"Nonsense! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a living being, how could we not be able to feel his pulse?" Shen Xihe's face turned cold and he shouted harshly.
Both the doctor and Xiao Changyan's staff fell to their knees with a thud, their hearts were in turmoil. They both had some achievements in medicine, one had treated countless difficult and complicated cases, and the other had studied under a famous doctor.
It was unbelievable and unheard of that a living person had no pulse, which made them shudder with fear.
"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns..." The unconscious Xiao Huayong muttered these two lines of poetry intermittently and over and over again, like a person in a daze due to a high fever. However, Xiao Huayong's face was pale as usual, without the slightest flush.
There is clearly no disease.
"Mo Yuan, go and bring Zhenzhu back, and then go get a doctor. Call all the doctors in the county." Shen Xihe ordered loudly, her urgency was obvious.
In the end, Shen Xihe invited all the doctors they could. Even after Zhenzhu was brought back, they still couldn't feel Xiao Huayong's pulse, which almost scared her to death. She didn't know anything in advance, but fortunately at the critical moment she remembered that Sui Axi had mentioned it to her, and she felt relieved.
A group of people were kneeling inside and outside the house, all of them looked frightened and had fear in their eyes.
Shen Xihe was furious, and Xiao Changyan and Xiao Changqing didn't know how to persuade him.
"They are all quacks. What's the point of keeping them?" Shen Xihe's face was cold and the gloom in his eyes was frightening.
Some doctors kneeling under the eaves suddenly felt the cold wind in the rain, and their backs suddenly felt chilled. They saw the guards with swords in their hands striding out with the swords at their waists, and without saying a word, they took a few doctors on the edge and dragged them away.
This scene frightened some doctors to the point of fainting, and some doctors lost control of their bladders. Only one doctor seemed to have a quick wit. Seeing the guards trying to grab his arm, he suddenly jumped up and said, "Your Highness is fine—"
He shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention. Even the guards who were about to drag people away stopped.
"Bring the person in." Shen Xihe's voice came coldly from inside the house.
The young doctor swallowed his saliva, afraid but ready to die, and followed the guards inside with a stiff neck.
"What did you mean just now?" Shen Xihe asked in a deep voice.
The young doctor was lying on the ground, and all he could see was a light purple skirt with an extremely exquisite and complicated pattern outlined with silk thread. A crescent-shaped apricot-colored shawl fell lightly on it. He suddenly stuttered: "Reply...Reply to the Crown Princess's Palace... Your Highness... I have heard, I have heard... that someone was possessed by a god and could revive a living person without a pulse..."
"Do you know what crime you will be charged for talking nonsense, making up rumors, and slandering the crown prince?" Shen Xihe glanced at the person in front of him.
She arranged for someone to take the opportunity to say what she had arranged in advance, but the person in front of her was not the person she arranged.
“Your Highness, I am not talking nonsense. I have seen symptoms like the Crown Prince’s in a book before…” the young doctor said tremblingly.
"What book? Where is it?" Shen Xihe asked.
The young doctor hesitated, and suddenly a cold sword came and hit his neck. He shuddered and said in one breath: "I have the Book of Strange Dreams in my house!"