Chapter 846 You Are Ruthless and I Am Ruthless

After knowing all this, Zi'an felt much more relaxed.

As a doctor, it is very difficult for her to violate her conscience, knowing that it can be saved, but she does not save it.

When Wu Yanzu left, he suddenly turned around and said, "I have been walking around outside the capital for the past two or three days, and I have inquired about the current emperor's affairs. The people still praise the emperor very much. They say that the emperor is a good emperor."

Zian nodded, "Well, I know, you go down."

Wu Yanzu hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Then, will you save the emperor? Don't you want to become Doctor Wen Yi's disciple?"

"Let me think about it first, okay?" Zi'an said softly.

Knowing that Zi'an was upset, Lingli pushed Wu Yanzu away.

Zian sat down by the window and sighed softly. Yes, the emperor was a good emperor and did many practical things for the people of Da Zhou.

This is undeniable, because even Lao Qi once said it.

A good emperor suddenly turned into a stupid emperor because he felt threatened. He believed that the biggest threat was Lao Qi, his most trusted younger brother.

I don't know if it's funny or sad.

After feeling for a long time, Zi'an began to study Fang Zi down-to-earth.

After making a decision in my heart, I feel much better than the previous few days, at least I don't have to struggle with my thoughts.

When Murong Jie came back, Zi'an informed him of his decision.

Murong Jie hugged her gently into his arms, and said: "I will support you in whatever decision you make. The worst plan is that we leave the capital and go to the southern country before he recovers."

"Well, go to the southern country. In fact, going to the southern country is not the worst choice, but the best choice." Zi An lay in his arms. It might be a good choice to go to the southern country. If Dongwang is a neighbor, the emperor would not be so stupid as to provoke a peaceful tiger, so life will definitely be more stable than in Beijing.

"How long will the treatment take?" Murong Jie asked.

"It's half a year at the fastest, and a year at the slowest."

"Then we can wait until Ah Xin gets married before we leave." Murong Jie said comfortingly. Moreover, in the past year or so, he was able to reverse the somewhat biased policy and cultivate some contacts for the prince. .

"However, can Sun Fang'er last so long?" Murong Jie asked.

Zian also thought about this issue, and said: "Since that person can say these things to Wu Yanzu, she must help Sun Fang'er."

On Sun Fang'er's side, she really had no choice but to rely on that person for help.

"Don't be too tired, you are the most important thing, you know?" Murong Jie urged.

"I know, I will accept Wu Yanzu, and he will accompany me into the palace." Zian knew that he would not have enough energy to perform acupuncture in the later stage. Fortunately, Wu Yanzu knew some acupuncture techniques. If he can improve his skills in these two months, Acupuncture and moxibustion combined with decoction, about six months to eight months, the emperor's side will be well.

In the days that followed, both husband and wife were very busy.

Murong Jie acted resolutely, and pulled out a bunch of royalists, but did not punish them, but sent them out. As for the officials who were promoted after the emperor regained control of the government, they were investigated by the Ministry of Officials. All reassignment or demotion.

Then, several generals were promoted. These generals are all meritorious ministers. Even if the emperor takes power in the future, they cannot be deprived of their posts.

Zian took Wu Yanzu in, and took Wu Yanzu into the palace every day to administer injections and test medicines.

The emperor also calmed down his temper and lost his previous hatred for Zi'an. He cooperated with Zi'an's treatment very much, and even let Wu Yanzu do acupuncture for him at ease.

On this day, after Zi'an administered the needle, the emperor ordered someone to prepare refreshments to talk to Zi'an.

Zi'an sent Wu Yanzu out and helped the emperor to sit down.

The emperor could barely get up, but because of the medicine, he always felt dizzy, the vomiting of blood decreased, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Sit down!" The emperor gasped and half leaned back on the chair.

Zian sat in front of him and handed him a handkerchief to prevent him from panting and vomiting blood.

"It's the ancestor who left you the prescription, isn't it?" the emperor asked softly, taking a deep breath.

"Yes!" Zi'an admitted, "She gave the prescription, but two medicines are missing. What she means is whether it can be saved or not, it's up to me. It's just that she asked someone to tell me that if I save you, Wen Yi The doctor will accept me as a disciple."

"So, you saved me just to be Doctor Wen Yi's disciple?" The emperor's expression relaxed a little, he likes this, he doesn't want anything other than to receive her favor.

"Yes!" Zian nodded and said, she would rather be like this, and feel more at ease.

The emperor sighed softly, "I really regret treating my ancestor like this, she must be very disappointed."

Zian didn't make a sound, the ancestor was disappointed, but he was willing to save him.

She might also be able to help Sun Fang'er detoxify the poison, but she didn't. Instead, she was forced to treat the emperor with such a series of checks and balances.

"When will I be cured?" The emperor raised his head, with longing in his eyes.

Zi'an said: "According to this progress, it will take about seven or eight months."

"It took so long?" The emperor looked at her incredulously, "I feel much better now."

Zi'an said expressionlessly: "Your majesty was much better before, why did the poison come back later? Now the gu insects in the emperor's body have multiplied in large numbers, and you must get rid of all the gu insects to treat your butterfly spots. Seven or eight A month is already the fastest, if the curative effect is not good, it is also possible in a year or two."

"Isn't this the prescription given by the ancestor? Why did it take so long?" The emperor didn't believe Zian's words at all. How could it take so long for the ancestor to save someone?

Zian looked at him, "It's the prescription given by the ancestors, but this prescription is not a panacea. The emperor knows his physical condition. To put it bluntly, he is already terminally ill. The so-called illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a convulsion." Si, if the emperor doesn't believe it, you can show my prescription to the imperial doctors."

The emperor's eyes were cold and silent, "If it takes seven or eight months, I'm afraid this country will be eaten away by people."

Zi An sneered and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need me to treat you. You don't need to treat people who are suspicious, and you don't need to be suspicious of employers, especially doctors."

The emperor stared at her for a long time, "In my sick bed, even a princess dared to lose her temper with me, does your prince still have eyes for me?"

Zian didn't speak, because he had nothing to say, and when he became stubborn, everything he said would be futile and a waste of words.

"Your majesty, rest, I'll come back tomorrow." She got up, took the medicine box and turned to leave.

The emperor's voice came from behind Zi'an, cold and emotionless, "If I don't recover in three months, it means the concubine's treatment is not effective."

Zian turned around and looked at him with a gloomy face, "Your Majesty, there is a saying that you may not have heard before. You can offend anyone, but never offend the doctor who treats you."

"Do you still dare to kill the king?" the emperor snapped.

Zi'an sneered, "Remember the choice the emperor gave Lao Qi at the beginning, you are ruthless first, no wonder we are ungrateful."

After speaking, she strode out.