Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Dai Sigong slowly withdrew his hand from Empress Ma's wrist. The wrinkles on his time-worn face were as deep as ravines.

His face instantly turned ashen, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

In the flickering candlelight, a heart-pounding light flickered.

Dai Sigong's eyes were dull and lifeless, with despair and helplessness surging in them like a tide, and his voice couldn't stop trembling.

"The Queen's pulse is weak and disordered. She should not worry too much and should not be stimulated in the slightest!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the bedroom seemed to be sucked away in an instant, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze into ice.

Zhu Gang's body trembled violently, as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Although there was a flash of intense panic and fear in his eyes, his dignity as the master of the palace and his deep concern for his mother made him calm down quickly.

However, his slightly trembling hands ultimately betrayed the uncontrollable anxiety in Zhu Gang's heart.

Dai Sigong turned around slowly, his steps unsteady.

It felt like walking on cotton, and every step was as heavy as if filled with lead.

He walked to the table, his right hand shaking violently and uncontrollably.

I finally managed to hold the brush, but almost dropped it.

At this moment, the rules of the Imperial Medical Bureau in prescribing medicine had long been thrown out of Dai Sigong's mind.

When he dipped the ink, a large amount of ink splashed onto the table, but he was completely unaware of it.

Dai Sigong took a few deep breaths, his chest heaving violently as he tried to calm himself down.

But his hands were still out of control, and he quickly wrote down the prescription for calming the nerves and aiding sleep on the paper.

The handwriting was so sloppy that it was almost illegible, and every stroke seemed to be an expression of Dai Sigong's inner anxiety and self-blame.

After writing the prescription, Dai Sigong turned around.

His legs were weak and he could hardly support his body.

Dai Sigong's eyes were filled with horror, deep despair and guilt.

He looked at Zhu Gang with tears in his eyes and a hint of sob in his voice.

“Your Highness, please be extremely careful with your words and actions in the future, and think twice before you act.

Otherwise, if the Queen's condition worsens, we, as her subjects, will be blamed for our crimes!"

Dai Sigong's voice was sharp and trembling, and every word seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, echoing in the bedroom.

He was fully aware of the heavy responsibility he had as an imperial physician. At this moment, he was filled with doubts about his own medical skills and a sense of powerlessness about Empress Ma's illness.

However, Dai Sigong still held on, wanting to make his last effort for Queen Ma.

Zhu Gang had a gloomy expression, and his eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness and determination.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "Dai Imperial Physician, you must do your best to cure my mother.

No matter what kind of medicinal herbs you need, I will try my best to find them!
If there is any mistake, you will be held accountable!"

At this moment, Zhu Gang's eyes showed an extreme desire for his mother's recovery, as well as the majesty and threat of a superior.

But beneath that majestic appearance, there actually lies a son's deep love for his mother, and his panic of fear of losing the pillar of the Ming Dynasty.

Dai Sigong sighed and fell to his knees with a thud.

His tears flowed uncontrollably, his face full of helplessness and guilt.

At this time, Dai Sigong's back was slightly bent, but he still revealed the tenacity of a doctor.

“I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I think my medical skills are pretty good.

I am incompetent and have not been able to help Her Majesty the Queen resolve her problems.

The only way is to try our best to extend the life of the Queen.

But human power has its limits, and I hope Your Highness will understand."

Queen Ma closed her eyes slightly, as if she was gathering strength, and only opened them with difficulty after a long while.

Although the light in her eyes was weak, it still revealed tenderness and kindness. Empress Ma looked at Zhu Gang, as if she wanted to engrave her son's appearance in her heart, and then she revealed a weak smile.

“Doctor Dai, don’t blame yourself. Birth, aging, sickness and death are destiny.

If my illness is beyond recovery, there is no need to waste my energy in the future.

In addition, all medical records of this palace in the Imperial Hospital must be kept confidential. Even if Your Majesty asks, I cannot tell the truth.

If you really can't hide it, just say that I just caught a cold. Don't distract Your Majesty from my concern.

He has the Ming Dynasty on his shoulders, and he cannot be distracted by me."

Queen Ma's eyes were tired at this time, but full of affection and concern for Zhu Yuanzhang, and reluctance and worry for her son Zhu Gang.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting outside the palace, accompanied by the clanging of weapons and people shouting.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream pierced the sky, and the sound was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into everyone's heart.

Zhu Gang's face suddenly changed, his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and his hand pressed on the sword at his waist like lightning.

He shouted, "Come here, protect the emperor! Who dares to break into the palace?"

Zhu Gang's voice was like a huge bell, full of majesty and anger.

At the same time, he subconsciously stood in front of Queen Ma, leaning forward slightly, like a cheetah ready to pounce at any time.

The guards in the bedroom immediately responded as if they were facing a great enemy. They drew their weapons and surrounded Empress Ma's bed.

Just as Zhu Gang was about to rush out, he heard the guards outside shouting, "Your Highness, there is an assassin! We have subdued the intruder!"

Zhu Gang then relaxed a little, but his eyes were still wary.

He asked loudly, "Are there any casualties? Who is the assassin?"

But there was no response from outside. This strange silence made Zhu Gang feel a strong sense of uneasiness again.

His heart beat faster involuntarily and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead again.

Just as Zhu Gang was about to ask again, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He then said, "Mother, I heard that you haven't eaten for many days.

A few days ago, I happened to remember some of the things you used to like to eat, so I thought of asking the Shangshenjian to make some liquid food, maybe you would have an appetite.

I have specially instructed you to add some special seasoning, hoping it will suit your taste.

You should eat a little. Otherwise, your father is so careful and will definitely be worried if he sees you not eating.

Chunlan, go and see how Xu Xingzu and the others are preparing. "

As Zhu Gang spoke, he nervously observed Queen Ma's reaction.

His eyes were full of concern and expectation, while his ears were paying attention to the movements outside the bedroom, and his hands clenched and unclenched unconsciously.

Chunlan, who had been sent to Prince Jin's Mansion, was so frightened that her face turned as pale as paper.

Her body couldn't stop shaking slightly, she didn't dare to delay even a bit, even her voice was filled with tears.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Then Chunlan quickly adjusted her state and walked out in a hurried pace.

An hour passed and a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard outside the bedroom.

Chunlan came in hurriedly with a few eunuchs from the Imperial Kitchen, carrying food boxes.

But there was a hint of fear in her eyes, as if she had seen something terrible outside the bedroom.

Zhu Gang frowned and asked sternly, "Chunlan, what's with that expression on your face?
What happened outside?

Tell the truth quickly! "

Chunlan's body trembled, she knelt down with a plop, and said in a sobbing voice: "Your Highness, outside... the assassin outside bit his tongue and committed suicide after being subdued.

The guards are checking his identity, but have yet to find any results."

(End of this chapter)