin to remold, like a long snake shedding its skin.
As time went by, the moonlight shining into the prison was replaced by sunlight.
Wang Huai's head was filled with white mist, and his whole body was alternately hot and cold...
Only then did he connect Zhu Biao's disconnected heart veins accurately and without risk.
"call....."
Wang Huai, who could no longer hold on, let out a long breath.
Gently put down the Zhu Biao.
Only then did he see that the emperor was not sleeping, and no one present dared to leave.
They all looked at Zhu Biao's body as if they were staring at the skewers on the barbecue grill.
It seemed that I was waiting to finish masturbating so that I could go home and take a nap.
"Is this okay?"
Zhu Yuanzhang spoke with his heart in his voice, grabbed the doctor's shoulders again, and said impatiently:
"Come and see, how's Biao'er doing?"
"Are you alive? Is Biao'er back?"
The medical doctor was already old, and when he was shaken, he was a little overwhelmed and said:
"Your Majesty, please rest a moment. My bones are falling apart."
But there was no complaint in his tone. He was in disbelief and a little hopeful.
Diagnosing and resurrecting the dead is a legendary thing. He has never seen it in his long life.
After being let go, he walked straight to Zhu Biao.
First, he carefully opened Zhu Biao's eyelids and then tried to breathe.
Suspense flooded onto Doctor Li's face.
He was still a little in disbelief.
As if he didn't believe in evil, he caught Zhu Biao's pulse.
After closing his eyes and feeling it carefully, Dr. Li almost broke his beard.
"This...this..."
"How can it be?"
"It's weird..."
The medical doctor muttered to himself, with a look of doubt on life.
After practicing medicine for decades, he now feels like he has seen a ghost.
"What exactly is going on? You should explain it to us clearly!"
Zhu Yuanzhang had never been anxious at this moment.
Now the anger is rising, but the doctor is still talking about it.
Hearing the scolding, the doctor recovered, stood up and said in disbelief:
"Back to Your Majesty, the Crown Prince was already dead before...but now..."
The doctor was still afraid that he would make a mistake.
He put his hand on Zhu Biao's pulse again, pressed his heart again, and then concluded:
"Although the prince is weak now, his heart veins are miraculously reconnected and his meridians are regenerated - withered trees springing back to life, full of life!"
"A chance of life?" Zhu Yuanzhang's face trembled with excitement and he spoke fluently, "Are you struck by lightning for bragging?"
Wang Huaiku suppressed his laughter. The words he was struck by lightning were exactly what he wrote on the banner, and Zhu Yuanzhang remembered them.
Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that he had heard wrongly, or that the medical doctor had not understood the pulse accurately, so he personally stepped forward and felt Zhu Biao's carotid artery.
The doctor was shocked and helpless, and said with a wry smile:
"This is something that is unheard of, even the old minister can't believe it.
"But the prince is back, he is not dead! It is only a matter of time before he wakes up.
"You don't even need to recuperate, because the prince's essence is stronger than before.
Legend still exists, Taoist Master Xiao Wang is a legend!"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked up at the prison ceiling and let out a long breath.
I am sure my son is alive.
It was as if he himself had been reborn.
"Biao'er is alive."
"Biao'er...is alive."
Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang dare to touch Zhu Biao's face with his hand.
Carefully feel the skin gradually getting warmer, and the weak but unstoppable breathing.
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is alive...but the trouble has not been eliminated..." This chapter has been completed!