The king is a disabled doctor, the court is in chaos, and the princess carries a gun and kills peopl

“The symptoms have been relieved!”

Doctor Ding stood up and sat down to speak, with a look of surprise on his face.

He had heard that Princess Yu's medical skills were unmatched, and she truly lived up to her reputation. He and Imperial Physician Wang were both helpless in their attempts to cure the problem, and the princess, without even meeting Prince Jun, simply listened to Wanyan Tuteng's description of the symptoms and understood the problem. She easily relieved Prince Jun's symptoms.

Fang Qingqing couldn't help but smile. The poison was the heat-poison powder she had secretly injected into Wanyan Honglie before leaving the inn. This heat-poison powder had a faint fragrance, and once inhaled, it would quickly seep into the bloodstream, rapidly raising the body's temperature. It was freezing outside, and the sudden change from cold to hot had caused her nasal and oral mucosa to rupture and bleed when she sneezed frantically, so naturally, blood splattered everywhere!

Haha, I'm afraid that after the sneezing symptoms are relieved, new symptoms will come again. But then, it's none of her business!

The lights in Ruyi Garden were finally turned off and the place returned to silence. Everyone went to sleep, but the posthouse was bustling with activity.

Wanyan Honglie, sitting naked in the large water tank in the yard, had completely recovered from his sneezing, but he was still freezing. He was shivering from the cold, and by the time he ran back to the house wrapped in a quilt, his hands and feet were numb.

Several servants helped to rub his hands and feet, and were busy wiping his body. After working for half the night, his body finally warmed up. Everyone was exhausted and finally fell into a deep sleep.

But the next day, Wanyan Honglie did not get up until noon. Considering that he had been through a lot yesterday, Wanyan Tuteng wanted to let him sleep a little longer, and he did not consider anything else.

I had originally planned to go to the palace to find Prince Jiajing again today, using the excuse of looking for Wanyan Tuda to force him once again. He was not someone as easily dismissed as Wanyan Honglie. If he was not satisfied, he would send troops to attack Dayan!

Before he even set off, he felt a severe headache and a buzzing sound in his ears, as if countless small insects were flying around his ears. He felt dizzy and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Could it be that he had caught a cold last night after braving the freezing cold to visit Fang Qingqing at Ruyi Garden? He was afflicted with severe backaches and pain, so he called for a servant to go to the Imperial Hospital to fetch a physician. However, after waiting for a long time, the servant finally hurried back, but there was no physician to be summoned.

He was immediately furious. How could this be possible? Dayan was a country of etiquette. Was this how they treated their guests?

"Your Majesty, you may not be aware that the head of the Imperial Hospital, Doctor Wen, has stated that many of the hospital's doctors are not highly skilled, and fearing delaying your Majesty's condition, they dare not treat you without authorization. Please seek out someone more competent."

When Wanyan Tuteng heard the servant stammering about the reason why no imperial physician came, he almost jumped off the bed.

This is simply outrageous. Just because of what happened last night, these imperial doctors who are paid by others are using all kinds of excuses to refuse to see patients?

"Humph, I must go find that old Prince Jiajing and ask for an explanation!"

Wanyan Tuteng stood up angrily, but before he could stand still, he suddenly felt darkness in front of him. His body went limp and he fell heavily onto the bed with a bang.

It is true that illness comes like a mountain falling and goes like a thread being pulled out. The man who was as majestic as a mountain is now very weak, his legs are as soft as noodles, and he has no strength at all.

Yesterday, Wanyan Honglie suddenly fell ill with a strange disease. He braved the cold in the middle of the night to ask for help from Fang Qingqing. Now, he is sick and has no one to rely on.

"Where is Prince Jun? Let Prince Jun go and invite Princess Yu..."

He said weakly.

"Your Majesty, Prince Jun has caught a cold. He's had a high fever since early morning and is now lying in bed, talking nonsense. The servants who serve Prince Jun are all scared to death by him..."

The subordinate looked at Wanyan Totem tremblingly and had to speak with gritted teeth.

Early this morning, the servant in charge of taking care of Wanyan Honglie went to invite Prince Jun to have breakfast. After calling him several times, no one answered. He was also worried that Prince Jun had slept too late last night, so it was understandable that he was catching up on sleep. So he simply closed the door for him so that he could sleep well.

Unexpectedly, it was past lunch time. Thinking that lying in bed for a long time would make the body sore, several servants bravely went over to call him. It turned out that Prince Jun was hot all over, staring at him with his two big eyes like copper bells, and muttering something in a low voice.

Several servants were frightened and wanted to pull him out of bed, but Prince Jun suddenly got angry, jumped up from the bed, grabbed things and started smashing, smashing the room to pieces. The servants who served him were all beaten with bloody heads.

"You, you..."

Wanyan Tuteng was so anxious that he fell headfirst from the bed. Now, his head was already dizzy and his ears were buzzing, and now his head was broken...

He had never suffered such hardship before. He was immediately furious and cursed the people around him with his eyes wide open.

"Are you all dead? You can't even take care of Prince Jun! Believe it or not, I'll chop off your heads!"

The poor subordinate was frightened by him. After all, it was common for Wanyan Tuteng to chop off people's heads at will. They could only bite the bullet and come to bandage his wound. Wanyan Tuteng, who was already upset, felt uncomfortable and had a headache. At this time, the subordinate who was not a professional could not control the strength when helping him bandage. He shivered and touched the wound, and the pain made him almost faint.

boom!

Wanyan Tuteng kicked the man five meters away, and then he covered his head in pain and screamed again.

"You're hurting me on purpose, aren't you?! Don't think I won't do anything to you just because you've come to Dayan! If you don't serve me obediently, I'll leave you dead without a burial place..."

When Wanyan Tuteng arrived at Wanyan Honglie's room, several servants who had been beaten to a bloody mess by the mad Wanyan Honglie were all hunching their shoulders and begging for mercy with horror on their faces.

Wanyan Honglie, who was originally irritable and reckless, was sitting on a servant with a pair of bloodshot eyes. He raised a pair of fists like hammers and beat the man wildly!

"Hong Lie!"

Wanyan Tuteng forced himself to step forward despite his dizziness, thinking of trying to dissuade him. After all, Wanyan Honglie had a high fever and should have a good rest. Wouldn't it be bad for his health to get so angry?

Now, the imperial physician that Imperial Physician Wen has not accepted insists on not sending an imperial physician to treat the patient on the grounds that his medical skills are not proficient. The only way is to shamelessly ask Fang Qingqing for help.

Bang!

As soon as he walked to Wanyan Honglie, he suddenly seemed to go half crazy, and his two fists hit Wanyan Totem's head like raindrops!