The holy doctor looked at Ling'er and said: "May I ask how the king got sick when he was a child? How did he recover? Please tell me the truth, the king."
Ling'er thought for a moment and watched Mochou tell the facts.
Mochou turned around and said to the holy doctor: "The king said that she drank a green medicine when she was a child, and then she became ill for more than a month. All the doctors said that she would not live long, and then a goddess healed her.
It’s cured, but I can’t speak anymore.”
After hearing this, the Holy Doctor stroked his beard and said: "If this is the case, my old minister is right, the king is poisoned." When everyone heard this, they looked at the Holy Doctor in shock, but Ling'er seemed very calm.
"That's right, the king began to say that after drinking the green juice medicine, called Pinellia ternata, it was a strange poison. After the attack, the whole body had a high fever that would not go away, and then the poison slowly spread to death, making people think that he died of fever.
." said the Holy Doctor.
Ling'er nodded and looked at him indifferently. The queen mother wanted her to die without anyone noticing, so how could she not know that it was poison.
Yuntian quickly interjected: "What about now, has the poison of the king been cured by the goddess doctor?"
"When it comes to detoxifying, it's better to say fighting poison with poison. There is no cure for Pinellia ternata, and later the goddess doctor gave the king another kind of poison." The holy doctor replied.
"Another poison?" Mochou couldn't help but add in surprise.
The holy doctor nodded and replied: "The goddess doctor used another strange poison called Poppy to suppress Pinellia ternata, but the poison is poison after all. It can only be suppressed, not detoxified. The king lost his voice, too.
It has something to do with this poppy." The old sage doctor admired the goddess doctor very much. He could come up with such a way to fight poison with poison. His medical skills must be very good.
Yun Chu asked: "What the holy doctor means is that the king's poison cannot be cured?"
"I'm ashamed, I can't do anything about this poison. And now that the two poisons are compatible, I'm afraid..." the holy doctor clasped his fists and lowered his head.
Everyone was shocked and speechless after hearing this, and Yun Chuyuntian was also a little sad. As soon as he found the king, he learned that she had been poisoned by a strange poison. What would happen to the holy country in the future?
Ling'er watched and gently pulled off Mochou's clothes. Mochou looked at her, and Ling'er said something to Mochou.
Mochou bit her lip and said to the holy doctor: "The king said, since the poison cannot be cured, can you let her speak?"
The holy doctor said: "This is not difficult. I can administer medicine to the king and prepare some medicine to suppress the poison in your body. However, I have to say that the king may die of poison at any time in the future. Please ask the king.
Thinking about it, if you have a mute voice, you might be able to live longer."
Ling'er shook her head, her fate was determined by God, and whether she survived or not was her fate. In fact, she should have died ten years ago. It is a blessing to live to this day. For ten years, she cannot speak. If others don't look at her,
She couldn't speak at all, and she wanted to call Beiling Ye before she died.
The holy doctor understood what she meant and said: "Then I will go down and prepare. After noon, I will diagnose and treat the king."
Just as the holy doctor was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, and then shook his head. With these two kinds of miscible poisons, the medical fairy must be helpless. If he ran all the way and couldn't find a doctor, wouldn't it be a toss-up and just endure it?
He didn't say anything and left.
After the imperial doctor left, Mo Chou couldn't help crying. Mo Yan also had tears in his eyes. He pulled Ling'er's clothes, looked at Ling'er and said, "Mo Yan won't let sister Ling die." He really didn't want Ling'er to die.
I really like this fairy-like sister.
Ling'er raised her hand to wipe away his tears, looked at him with a chuckle, and said, "How could sister Ling die? Sister has to guard Mo Yan all the time."
Yunchu Yuntian, who had only been with her for a few days, was also very sad. Yuntian's eyes also turned red, looking pitiful.
That night, the holy doctor began to diagnose and treat Ling'er.
The holy doctor walked in front of Ling'er and said respectfully: "Old minister, I will start diagnosing and treating the king now, okay?" Ling'er nodded and agreed.
At this time, several guards brought a round soft cushion, and the Holy Doctor asked Ling'er to sit on it.
"I am now starting to give the king acupuncture. There will be pain during the process, but no anesthetics can be used, otherwise it will affect the efficacy of the medicine. I hope the king will be patient." The holy doctor explained.
Linger nodded, sat upright on the mat, and closed her eyes slightly.
I saw the Holy Doctor take out a piece of leather with a silver needle inserted from the medicine box, and put a bottle of crimson medicine on the table. He took out the silver needle and lightly roasted it on the lit candle, added the crimson medicine, and then
Start applying acupuncture on Ling'er's acupuncture points.
After only three injections were inserted, Ling'er felt a stinging pain and sweat was forming on her forehead.
Everyone watched nervously, and the holy doctor continued to apply the needles again and again: "Only by pricking the acupuncture points can the medicine penetrate into the body. Please be patient, Lord."
Ling'er closed her eyes, bit her lip, and clenched her fists, feeling as if she was about to die from the pain.
Mochou was crying with distress on the side, and several others were also overwhelmed.
After the holy doctor administered the needle, he said to Ling'er: "Master, I am now giving you luck to help the medicine dissipate as soon as possible. I will offend you."
After saying that, he sat down behind Ling'er, raised his palm, pressed it against Ling'er's back, and channeled his inner energy to Ling'er.
Ling'er only felt warm currents pouring into his body. After combining with the medicine, it felt like there were tens of thousands of needles inserted deeply into his body, and it stung. White mist spread out from Ling'er's hair.
Ling'er couldn't bear it anymore and passed out. Everyone hurried forward. Mochou hugged Ling'er into his arms. The old holy doctor slowly put away his inner strength and comforted him: "Don't panic, everyone, this medicine is too powerful."
, the king will be fine if he rests for one night."
Yun Chu also stepped forward to help the old sage doctor and asked, "Will the king be able to speak tomorrow?"
The old sage doctor shook his head and said: "This poison has accumulated in the body of the king for ten years. If he wants to speak, he must have practiced martial arts at least four times. Although his body is not very weak, he cannot administer acupuncture continuously. He needs to do it every time."
Once every three days, it should take at least half a month."
When Mochou heard this, she cried: "Ling'er, you are so kind, why does God treat you like this? Why?"
Yuntian stepped forward and choked with sobs: "The king is already like this. Miss Mochou, don't be too sad. Let Yuntian carry the king to rest." After saying that, he took Ling'er and carried him to the inner hall. Mo Yan also took Mochou.
Help him up.
Yun Chu looked at all this with complicated eyes, feeling sorry for Ling'er while sighing at Mo Chou Mo Yan's loyalty.
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