I thought that due to Prince Jing's temperament, he would definitely not let Xia Yuanqiu visit the doctor in the middle of the night, and would only let the housekeeper try his luck. Unexpectedly, he actually invited the person over.
Prince Jing's face was so gloomy that he knocked her son unconscious with one palm as soon as he came in. The old lady began to regret again, regretting that she should not have provoked Prince Jing. He was famous for being a cold-faced murderer and disturbed his peace. Can I still get it
Xia Yuanqiu, who came in shortly after, saw this and quickly ordered his servants to lift Ming Shangshu up, place him in the Grand Master's chair, and use the same method to apply acupuncture to determine his pulse.
Soon, Ming Shangshu came to his senses. He saw Prince Jing with a gloomy face. He wanted to stand up and salute, but found that his body was weak and it was difficult to even raise his hand.
"I, what's wrong with me?" Ming Shangshu had met Yuan Qiu and knew that she was a miracle doctor. Naturally, he asked Xia Yuanqiu.
Xia Yuanqiu was also unambiguous and said directly: "This is the result of smoking Wuji Incense. Being greedy for temporary pleasure puts yourself in a situation of endless troubles."
Ming Shangshu was slightly surprised: "You also know about Wujixiang?"
Xia Yuanqiu snorted coldly: "I also know that your son also smoked Wuji Incense. He was in Dengxian Tower last time. If I hadn't been here, how would he be alive now?"
The Minister of the Ming Dynasty had heard about this, but he didn't expect that the doctor who saved his son that day was actually Xia Yuanqiu in front of him. If she was in a place like Dengxian Pavilion, then Prince Jing must also be there.
He secretly glanced at Prince Jing and saw that his brows were furrowed and his face was gloomy. He knew that he had made Prince Jing unhappy and he hated him.
"Master Ming, as an official of the imperial court, do you take our laws into your eyes and keep them in your heart?" Zhu Yanjun's eyes were half-squinted, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes.
Ming Shangshu's heart was slightly cold, and his body couldn't help but shudder. He trembled and said, "I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore!"
The old lady on the side felt very distressed when she saw her son in this state. She could no longer care about anything else. She stepped forward and knelt down in front of Xia Yuanqiu: "Miracle Doctor Xia, I beg you, please save him. Once you treat him well, no matter how hard you punish him, I won't say anything."
Yuan Qiu saw the old lady kneeling in front of him and hurriedly reached out to help her: "Old lady, don't worry. Since I'm here, I will take care of this matter. You get up and speak."
After hearing this, the old lady stood up wiping away tears, holding Yuan Qiu's hand and thanking her repeatedly: "Thank you, Divine Doctor Xia, thank you, Divine Doctor Xia."
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head and added: "Mr. Ming's condition is not a disease, but a disease caused by addiction after long-term addiction to Wuji Incense."
Although the old lady didn't know what Wujixiang was, she heard that it was definitely not a good thing. Thinking that her son was so old and still didn't know how to behave, and even went in and out of a brothel, and actually smoked this kind of thing, it was like putting her in a state of disgrace. This old face has been completely disgraced.
She glanced at Ming Shangshu, resisted the desire to step forward and slap him, turned to Xia Yuanqiu and said, "Then how can this addiction be cured?"
"He can only rely on himself and his strong willpower to restrain his desire to smoke Wuji Incense. Over time, this desire will gradually fade away until he quits it completely."
The Minister of the Ming Dynasty obviously knew the horror of this kind of addiction, and he quickly begged: "Doctor Xia, is there any prescription that can help me relieve the pain of addiction? This kind of pain is really, really unbearable. I'm afraid that I I can’t stand it!”