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The doctor could no longer remain seated. He stood up, pointed to another envoy beside him, and said to Li Chengquan:

"Please have the imperial physician examine him again."

The envoy showed no signs of illness on his face, and Li Chengquan examined his tongue coating again using the same methods of observation and smelling.

I still can't see any problems.

Zhou Ruo, who was already half full, leaned half her small body on the table, picking at the fruit and piling the peels into different shapes.

Zhao Jinzhong turned his head to look at him, just about to ask.

Without even looking up, Zhou Ruo said, "He's deaf."

Zhao Jinzhong didn't react for a moment, thinking that Zhou Ruo was scolding someone for not being able to hear properly.

Just as Zhao Jinzhong was pondering the meaning behind Zhou Ruo's words, he heard Li Chengquan say, "The pulse is weak and sluggish, and the hearing is impaired."

After hearing Li Chengquan's words, the Seventh Princess cast a look of surprise and admiration at Zhou Ruo.

Zhao Jinzhong happened to turn around and see the Seventh Princess's admiring expression. He shifted his position and coughed lightly twice.

He proudly said to the Seventh Princess, "That's my sister."

The Seventh Princess smiled gently and said, "Of course I know she's your sister. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhao Jinzhong lowered his head, blushing, and said, "No, no, this humble subject dares not."

Meanwhile, the doctor from the northern country was no longer calm.

He could not accept that Li Chengquan had diagnosed the envoy's deafness simply by taking his pulse.

"I admire your ability to diagnose this envoy's hearing loss."

These symptoms must be extremely difficult to treat, right?

The doctor swallowed his anger, thinking to himself, "This imperial physician from Daqing is truly remarkable for being able to diagnose the envoy's deafness."

He endured.

But if he could easily cure the envoy's deafness, he would not tolerate it.

Because if that were the case, the differences between doctors would be too great!

However, Li Chengquan waved his hand and shook his head, telling him, "Since it is a sign of stagnant Qi and weak pulse, there is naturally a way to resolve it."

"What?" The northern physician gasped, a smirk playing on his lips as he muttered to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

However, this hearing loss is indeed a difficult condition to treat.

The young imperial physician who cured my pulmonary hemorrhage with acupuncture just now can't cure it.

Therefore, Li Chengquan needs to personally take charge this time.

Zhao Jinzhong leaned closer to Zhou Ruo's ear and whispered, "Ruo Ruo, do you think Physician Li can cure her this time?"

"Yes, yes!"

Following the acupuncture points, Li Chengquan inserted needles into the head, neck, and wrist of the deaf envoy in turn.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Li Chengquan removed the needle.

Then he whispered into the deaf envoy's ear, "Sir, can you hear me?"

The envoy looked at Li Chengquan with a look of alarm and disbelief, and asked, "You...you just spoke?"

"Indeed, may I ask your esteemed envoy if you can hear me?" Li Chengquan repeated.

The envoy jumped up from his seat, excitedly grabbed Li Chengquan's shoulders, and shook him hard twice.

He exclaimed in surprise, "I can hear it! I can really hear it!"

Then he turned to the doctor from the north and said, "Doctor Chen, do you see? My ear is healed!"

Then, he walked up to the Imperial Advisor, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, and said, unable to hide his excitement:

"Imperial Preceptor, you see! I can still hear voices in my lifetime; it feels like a dream!"

The envoy embraced the other envoy beside him, bursting into tears.

The Emperor of Daqing was very satisfied with Li Chengquan's performance and nodded frequently while sitting on the dragon throne.

Ever since Li Chengquan started acupuncture on the missing envoy, Zhou Ruo's gaze has been fixed on the eldest prince of the Northern Kingdom.

Zhao Jinzhong followed Zhou Ruo's gaze and saw that the eldest prince of the Northern Kingdom looked unwell.

Zhou Ruo had been watching him for quite some time.

Zhao Jinzhong asked Zhou Ruo, "Ruo Ruo, what illness has the eldest prince of the Northern Kingdom contracted?"

Zhou Ruo nodded first, then quietly said to Zhao Jinzhong, "Brother, it seems someone wants to harm the eldest prince."

Zhao Jinzhong looked at Zhou Ruo in surprise: "How did you know?"

That's the eldest prince of the Northern Kingdom. No matter how powerful Zhou Ruo is, he can't possibly know about the affairs of another country's royal family, right?

"Because the eldest prince was already poisoned by Boiling Blood Dust, but Boiling Blood Dust is a poison that comes with the plague itself."

Someone deliberately gave him Flame Spirit Powder…”

Zhou Ruo paused for a moment, then shook her head like an experienced old doctor and said, "He's not easy to treat!"

Just as Zhao Jinzhong finished listening to Zhou Ruo's analysis, he heard the Northern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor say to Li Chengquan in an almost pleading tone:

"Physician Li, may you examine our Crown Prince's pulse?"

Li Chengquan listened to the Grand Preceptor's words and looked at the Crown Prince of the Northern Kingdom.

He could see the unusual look on the eldest prince's face; it looked like the result of years of torment.

Li Chengquan walked over and directly asked the eldest prince to extend his wrist so he could take his pulse.

Judging from the pulse, it is a symptom of boiling blood and deep pulse, but it seems to be more than that.

The Northern Kingdom's Imperial Advisor asked with some concern, "Physician Li, how is he?"

Li Chengquan wasn't very confident.

He cautiously replied, "I wonder if Your Highness would be willing to allow this old minister to give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, the eldest prince's heart sank.

"Doctor Li suggested giving it a try, but is it because you yourself are not entirely confident about my condition?"

Li Chengquan glanced at the Emperor of Daqing, then turned to look at Zhou Ruo, who was ten steps away.

Zhou Ruo was looking at him and smiling at him.

Emperor Daqing and Zhou Ruo were Li Chengquan's source of confidence. He gritted his teeth, swallowed hard, and replied to the Crown Prince of the Northern Kingdom:

"Indeed, I am not entirely confident, but I would still like to give it a try."

The doctor from the North Kingdom chuckled to himself, "You're really overestimating yourself. You're lucky you were able to cure the first two!"

"If you can cure the Crown Prince's ailment, I'll twist my head off and let you kick it around like a ball!"

Li Chengquan knew he couldn't cure the Northern Crown Prince's illness completely, but he could at least eliminate the symptoms of erythrocyte sedimentation rate.

Because when he took the pulse, he couldn't detect the hidden energy beneath the symptoms of blood deficiency and precipitate depression.

Following the method used to treat erythrocyte sedimentation rate (ESR), Li Chengquan began to give acupuncture to the eldest prince of the Northern Kingdom.

After performing the acupuncture, he could feel a powerful force within the Crown Prince's body resisting his silver needles.

Li Chengquan not only failed to cure the boiling blood stasis in the eldest prince of the Northern Kingdom, but it seemed to have made the prince's condition even worse.

Just as Li Chengquan nervously removed the last silver needle, Zhou Ruo's voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Doctor Li, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Zhou Ruo first brought out a pill, intending for the eldest prince to take it.