The First Family of Tang Dynasty

=-098 Red, "Sit down for me, don't make your Majesty really anxious." Seeing that this kid was going to be scammed again, Zhao Kun, who had been happy for a long time, quickly stepped forward and pressed Cheng Chubi back.

"What's this? I am out of the younger generation's care for the elders, and I specifically want to come over and cooperate with Wang Yiling and the two doctors, and give your Majesty a good check."

"It's okay if you are not willing to let me check, and you are afraid of me eavesdropping. Am I that kind of person?"

"No more nonsense, do you think the one inside doesn't dare to clean you up, right?" Zhao Kun threatened in an angry voice.

Cheng Chubi said directly. "Okay, I shut up."

"..." Zhao Kun looked at Cheng Saburo, who had a black line on his face, and shook his head helplessly and stood aside.

Inside, Li Shimin looked at Wang Yiling, who was trembling, and listened to how he met Wang Wu and Cheng Chubi.

Being forced by the two of them, Wang Yiling still denied it, but facing these two young men who were full of mind and body, he really couldn't play with his brain.

"But His Royal Highness and Cheng Taichang still guessed that they had something to do with Your Majesty. Originally, the two of them had to follow, or Cheng Taichang persuaded His Royal Highness..."

Li Shimin sighed helplessly. As the so-called sparse and dense, he didn't expect these two guys to touch Wang Yiling.

"No matter, you can't blame it for this. Those two bastards, even if I meet them, they will be big heads."

"Come on, let me have a good look."

Li Shimin rolled up his sleeves and put his arms on the thin pillow laid out on the desk.

Wang Yiling nodded, calmly calmed down his thoughts, and then began to catch Li Shimin's pulse, caressing the long beard and began to get the pulse.

After keeping the pulse for a long time, Wang Yiling asked Li Shimin several more questions carefully, and then fell into deep thoughts.

Seeing this scene, Li Shimin couldn't help adding another sentence with some anxiety.

"But I have always followed Wang Qing's explanation, changing the prescription and taking it all the time.

But it has been almost a month, but there is no sign of improvement..."

Hearing this very vague tone, Wang Yiling's expression changed, and he quickly bowed down and pleaded guilty.

"Your Majesty, Shuchen is incompetent, this is the best prescription that the minister can think of."

"The minister also specially invited several experienced doctors in the Imperial Medical Office to improve the prescription. He originally thought it would be able to relieve your majesty's suffering."

"Okay, get up quickly." Li Shimin frowned somewhat displeased, and then asked in a low voice when Wang Yiling sat down again.

"Can there be other ways, or other good methods?"

"I also ask your Majesty Rongchen to carefully consider one or two after returning. In addition, the minister will try to find some good methods, which may be helpful to your majesty's condition."

Hearing this, Li Shimin felt more disappointed, but in the end he smiled reluctantly.

"Alright, then you will have Wangqing Lao."

Wang Yiling breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of that boy Cheng Chubi squatted outside, he couldn't help but feel a little big head.

"This is an extraordinarily important matter, but your Majesty, Cheng Taichang, he..."

"..." Li Shimin's face couldn't help being darkened, and he said authentically without hesitation.

"You just say that I just don't have enough sleep, I feel a little idle, and I feel unwell."

"Yes, the minister understands." Hearing such instructions from His Majesty, Doctor Wang Lingxin nodded and stood up.

Just when Wang Yiling's hand was about to fall on the door leading to the outside, Li Shimin suddenly opened his mouth and drank Wang Yiling.

"Wait, wait a moment."

Although Wang Yiling didn't know why, he still stood there honestly, waiting for the emperor of Datang to speak.

Li Shimin himself was hesitating, Wang Yiling had been treating himself for almost three or four months.

However, instead of showing signs of getting better, his dark illness is getting worse.

The scene that was so embarrassing that Li Shimin blushed a few days ago is still like a nightmare, and the dignified Emperor is deeply ashamed.

How can it go on like this? At this moment, there was a young but very accomplished wizard outside.

However, this wizard was too capable of making trouble with the demon, and wanted him to diagnose and treat himself, Li Shimin was really unwilling to communicate with that **** in person.

More importantly, Li Shimin was a little worried. What if the kid is lax, if he leaks out a word of my secret illness.

Is the wise and martial Emperor of the Tang Dynasty shameless?

But now, the disease can't be cured...what's the use of having a face?

Li Shimin couldn't help but lowered his head, glanced down, raised his head, sighing.

Wang Yiling was a little unclear, but seeing the tangled expression on his Majesty's expression, he sighed and sighed from time to time.

I can only harden my scalp and continue to wait in place honestly.

I don't know how long it has passed before Li Shimin finally made a bold, or more favorable decision.

"Wang Qing, you can go to discuss with Cheng Chubi, maybe Cheng Qing, there is a way but not necessarily."

Wang Yiling stared blankly at the majesty who had plucked up the courage to say this.

"However, you tell him for me, if you dare to leak a word, I want his head."

Wang Yiling's heart stunned, and he hurriedly bowed to Li Shimin respectfully. "Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister will tell Cheng Taichang."

Li Shimin just breathed a sigh of relief~www.wuxiaspot.com~ waved his hand and signaled Wang Yiling to go out.

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Cheng Chubi finally saw the strange-looking Wang Yiling coming out of the room, and quickly stood up and said to Wang Yiling.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with your majesty's body, right?"

Wang Yiling glanced at Zhao Kun, who was standing not far away, with a weird expression. He didn't know what to say for a long time.

At this time, Li Shimin, who was finally unable to hold back in the room, walked out in stride.

"If you two want a secret business, remember to find a place where no one is. Besides, if it's Cheng Saburo, you dare to disclose the old man's condition..."

Seeing Li Shimin's eyes that seemed to be a lively life, Cheng Chubi also had a heartbeat, and quickly bowed to Uncle Li respectfully.

"Uncle, don't worry, I don't dare to leak a word when I kill my nephew."

Cheng Chubi also woke up, as Li Shimin, as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the highest ruler, if his body is ill.

For the court and even the world, it will cause great shocks.

This is not a trivial matter like the eldest grandson official department or Michelin Wei Wang's eye sickness.

"Well, it's best for you to understand. Go down. I'll take a good rest."

After Cheng Chubi and Wang Yiling respectfully saluted Li Shimin, Lian Yu left the Ganlu Temple.

After leaving the Temple of Ganlu, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but asked Wang Yiling in a low voice.

"What disease did your majesty suffer?"

"Cheng Taichang, this is not the place to talk. How about going to your small hospital after returning to the Imperial Medical Office?"

"..."