Spring Drunk Chang'an

In the Imperial Medical Bureau, almost all the imperial doctors, including those who specialized in gynecology, were invited by Song Bin to examine Liu Yu's legs and feet.

However, his injury...

It's not that it's particularly serious. After all, although Liu Xiu wanted to cripple him, he didn't intend to kill him. His attack was not particularly heavy. It's just that he was too young when he was injured, and his leg injury was too old. It's too late to get treatment at his age!

The imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau were helpless.

Song Bin also sought out folk doctors, mysterious bell doctors, Taoist priests who roamed the streets, and even witch doctors who performed shaman dances. They...

They're all quite vague.

In fact, a few of them did prescribe a prescription, but it was to make a green plaster out of centipede droppings and toad urine, and then smear it all over the place and let Liu Yu apply it on his legs.

Let alone him, looking at that thing, no one can agree.

Liu Yu was fed up with being "treated" by these quack doctors, and was once strangled by the neck and hanged, so now...

"Is the doctor hired by my cousin the prince reliable?" Song Zhinian buttoned his cloak, his expression indescribable.

The little maid pursed her lips and whispered, "It's Mr. Bai, the legendary doctor from Lingnan who refused the position of director of the late emperor's Imperial Hospital during the previous dynasty..."

"Is it him?" Song Zhinian was stunned.

The expression changes color.

You can tell he's genuinely surprised.

"My cousin the Crown Prince is so amazing that he was able to find him."

"Where did you find this?"

Liu Changan looked back at her wide eyes and couldn't help but wonder, "Zhinian, who is this Mr. Bai? Is he very powerful?"

Never heard of it.

"Of course he's amazing, Sister Chang'an. You might not know this, but Mr. Bai is a well-known figure in the capital!" Song Zhinian said excitedly, his eyes curled. "When the late emperor was still alive, he treated his eyes. Later, during the Nanling plague, he also prescribed a prescription to cure the disease. He also wrote the book 'On Diseases and Epidemics,' which is still a treasure of the Imperial Hospital."

"Decades ago, he was active in the capital. How many spectacles of the living dead and the white bones occurred? The late emperor once offered him the position of director of the Imperial Hospital, but he declined. Mr. Bai simply said he wanted to remain among the people and practice medicine for the poor. The late emperor was merciful and allowed him not to take the position. He then practiced medicine around the capital. Later, the late emperor passed away, and Mr. Bai left without a trace..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Chang'an covered his mouth in surprise. "He left when the late emperor passed away? Hasn't it been almost forty years now?"

The current reign is the winter of the 36th year of Yingwu.

The new year is almost here.

"Wasn't Mr. Bai quite old when he became famous?"

Twenty something?

Thirty something?

Forty something?

Well, thirty years have passed, which is not a small amount.

"The year the late emperor passed away, Mr. Bai was already fifty-three!" Song Zhinian raised his hand and made the sign of five, his face full of emotion. "Otherwise, with his medical skills, why wouldn't grandparents have desperately tried to find him? It's just that they felt that he, he..."

"Well, I'm old now, probably already~~"

He passed away on a crane, but who would have thought that he was still alive.

"My cousin the Crown Prince is truly all-powerful. How could he have found this?"

Song Zhinian was filled with emotion.

Liu Changan also thought that the prince was powerful.

That's a person who disappeared for over 30 years, and he's nearly 90 years old. Really...

How did you find it?

"Chinen, if someone like this can treat Young Master Yu, maybe he can really get better. Let's go and see him quickly. Don't let Young Master Yu miss this opportunity!"

She urged.

"Yes, yes, let's go!" Song Zhinian nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, the two of them hurried to Shou'an Courtyard with the servants. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, without asking the servants to report, Song Zhinian pulled Liu Chang'an and stood at the door of the main house. When they looked inside, they saw that the house was full of people.

Song Bin and Old Lady Song had their heads down, looking awkward. Song Chengji and the Crown Prince's wife stood side by side, looking anxious and worried.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince leaned against the wall, his hands behind his back, his eyes hidden so his expression could not be seen clearly.

Mrs. Song and Nanny Ji half-knelt in front of the soft couch by the window, silently shedding tears, their faces filled with lingering fear.

In addition...

Liu Yu sat on the couch with his head lowered, expressionless and pale, with a circle of dark purple marks on his neck.

have to! !

Hanged again!!

Liu Changan understood it at a glance, but he was still confused: Yu'er couldn't stand, and he had committed suicide frequently in the past. Song and Nanny Ji were very careful about him and would not let him have any sharp weapons or other things.

How did he hang himself?

His brows were slightly furrowed and he looked around randomly.

She saw the sweat towel thrown beside the couch again...

The sweat towel was tied to the head of the bed and rolled into a circle.

Liu Changan: ...

This, this, this, this is to tie the sweat towel to the head of the bed, and then stretch the neck in. Really, hey, it seems that Yu'er is really tired of seeing a doctor!

It is clear that in the past, suicides were simply caused by drowning and hitting one's head against the wall.

Today they all hanged themselves!

Visible seriousness.

Liu Changan sighed silently and glanced at Nanny Ji. Seeing that she was crying, well, not too hard, he knew it was not a big deal and was not too surprised.

After all, she had also encountered Liu Yu, uh, someone who had committed suicide at least two or three times, so she was quite experienced.

No panic at all.

Anyway, I'm not dead.

Song Zhinian, on the other hand, had less experience and had never seen this before. When he saw Liu Yu's appearance, he was so frightened that he gasped and froze on the spot.

The slight sound she made startled Song. She looked up with tearful eyes and saw Song Zhinian and Liu Changan. She couldn't help but let out a sob.

"Zhi, Zhinian, Changan, are you here?"

"Quick, come and help me persuade Yu'er. This child, this child, he, he..."

She choked and couldn't speak anymore.

Song Zhenzhen had never seen a child like Liu Yu since she was a child, and had never experienced such an awkward and sensitive personality.

The key is, no matter how awkward, silent, or even if you are taciturn, tyrannical, arrogant, or aloof, it's all fine, don't, don't commit suicide at every turn!

Although Nanny Ji said that Yu Ge'er has been like this since he was a child and has experience in suicide, it is basically impossible for anything to really happen. Suicide... uh, no, it should be said that hurting himself is his way of relieving pain. What they, his relatives, can do is to take timely precautions and try to comfort him.

For the rest, there is nothing we can do except stay with them.

However, the Song family was still very scared.

"What should I do? Yu'er, mother, mother is really doing this for your own good. I want your leg to get better!"

Song was sobbing.

Liu Yu lowered his head, half-closed his eyes, and said nothing.

His face was extremely pale.

There was no trace of blood on his lips and his breathing was shallow.

At the door, Liu Changan saw this and let go of Song Zhinian's hand. She quickly walked forward and came to Liu Yu's side. She stared at him for a while, then suddenly squatted down and sat next to him. She raised her hand to hold his arm and whispered, "Brother Yu, do you want to talk to me?"