Ouyang Sufeng glanced at Situ Qingqing and reminded her not to be arrogant. A villain will succeed, and cold poison is not easy to get rid of, so she must do her best.
"Ha... Xingyan, you should learn more from her, she is much more interesting than you." Long Zhongjue chuckled slowly.
If she was not that person's daughter, he wouldn't mind having more beautiful ladies.
Hearing this, Ouyang Sufeng's expression became more serious. He was not concerned about Situ Qingqing's popularity, but was trying to figure out the meaning of the prince's words.
Every word of the prince had a profound meaning, which forced him to think about it carefully. He also found that he was very unhappy with the unnecessary attention to the prince, as if something extremely precious was coveted by someone, but the other person would not treasure it.
Want to play dirty.
"Fourth Young Master, please stop talking. I want to help you diagnose your pulse." Situ Qingqing was a little unhappy. What he said made people angry. Diagnosing pulses and prescribing prescriptions is a doctor's official job, so what's the point of saying anything interesting.
Seeing the serious look on her face, Long Zhongjue couldn't help but laugh.
A girl who is only a few years old, do you think that with a serious look on her face, people will forget that she has not yet had haircuts? She is such a cute and lovable little thing.
"The cold poison in your body has been reduced by more than half. It can be completely eliminated by receiving another spider kiss. However, there are still many years of residual poison in your body. It needs to be slowly eliminated with medicine. At most, in half a year, you will be no different from ordinary people.
." She spoke very slowly, and the fingers for diagnosing the pulse were still on her white wrists, as if there were unfinished words.
"Then what?" Long Zhongjue asked calmly.
Situ Qingqing frowned slightly and continued: "Do you know that frostbite is more difficult to treat than burns? It's like walking barefoot on the snow. Once your toes are frozen solid, you can only save your life by amputating your limbs, but your internal organs are still there.
Being frozen in the ice for three years..."
"Is it serious?" Long Zhongjue looked at her with a smile, his eyes soft as water.
"very serious."
"So how many years can I live?" Is it true that as that person said, he will not be able to pass the age of twenty-five and his dream of becoming an emperor will eventually be shattered?
"Two years at most." She conservatively estimated that if she didn't take good care of herself and worried too much, she might only have half of her left.
Long Zhongjue's smile became weaker and weaker, and his eyes gradually became dim. He is already twenty-three this year, and it turns out that he is only two years old.
Ouyang Sufeng took a step forward and asked: "Is there no other way to cure the Fourth Young Master's internal injuries? You can detoxify the Ice Palm, and you should also know the other treatments. The Fourth Young Master cannot die, and the family's great business is still waiting for him.
Inherit.”
The throne must not fall into the hands of the third prince. Concubine Xu's influence extends to both the government and the public. Her father, Zhongshu Ling, has hundreds of disciples, all of whom hold important positions.
Concubine Xu, who has been favored for more than ten years, is the biological mother of the third prince. She is even more popular in the harem than the queen. Because of the emperor's favor, she can sometimes dominate the queen.
"You think I'm a god. Dead flesh can grow new muscles, and old scars can disappear and the texture is supple. But if my finger is rotten, can I put it back? His internal organs have been damaged and cannot be restored. The rotten internal organs will
Slowly depletes and seeps into the blood, unless..."
"Unless what?" Ouyang Sufeng was more anxious than the person involved.
"Unless my master is willing to take action, he can still live for a few more years. But after all, curing the disease does not mean resurrecting the soul. The body has been damaged beyond control, and forcing him to stay alive is just delaying time."
"Who is your master? Where does he live? I will go and invite him personally." As the prince of Jingping Hou, he should have some dignity.
Situ Qingqing quickly covered her mouth, annoyed that she was quick to speak, she shook her head repeatedly and said vaguely: "You can't say it, otherwise I won't be able to steal Master's treasure in the future. That person is stingy, and he likes to play petty tricks.
You are more difficult to take care of than my father."
"Your master is the god-defying doctor Hua Wushuang?!" Long Zhongjue said what he was thinking without any doubt.
She was that person's daughter, and that person had a good relationship with Hua Wushuang and lived in Wuyou Valley for a time. He couldn't be wrong.
She opened her eyes wide in surprise: "How did you guess that my master...ah! I didn't say, I didn't say, you guessed it yourself. When he inserts a needle into me one day, you have to help explain it clearly."
Don't drag me into the water, every little bit of kindness will be repaid by springs."
"The heaven-defying miracle doctor is actually your master?!" Ouyang Sufeng was also surprised. No wonder she has such good medical skills at such a young age.
If a person who has a little understanding of pharmacology has been under the guidance of a miracle doctor for a year, his medical skills will definitely not be comparable to that of ordinary doctors. And if she is lucky enough to study medicine next to a miracle doctor, can she still be better than other doctors?
In order to survive, at this moment, Long Zhongjue had the idea of taking Situ Qingqing as his own. He wanted to bring her into the palace to become his exclusive medical woman, specializing in conditioning his body. If one day he couldn't hold on anymore
He could also detain her and use her to threaten Hua Wushuang to come forward for diagnosis and treatment... When he thought of this, he, who looked calm on the outside, was already turbulent in his heart.
"But I heard that the tears of the phoenix can remove hundreds of poisons and bring the dead back to life. As long as a person is still breathing, he can be saved, shed his mortal bones, and rebuild a new body..."
Situ Qingqing didn't know why she blurted out the word phoenix inexplicably. Before that, she didn't even know what a phoenix was, but a delicate voice in her mind told her so.
After menarche, the burning sensation on her back also disappeared. When she heard her father muttering to himself, "Breaking out of his shell," she always felt like there was a living thing attached to her back. It was perching motionlessly on her left shoulder, as if it was sleeping.
repose.
And I don’t know if it was her imagination. The blood mink she brought down the mountain always liked to wrap its tail around her head, but since the day the egg was broken, it seemed to be afraid and only dared to dig into her right shoulder.
I never stood on my left shoulder again, and sometimes it made a creaking sound as if I was talking to something.
Marten is spiritual, can recognize life, and can see things that are invisible to human eyes. This makes her feel that she is not alone, and that something seems to be growing in her body.
"Tears of the Phoenix?" Long Zhongjue murmured slightly absentmindedly.
Take off his mortal bones and rebuild a new body... Take off his mortal bones and rebuild a new body... If he can rebuild a new body, will he be immortal?
Immortality is the ultimate desire of every emperor.
"Qing'er, where did you get these rumors? There is no phoenix in the world. Like Suzaku and Xuanwu, they only exist in ancient legends. Don't use rumors to stir people's hearts." Ouyang Sufeng deliberately did not mention dragons. The only real dragons are
Son of Heaven.
"Xingyan, you're too anxious. It's just a legend about the phoenix. Will anyone take it seriously?" Long Zhongjue smiled slightly on the surface, as if it was just a joke, but he had a plan in his heart.
There really is a phoenix! The scene of the phoenix dancing for nine days is emerging in Situ Qingqing's mind. The colorful phoenix tail flies across the sky, outlining a painting of the harmony of the phoenix and the phoenix...
She was extremely surprised by this sudden sight. It was a beauty she had never seen before.
But her mouth opened and closed to make no sound, and then the image changed, a chick... no, a gray-white chick the size of a hen suddenly pecked at her, its round bean eyes blinked curiously, as if it had just been
The newly born chicks were recognizing their parents, and for some reason, she felt a slight itch on her back, as if it was being scratched by claws.
"Fourth Young Master, I'm really worried. I'm worried that you won't seek medical treatment and just believe in some ancient mythical beast."
There are still people in this world who can practice medicine against heaven and steal people from the hands of the King of Hell. You should not abandon the near for the far.
Long Zhongjue chuckled softly, held the hand of the chamberlain and sat on the bamboo couch, and said calmly: "There is always a chance. It's not all hopeless. The Valley of Worry is still there."
What he meant was that Wuyou Valley was Hua Wushuang, and Hua Wushuang was Wuyou Valley. A monk who could escape could not escape from the temple. He had two years to force Hua Wushuang to treat him. As for whether Hua Wushuang's apprentice was worthy enough
, he will know the answer soon.
Situ Qingqing, who has never seen true ugliness, does not know that she is already in the prince's plan. No matter how lofty her status is or how noble a person is, she cannot be open-minded when faced with the critical situation of life and death. In order to survive, she will resort to any despicable means.
Make it come out.
"Miss Situ, you and I have finally gotten to know each other, will you plead for me on behalf of our respected master?" Long Zhongjue's eyes were like stars, shining with a confusing light.
Situ Qingqing was startled and thought to herself: Why should I plead for you? You paid me to help you detoxify. We have a doctor-patient relationship at best, not friendship. If it were Ouyang Sufeng, she would still consider it.
Situ Qingqing said: "My master has never been understanding of people or reason with others. If I say a few more offensive words, he will stuff poison into my mouth without saying a word and let me go to the medicine garden to find herbs by myself."
Detoxify.”
Probably only the father who never strays from ghosts and gods can control the master. The master is most afraid of scoundrels.
"Has he ever treated you like this?" Ouyang Sufeng's eyes turned cold, and he quickly grabbed her thin wrist and looked at her carefully to see if there were any signs of poisoning.