Chapter 194: It seems that the miracle doctor is in the deep palace

"Young Master Chen, this is Wensi Pavilion, it is the residence of Emperor Anning. You are here and wait, and the family will go and report it first."

Yang Jian went straight inside and said carefully: "Your Highness, Your Majesty, you specially asked Mr. Chen to treat you."

Princess An Ning returned to the bedroom one step faster than them. She came out from behind the hall and sat dignifiedly on the soft couch, saying, "Tell him to come in."

Chen Ao heard it clearly outside. Before Yang Jian could go out and shout, he ran in excitedly, without waiting for Yang Jian to call, without looking like an imperial doctor at all, so he walked away and said loudly: "Princess... No, Your Highness, Chen Ao comes in by himself, there is no need to bother Eunuch Yang. Eunuch Yang runs up and down, it's too hard."

When An Ning saw him, her eyes seemed much brighter and she said, "Are you scolded in Wenjing Pavilion just now?" She asked knowingly, and her eyes looked at Chen Ao curiously.

Chen Ao said with a stern face: "Your Highness, I am here to see a doctor and I can't sing lyrics for you, so don't talk to students now. As soon as you say it, students will be overwhelmed with literary thoughts and can't help but write lyrics. Late down quickly, the students will take your pulse first."

An Ning burst into laughter and lay obediently on the couch.

Chen Ao asked Yang Jian: "Eunuch Yang, do you have a red rope here?"

Yang Jian said: "What do you want to do with the red rope?"

Chen Ao looked surprised: "Didn't the palace say that when taking the pulse of a female family member, you should take the pulse from the air? It's the kind that wraps the female family member's pulse with a red rope on one end and holds the other end in the doctor's hand?"

Yang Jian thought for a while and shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of the zodiac family. What? Does Mr. Chen know how to take the pulse like this? That's great. I'll ask someone to find a red rope to prevent you from blaspheming the emperor."

Chen Ao quickly shook his head like a rattle and said with confidence: "I don't know, either, I just asked casually."

Yang Jian laughed dryly, speechless.

Chen Ao walked to the couch and watched Princess An Ning half lying on the couch, her breasts undulating, and her pretty face was ashamed, which was so moving.

He moved a little Jindun to sit in front of the couch. Chen Ao was at a loss for the first time and didn't know where to start. He smiled at Princess Anning and said hilariously: "Your Highness, the imperial doctor in the palace should take his pulse, should you cover your wrists with a layer of gauze?"

Princess An Ning frowned and couldn't help saying in her heart: "Take the pulse and take the pulse. I've never seen anyone chattering like this." Then she shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

"Oh." Chen Ao nodded, relieved now, and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't know either. There is no way. The students' medical skills are simple, so they have to desecrate His Royal Highness a little."

It was originally a very natural thing. It was a normal thing to take the pulse, but after Shen Ao talked nonsense, it seemed like this guy was sincerely trying to take advantage of it. Princess An Ning's pretty face turned red and she said aggrievedly: "I...I don't want to take the pulse."

Chen Ao immediately raised his face and said, "Can the disease be cured without taking the pulse? Don't you want to sing? Only after taking the pulse can the disease be cured. As a pathologist with both virtue and art, students have the responsibility and obligation to take the pulse for Your Highness."

Chen Ao did not dare to call himself a doctor, but transformed himself into a pathologist. He closed his eyes and said, "Your Highness, why don't the students close their eyes and take their pulse for you to save you from being embarrassed." Hey, it was a little wrong. How could he touch a layer of silk? But the silk was soft and comfortable in front of it, and there was a feeling of maternal love.

An Ning coughed and said timidly: "Young Master Chen, You Are the One Who Makes the Wrong Place."

Chen Ao opened his eyes and glanced. He was sweating and a little embarrassed. He actually put it on An Ning's breasts. No wonder he was so elastic and so comfortable to touch. Chen Ao quickly said apologetically: "Missage, mistake." He stopped closing his eyes anymore, and gently pinched An Ning's wrist with his fingers, feeling her pulse and breathing.

Yang Jian saw it and coughed desperately. He had nothing to say to Chen Ao. He quickly pretended that he had seen nothing and stopped him from his head.

Chen Ao closed his eyes and touched his chin with his other hand, showing the demeanor of a famous doctor. In fact, this pulse is just a gimmick. Don’t all the famous doctors on TV take the pulse? If they don’t take it, they will seem unprofessional. In fact, he really knows nothing about this industry, so he can only fool them first.

An Ning blushed and said, "Chen Ao, it seems that your pulse is wrong."

Chen Ao opened his mouth: "Not right? Then what should I do?"

An Ning said: "You should gently put your index finger on my wrist and don't press it hard, as the pulse will be messy. The imperial physician will come to take my pulse every day, and I think they do this."

Chen Ao's face turned red and he said seriously: "I'm different from theirs to take the pulse. This is my exclusive secret recipe." In fact, he was guilty and became a doctor after a long illness. This principle is indeed good. The little girl's medical level is obviously higher than that of her buddies, so it's better to be cautious.

In fact, there is no need to take a pulse. Chen Ao already knew where her condition was. It turned out to be acute pharyngitis. Because she took the Jindan at that time, the imperial doctors went to take the pulse. The pulse was naturally disordered. In addition, the symptoms of taking the Jindan overlapped with the throat symptoms. Even if the imperial doctors had great skills, they could not diagnose it. So, the imperial doctors did not dare to take the medicine, and most of them were to get some harmless tonics. Anyway, as long as they didn't take the death, they would always fool them.

As a result, a common minor illness gradually became chronic and became more and more serious, so that it was about to cough to the point of suffocation.

After taking the pulse, Chen Ao and kindly patted An Ning's forearm and said, "You are a throat disease, but it doesn't matter. After taking the students' medicine, it will be completely cured in three or five months." He said to Yang Jian, "Eunuch Yang, bring paper and pen, I'll prescription."

Seeing Chen Ao so sure, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Okay." Then he hurriedly asked someone to come over with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said, "Chen Ao, if the emperor is really cured, the family will surely have great benefits."

Chen Ao said purely: "Does Your Majesty want me to be the prince consort?" After asking, his face turned red, and he forgot that the princess was also on the side.

Seeing that he was talking nonsense again, Yang Jian didn't dare to talk to him anymore, and smiled embarrassedly: "You'd better write a prescription quickly."

Chen Ao secretly glanced at Princess An Ning, and saw her deliberately facing her face towards the wall, her shoulders trembled slightly, probably because she was shy.

Chen Ao couldn't help but think that this princess is pretty good and has a good temperament! In Shen Ao's impression, the princesses should be very rude.

I wrote some prescriptions randomly, most of which were medicines to moisten the throat and clear the lungs. Then I put down my pen and said, "Okay, follow my prescription and take it three times a day. If I cough again, I'll take it again."

As he said that, Chen Ao said to An Ning: "Your Highness, the student has said goodbye."

"Yeah." An Ning looked back, her eyes were full of blushing, and she opened her mouth: "Are you leaving now?"

Chen Ao shouted in his heart, I want to stay here too! But when he remembered the emperor's warning that he was not allowed to sing obscene lyrics, he shrank his neck and said with a smile: "It's so late, I'm afraid it's too late if I don't leave. Your Highness, you should rest well and don't work too hard. If I have the chance, I will come again."

The night passed like this, and the good New Year's Eve was destroyed by these many things at once. Chen Ao was hung off the palace wall at night. When he returned to his mansion, he first reported his safety to his husband and wife, and then went back to the house to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was the Chinese New Year. Firecrackers crackled in the streets and snow. In the wind and snow, children were running around the streets. When someone was in their home, they jumped to the door to say some festive words. The hosts were always generous at this time and took out all kinds of pastries and candies to comfort them.

Kong Ding and Kong Jing also came once with the little shaman Shi Xiaohu. As soon as the Chinese New Year comes, all the karma will be gone. However, the monks are busy. The wealthy families always ask some monks to recite a few scriptures to bless this year's peace. After reciting the scriptures, they went to Chen Ao's house to sit. They both mentioned the art exams, saying that Chen Ao's calligraphy and painting are certain in high school. Shi Xiaohu tilted his head and wrapped Chen Ao around him and folded the plane. Chen Ao was also in a good mood. He accompanied the little shaman for a while. Kong Ding and Kong Jing were rare not to scold the little disciple. After a while, the three of them bid farewell to Chen Ao Yiyi. Kong Ding told Chen Ao to sit in the temple. Chen Ao naturally agreed, touched Shi Xiaohu's smooth head and laughed: "Give you something good next time."

Shi Xiaohu crossed his hands and stared at Chen Ao and said, "You are lying to me. Last time you said you wanted to give me candied haws, but it hasn't been a few months."

Chen Ao looked stern: "Where will I go to find you candied haws at this time? All the people who sell candied haws have been reunited. Didn't you give you so much pastry?"

Shi Xiaohu tilted his head, as if he felt it was reasonable, so he said happily: "Then come to the temple to see me."

After sending this shaky little novice away, Chen Ao took the opportunity to go to Suiyashanfang again. When he arrived at Suiyashanfang, he said some auspicious words and took Chun'er to a secluded place to have a deep affection. It's a pity that Chun'er's mind is full of business affairs and accounting matters. He said that this year's profits are already quite good. Next year, he will look for several branches everywhere, and also hire labor, how much money is the monthly money, how much food is used, and how much purchases are used. After calculation, Chen Ao's head is quite big. He has always been shocked by the numbers, but just smiled and said, "Chun'er, don't be tired. It's the New Year, will your family be unhappy if you are not around?"

Chun'er said shyly: "Brother Shen came to see me, Chun'er was very happy, but Young Master Lu missed his family very much and was depressed in the room."

Chen Ao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go see him first."

Lu Zhizhang's bedroom was still messy, the door was covered with a faint door, Chen Ao was not polite at all. When he went straight in, he saw a man leaning against the window sill. The breeze blew, and his hair and the manuscript against the window were flying, very elegant. On the tummy face, there was a pair of deep and melancholy eyes, and he always looked out the window without looking back. He supported his body, put one hand on his head and the other hand on his pen, and there was a scent of ink all over his body. When he heard Chen Ao cough, he slowly looked back. He was not surprised by Chen Ao's arrival, and said with a melancholy: "Cousin, will you achieve something if you keep writing like this?"

Chen Ao said loudly: "You know, achievement is nothing. Even if you have the reputation of the ages, it is very likely. Xiao Zhangzhang, your story is getting better and better. Look at the sales of Suiya Weekly, it has soared more than three times. If this continues, everyone in the world will know your story."

There were tears in Lu Zhizhang's eyes: "But I miss home."

Chen Aomoran, the eldest young master is the eldest young master after all. If you are so spoiled by people at home, you will naturally have a great attachment to that family.

Lu Zhizhang wiped his tears and gritted his teeth and said, "But I can't go back now. Once I return to Hongzhou, I will become the eldest young master who is waiting to die. I want to achieve something and make people look at him with admiration. Cousin..." He turned around and held Chen Ao's hand and said, "If one day, Lu Zhizhang can be completely renewed, I must repay you well."

Chen Ao's hand was shaken excitedly by Lu Zhizhang, and almost burst into tears!

A brand new look? Your beard looks like you are exchanging the old with new ones!

Chen Ao encouraged him, "Little Zhangzhang, work hard!" He pulled out his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"Well, work hard!" Lu Zhizhang looked back at the street scene outside the window, his eyes firm and vivid, as if he wanted to announce his mood to the whole world. When he turned around, he wanted to say that my cousin had an idea, but when he saw it, Chen Ao disappeared.
Chapter completed!