In front of Ningyuan Hou Mansion, the guards had already called the door.

Fang Hua jumped out of the car first, then stretched out a hand and helped Zhou Heng down. This action was respectful and did not deliberately say anything, but the action had already been known to the people in the gatekeeper. The person who was helped by this father-in-law naturally had an extraordinary identity.

Zhou Heng didn't say much. Fang Hua understood what he meant very well. Now he really had to use the banner of the palace. The first shot would not be fired, and it would be difficult to deal with it later, so today we must pick a tough guy to chew.

After a while, a long bearded man in the doorman came over quickly.

"Hello, this father-in-law, my father is still recuperating. I wonder if it was his Majesty summoned him or what kind of expensive things are there?"

Fang Hua shook off the whisk in his hand, squinted his eyes, and didn't even give a look to the man.

"Our family is passing on the oral order of His Majesty, bringing Zhou Yuanzong and others from the Imperial Hospital to come to Ningyuan for treatment."

The man was stunned, "This judgmentator Liu Yuan came just yesterday, I don't know..."

Fang Hua then raised his eyes, "You are..."

The man quickly clasped his fists again, "Lu Pingnan, the second son of the Marquis of Ningyuan."

Fang Hua then opened his eyes, and his face still had the same attitude of not paying attention.

"Our family is just running errands for His Majesty. We naturally have to tell Ning Yuanhou personally and hope to report it. Otherwise, if His Majesty blames him, our family will not be able to bear it."

Lu Pingnan had a hint of embarrassment on his face, and he looked behind him. A boy quickly ran to the mansion, and then he bowed to Fang Hua.

"Don't blame me, my father is in bed for a long time and has a very strange temper. This is not a fear of disturbing my father-in-law. Since it is the oral order of His Majesty, please come in there!"

Fang Hua didn't say anything and stepped up the steps. Zhou Heng and him walked side by side inside. When they reached the door, Fang Hua raised his hand, turned around and pointed at Boss Xue and said:

"You help the Zhou Yuan judge get the medicine box, and the other guards are waiting outside, so the imperial doctors will follow you in."

Lu Pingnan didn't say anything. After all, these people were very jealous. One of them knew nothing. They quickly led the way in front and went directly to a cross-yard without going to the main hall. Before they even entered the room, they heard a roar full of energy.

"Get out of here, no imperial doctor is the same as the one who is not an imperial doctor, I don't look at it!"

With the roar, a sound of porcelain smashing came. Lu Pingnan paused and turned around and looked at Fang Hua awkwardly.

"Dad father-in-law, why don't I wait a moment and I'll talk about it?"

Fang Hua waved his hand and looked indifferent.

"It's okay, the Marquis has been sick for a long time, let's go straight in."

As he said that, he smiled at Zhou Heng.

"Assistant Zhou asked first!"

Zhou Heng's lips trembled. This guy was a personal sperm, but he had reached this point and there was nothing to hesitate. After seeing Ning Yuanhou's illness, he still felt confident.

Thinking of this, he stepped into the room directly. As soon as he came in, he felt a gust of cold wind on the left. Since Xiu'er hit him, he had a strong sense of self-protection. He took a step forward and then a teacup hit the position where he was standing just now.

Zhou Heng tried his best to make his expression calm, turned to the left, and bowed to salute.

"Zhou Heng, a judge of the Imperial Hospital, has met Ning Yuanhou."

"snort."

With a cold snorkeling, Zhou Heng raised his eyes and saw an old man sitting on the couch, with white hair and white beards and wide eyes. Even though he was sitting, he could feel his burly figure.

Lu Pingnan quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words in Ningyuanhou's ear. The old marquis didn't get angry anymore, but just looked up at Fang Hua.

Fang Hua had also walked over, shaking his hand and nodding slightly at Ning Yuanhou.

"I have met Ning Yuan Hou and passed the emperor's oral order: Today, Fang Hua specially ordered the Imperial Hospital Zhou Gong and several imperial doctors to treat the old illness of Ning Yuan Hou. I hope your family will be healthy as soon as possible. I respect this!"

Lu Pingnan had already knelt down and kowtowed, but Ning Yuanhou sat peacefully, just clasped his fists and looked at Fang Hua.

"I am old and I don't have much time left. Thank you for your good intentions. As for the verdict of the Imperial Hospital, Liu, who has been here for a few days, I don't need it for now. Please go back!"

The old marquis had no intention of accepting good intentions at all. Fang Hua smiled and bowed to the old marquis and said:

"Don't say that, your Majesty is worried about you. Since we are all here, please let the Zhou Yuan give you a look. Is it better to choose whether to cure or not?"

The old marquis laughed loudly, "Haha, it seems that His Majesty is really worried about my husband's body. What else can I worry about if I am already paralyzed?"

Fang Hua was stunned. Unexpectedly, this old marquis was so brave, and his face suddenly looked a little unfair.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Heng pulled Fang Hua's sleeve behind him. He turned to look at Zhou Heng with confusion on his face.

Zhou Heng took a step forward and saluted Ning Yuanhou slightly before looking up at his face.

"People who have been ill for a long time have strong heart fire and liver depression. Since the old marquis does not allow him to take the pulse, let's talk about your symptoms based on the old marquis' face. If what is said is wrong, can I leave immediately?"

Fang Hua's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Zhou Heng to say this. He had never seen the condition without taking a pulse. Looking at Zhou Heng's confident expression and the calm expressions of the several imperial doctors behind him, he was instantly convinced.

It seems that what my uncle said is true. Zhou Heng is definitely not an ordinary person. He not only has medical skills, but also has control over people's thoughts. It seems that he has done nothing, but is under control. This is really amazing.

Then Fang Hua looked at Ning Yuanhou, as if Zhou Heng's words were unexpected. At this moment, his face was a little shocked. He looked up and down at Zhou Heng and nodded to him.

"As long, then let's talk!"

Zhou Heng smiled and took another step forward.

"Please remove the quilt and let me see the old marquis' feet. Looking at the doctor is not a fortune teller, and you need to see the color and status to make a judgment."

Ning Yuanhou nodded. It was indeed a bit difficult if this was not allowed. Anyway, if you can't diagnose the pulse, you can see what's the point. Then he glanced at his second son beside him.

"Pingnan comes here and help me lift the quilt and remove the socks."

Lu Pingnan immediately walked over, quickly lifted Ning Yuanhou's quilt, tidied it up and placed it inside, and gently removed a pair of cloth socks.

Zhou Heng's eyes did not leave the bed. With Lu Pingnan's movements, the window curtain was lifted. The pair of shoes hidden behind the window curtain paused Zhou Heng's eyes. He had been paralyzed after a long time. Why use shoes?

But just glanced at me and quickly opened my eyes.

Ning Yuanhou was covered with a narrow quilt under his body. He knew that he was often washed and it turned white. A dark material was exposed in the middle. It seemed to be made of cowhide, which was used as a urine cushion.

As the cloth socks were removed, a pair of pale and green feet appeared in front of Zhou Heng. Compared with Ning Yuanhou's burly upper body, these feet were too thin and their ankles were skinny and bone-skinned, but you couldn't see anything up any further.

Zhou Heng bowed and looked at Lu Pingnan.

"Okay, please let Mr. Lu cover the old marquis first. In the early spring, I think the room temperature is still warm, but those who have been in bed for a long time will still feel cold."

Lu Pingnan stepped forward and covered Ning Yuanhou with a quilt. At this time, Ning Yuanhou looked at Zhou Heng with a slight difference.

Zhou Heng paused for a moment, unfolded the form Liu Yu copied, and then said:

"I will briefly talk about the situation of the old marquis. I have read a piece of information before coming. This is the information about all the injured generals. Your Majesty ordered that all the generals' homes be visited within one month and do their best to diagnose and treat them.

This contains some introduction to Ning Yuanhou's condition, which says that the Marquis was injured during the First World War in Liaobei three years ago. There were 32 wounds on his body, of which an arrow was shot into his waist, which was the most serious. He returned to the capital for half a month to treat. Although the remaining tails of the arrow were removed, he could no longer walk.

The others are not described, if the old marquis is interested, you can take a look.”

As he said that, before Zhou Heng could speak, he had already walked to him, spread the form and handed it in front of him.

Ning Yuanhou had not planned to read it, but before handing the form over, he still glanced at it and was instantly attracted by the form. Each item was clearly classified at a glance. If such a statistical method was used in the army, wouldn’t it be twice the result with half the effort?

“Did you make this form?”
Chapter completed!