Mrs. Quanfu wants to leave

Chapter 51
Physician Yang made an examination and said, "Everyone, please stay away."

No one protested. Many medical families have their own secret prescriptions and skills. Doctor Yang is about to detoxify. It is normal for people to avoid it.

Even Lu Fenghe was ready to get up and go outside.

"Let's stay if the lady is not healthy." After speaking, he still did not forget to joke, "A gentleman can't leave the lady."

Lu Fenghe looked up at Imperial Physician Yang, and bowed his head in response, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Yang, for being considerate."

Everyone went out, even the medicine boy of Imperial Physician Yang retreated to the outside room after preparing the acupuncture equipment for Imperial Physician Yang.

The sound inside can be heard from the outside, but the specific operation cannot be seen clearly.

"Is the son's body poisonous?" Lu Fenghe asked,
Physician Yang swayed, left and right, or stood upright and bowed, vaguely looking as if he was giving acupuncture to Shen Nanxun.

"There is poison, and the government doctor took care of it very well."

"Then why are you still in a coma?"

Physician Yang glanced at Lu Fenghe, "This will depend on God's will, but it will be sooner or later, it just depends on whether it is sooner or later."

No one outside could hear the next words, Lu Fenghe said in a breathy voice: "Later, it's not too late at night."

"Alright, sleeping well is the best way to nourish your body."

Doctor Yang's figure was still busy, and there was the sound of tools clinking.

"Your Majesty spoke bluntly about bitter tricks." Amidst the bumping sounds, Imperial Physician Yang whispered.

Lu Fenghe's expression was solemn, she guessed that it wasn't from the family of King Xiang, but she didn't expect it to be an official who said it bluntly, this matter would be difficult to handle, Jinkou Yuyu didn't make it clear, but it's hard to explain.

It doesn't matter who the assassin is. The officials said it was him. Even if the Yamen has a result, the officials will only think that it is Shen Nanxun's bitter trick.

"That way you don't dare to be self-absorbed."

Lu Fenghe really didn't know much about Shen Nanxun's absence, so she really couldn't be the master for Shen Nanxun when he woke up.

"Acupoints are still needed at night." Imperial Physician Yang said in a loud voice.

Lu Fenghe immediately raised his voice, "I don't want to bother the two masters, only the hardworking doctor Yang will come again at night."

Physician Yang said with some embarrassment: "Today I will be on duty."

Lu Fenghe said anxiously: "It's convenient for Doctor Yang to do it, and it's cheaper to come back after the next duty, and the family will wait no matter how late it is."

Imperial Physician Yang looked very conflicted, "Speak less and get Haichu."

"You have to wait, and you can wait at the end of Haimo. The family only knows Imperial Physician Yang, and the other imperial physicians really dare not bother you. Imperial Physician Yang is considerate."

Physician Yang finally agreed reluctantly, "Okay, hey."

After the performance of the two, Imperial Physician Yang asked Yao Tong to come in to pack up his things, and Imperial Physician Yang went to write prescriptions on the table outside, but it was not for internal use, but for external use.

"Grind all the medicinal materials into powder, stir-fry over low heat until slightly charred, add water slowly, stir quickly to form a paste, and apply it around the wound without touching the wound."

"In addition, apply it on Taichong, Shaofu, and Tanzhong points. Before applying the medicine on Taichong and Shaofu, massage for a stick of incense until fever occurs, and directly apply hot ointment thickly on Tanzhong points."

Physician Yang called the doctor and Fu An in and gave them advice.

"Do you remember?" He asked again after finishing speaking.

Both of them complied.

Physician Yang then turned to Lu Fenghe, "I have the guts to ask the lady for a pulse."

Lu Fenghe stretched out his hand, "Physician Yang, please don't underestimate yourself and get what you want."

Doctor Yang listened to the pulse for a long time, and even switched hands to listen again.

"The recovery of the lady's body is excellent, but since she has cultivated herself, there is no need to worry too much."

Lu Fenghe thanked, "The imperial physician is very right, I will write it down."

"Then the official will leave, and the lady will stay."

Physician Yang took the medicine boy and left after speaking.

Lu Feng Heku sat for a while, his back ached and weak, Fu An sent Imperial Physician Yang in.

Fu'an has always known that the mistress's color is good, and he is more or less used to the mistress's good color.

But at this sudden sight, Fu An felt as if he had seen an orphan porcelain treasured by the prince of the county, without any flaws, but with a soft brilliance.

Fu An hurriedly lowered his head, and silently recited a few words of guilt.

"My subordinates have done everything that the lady told me. The imperial doctor said that the lady should not worry too much. The subordinates will definitely serve the master well."

Lu Fenghe really felt that he was useless here, and he was really uncomfortable.

"So I will go back first, and report any news immediately."

Fu An bowed, "Yes, the sedan chair has been waiting in the courtyard."

Lu Fenghe stood up, and as soon as his hands left Shen Nanxun, Shen Nanxun started again.

If it hadn't been for Doctor Yang's visit, Lu Fenghe would have felt that Shen Nanxun was pretending to be dizzy, how could he get the time so well.

The people serving in the room never expected that they were always decisive and decisive, and the quiet and cold master could be so inseparable from his wife.

Lu Fenghe stood up cruelly, feeling that this state would not last long, and he couldn't let himself sit here forever.

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true, and Shen Nanxun's state not only continued, but also became more and more serious. He even coughed twice, and vomited out all the soup, medicine, and rice porridge that he had finally swallowed.

The scene was a bit awkward for a while, Lu Fenghe was in a dilemma.

She wanted to reconcile, but it was only for the sake of the child, for the Lu family, for... so that Shen Nanxun could have a lover and get married.

She has no hatred for Shen Nanxun, let alone hope that he will die well... Even she still has admiration for him.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a handsome figure, why not like it?

Grinding but not phosphorous, Nirvana but not black, how can you not admire?

Lu Fenghe frowned and thought for a while, she really couldn't, and she didn't want to stay in Zhuyuan all the time.

"May the son move now?" Lu Fenghe asked the doctor.

The mansion doctor replied, "Your Majesty's injuries are flesh, not bones."

Lu Fenghe was quite helpless, "Then... let's move to Bailu Garden."

Fu'an and Shoukang acted immediately, especially Shoukang, who acted with urgency. Go to the inner courtyard, the lady will not reconcile because of the injury of the master.

Lu Fenghe stood outside and asked Shen Nanxun to be moved out first.

Next to it is Shen Nanxun's office desk. Lu Fenghe knows that there is a shadow box on the right side against the wall, and in the box... there is a scroll of pictures of beauties.

Thinking of this, the little silhouette of Shen Nanxun who couldn't leave her in a coma disappeared in an instant.

Heh, man, how big is the heart?

Obviously there is someone in my heart that I can't forget, but I can be so... affectionate towards another one.

By coincidence, Lu Fenghe moved to the right side, touched the cassette, pulled it out a little, put in a few fingers, and indeed touched something like a round painting scroll.

It should be uncomfortable to think of one in my heart, but to see another in my eyes.

Lu Fenghe pushed the cassette back violently, with a bang, Lufu and Shoukang turned their heads to look at her at the same time.

Lu Fenghe smiled bitterly, "It's nothing, I was dizzy and couldn't stand still."

　A little bit earlier every day, sooner or later you will beat procrastination cancer
　　People in the matcha rivers and lakes say that the New Year is due to people, and they promised the teacher to release the data before the year, so...the data will be sent to the teacher at [-] o'clock in the evening on the New Year's Eve, hahahahaha
　　
　
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