Chapter 849

After knowing all this, Zian was much more relaxed.

As a doctor, it's hard for her to disobey her conscience. She knows she can be saved, but she doesn't.

When Wu Yanzu left, he suddenly turned back and said, "I've been walking outside the capital these two or three days and inquired about the emperor's affairs. The people still praise the emperor highly. They say that the emperor is a good emperor."

Zi an nodded, "well, I know. You go down."

Wu Yanzu hesitated and asked, "will you save the emperor? Don't you want to be a disciple of doctor Wen Yi? "

"I'll think about it first, OK?" Zi an whispered.

Knowing that she was upset, Lingli pushed Wu Yanzu away.

Zian sat down by the window and sighed. Yes, the emperor was a good emperor and did a lot of practical things for the people of the Zhou Dynasty.

This is undeniable, because even Lao Qi has said it.

A good emperor suddenly becomes a fatuous emperor because he feels the threat. He thinks that the biggest threat is Lao Qi, his trusted younger brother.

I don't know whether it's funny or sad.

After a long time of feeling, Zi an began to study the prescription steadfastly.

With a decision in mind, it's much better than the previous few days, at least without thinking.

When Murong Jie came back, Zi an told him his decision.

Murong Jie gently hugged her and said, "I will support you in any decision you make. The worst plan is to leave the capital and go to the south before he gets better." "Well, going to the south, in fact, is not the worst choice, but the best choice." Zianfu is in his arms. It's a good choice to go to the south. At least Tiangao is far away from the emperor, and the king of eastern Guangdong is a neighbor. The emperor will not be so stupid to provoke a peaceful tiger.

so life will be more stable than in Beijing.

"How long does the treatment take?" Murong Jie asked.

"Half a year if it's fast, a year if it's slow."

"Then we can wait until ah Xin gets married before we leave." Murong Jie was very comforting. Moreover, in the past year and a half, he was able to reverse some biased policies and cultivate some contacts for the prince.

"But can sun fang'er hold on so long?" Murong Jie asked.

Zian also thought about this question and said, "since that person can say these words to Wu Yanzu, she will help sun Fanger."

Sun fang'er has no choice but to rely on that person for help.

"You don't have to work too hard. You should put yourself first, you know?" Murong Jie told the way. "I know that I will take Wu Yanzu and he will accompany me to the palace." Zi an knew that he would not have enough energy to apply acupuncture in the later stage. Fortunately, Wu Yanzu knew some acupuncture techniques. If he could improve acupuncture and moxibustion combined with Decoction in the past two months, the emperor would get better in about six to eight months.

In the following days, both husband and wife were very busy.

Murong Jie was resolute. He pulled out a bunch of royalists without any punishment. He just sent them out. As for those officials who were promoted after the emperor regained power, they were investigated by the Ministry of official affairs. If they were not reliable, they would be transferred or demoted.

Then, several generals were promoted. They were all meritorious officials. Even if the emperor came to power in the future, they would not be able to take their posts.

Zi'an took Wu Yanzu and took him to the palace every day for acupuncture and medicine test.

The emperor also restrained his temper, and he didn't have any hatred for zi'an. He cooperated with zi'an's treatment very much, and even let Wu Yanzu acupuncture for him.

On this day, after Zian had given the needle, the emperor ordered people to prepare tea to talk to Zian.

Zi an sent Wu Yanzu out to sit down with the emperor.

The emperor was barely able to get up. Because of the test of medicine, he always felt dizzy. His hematemesis was reduced and his breathing was difficult.

"Sit down!" The emperor took a breath and half reclined in his chair.

Zian sat in front of him and handed him a handkerchief to prevent him from breathing and spitting blood.

"It's your ancestors who left you a prescription, isn't it?" The emperor asked softly with a deep breath.

"Yes Zi an admitted, "she gave the prescription and lacked two kinds of medicine. What she meant was that it was up to me whether to save it or not. She just asked people to pass it on to me. If I save you, doctor Wen Yi would accept me as a disciple."

"So you saved me just to be a disciple of doctor Wen Yi?" The emperor's face relaxed a little. He liked it. He didn't want to be favored by her.

"Yes Zi an nodded and said, she would rather be like this, and she felt more comfortable.

The emperor sighed softly, "I regret that I have been so disappointed with my ancestors. She must be very disappointed."

Zi an didn't say a word. His ancestors were disappointed, but they were willing to save him.

She may be able to help sun fang'er detoxify, but she didn't. instead, she kept a series of checks and balances, forcing her to treat the emperor.

"When can I recover?" The emperor raised his head and longed.Zi an said, "according to this schedule, it's about seven or eight months."

"So long?" The emperor looked at her incredulously, "now I feel much better." Zi an said with no expression: "the emperor was much better before. Why did he turn back on poison later? Nowadays, there are a lot of poisonous insects in the emperor's body. You must get rid of them before you can treat your butterfly spots. Seven or eight months is the fastest time. If the curative effect is not good, it is possible to treat your butterfly spots in one or two years. "

"Isn't this the prescription given by our ancestors? Why does it take so long? " The Emperor didn't believe Zian at all. Where did it take so long for his ancestors to save a person?

Zi'an looked at him, "it's the prescription given by the ancestors, but it's not a magic pill. The emperor knows his health condition. To put it mildly, he's terminally ill. The so-called disease comes like a mountain and goes like a thread. If the emperor doesn't believe it, he can show my prescription to the imperial doctors."

The emperor's eyes were cold and silent. "If it takes seven or eight months, I'm afraid that the rivers and mountains will be eroded."

Zi an sneered: "the emperor doesn't need me to treat him. He doesn't need to doubt people, especially doctors."

The emperor stared at her for a long time, "in my sickbed, a princess dares to lose her temper with me. Does your prince still have me in his eyes?"

Zi an didn't say anything. He had nothing to say. He was stubborn and said nothing in vain.

"Rest, Emperor. I'll come back tomorrow." She got up, took the medicine box and turned away.

The emperor's voice came from the son after settling down, cold without a trace of emotion, "three months, if I don't do well, it is the princess's poor treatment."

Zi'an turned to look at him, his face gloomy, "emperor, there is a word, maybe the emperor has not heard, you can offend anyone, but don't offend the doctor who treats you."

"Don't you dare to kill a king?" The emperor snapped.

Zi an sneered, "remember the choice that the Emperor gave Lao Qi at the beginning, you are merciless first, no wonder we have no righteousness." With that, she strode out.

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