medical law

Long Tingxuan got on the car at the second gate of Liu Zhai, and just laying down on the soft couch in the car, he felt that Shen Fa's alcohol was also coming up.

He frowned slightly, pinched the center of his brows lightly with two fingers, and commanded Ah Sang back to Xiaoyaoyuan in a hoarse voice.

Ah Sang knew that the young master just drank a lot of old-fashioned sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and he was probably a little tired at the moment, so he had to go back and take a rest.He immediately responded yes, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head around on the wide lane, raised his whip and returned to his residence.

After Ah Sang waited on Long Tingxuan to rest, the information from the Eagle Group happened to arrive.

The small bamboo tube was sealed with red lacquer, Ah Sang didn't dare to open it without authorization, but carefully put it away, and presented it up after the young master got up from bed.

Long Tingxuan didn't wake up until dusk. He hadn't had such a deep and fragrant sleep for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, the light in the room was low, except for a dim silk gauze oil lamp beside the couch.

Long Tingxuan lifted the brocade quilt from his body, and sat up, Xu Shi got up a little violently, his eyes darkened, followed by a moment of dizziness.

"Ah Sang..." Long Tingxuan put his hand on his forehead and called out after stabilizing his fluctuating breath.

Ah Sang has been guarding the outer compartment. Hearing the sound in the room, he hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the room, Ah Sang walked around to a few sides, poured a glass of warm water, stepped forward to serve Long Tingxuan to drink it, and then took the outer robe on the fan screen to change for him.

"How long has this king been asleep?" Long Tingxuan closed his eyes, letting Ah Sang put on his clothes.

"The young master slept for about two hours!" Asang raised his eyes and smiled, "Liu Niangzi's sweet-scented osmanthus wine is quite strong!"

Long Tingxuan's smile was not a smile.

No matter how strong and full of staying power the wine is.It's not that he hasn't drunk, he thinks he can drink very well, a few bowls are not enough to get him drunk.Zuo just wanted to take advantage of the little alcohol on his head to let himself go.

After Ah Sang finished changing Long Tingxuan's clothes, he asked him what he meant, and went out of the room to ask the maid to bring in the dinner.

Long Tingxuan didn't have much appetite, so he ate some casually, then waved his hands to let people go down.

Ah Sang finished rinsing his mouth after serving him.Only then did he present the small bamboo tube hidden in the sleeve pocket.

Although Long Tingxuan left the imperial capital, he never let down his vigilance and attention to the situation in the capital.Lu Chun is currently working under his command, staying in Shangjing to investigate the movements inside and outside the imperial capital. If there are no special circumstances, it is enough to report every half a month.

Long Tingxuan saw the small bamboo tube.It was just an ordinary report, and he leaned back on the soft couch, took it leisurely, used a dagger to remove the seal, and took out the paper rolled into thin strips.

However, after only reading the first two lines, the leisurely smile on Long Tingxuan's face suddenly froze.

The news that Chen Yixue is the eldest son of Xianzong.It exploded in his ears like thunder.

He was stunned for a moment, and all the blood was gone from his extremely handsome face.

How can this be?

Cheng Rui is already dead.The mother and concubine said that when he picked it up from the pond, his body was stiff. How could he have lived for so many years as the son of Princess Huilan?

Long Tingxuan didn't believe this was true at all, but Lu Chun said convincingly in his letter that there were witnesses to prove that Princess Huilan took advantage of the Tatar invasion and the imperial capital was in chaos.Picked up Long Chengrui's body.

But since it is a corpse, how can there be any possibility of resurrection?

What Lu Chun said.Is it true?

Long Tingxuan was overwhelmed with surprise, he immediately ordered Ah Sang to fetch a pen and paper.

Ah Sang didn't know what was said in the letter, he only saw the young master's face turning green and pale, and secretly guessed that something bad happened.Ah Sang didn't dare to talk too much, so he just said hello, and the pen and paper were delivered in a short while.

Long Tingxuan picked up the Zihao brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a full page on the yellowish Chengtang paper. Before the ink dried up, he anxiously rolled it up and put it in a small bamboo tube , handed it to Ah Sang and ordered him to send out the sealing paint.

A slight surprise flashed in Ah Sang's eyes, and he closed his eyes immediately, took the small bamboo tube, and walked out of the room.

After writing the note, Long Tingxuan's mind has not yet recovered, and every picture about Chen Yixue flashed in his mind like a revolving lantern.

Soon, there were not only Chen Yixue but also Xianzong in the memory. The faces of the two people were constantly switching. Long Tingxuan could clearly see their cold and clear pupils, and their indifferent and clear eyebrows. , that indifferent and cold temperament are so similar, but what's ridiculous is that they never found out that there is such a connection between the two.

Lu Chun can find out about this matter at this moment, it must be that Xianzong has taken action.

Long Tingxuan clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the back of the soft couch.

The blow of Thunder Fury was like hitting a ball of cotton, with only a low and muffled sound, soft and powerless, just like his heart at the moment.

If Xianzong is going to recognize Chen Yixue as his son in the end, then all his forbearance and slow plans will be meaningless.

Long Tingxuan suddenly felt that what he insisted on before was a complete joke, a big joke.

His heart seemed to be soaked in the cold water of the icy stream, as the temperature volatilized, the beating became slower and slower...

When Ah Sang came back, Long Tingxuan had returned to the inner compartment at some point, and was lying quietly on the bed alone, his deep eyes seemed dazed and hollow at the moment, staring straight at the ceiling.

"Young master..." Ah Sang was terrified, and even his voice trembled unconsciously.

"Go out, I want to be alone for a while!" Long Tingxuan closed his eyes and turned to face the inside.

Ah Sang stood where he was, his eyes were slightly moist, he only felt that the young master's powerless words made people feel endlessly sad.He quietly wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, said yes respectfully, turned around and went out, and gently closed the silk door that was connected to the outer compartment.

The next day, Long Tingxuan did not leave Xianju Mansion as planned, because he was ill and had a low fever.

Ah Sang invited the old doctor from Shunhetang in Xianju Mansion to treat Long Tingxuan, after taking the medicine.The condition doesn't seem to be improving.His body felt hot to the touch, but his lips were blue and white, and his palms and feet were cold, such a strange symptom, the old doctor had practiced medicine for many years, and he had never seen such a symptom.

If Long Tingxuan's own words were used to describe his current condition, it would be that although his body was hot, his heart was neither hot nor dry, as if someone was being roasted on a fire.The heart is frozen in the ice cellar.

It can't be blamed on the old doctor's poor medical skills, it's actually because he is too thoughtful and sick in his heart.

Heart disease needs heart medicine!

Although Long Tingxuan was still having a fever, his spirit was not in a daze, but his expression was a little decadent.

He waved his hand to ask Ah Sang to send the old doctor out.

Ah Sang gave a piece of silver to the old doctor in Shun He Tang, and the doctor showed panic.He refused to accept it, but said that he did not cure the prince's illness, and he deserved it.

Ah Sang stuffed the money into the palm of the old doctor's hand, and said solemnly: "This is what the prince wants, you just accept it."

The old doctor didn't dare to disobey, and only respectfully bowed to Long Tingxuan who was on the sick bed.He picked up the medicine box and said goodbye.

Ah Sang scolded the quack doctor angrily, but Long Tingxuan just laughed at himself.

his own condition.I understand in my heart.

Unless he wants to cheer himself up and get better, it will be useless to have a weak will and take any panacea.

Ah Sang poured a cup of hot water, sent it to Long Tingxuan to drink it, and said worriedly: "Young Master, there are no good doctors in Xianju Mansion, why don't I go to Taoyuan County and invite the old genius doctor from Renshantang to come over for you How about a look?"

Long Tingxuan took a mouthful of hot water in his mouth.His throat surged, and after he swallowed slowly, he felt a warm current flowing through his cold heart, which eased his decadent mood for a moment.

"No need, I'm fine!" Long Tingxuan took another sip of hot water from Ah Sang's hand.

Ah Sang thought to himself, you are so sick, what are you still trying to do?

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly remembered that Chen Yutong and Jin Niangzi were both disciples of the old genius doctor, and they were both in the Xianju mansion, so there was nothing inappropriate about asking them to come over to see the young master, right?

"Young master, I heard that Mrs. Chen is living in Xianju Mansion recently, why don't I invite her to come and show you!" Ah Sang suggested.

Long Tingxuan was startled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Ah Sang, but he was thinking about something quickly in his heart.

"Alright!" Long Tingxuan replied, he wanted to take this opportunity to test whether Chen Yixue's life experience was exactly as Lu Yun's letter said.

Ah Sang got the answer, and replied with a smile: "This old slave will take the post and go to the Chen residence to invite Mrs. Chen!"

Long Tingxuan hummed, then closed his eyes and lay down again.

After Ah Sang carefully covered the brocade quilt for him, he went out of the courtyard and called a few maidservants to watch carefully outside, while he himself led the horse, got on the horseback, and went straight to the Chen Mansion.

At this moment, Chen Yutong buried her face in the soft quilt.

Chun Xiao was anxiously comforting her by the bed, but Chen Yutong ignored her, lying down on the bed, burrowing his head into the quilt again, and after a long while, he burst out crying.

Yesterday, just yesterday, the mother Princess Huilan called the three brothers and sisters into the room, and tears flowed before she spoke, which made her jump and asked anxiously, but her mother was choked up and unable to speak.

After the mother calmed down, what she told them was unbelievable news.

How could the eldest brother not be the mother's own child?

How could the big brother not be her and the second brother's real big brother?

Why did mother make such a joke? Cousin Cheng Rui, didn't he die a long time ago, how could he become her big brother?

Not only Chen Yutong couldn't accept it for a while, even Chen Yiran, who has always been mature and stable, grabbed Princess Huilan's hand in surprise, trying to pull out a smile, telling his mother not to make jokes, the eldest brother doesn't like to hear such cold jokes .

But my mother cried like a tearful person, she didn't seem to be joking at all.

She hugged Chen Yixue, who seemed to have been mentally prepared early in the morning but was still shocked and painful, and said in a low voice: "Brother Xue, don't blame your mother for lying to you for so long. All these years, my mother has taken you away from the circle of the rich and powerful, and won't let you go." When you become an official, you don’t want you to be harmed in the slightest. You asked your mother about who you are several times, but your mother couldn’t tell you the truth because the timing was wrong. Unraveling the mystery of your life experience would give you Bringing death..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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