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4.14

The General's Dishonesty (Fourteen): It's a Pity to Abandon It (Page 1/3)

In the palace, the Imperial Hospital.

Many rare medicinal materials were neatly placed on the medicine drying rack, but the hospital was empty. Everyone gathered in the main pavilion of the Imperial Hospital. Several old imperial doctors stood in the front. Even though they had seen many dignitaries, concubines and royal relatives, they were quite reserved at this time and dared not breathe. There were also many young imperial doctors who raised their eyes from time to time, wanting to see if the visitor was as terrifying as the legend said.

"That's all?" The file in his hand was moved away, and Xiong Tingfei sat in the main seat, frowning his sword-like eyebrows and looking at the imperial doctors in the front.

"Your Majesty has worked hard to govern the country. The medicine cannot be too strong. We are also very cautious and have spent a lot of effort." One of the imperial doctors said in fear, "But the emperor prefers several heavenly masters who make elixirs. In the past six months, the imperial doctors have asked for peace of mind several times, but they were rejected..."

"...Have you tested the elixir?"

Several imperial doctors looked at each other in silence, unable to say a word.

"Bang!" With a palm, the pear wood beside him was broken into pieces!

How could the doctors who saved the dying and the wounded withstand the fierce and murderous momentum of General Xiting? Their legs suddenly became weak and they knelt on the ground. Several old imperial doctors trembled and whispered: "Even if the Imperial Hospital wants to interfere, if it displeases the emperor, I am afraid that no one in the hospital can afford it..."

Xiong Tingfei did not speak, clenched his fists, and the files in his left hand were crushed into pieces, floating down. Even when sitting on the elegant wooden armchair, his burly figure makes people feel the pressure of a thousand pounds.

"Who recommended the Heavenly Master?" He spoke after a long while.

The old doctors glanced at the general's gloomy features, and then looked at each other, and finally sighed before speaking.

"It's... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Sir?!"

...

Xiong Tingfei strode out of the Imperial Hospital, and only calmed down when he was about to reach the gate of the East Palace. It's

true that he is a military general, but he also understands what he can and can't do, otherwise he would not have lived to this day with his identity as a commoner.

It's just that the current situation confirms what Xu Weiran said before. The Crown Prince has a plan, but the emperor is hiding it. The young marquis's cold face seems to be right in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm and ridicule.

After thinking about it, he walked back.

On the way, he passed by the Imperial Hospital again, and it was quite lively inside.

"Imperial Physician Zhou, why did you come back just now? The General of the Cavalry came in person just now, and he asked to see the emperor's medication records. The whole Imperial Hospital was turned upside down."

"I would like to meet the general, but the young marquis of Jinnan Prefecture is sick again, so the palace sent me..." a middle-aged male voice replied.

"That young Marquis Xu who escaped death?"

"Yeah... You didn't see what he looked like. Once the curtain was opened... Oh..." The middle-aged man sighed, "... According to the medical guidelines, the young Marquis's face is pale and blue, his eyebrows are worried and cautious, with vertical lines, and he coughs and wheezes when he gets angry, which are symptoms of heart and lung damage. His taste and smell are dull, and I'm afraid his spleen is also burdened. These are just superficial symptoms." The man seemed to shake his head and continued, "No wonder before I went for the consultation, the master told me to do what I can and not to blame myself."