The head of the hospital sighed, "Yes, even though the old minister has practiced medicine for so many years, this disease is called love for life and evil death. I have also learned about it in ancient medical books. From ancient times to the present, the chances of curing this disease are very small."

It’s not that he doesn’t help him, it’s because of this disease. Unless the gods descend to earth, there will be only death.

Defei's feet became weak and her body slid down like a piece of paper.

The ministers also looked at each other and shook their heads.

They have never heard of this disease, but the head of the hospital said that it is impossible to cure it, so there is really no way to cure it.

The maid quickly supported her and begged to the head of the yard:

"The head of the hospital...the head of the hospital, my empress is still so young, how could she get such a terminal illness? You must save my empress!"

If the Empress dies, they will suffer as well.

"I just say it, there is no cure, you still don't believe it, hum!" The crazy doctor looked arrogant and his beard fluttered with his breathing.

Everyone turned their eyes to the arrogant old man again.

Concubine De was also called back to her senses and stumbled to the crazy doctor, with pain:

"You said you are a crazy doctor. The crazy doctor is known as a living god. I used to offend him verbally. Now I apologize to the doctor and ask the doctor to save the little girl!"

In order to let the crazy doctor see her sincerity, she lifted up the hem of the skirt and knelt down directly to him.

The crazy doctor naturally accepted her kneeling and frowned slightly.

This disease is very difficult.

"Girl, do you believe me this time? Well, this disease has worsened very seriously. You have also heard from the head of the hospital that the chance of saving is almost zero."

The maid beside Concubine De was crying even more fiercely than Concubine De, and she was crying and kowtowed hard on the ground:

"My doctor, please save my empress. I offended you just now. I kowtowed to you and apologized. I must save my empress!"

The Empress is still so young, there will definitely be a way to cure it.

She knelt down to pull the corner of the crazy doctor's clothes.

"You girl, don't slap me, I really can't cure me." I quickly patted the maid's claws with both hands.

"Ah! Empress, what's wrong with you?" The maid heard a horror.

I saw that Concubine De, who was still arrogant just now, was now like a kite with a broken string, sliding slowly to the ground.

My little face is so beautiful, and I look pitiful.

Su Yincheng said, "Come here, send Concubine De back, and then let the imperial physician study the treatment methods."

The two attendants came out and worked together to carry Concubine De back to her palace.

The Imperial Study Room restored its former tranquility.

The head of the hospital heard from the conversation between several people that the irreconcilable old man in front of him, who was a fairy-like and fairy-like man, was a crazy genius doctor.

He was a little uncertain and asked excitedly, "This old man, are you the living god who killed the Imperial Hospital and the crazy doctor?"

The crazy doctor looked up at him, "Well, are you the young doctor Xiao Mao in the past?"

I vaguely remember him more than ten years ago.

Mao Yuan was very surprised and burst into tears, "I am Xiaomao, hey, I didn't expect that after decades, I would still be able to see you. It's such a fate."

He was still a passionate young man back then, but decades have passed in a blink of an eye.

The crazy doctor was in a good mood when he saw his old friend decades ago. He patted Mao's head on the shoulder, "I'm doing well, I've become the head of the head."

The eyes full of relief were filled with words: the grass had grown into a towering tree.

Mao Yuanshou's old face turned red and felt embarrassed.
Chapter completed!