Shen Ning looks at Mo Chuan with doubts in her eyes.
"What's wrong with me? Am I ill? "
She has forgotten what happened before. She only remembers talking about the past things with Mo Chuan. Then she seems to fall asleep. When she wakes up, she finds that the room is full of people.
"You..." Mo Chuan looked at her and swallowed the words to her mouth. Her eyes were so complicated that she couldn't understand.
Zhang Taiyi felt the pulse for a long time and saw that all the people around him were pinched by Shen Ning.
Even Zhang Taiyi himself, his forehead is also cold sweat.
Shen Ning can see clearly, but she is surprised and suspicious. She is really sick. Is she still seriously ill?
"What's wrong with me, Doctor Zhang?"
Seeing Doctor Zhang's hesitation, she changed her left pulse into her right one. Shen Ning could not hold her breath any longer and asked directly.
"This, this This... "
Zhang Taiyi's face was strange and faltered, and his eyes were evasive, not opposite to her.
This makes Shen Ning more confused.
You can't have an incurable disease, can you?
Mo Chuan said in a deep voice: "Zhang Taiyi, what disease did the queen have?"
"This Please forgive me for my shallow medical skills. I can't see it. "
Zhang Taiyi's body was shocked, stepped back a few steps and bowed to answer.
"Can't you tell?" Mo Chuan incredible stare at him: "too hospital is your highest medical skill, how can you not see out?"
"Well, I'm old. I can't feel the pulse. Please ask the doctor of the emperor's sect to feel the pulse of the empress." Zhang's back was soaked with sweat.
"Good, then change to a doctor, you come!" Mo Chuan represses his anger and points to an imperial physician.
The great doctor was in his thirties. He had been waiting for an opportunity to show up. He made a big splash. He saw that the emperor ordered him to check the pulse for the queen. He secretly told me that heaven would help me.
He respectfully came forward, first put a square silk handkerchief on Shen Ning's wrist, and then took a hand to feel pulse.
This is the rule of the imperial physician to examine the pulse of the women in the imperial palace. Because he is old, he does not need to be like him.
"Eh?"
After only touching for a moment, the middle-aged doctor frowned, as if he had encountered some problems.
"What's the matter?" Mo Chuan stares at him.
The middle-aged doctor's body trembled, his eyes showed an incredible color, but he looked at Shen Ning.
"Empress Huang and empress, have you been sleepy recently
"Not bad." Shen Ning nods.
"It's been like this for more than two months?"
"Yes." Shen Ning nods again.
"Appetite sometimes good and sometimes bad, sometimes eat more, sometimes eat less?"
"Well."
Shen Ning looks at the middle-aged doctor and feels a little funny.
She herself is a disciple of Gu Qingze, the most famous doctor in the world. In terms of medical skills, she is not necessarily inferior to these imperial doctors. She knows whether she is sick or not, but these doctors are on pins and needles, as if she has some incurable disease.
The middle-aged doctor's face changed. He took a few steps back and looked frightened.
"The emperor forgives me, but I can't see what's wrong with the empress. Please send someone else."
"You don't see it?"
Mo Chuan's face has been difficult to see the extreme, he was not easy to suppress the anger in the heart, there is no breach curse.
What are these doctors doing? They can't even feel their pulse!
"Well, you come!" He asked another doctor.
After the doctor passed the pulse, his expression was the same as that of the former doctor. He was strange, surprised and incredible.
"Pardon the emperor, forgive the emperor."
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