Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Zhu Xiurong was very sad at first, but when she listened to Fang Jifan's words with suspicion, she couldn't laugh or cry, she couldn't help but said: "Really?"

Fang Jifan said righteously, "It's fake."

"..." Zhu Xiurong felt a little sad again.

Fang Jifan said eloquently: "I just said that, only brazen traitors will flatter their beards and have a good waist. If you insist on saying it is incomparably sacred, in fact, your majesty is also a person of flesh and blood. How can it be so amazing? His waist is the same as your minister's." , and it’s broken, just like people get sores. Now that the kidney is cut off, it can be regarded as getting rid of the serious harm in the body. I think that as long as your majesty can survive it, your body will be fine, so your highness doesn’t have to Worry, nothing will happen. The rotten flesh of a person is cut off, and there is only benefit."

Zhu Xiurong was a little dizzy, staring at Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan looked very calm, which seemed to give her a little confidence, she nodded: "Yes."

Fang Jifan said: "Also, in the future, if there is any guy who talks nonsense like golden, great fortune, son of heaven, etc. without saying anything, you must be careful to guard against him. Nine out of ten such people are Treacherous villain."

"Yeah." Zhu Xiurong's pretty face recovered some blood, and after thinking about it, "I only believe in you."

"This..." Fang Jifan's body trembled, and this sentence seemed to make him full of energy: "Your Highness entrusted him with such trust, I feel ashamed and feel a great responsibility."

Outside, I heard Zhu Houzhao's voice: "Old Fang, where is Lao Fang?"

Fang Jifan and Zhu Xiurong looked at each other, Fang Jifan hurriedly got up and bowed to Zhu Xiurong silently.

Zhu Xiurong seemed to understand Fang Jifan very well, and nodded to him.

Fang Jifan came out of the hut, and as soon as he closed the door, he saw the crown prince approaching. Zhu Houzhao said aggressively, "Beast, what are you doing here?"

Fang Jifan had no expression on his face. He must not give in to someone like Zhu Houzhao. Fang Jifan immediately burst into anger: "What I do is to visit Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

"..." Zhu Houzhao never imagined that Fang Jifan would dare to say such a thing so confidently.

Fang Jifan scolded angrily: "The princess is worried about your majesty, heartbroken, you are a brother, you don't care about it, is the prince worthy of being a brother? I don't know where you died, I look for you everywhere, see you and my brother For the sake of this, I'm here to comfort Her Royal Highness, what's wrong?"

"..." Zhu Houzhao blushed slightly: "I am also very upset..."

"Your Highness, His Majesty's life is dying now. His Highness is the pillar and the head of the family. There are the Empress Dowager and Zhang Niangniang on the top, and His Royal Highness the Princess. Anyone can be upset, but His Highness can't be upset. Your Highness, you are a human being. Son, do you look like a brother? It's polite to say it, if you and I are not friends, I will not come here frequently!"

"Hey... hey... Keep your voice down, don't let my sister hear you." Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan, trying to cover Fang Jifan's mouth.

Fang Jifan said righteously: "You actually know how to be ashamed..."

Zhu Houzhao said: "It's serious business, we have to go see Father Emperor..."

"Okay." Fang Jifan felt that the business was important, so he went to Jamsil with Zhu Houzhao, changed his clothes, put on a mask, disinfected it, and went in.

Su Yue is taking care of Emperor Hongzhi carefully. Emperor Hongzhi is very weak, and his breathing is a little weak. Here, Su Yue specially records the pulse and breathing frequency of Emperor Hongzhi every hour. Fang Jifan took this record and glanced at it. .

These data seem to be useless, but in fact, they can be compared with the data of dozens of patients in the past. Generally speaking, what data are the patients who recovered well, and what data are the patients who recovered generally? .

Zhu Houzhao concentrated, and said in a low voice: "It seems that there is no problem."

Fang Jifan said: "Let me see, let me see..."

He took it, and couldn't help feeling: "Your Majesty's dragon body is still healthy, so I can rest assured."

"Now I don't know when I will wake up. Today, the knife was cut quickly, and there was not much blood...Everything is fine. If you think about it, it will be fine."

Zhu Houzhao relaxed and stared at the unconscious Emperor Hongzhi. Immediately afterwards, Su Yue began to change the medicine for Emperor Hongzhi. There was nothing abnormal about the affected mouth, which also made Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan take a deep breath.

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The empress dowager looked anxious.

In fact, he is not the only one who is worried.

The emperor is the lord of the world, any accident of the lord of the world will definitely affect everyone.

Once His Majesty dies, next...

At least...Liu Jian couldn't imagine, the prince is too young now, and things are too fraught, once His Majesty dies, what will it mean to His Majesty?

All the ministers were silent.

Empress Zhang just cried in a low voice. Your majesty is the master of the world and the head of the family. If you lose your majesty, your pillar will collapse.

"Is there no news yet?" The Empress Dowager asked, it was getting dark.

"Your Majesty, there is still no movement in the silkworm room, but the crown prince and Marquis Dingyuan have already entered the silkworm silk room to visit." It was Xiao Jing who spoke, and Xiao Jing's worry was written on his face.

The empress dowager said sadly: "The emperor has never had a good day. From the first time Ai's family saw him, he was a child without a mother. He was not loved by his father. He forgot to sleep and eat. , governing the world without sleep and food, for thirty years, these thirty years,

There is no better day. "

In the hall, everyone sighed suddenly.

This is the truth, His Majesty's diligence is well known to all, God... is really unkind.

The Empress Dowager felt a little dizzy, and immediately said, "Doctor Jiang."

An imperial doctor stepped forward. This imperial doctor Jiang is the doctor of the Taitai Hospital. He has superb medical skills and has the reputation of a miracle doctor: "The minister is here."

"Among the ancient books, is there a way to disembowel and create patients?" The Empress Dowager was obviously worried.

All eyes were on Doctor Jiang.

Doctor Jiang knew in his heart that the empress dowager and everyone in the hall didn't really want to ask if they could be cured, but...they wanted to give them some confidence.

Doctor Jiang hesitated. It's not that he didn't want to give confidence to his wife and others, but he himself felt that this unprecedented treatment method was too mysterious and beyond his understanding of medicine. Stomach can cure the disease, when His Majesty dies, won't he become a scapegoat?

Doctor Jiang smiled wryly and said: "I...have studied medicine for fifty years before I can achieve some success. I have read all the medical books in the world. At least there is no precedent for this in medical books with solid evidence."

The Empress Dowager frowned, she looked at Empress Zhang beside her.

Empress Zhang sadly said: "Fang Jifan has always had a method, perhaps, it is unknown if he can really save his life with this method."

Doctor Jiang sighed: "It's not that I contradicted the empress, but according to my opinion, any symptoms in the world, especially those that hurt the lungs, are caused by the imbalance of yin and yang, and are caused by internal damage. Heart, anger hurts the liver, fear hurts the kidneys, worry hurts the spleen, and sorrow hurts the lungs. These are the dispositions of the five internal organs. Now what your majesty hurts is the intestines. Presumably it is caused by overwork. There is no such thing in the world. Medicine can cure, and even if it is to be cured, how can it be as good as before by cutting off the internal organs..."

Doctor Jiang kept shaking his head: "The most important thing is to treat internal injuries... Forget it, it's useless for me to say these things. Your majesty is already ill, and the prince and Marquis Dingyuan have rescued him. I also hope that your majesty can recover... ..."

The meaning in his words is very clear, everyone, don't have too much expectations, Doctor Jiang also hopes that His Majesty will recover, but I'm afraid, Your Majesty...

There was no sound in the hall.

Xiao Jing burst into tears: "I want to ask for an order, go to the silkworm room to see your majesty."

The empress dowager sighed: "Life and death are fate, now everything is arranged by the crown prince and Fang Jifan, don't come to Aijia to ask for orders, Aijia..."

She rubbed her forehead, feeling dizzy, the eunuch with sharp eyes hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

All of a sudden, there was another mess, and someone said: "Doctor Jiang, hurry up, your mother has passed out."

Liu Jian and others can't help, they can only jump.

I don't know... when will it be a head.

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Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan were in the silkworm room, constantly observing every measured data.

Especially the pulse and heartbeat.

But Emperor Hongzhi was still unconscious. Although the two had some confidence, they were more anxious after all.

The silkworm room was not big, and the two of them were sitting, looking at Emperor Hongzhi on the couch. Zhu Houzhao suddenly said, "Old Fang, tell me, Father...if you don't wake up, what should you do?"

Fang Jifan thought for a while: "I didn't think about it, I just know that Your Majesty is blessed with great blessings..."

"Hey." Zhu Houzhao sighed, he was silent for a moment, and said: "Father actually treats me well. Except for some times when I am confused and my mind is muddled, other normal times are pretty good."

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness must not say that. I think that His Majesty beat His Highness for His Highness's benefit."

When Zhu Houzhao said this, he couldn't help but raise an argument: "Then it's for his own good that I beat my father?"

"..." Fang Jifan couldn't help but said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is your father."

"So father can beat his son and do whatever he wants?"

Fang Jifan thought for a long time: "I have never given birth to a son, I don't know, but after giving birth, I will be slapped twice every now and then, maybe it is really cool."

Zhu Houzhao forced a smile, then became depressed again: "Do you know, before this, what was my greatest wish?"

Fang Jifan shook his head: "Your Highness is clever, unpredictable, my minister..."

Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath: "The biggest wish is that one day, I can hang my father up and beat him up, so that he can taste the feeling of being hung and beaten. But... now... I'm afraid there will be no Here's the chance..."

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