Chapter 170

On this day, Li Shiyuan didn't stay much and left in a hurry after lunch.

Mu Cen naturally knows that the emperor is seriously ill, so he knows Li Shiyuan's busyness very well. In this way, Mu CEN is more comfortable than facing Li Shiyuan every day when he is away.

She was not in a hurry to leave.

It was not until the evening that Mu Cen stood up and left the teahouse calmly.

He Xiang had been used to it for a long time. When he saw Mu Cen coming out, he took an umbrella and followed him.

During the Lunar New Year's day, it snowed for several days. During this time, the snow began to melt gradually, and the sky was still drizzling, which made it more and more frozen.

Mu Cen shrank for a moment, hid himself in his cloak, covered his head with his hat, and walked on the market in Kyoto with small steps.

The market quieted down.

He Xiang followed carefully: "Miss, be careful, the ground is a little wet and slippery."

Mu Cen was still walking towards the depth of the North Lane.

"Miss, you can ask the people in the hospital to take the medicine to the palace. There's no need for you to take it yourself." He Xiang began to persuade Mu Cen.

Mu Cen explained: "some things, you can do them safely."

He Xiang looks at Mu Cen with a feeling of incomprehension.

Mu Cen didn't go on.

If you don't want Hexiang to be involved too much, you can't let Hexiang know too much. Otherwise, once the incident happens, Mu Cen can't guarantee that he will be able to push Hexiang to a safe place.

She sank, and her step was a little faster, and she soon arrived at the hospital.

Mu Cen didn't go in through the side door of the hospital, but went in along the main door of the hospital.

When Feng Changyang saw Mu Cen, he was relieved, but he didn't say anything on the surface. He immediately welcomed Mu Cen to the back. They didn't talk and quickly walked behind the curtain.

"Miss, if you don't come again, the slave will really show up." Feng Changyang shook his head and complained, "since the slave beat out the reputation of the hospital according to your request, there are countless people who come to the hospital every day, and the frivolity is not at home. The slave is not at that level and can't see it."

It's true that fengchangyang understands medical theory, but it doesn't mean fengchangyang can cure all kinds of diseases.

It's Mu Cen who can deal with all the problems well.

But in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Mu Cen seldom appeared in the hospital. At first, Feng Changyang put up a sign, but he couldn't bear the people who came for questioning.

"Before it's time, the hospital doesn't have to pick up people as before." Mu Cen calmly said, "Uncle Feng, your purpose is not for these patients, but to wait for the emperor's people to come to you, and you can enter the palace smoothly."

"The news these days should be in the palace. When you were away, there were several groups of people in the palace, as if they were testing something. " Feng Changyang truthfully reported the situation.

"Testing if the ghost hand is here." Mu Cen didn't hide it.

Feng Changyang's brow twisted: "but the ghost hand is really not there. Even the master couldn't find the ghost hand that year."

"It's not the key that the ghost hand grandfather can't find it. I spread the news, bring people in and send you to the palace smoothly. If my guess is right, it should be within one month. If the palace comes, just pretend it. Don't break it, but don't explain it. "

Mu Cen explained it carefully.

Feng Changyang nodded: "I know. But I entered the palace smoothly. The emperor's illness and the imperial doctor in the palace made me afraid of... "

"Don't worry about that. I'll find a chance to enter the palace. I'll also give you the prescriptions I need to prescribe every day. As for those imperial doctors, you can just pick up the words that are not clear to them. If they don't understand them, you can explain them casually. If you don't have a disordered foundation, there won't be any problems. After all, your appearance is not from these traditional medical schools. "

Mu Cen said it directly.

To control justice by disorder.

Although desperate, but in a period of time is effective.

The emperor won't last long this time. Less than half a year after the draft, he will die.

Fengchangyang will not be in the palace for a long time, and naturally it is impossible to expose any vest.

"Yes, I know." Wind Changyang respectful response.

Mu Cen just walked behind the curtain. Feng Changyang went in with Mu Cen. When the people waiting outside saw the movement behind the curtain, they immediately became excited.

The sound is one after another.

Mu Cen felt his pulse through the curtain, and talked with Feng Changyang about the disease and the prescription. Feng Changyang took the place of Mu Cen.

Until the night, the talents in the hospital left one after another. Gradually, the hospital recovered its usual peace.

After the last person left, Feng Changyang closed the door of the hospital.

Mu Cen came out from behind the curtain and sat down for two hours. Her waist was sore and she couldn't help stretching.

And the wind Changyang has quickly put a package of medicine into the hands of Mu Cen: "Miss, this is the dosage of the seven days."

Mu Cen Er voice, light of took over, stuffed in his waist.

Then, Feng Changyang handed another package of medicine to Mu Cen: "this is the tranquilizing medicine you want."

"Thank you, uncle Feng." Thanks, Muchen.

"You're welcome, miss. This is what a slave should do." Feng Changyang waved his hand, then looked outside the hospital, "it's very late, you must pay attention to safety when you go back."

"I will." Mu Cen nodded.

Feng Changyang didn't send Mu Cen away. Mu Cen pushed open the door of the hospital, put on the veil and walked out of the hospital quietly.

The hospital is deep in the North Lane. In the dead of night, the North Lane is empty. The wind and rain are mixed together, which makes people feel scared.

He Xiang is holding an umbrella and carefully follows Mu Cen.

Mu Cen walked quietly, and every step was very cautious.

Until he walked out of the North Lane, Mu Cen's heart relaxed. Before, in the North Lane, it was clear that someone followed him, but he was silent.

Mu Cen did not gnaw.

She couldn't guess who the man was.

Subconsciously, Mu Cen thinks that this is Li Shiyuan, but mu Cen's understanding of Li Shiyuan, Li Shiyuan does not need to hide in front of himself.

He could come out freely, just like Li Shiyuan asked directly when he was in a teahouse during the day.

So mu Cen didn't change his face, as if he didn't know what happened around him.

Obviously, until Mu Cen left the North Lane, the person in the dark never appeared.

When the enemy is in the dark, the tension is self-evident.

It's just that Mu Cen doesn't show up on the surface.

After walking to the market, Mu Cen's steps quickly, quietly walking towards the direction of King Mu's house, suddenly——