Traveling through Tianlong: Starting from the Zhenlong chess game

Chapter 589 The Emperor's Disease
Su Xinghe actually admired Zhezong's mentality.

When Su Xinghe was young, he had treated many patients. But every dying person had a look of regret or fear on their face. The more powerful the person was, the more reluctant they were to die. They all asked him to save them.

But Su Xinghe admired Zhezong's attitude of calmly waiting for death to come.

Su Xinghe said at this time: "Everyone, don't be so depressed. Although I am helpless, my apprentice Xue Muhua has also treated many difficult and complicated cases over the years. His medical skills are even better than mine. Why don't you let him come and take a look first, and then we can make a final conclusion."

Zhao Mu said, "Yes! Doctor Xue is known as the 'enemy of the king of hell'. Senior Brother, please stay in the palace to look after His Majesty. I will go get him now."

Before Su Xinghe could reply, Zhao Mu's figure had disappeared from the spot.

After Zhao Mu went out, he performed Lingbo Weibu and ran out of the palace.

At this moment, he ran into King Zhongxiao head-on.

When King Zhongxiao saw Zhao Mu, he hurriedly bowed, but just as he was about to speak, Zhao Mu walked straight past him without even turning his head.

Seeing this, King Zhongxiao shouted: "Your Majesty! I have taken over the city of Bianjing."

Zhao Mu was not in the mood to listen to what King Zhongxiao had to say. He said, "I'm very busy now. Let's talk later if you have anything to say." Zhao Mu's voice came from the distant sky, and his figure had long disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Mu was now praying in his heart, praying that Xue Muhua could find a solution.

He had had enough of being an emperor. Being an emperor was really not as free and easy as being a prince. What Zhao Mu missed most now was the time when he was the King of Zhongshan.

At that time, state affairs were handled by Zhezong, and the six ministries were in charge. If he wanted to attend court, he would go there and take a look. If he didn't want to, he would just sleep until noon.

Moreover, he can also enjoy himself with several women at night, and if he wants to watch singing and dancing, he can summon Hongluan and others at any time.

At that time, he not only did not have to work, but also received a salary for free. Moreover, he was a favorite of the emperor, and he had both face and prestige.

Looking back now, life was so wonderful back then.

And now? Although his power and status have been greatly improved, the burden on him has also become heavier.

This heavy burden almost made him breathless. In the past, he dreamed of a life of wine and women like Dong Zhuo, and playing in the water with a group of beautiful women.

But God wanted him to be a wise king.

He had had enough of this kind of life, and now he kept praying in his heart, praying that Zhezong would recover and live a long life. Then he could enjoy himself with peace of mind.

In his Qi Wang Palace in Lingzhou, there are tens of millions of gold and silver coins and the treasury is full of treasures.

Moreover, in the battle to destroy the Uighur tribes, the number of beautiful palace ladies and women captured, including those who came as tribute from all over the world, reached thousands.

Even if Zhao Mu changed one every day, he would never repeat a different one in two or three years.

Unless he is crazy, why would he waste such a good life and become an emperor?

Zhao Mu's ideal life now is to own a Lingzhou city, have 10,000 cavalrymen under his command to protect himself, and finally enjoy himself in the palace. He doesn't want to care about so many messy things.

Soon, Zhao Mu arrived at the inn where Xue Muhua was staying. After he briefly explained things to Xue Muhua, he directly carried him up, and then used his Qinggong to go to the palace.

In less than a moment, Zhao Mu carried Xue Muhua to the outside of Concubine Liu's bedroom.

Zhao Mu said, "Nephew, come with me and diagnose His Majesty!"

Xue Muhua had just come back to his senses, but seeing Zhao Mu so anxious, he couldn't complain, so he quickly followed him in. After Xue Muhua entered the room, he saw the master sitting beside him drinking tea, and then he bowed and asked, "Master, are you also helpless?"

Su Xinghe sighed and said, "I haven't been out of the valley for a long time. I have not seen as many difficult and complicated diseases in this world as you, a young man. Medicine is not about rote memorization, but more about experience. I have no idea what to do, you go and see His Majesty."

After receiving his master's order, Xue Muhua also walked to Zhezong's bedside.

He gently touched Cheoljong's forehead, and then pressed on Cheoljong's body. Cheoljong was coughing and gasping, and felt very painful where he pressed.

Seeing Zhezong's painful expression, Zhao Mu, Queen Meng and others were all anxious, but Xue Muhua was the only one who could save Zhezong at the moment.

Xue Muhua briefly examined him before finally taking his pulse.

But after Xue Muhua took Zhezong's pulse, he couldn't help but shook his head.

Seeing Xue Muhua shaking her head, everyone's hopes were completely shattered. Queen Meng even felt dizzy and fell down. If the maids around her hadn't supported her, she might have fallen head over heels.

The same was true for Concubine Liu. Like Zhao Mu, they also least wanted Zhezong to die so early.

After all, their status and position were given by Cheoljong. If Cheoljong died, their good days would be over.

Zhezong was only in his early twenties this year, so Queen Meng and Concubine Liu were naturally very young. If Zhezong died, they would be widowed at such a young age, and their second half of life would be difficult. Queen Meng was lucky, as long as the next king recognized her legitimacy, she would be the queen dowager of the dynasty.

But Concubine Liu was not so lucky. She was sent to Beiyuan, where the concubines of the previous dynasty were housed, along with other concubines of Zhezong. It was as lifeless as the cold palace. And once she entered that door, if she wanted to get out, there was only one way to go. If she was really locked up there at such a young age, she might go crazy in no time.

Moreover, when Huizong ascended the throne, he had already imprisoned other people. Although it was only a month, some people could not bear the loneliness inside and committed suicide. When she saw their cold bodies being carried out, Concubine Liu was afraid that would be her own fate.

Although Xue Muhua shook his head, Zhao Mu was very calm at the moment.

Zhao Mu asked, "Nephew, what disease does His Majesty have? Even you, the so-called 'Enemy of the King of Hell', can't cure it?"

Xue Muhua looked at the two queens, and then said, "Uncle Master, Master, let's find a quiet place to talk."

Zhao Mu and Su Xinghe looked at each other, then said, "Okay, follow me!"

Then the three of them flashed to the side hall.

After the three of them sat down, Zhao Mu looked at them and asked, "What disease does your majesty have?"

Xue Muhua replied: "If I am not wrong in my diagnosis, your Majesty has 'pulmonary abscess'."

Zhao Mu glanced at Su Xinghe. Su Xinghe thought Zhao Mu was asking for confirmation, so he closed his eyes and nodded.

But Zhao Mu asked at this time: "What is lung abscess?"

Zhao Mu understood it literally, and it could be considered a kind of lung disease. But Zhao Mu learned music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs since he was young. With his own self-cultivation, he was immune to all diseases. Naturally, he didn't know much about the terms above medicine.

Moreover, there are many ambiguous meanings in ancient and modern vocabulary, and practicing medicine to save lives cannot be careless, so Zhao Mu must get it clear.

However, Zhao Mu's question also stumped Master Su Xinghe and his disciple.

Both of them thought: "Lung abscess is lung abscess, what does 'what is lung abscess' mean?"

(End of this chapter)