Chapter 1272

Mr. Zhang saw clearly and exclaimed, "Your Highness the prince!"

Wind Che has swept past, in the prince's body can fall to the ground that moment, pull people up, hold in the arms.

The prince's eyes were closed and he was short of breath.

The emperor was also surprised, "pass on the doctor!"

A little eunuch outside the hall turned and ran out. Not long after, the head of the Tai hospital trotted with him, panting and carrying a medicine box.

The crown prince was placed on the soft collapse. The doctor could not take care of putting down the medicine box, so he knelt down to feel his pulse, and his face became more and more dignified.

"How?"

Waiting for the doctor to let go, the emperor asked eagerly, and the concern on his face was obvious.

Although he didn't like to see the prince, he was his own son and his own prince. Naturally, he didn't want anything to happen to him.

The doctor lifted the prince's robe to reveal his knees.

Everyone took a breath, the knee was a little dark, the surrounding swelling was terrible.

"What's the matter?"

Feng Che knelt down and said, "the emperor atones for his sin. It's extremely cold in the cold city. When he got there, the prince didn't stop at all. He had been handling the funeral of the great prince. When we finished, we rushed back all the way. The prince didn't make a sound. I thought the injury on his leg was healed. I didn't expect that..."

"No!"

The doctor interrupted him and touched the prince's wound gently with his finger. "It's not that the wound is not good, but..."

He stopped, put down the medicine box, and carefully checked again, "it should be poisoning."

"Hiss!"

Mr. Zhang took a cold breath. Who is so bold as to poison the prince.

The emperor instantly fell on Fengche, and his eyes were furious. "Fengche, what's the matter?"

When he arrived at the cold city, his Highness's leg was not good, so we asked the old housekeeper of the prince's mansion to invite a doctor to treat the prince. Unexpectedly, he asked someone to act as a doctor and poison his Highness's medicine. It was too late for him to notice. Fortunately, I took a detoxification pill and gave him one, His highness never said that. I thought it was OK. Who knows... "

The emperor was very angry, "what about people?"

"Your Highness has dealt with it."

The emperor couldn't hold down the fire and kicked over the chair.

Everyone in the hall knelt down in fear.

The emperor will vent his anger on the head of the courtyard, "what are you still doing? Don't detoxify the prince quickly."

The head of the hospital trembled to open the medicine box, took out a detoxification pill and gave it to the crown prince. Then he looked at the wound carefully and knelt down tremblingly. "Your Highness's condition is not very good. I need to call another doctor for consultation."

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you call people back soon?"

The little eunuch ran to shout again, but after a while, some of the oldest eunuchs of the Taihu hospital all came over. Seeing the wound of the prince, they also gasped.

They went forward to look at each other, and their faces became more and more dignified.

After checking all of them, they got together again and discussed for half an hour. Then the head of the court came forward tremblingly, "the emperor, the minister and so on have negotiated to open a prescription and let his highness take it first."

The emperor waved his hand, and the head of the hospital turned back and ordered one of the doctors to say a few words. The doctor withdrew from the Yangxin hall and went to prepare the medicine himself. He cooked the medicine and brought it over.

The prince was in a coma and didn't know how to swallow. More than half of the soup was spilled out.

The emperor was furious and kicked a maid in the palace with one foot, "clumsy thing, pull it down!"

Before the palace maid could beg for mercy, she was covered and pulled down.

The hall of nourishing the heart fell into silence.

All the people who were waiting on him were afraid to speak out. The doctors raised their hearts and prayed that the prince would wake up, otherwise they would not be able to protect their heads.

Wind Che is also dignified, but also with a deep remorse.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters, three quarters, half an hour

The emperor's face became more and more ugly. The doctors began to feel weak and couldn't stand. They had to support each other so that they wouldn't collapse on the ground.

The prince's eyelashes moved.

The head of the hospital has been staring at the prince without blinking. When he saw it, he rubbed his eyes hard for fear that he would be dazzled.

It moved again.

He saw clearly and was overjoyed. He bent down and cried eagerly, "Your Highness, your highness..."

As soon as he called, the rest of the doctors followed.

"Shut up

The emperor roared.

The doctors immediately shut up.

Seems to be scared by the emperor's anger, the prince's eyelashes shake a few times, slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, wake up."

The doctors almost cried with joy.

"What's the matter with me?"

The head of the hospital replied, "the residual poison in your body has not been cleared, leading to the deterioration of the wound on your knee. Fortunately, you came back in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

The prince blinked and looked at the emperor, "it worries my father."

The emperor's face is still not good-looking, "you don't talk, let them give you pulse."

The crown prince held out his hand, and the doctors came to check the pulse one by one. After they finished, they looked at each other, and the head of the hospital reported, "the poison in your highness is extremely overbearing, and it can't be cured by medicine alone. We need to use silver needles to lead out the residual poison."

"What are you still doing? Why don't you start soon?"

The head of the hospital should have asked father-in-law Zhang to move a small table. He took out the needle cover and let it open on the small table to reveal the silver needle inside.

He picked up the longest one and said, "Your Highness, it may hurt a little. Please bear it."

The prince nodded.

At the head of the hospital, there were several big acupoints.

The more blue and purple the wound gathered.

The head of the hospital pricked the wound with a silver needle and quickly pulled it out. The black blood flowed out along the pinhole. A maid in waiting came to pick it up with her hands trembling.

The head of the hospital had a few more stitches.

People hold their breath, until there is a bright red blood, just quietly relieved.

The head of the hospital pulled out the needle and the blood stopped.

"It's OK. Your highness, the prince, will go back for a good rest. Don't move it easily. In half a month, it should be all right."

The emperor's face looked good. He told the palace people to send the prince back. He sat at the table and drank two cups of tea, which calmed his mood.

Looking up at Xiang Fengche, "do you know that Bo Hou of Yuan Dynasty wants to build an academy in Pingyang County?"

The breeze Che is obvious a Leng, "when matter?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes and sneered, "don't pretend to be confused with me. If you hadn't come up with an idea, the Marquis of Yuan Dynasty would have remembered to build an academy in Pingyang County?"

"Emperor, you have wronged Wei Chen. Wei Chen has never egged on Bo Hou of Yuan Dynasty, and he doesn't know that he has such a plan. If Wei Chen knows, he will persuade him that Pingyang County is very poor and can't earn much money from running an academy. It's better to do business with the princess and earn a little money."

"So you don't agree?"