On the second day, Chu Qing brought the accounts of Xiao County that he copied overnight to the palace.
As a result, the prince was not there, and only Changxian and Nangong Shou were in the Yangyi Hall.
Changxian's little face looked sad again.
After entering the room, Chu Qing frowned and asked: "His Royal Highness, he..."
Changxian sighed: "Brother, the emperor is feeling unwell again today."
"Moved back to the East Palace?"
"Still in Taowu Hall, but I got sick again last night and kept coughing all night."
Chu Qing said "Oh", feeling secretly surprised.
It seems that the prince's illness has nothing to do with where he lives. It comes and goes.
Looking at the second prince with a sad expression on his face and forcibly looking at Xiao County's accounts, Chu Qing felt a little uncomfortable.
He could tell that the second prince cared about the prince very much.
For a moment, Chu Qing suddenly felt envious.
If you have a younger brother like this, don't say cold words. It's too late to love him. You don't know what's going on with the prince. This is not an ordinary people's home, but a heavenly home. It's good that your brother doesn't just want to kill you. Still like this
I spoil you, but you, the prince, show off your face every day.
The day passed like this. Changxian was absent-minded. Although he was calculating Xiao County's accounts, he always made mistakes.
As for Nangong Shou, he just stared at the accounts with his eyes widened, waiting to awaken his talent of "self-enlightenment".
After finishing his schoolwork for the day, Chu Qing carried a basket of books and walked out of the palace. When he passed by Taowu Hall, he suddenly saw a small figure sitting on the steps of Taowu Hall, with his head buried, feeling very lonely.
Chu Qing looked intently and saw that it was the prince who was always coughing slightly.
In the distance stood an imperial doctor and Tong Gui, both of whom were far away from each other.
Chu Qing shook his head and wanted to turn a blind eye, but in the end he walked over by some strange combination of circumstances.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the prince, who had his head buried in his knees, raised his head. When he saw it was Chu Qing, his face was expressionless and he buried his little head in his knees again.
Next to Tong Gui stood an imperial doctor. He was quite old and had a long white beard hanging down to his chest. When he saw Chu Qing coming, he frowned and asked, "Who is this?"
Tong Gui replied: "Teaching arithmetic."
"So young?"
"Proficient in arithmetic, His Majesty has issued an order to teach the two Highnesses their knowledge in the palace."
"What's your last name?"
"Chu Qing, the son of Chu Wensheng, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry."
"What?" The old man's face changed slightly: "It's this bastard!"
Tong Gui was slightly startled: "Doctor Wu know about him?"
The old man called Wu Shuqing was Wu Nanfeng, the imperial physician of the Imperial Medical Department who was in charge of the palace.
Wu Nanfeng snorted coldly and did not reply.
Tong Gui's face was full of surprise.
What's going on with Chu Qing? How come everyone knows him and yet everyone still hates him?
Tong Gui also didn't know something. Wu Nanfeng did know Chu Qing. To be precise, he didn't know him, but his younger brother knew him. Not only did he know him, but he was also beaten in the Chu Mansion, that is, after Chu Qing was struck by lightning.
, Chu Wensheng invited Wu Yizhen, the "folk miracle doctor" at home.
The two of them were far away and they were talking in low voices. Chu Qing didn't hear them at all. After walking over, he also sat on the steps.
"Are you feeling unwell again?"
The prince said nothing, just buried his head.
Chu Qing stretched out and said, "What's wrong? You're usually very lively. Why are you so weak today?"
The prince still didn't speak, as if he was petrified.
Wu Nanfeng frowned tightly: "Sitting shoulder to shoulder with the prince, you don't know your dignity?"
Tong Gui smiled bitterly and said: "This is how it is on weekdays. He is a teacher, half a teacher to His Highness."
"snort!"
This snort was very loud. Chu Qing heard it and turned his head to look at Wu Nanfeng.
Tong Gui walked over and introduced to Chu Qing: "Master Wu, the Imperial Physician of the Imperial Medical Department, your Majesty has ordered Master Wu to take personal care of His Highness these days."
Chu Qing stood up and saluted Wu Nanfeng: "I have met Mr. Wu."
Imperial doctors also have grades, but they are only at the palace level. It is human nature for imperial doctors of the Imperial Medical Office to be called "sir" from the second rank. Of course, this "sir" has no rights.
Wu Nanfeng looked at the sky and snorted again.
Chu Qing was confused.
I am committing a crime against the old man. Why is it that an old man treats me with such virtue?
Tong Gui was also confused and asked in a low voice: "Chu taught me to offend Mr. Wu?"
"I don't know him."
"You don't know me!" Wu Nanfeng suddenly became anxious: "But I know you, a playboy!"
The prince finally raised his head, his face was pale, and he looked at Chu Qing with a very strange look, asking from his soul: "Why do others scold you when they see you?"
Chu Qing: "..."
"Your Highness, you must not know that this kid is a beast!"
Chu Qing yelled: "You are such a beast, your whole family is a beast."
As a doctor, how could Chu Qing get used to this bad habit?
Wu Nanfeng blew his beard and stared: "How dare you insult me!"
Chu Qing was finally convinced: "You can scold me, but I can't scold you. What are you doing? Are you wearing black stockings?"
"You beast who repays kindness with revenge, remember Wu Yizhen!"
“Big bowl of wide noodles?”
"My third brother, Wu Yizhen, diagnosed and treated you in your Chu Mansion. After Huanchun cured you, not only did you not repay your kindness, but you even beat him up with the Chu family, did you?"
Chu Qing suddenly recalled: "That old guy is your brother?"
"How dare you say evil words!"
Chu Qing was just confused at first, but now he is angry.
"You still have the nerve to say, why is Wu Yizhen lying down..."
Chu Qing was angry, and Wu Nanfeng was even angrier. He cursed before he could finish his words: "Third brother's medical skills are not inferior to mine. He is just lazy and unwilling to serve in the palace. Being willing to treat you is a great blessing for your Chu family. Third brother
I brought you back from the gate of hell, but you repaid me with kindness, you are so inhuman!"
Chu Qing looked strange: "Your third brother's medical skills are not inferior to yours?"
When Wu Nanfeng heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his old face, but he still pinched his neck and shouted: "So what."
Chu Qing looked at the prince: "Your Highness, how about you change the doctor in charge? If it is true that what he said is true, his third brother's medical skills are better than his, this old man must be a parallel importer, that is, a quack doctor."
The prince was delighted: "Why do you see that?"
"I was struck by lightning before, and then..."
The prince took a breath: "Were you struck by lightning?"
"Uh...yeah."
"You were... struck by lightning?" The prince looked shocked at first, then slapped his thigh and laughed.
Chu Qing's face turned red.
Being struck by lightning makes it easy for people to have endless reveries about character and morality.
"Ha ha ha ha."
The prince laughed so hard that he suddenly coughed violently and his face flushed.
Tong Gui was frightened and rushed forward to help the prince up. Unexpectedly, the prince coughed up blood.
Wu Nanfeng's expression changed drastically, he pointed at Chu Qing and shouted: "He made His Highness so angry that he vomited blood!"
Chu Qing was dumbfounded.
This Wu Nanfeng is not a time traveler, right? As soon as he heard this, he knew that he was probably a doctor before time travel, and he was at least a transfer-level doctor.
The prince is about to die from a cough. As the attending physician, the first thing to do is not to find a way to treat it, but to blame it?