After Yang Guang read the secret letter, he frowned at first, then relaxed slightly, and sneered: "It's not the people who are anxious now. If someone takes action, if someone wants to hit a wall, let them make trouble!"
Then he waved away the chamberlain, pointed his big hand at Yingying Yanyan who was kneeling on the ground in the hall, and laughed loudly: "Come on, come on! It's nothing, you can continue to play music and dance!"
Soon the sound of Mi Mi sounded in the hall again.
Just when Yang Guang reached out to hug a beauty again, suddenly several people walked in from outside the palace door.
Yang Guang was furious in his heart. Who dared to enter his palace without notification?
Before it could happen, a graceful and elegant woman walked in anxiously with a worried look on her face.
When Yang Guang saw this, the unknown fire in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he waved to the singers, dancers and the beauties around him.
After everyone retreated, only the woman remained in the hall.
Next to the lady, there was also a beautiful woman with a beautiful face in palace clothes, and a girl on the right wearing an emerald green fairy skirt.
The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth. She stood beside the woman in a gentle and demure manner, supporting her.
After dismissing everyone, Yang Guang smiled awkwardly and said to the woman at the head: "Sister, why do you have time to come to me today?"
The leading woman was none other than Yang Lihua, the sister of Yang Guang.
Following Yang Lihua on the left is Yang Guang's queen Xiao, and the girl on her right hand is the daughter of Yang Guang and Xiao, Princess Ruyi of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Ruyi.
When Yang Guang saw the family's formation, he suddenly felt uneasy.
He glared at Madam Xiao with some displeasure.
At this moment, Yang Lihua knelt down in front of Yang Guang with a plop.
“Your Majesty…”
Yang Lihua's howl suddenly startled Yang Guang.
Not caring about blaming Queen Xiao, she hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yang Lihua up.
However, Yang Lihua shook her head and refused to get up. With tears streaming down her face, she begged Yang Guang: "Your Majesty, please save the child!"
Yang Guang was shocked when he heard this and said hurriedly: "Good sister, please stop crying. What happened to the child?"
The child, named Li Jingxun, is the granddaughter of Yang Guang's sister Yang Lihua.
She was taken in by Yang Lihua in her palace and raised personally since she was a child. She was doted on by Yang Lihua, and even Yang Guang was also very doted on her.
When Yang Guang heard that something happened to the child, he was shocked and asked questions hurriedly.
Yang Lihua burst into tears, shook her head and sobbed: "I don't know either! I woke up this morning and was fine. I was still catching butterflies in the imperial garden. Who would have expected that at dusk, I would start to have a fever."
"He has a high fever that won't go away! All the doctors from the imperial hospital have looked at it, and they all said that... they can't find out the cause... and they also said that if the high fever still doesn't go away at midnight, I'm afraid... wuwu..."
"Your Majesty, you must save my child, she, she is only nine years old!"
"If she is gone, I, I won't be able to live anymore... wu wu..."
Yang Guang frowned slightly. He knew all the doctors at the Imperial Hospital, and they were all Xinglin masters.
Even if they are unable to detect a disease, what can he do, even if he is a nine-five-year-old man?
Yang Guang frowned and thought deeply. After helping Yang Lihua sit up, he walked back to his previous seat.
He shouted to the outside of the hall: "Come here, call the imperial doctor!"
Immediately, the eunuchs serving outside the palace took the order and left.
Then, Yang Guang habitually placed his hand on the case, and suddenly noticed something pressing under his hand.
When I picked it up and took a look, my eyes suddenly lit up.
After glancing at Yang Lihua, Yang Guang then carefully read the contents of the secret message.
After reading it in detail again, Yang Guang's eyes narrowed slightly.
Suddenly his eyes fell on Yang Ruyi beside Yang Lihua, and then on the secret letter in his hand.
A needle drop could be heard in the hall, and only Yang Lihua's low sobs echoed in the hall.
Yang Guang frowned for a long time, then suddenly slammed the table.
Yang Lihua and Xiao Yang Ruyi were immediately startled, and they all raised their heads to look at Yang Guang.
Just listen to Yang Guang say to Yang Lihua: "Sister, don't worry, I may have a way to save the child!"
At this moment, there was a call from outside the palace that a group of imperial doctors from the imperial hospital were waiting for him.
Yang Guang didn't bother to explain to Yang Lihua and said anxiously: "Quickly pass!"
A group of imperial doctors, old and young, entered the hall one after another to salute Yang Guang.
"Let us pay homage to His Majesty!"
At the very back of the group of imperial doctors, kneeling was a young man with a delicate face and a petite figure dressed in apprentice clothes.
While saluting, he slightly raised his head and glanced at Yang Guang, then hurriedly bowed his head and followed suit.
Yang Guangda waved his hand and said, "Everyone is exempted!"
Then he said anxiously: "Tell me, what happened to my granddaughter?"
An old man among the imperial doctors raised his head and clasped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, this young nobleman's pulse is obscure and difficult to understand, his high fever persists, and he seems to have some congenital deficiencies..."
"Stop it!" Yang Guang yelled impatiently: "What I want to hear is whether you can cure her, not your long speech here!"
"This..." All the imperial doctors immediately looked at each other, and no one said a word.
Yang Guang slammed the table and shouted angrily: "A bunch of losers!"
"Your Majesty, the pulse condition of this young nobleman is unheard of and unseen. Even ten of us cannot diagnose the cause of the disease. I am afraid that even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, there will be nothing we can do!"
One of the imperial doctors bravely clasped his fists and said.
Someone took the lead, and others immediately followed.
"Yes! No matter what kind of difficult or complicated disease there is, there is always a pulse to follow. The valuable person's pulse is messy, there is no trace to be found, and there is no way to start..."
"That's right! Wei Chen has been practicing medicine for decades, and this is the first time he has encountered an inoperable pulse..."
……
Yang Guang's head was pounding after hearing the words of the imperial doctors. He stood up angrily, pointed at a bunch of kneeling imperial doctors and said angrily: "Trash! They are all trash!"
"Come here! Get all these rubbish out and chop them up!"
After the words fell, the palace door suddenly opened, and a dozen palace guards wearing armor and holding steel swords walked in from outside the palace.
"ah?"
All the imperial doctors screamed in shock. When the guards entered the hall, their beards trembled with fright, and they kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Your Majesty, spare your life!"
"Your Majesty, have mercy!"
……
The young people behind the imperial doctors were so nervous that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. They didn't expect that they had only entered the imperial hospital for two or three days without telling their grandfather, and that they would die before grandpa?
"Wait!"
Just when all the imperial doctors were begging for mercy, Yang Lihua, who was sitting on the chair, shouted loudly.
Yang Lihua's eyes were red and she said to Yang Guang: "Your Majesty! The imperial doctors are definitely not failing in their duties. Even if you kill them all, it will not help, and..."
"And there is no chance that it will cause injustice to the child, so please pause your thunder and think of a way to save the child first!"
Hearing this, Yang Guang nodded slightly and waved to the guards who came into the hall.
After the guards retreated, Yang Guang sat back on his seat.
All the imperial doctors felt like they were behind closed doors, and they all raised their sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads.
The young man behind the imperial doctors also let out a sigh of relief and nervously wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.
