"The Emperor will decide this matter. The Emperor hasn't woken up yet, so you are here making noises, hoping that the Emperor will never wake up again!" Ling Ruiyin shouted to Liang Jingxian sternly.
Liang Jingxian quickly lowered her head to admit her mistake and shouted in horror: "I don't dare!"
Ling Ruiyin glanced at her and chased her away coldly: "Since you don't dare, then give the Ai family some peace of mind, otherwise, be careful of the Ai family driving you back to Zhaoyang Palace."
Liang Jingxian reluctantly closed her mouth and stepped aside.
But he still stared at Shi Qingxue and Mo Junyang angrily.
Shi Qingxue curled her lips indifferently and did not look at Liang Jingxian at all.
She stepped forward to support Ling Ruiyin and persuaded in a soft voice: "Empress Dowager, please don't be anxious. Your Majesty has his own destiny, and nothing will happen to you. You must take care of yourself, otherwise I will see you when the Emperor is well." If you worry about him so much, you will definitely feel sad again!”
Ling Ruiyin was coaxed into finally showing a smile, and no longer refused Qingxue's support, sitting on the chair next to the bed.
He sighed heavily and said helplessly, "I hope everything is as you said!"
"I will definitely do it!" Shi Qingxue replied firmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the little eunuch outside shouted loudly: "The doctor Shen is here!"
Ling Ruiyin was immediately overjoyed and shouted: "Hurry up!"
Shen Luo was immediately pushed to the front and asked to see Mo Xiangbin.
Fortunately, the person who announced the decree told him the general situation in advance, so he was not confused.
He felt Mo Xiangbin's pulse, then opened Mo Xiangbin's eyelids to check, then picked up the medicine bowl on the side, dipped some of it with his little finger and put it on his tongue to lick.
Then he turned to ask An Lin, the envoy of Xiang Taiyuan Hospital, "Is this medicine for treating stroke?"
Although An Lin was the one who was robbed of his job, he didn't complain at all about Shen Luo's arrival. Instead, he welcomed Shen Luo's arrival.
He nodded quickly and explained the prescription in detail.
Then he said with a grimace: "Your Majesty's current symptoms are obviously a stroke. The prescription I just prescribed is also a prescription commonly used to treat strokes in Tai Hospital. It should be effective, but..."
But Mo Xiangbin can't even take a sip of medicine now!
All the imperial doctors expressed their inability to do anything.
Shen Luo frowned, looked at the medicine bowl in his hand, and then turned to look at the sleeping Mo Xiangbin.
After thinking for a moment, he handed over to Ling Ruiyin and said, "Your Majesty, given the emperor's physical condition at this time, ordinary medicine methods may not be effective. If your Majesty does not object, the common people can give the emperor acupuncture to let him wake up first. I wonder if the empress would agree to follow-up treatment?"
How did Ling Ruiyin know this? Seeing that all the doctors were helpless, he put all his hopes on Shen Luo.
Naturally, he did not refuse and nodded repeatedly, "The Ai family believes in the medical skills of Divine Doctor Shen. Now the Ai family has entrusted the emperor's life to you. This is related to the safety of the country's country. Please be sure to cure the emperor, Divine Doctor Shen!"
After Shen Luo came down, he took out his commonly used needle pack directly from his pocket.
Spread out on the bed, all the imperial doctors wisely made way for him, and they were all waiting not far from him, always waiting for his instructions.
I saw Shen Luo skillfully inserting needles into several major and key points of Mo Xiangbin, from head to toe.
About two-quarters of an hour later, Mo Xiangbin had been stabbed with needles, but there was still no reaction at all.
As if dead.
Not to mention Ling Ruiyin and the others were impatient as they waited, even the knowledgeable doctors looked anxious.
But no one spoke rashly. If Shen Luo was really disturbed at this juncture and something happened, no one would be able to bear the blame.
After Shen Luo got the injection, he compared the prescription given by An Lin, made some modifications and improvements, and drafted a new prescription.
Then he handed it to An Lin and said, "The common people have prepared another prescription, and please ask the hospital envoy to review it."
An Lin and others took it and took a look. The last bit of dissatisfaction disappeared.
He was full of praise for how well Shen Luo prepared this prescription!
Shen Luo deserved it and was not humble.
After only waiting for about a quarter of an hour, he walked back to the bed and started to pull out the needle.
The order of removing the needles is exactly the opposite of the order of applying the needles, starting from the feet to the head.
Everyone's eyes were also fixed on the movements of Shen Luo's hands, which moved from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.
When Shen Luo was about to pull out the last needle, everyone felt a breath stuck in their chests, as if the air around them had stagnated.
"Cough... cough!"
As soon as Shen Luo retracted his hand, a heavy coughing sound came from the bed.
At first, everyone was still stunned and did not react.
It was Shen Luo who helped Mo Xiangbin sit up, gently patted Mo Xiangbin's back, and persuaded him: "Your Majesty, you are so angry that you must cough it out. Don't hold it in."
Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they all gathered around and asked with concern.
"Your Majesty (Father), are you okay?"
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"
The chatter almost pushed Shen Luo out of the bed.
In the end, Shen Luo couldn't stand it and said coldly, "The emperor needs to rest, please be quiet!"
The doctor warned that even though everyone present was the top dignitary of Mo Country, they all calmed down and kept silent obediently, not daring to say anything more.
The only sound left in the whole room was Mo Xiangbin's heartbreaking cough.
After a while, Mo Xiangbin finally regained his composure, but he was still a little confused.
Staring at the same concerned expressions next to the bed, he asked confusedly: "What's wrong with me?"
Shen Luo gave a professional explanation: "You have been suffering from severe mood swings these days, and you haven't had enough rest. In addition, you have been working hard for a long time before, and all kinds of minor problems have accumulated. Just now, you failed to recover, which led to a small stroke. .
Although you have woken up now, you still need a long period of recuperation and rest before your body will gradually get better. "
"As Divine Doctor Shen said, Father, you must take care of your dragon body!" Mo Junhao took the lead in pushing past everyone and came to the bedside, looking at Mo Xiangbin with concern.
Not to be outdone, Liang Jingxian also pushed aside several imperial doctors and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty, how do you feel now? Do you still need the imperial doctors to check your pulse again?"
After all, I still don't trust Shen Luo's medical skills.
Mo Xiangbin's mind was still a mess, and it was already hard enough to listen to Shen Luo's words, but as a result, there was still a harsh buzzing sound coming from the side from time to time.
He felt a splitting headache and interrupted them angrily, "Shut up!"
Everyone suddenly turned into ducks with their necks strangled, and their voices suddenly stopped.
Mo Xiangbin took a breath, and the memories before he fell into coma slowly returned to his mind. He couldn't help but clenched his fists, raised his head suddenly, and asked everyone: "Jiur, is he really..."
Even though Mo Xiangbin showed how angry he was towards Mo Junjiu at first.
In the face of life and death, he is just an ordinary father.
The pain of losing a child is heartbreaking.
Even a grown man like Mo Xiangbin couldn't say the word 'death' and was already choked with sobs.
No one dared to respond. You looked at me, I looked at you, and then they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Finally, Ling Ruiyin spoke in a warm voice: "Your Majesty, you just need to have a good rest and take good care of your health. Don't worry about other things. Just leave it to the people below for now!"
This was tantamount to a disguised admission of the fact that Mo Junjiu was dead.
Mo Xiangbin felt dizzy again, but this time he straightened his back and was not noticed.
Only when he was dizzy did he raise his hands to cover his face, as if he didn't want to see anyone, and said in a hoarse voice: "You all should go out first! I want to have a good rest."
Ling Ruiyin wanted to offer some words of comfort, but Mo Xiangbin's attitude was obviously unwilling to talk more.
She had no choice but to leave two young eunuchs to serve her, and asked all the doctors to wait outside. Then she led everyone out of the palace worriedly.
As soon as everyone walked out of the palace door, Mo Xiangbin suddenly said, "Yang'er, don't leave yet, come here."
Everyone present was stunned, and even Mo Junyang's eyes flashed with surprise.
However, Mo Xiangbin didn't give everyone a chance to question, and directly called Xiaoquanzi and issued an eviction order.
No matter how curious everyone was about Mo Xiangbin's purpose of leaving Mo Junyang behind, they could only tap their feet and walk out of the palace.
Shi Qingxue was about to go back to Shi's house for a visit, but was intercepted by Mo Junhao in the Royal Garden.
"I wonder if the Fourth Highness has any advice?" Shi Qingxue was not willing to deal with Mo Junhao, and even her tone of voice was unabashedly cold.
Mo Junhao seemed as if he couldn't feel it. The smile on Jun's face was gentle and affectionate, "We just worked together not long ago, and Sister Xue promised to owe me a favor. How come we haven't seen each other for a day, and Sister Xue is so cold to me?"
Shi Qingxue already understood Mo Junhao's character thoroughly, and was not surprised at all that he suddenly "repayed his kindness" at this time.
Just ask calmly and coldly: "What do you want?"
She didn't try to deny what she had said - she did owe Mo Junhao a favor regarding Dong Hui, and she was willing to repay it - but if Mo Junhao wanted more, it would be gone.
Mo Junhao also wanted to close the distance between him and Qingxue, so he deliberately did not say what he thought, but instead said with a fake smile: "Look at what sister Xue said, I just want to get closer to you, I don't really want any reward!
My friendship with Sister Xue can be learned from heaven and earth, and Sister Xue should know it! "
Shi Qingxue stopped talking.
She couldn't help but think of some past events: If she had heard Brother Hao, whom she admired and admired the most, express his feelings to her so openly, wouldn't she have been really happy
Then throwing yourself into Mo Junhao's arms without hesitation is equivalent to pushing yourself into the abyss.
"Tsk!" Shi Qingxue let out a low sigh.
She did not answer Mo Junhao's words, but there was a mocking smile on her face involuntarily.
No words were used, but the irony and contempt was conveyed clearly enough.
No matter how thick-skinned Mo Junhao was, he still felt a little embarrassed when facing Shi Qingxue like this.
He was frozen there, unable to continue talking alone.
Shi Qingxue ignored Mo Junhao for a while, and finally had enough of seeing the other person's hypocritical face, and then slowly said: "Qingxue promised to owe His Highness a favor, and he will keep his word. If His Highness needs anything from Qingxue, Qingxue will do it himself." You should try your best..."
But that has to be within a reasonable range!
Shi Qingxue didn't say the rest of the sentence, but the cold look on her face said everything.
Mo Junhao choked and was speechless for a long time.
His original idea was to first use Dong Hui's incident to draw Qingxue into a relationship, then use their beautiful past to awaken Mo Junhao's love for him, and finally bring up their marriage...
Everything goes as planned!
However, Shi Qingxue's indifference and alienation directly caused him to fail in the beginning.
Mo Junhao could see clearly that Shi Qingxue really didn't like him this time, even to the point of disgust.
There is no room for change.
Mo Junhao's eyes suddenly became cold, and he stared at Shi Qingxue closely, but his voice suddenly became cold. "Sister Xue is really infatuated with Prince Mo, and she is so dismissive of my advances.
I just wonder if Prince Mo will be able to repay your efforts equally in the future? After all, you were willing to lie to the imperial grandmother for him? "