No one expected that something like this would go wrong right at the beginning of the competition.
Prince Ning looked at the young man with a half-smile but not a smile: "You should know the rules if you were chosen. Now you jump out and say you don't want to. Does that mean you don't take this king seriously?"
The young man's eyes flashed, and he felt a little timid in his heart, but he quickly took a step forward.
"Your Majesty, the common people, the common people just don't want to die."
Xu Shi started, and the young man became obviously bolder, pointing at Song Shuwan with disgust on his face.
"How can a woman who is shameless and deceives the world and steals her reputation have the ability to treat people? Although the common people have been plagued by illness for a long time and are miserable, they do not want such people to treat the common people. The common people do not want to be her patients. I beg the prince to treat her.
The common people will be exchanged for Mr. Zheng."
After the young man finished speaking, the people around him immediately became more energetic.
They looked at the young man and then at Zheng Chengshou.
In the end, all eyes fell on Song Shuwan, and she was slapped in the face. How would the Crown Princess respond?
Song Shuwan ignored the people around her and stared straight at the young man with her black and white eyes.
After a while, she looked at Zheng Chengshou: "This person doesn't want to be treated by me. Mr. Zheng, would you like to exchange?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people around him suddenly became more disdainful and contemptuous. They didn't fight back even if they were slapped in the face. Instead, they had to replace her. Then the rumors about the imperial concubine's medical skills must be false.
"Oh, isn't it said that the imperial concubine has excellent medical skills, even better than Master Zheng? How come she has to change her at the first mention of others?"
"Perhaps the rumors outside are all false. Under the great reputation of the imperial concubine, she hides all the deeds of villains."
"I think there is no need for today's competition. The Crown Princess should just admit defeat and save some face."
Everyone around him said something extremely contemptuous.
Song Shuwan remained motionless, just staring at Zheng Chengshou, waiting for a reply.
After a while, Zheng Cheng looked at Prince Xiang Ning and said, "Your Majesty, these rules..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Huan suddenly spoke: "The diagnosis and treatment have not officially started yet, so changing people does not break the rules. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Pei Huan didn't know what Song Shuwan was going to do, but since she had spoken, he would definitely help.
Prince Ning glanced at Pei Huan, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Prince Pei spoke specifically for the concubine. I, the king, must give her some face. In this case, you two should change."
He emphasized the word "specially", which made the people around her look at Song Shuwan with even more contempt. It was obvious that she was deceiving the world and stealing her reputation, and she actually asked the God of War of Zhou Dynasty to stand up for her. Song Shuwan was really hateful!
"Song Shuwan, please admit defeat quickly, don't ruin the reputation of the prince."
"Exactly. Hurry up and admit defeat."
Someone couldn't help but shout out, and then there was a response.
Pei Huan tightened his fingers, his eyebrows filled with anger.
These people spoke like this in front of him, clearly not taking him seriously.
Hateful, if it were the past...
Pei Huan secretly gritted his teeth and put away all his thoughts. Judging from Song Shuwan's self-confidence, she would never lose and could not lose.
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips, glanced meaningfully at the young man, ignored the words of the people around her, and switched patients with Zheng Chengshou.
After diagnosing the old woman's pulse, she pressed on several locations on the old woman's abdomen and made inquiries.
"There's nothing strange about it, right?"
The old woman nodded and said feebly: "I just feel pain in my heart and legs. Occasionally when I stand up, the pain on both sides is very severe, as if I am going to crumble, and it is often difficult to fall asleep. Concubine, old woman, I really can't hold on."
It’s over.”
Song Shuwan smiled slightly, took out the golden needle and arranged it.
"Heartache is indeed uncomfortable, but the most difficult thing to treat is not heartache."
While speaking, Song Shuwan burned the golden needles with a candle, turned the old woman over, and dropped a few needles neatly on her shoulders and neck.
"Oh, it hurts so much..."
The old woman screamed immediately, her body trying to curl up uncontrollably.
However, the next moment, the golden needle dropped by Song Shuwan stopped her movement.
But for a moment, Song Shuwan took a few steps back. The old woman on the stretcher had closed her eyes, and when she listened carefully, there was still a little snoring.
On the other side, the young man's eyes never left Song Shuwan. Seeing the old woman's appearance, he hurriedly looked at Zheng Chengshou.
"Master Zheng, the situation of the grassroots..."
Zheng Chengshou looked at him indifferently: "It's a little troublesome, but it's not difficult to cure. Give me your wrist."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his wrist in cooperation.
Zheng Chengshou checked his pulse and took out the silver needle after a while.
When the onlookers saw this, they couldn't help but started talking in low voices.
"Why are you using needles on both sides?"
"I heard that the symptoms of the two people are the same, so the diagnosis and treatment methods are also the same, right?"
Pei Huan tilted his head slightly. He couldn't see the situation, but he could clearly hear the discussions around him, and he also used this to understand Song Shuwan's behavior.
Needles were used, and it looked like the situation was a bit troublesome.
At this time, a person came behind Pei Huan and asked with a chuckle: "Do you need me to explain it to you?"
Pei Huan recognized the person and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Bowen? Why did you come now?"
Wen Yixiu looked at Zheng Chengshou who was still applying acupuncture, and said softly: "I encountered some troubles, so I came late, but you won't miss the wonderful time, right?"
Pei Huan was speechless, his empty eyes accurately caught Song Shuwan's position, and he stopped moving.
On the other side, Zheng Chengshou's hand applying acupuncture became slower and slower for some reason, and sweat slowly fell from his forehead.
Suddenly, the young man sat up and spat out a large mouthful of black blood with a "wow" sound.
Just when everyone thought that the young man was vomiting blood because he was getting better, the young man lay on the edge of the stretcher and vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood.
The blood used to be black, but now the blood is red, so red that it's shocking.
"Master Zheng, I..."
The young man tried to hold on and wanted to speak, but when the words reached his mouth, he suddenly paused. The next moment, he hit the ground with a "bang" and his whole body twitched.
Zheng Chengshou's pupils shrank, and just as the needle in his hand was about to continue falling, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side.
"If the needle falls, his life will be gone."
Song Shuwan stopped Zheng Chengshou, her black and white eyes full of clarity.
Zheng Chengshou stared at her and tightened his fingers holding the silver needle: "Why do you say that? He has already vomited out the congestion, and a few more injections will stabilize the situation. This is a good thing."
"Master Zheng, do you want to land the next few injections in these places?"
Song Shuwan pointed out a few places where the needles had fallen, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
"Master Zheng's next injection will cause him to have an epileptic seizure. Another injection will make him vomit blood even more violently. In a few moments, his body can be carried out directly."
Zheng Chengshou sneered and waved away Song Shuwan's hand: "He is just having convulsions due to angina in his heart. How could he have epilepsy? Princess Concubine, our competition is not over yet. Please leave."
After Song Shuwan staggered, she heard King Ning say from above: "Song Shuwan, if you interfere with the imperial doctor's order again, you will be sentenced to lose."