Who is this kid? A little man who was about the same age as Xiaohui, he could bow and bow. He was so polite and very happy to look at it.

Liu Yi did not dare to let him go to him, so he just called Li Shimin and Li Chengqian and others. This little guy was also a princely figure. If he really wanted him to go to him, although Li Shimin would not say anything, he would inevitably feel a little grudge in his heart. Now in a feudal society, imperial power is supreme, and although Li Shimin is a wise ruler, he will inevitably have the thought of superiority and inferiority in his heart.

Liu Yi-hurriedly squatted down, blocked the little prince's hand, and said to him in a very kind tone: "Your Highness doesn't have to do this. How dare Xiaomin be angry with you? And it's Xiaomin's duty to treat the Queen. Even if you don't worry, Xiaomin will do his best and will never let down the expectations of the emperor and the young master."

"Yeah," Xiao Zhinu nodded fiercely, then flashed his big watery eyes, looking at Liu Yi with expectations and asked, "Can Mr. Liu cure his mother's illness? The mother has been lying in bed for a long time, and she can't play with Zhinu."

"Uh? This," this question is really hard to answer.

Liu Yiu couldn't help but look up at Li Shimin, and saw that Li Shimin was also looking at him, and he seemed to want to hear what Liu Yiu meant.

Can Queen Changsun be cured, or can asthma be cured? Liu Yiu is also very distressed. Although asthma is not a terminal illness, it is also a well-known chronic disease. Just like diabetes and hypertension, it is difficult to cure it. It is the right way to control it normally.

But Liu Yi didn't know the control method.

This is normal. Liu Yiu is not a doctor. If he can do a very professional job like treating asthma, it would be abnormal. Moreover, if it weren't for his good work in the past, he would often watch TV, surf the Internet, etc., and know a little about some simple first aid methods for asthma. Queen Changsun just got sick, he could only watch from the side.

Seeing that Liu Yimeng was in a bad mood, Li Chengqian walked up and bent over and picked up Xiao Zhinu, and said to him softly: "Be good at Zhinu, let's invite Mr. Liu to the hall first and then talk about it?"

"Oh." Xiao Zhinu nodded obediently in Li Chengqian's arms.

"Mr. Liu, let's go to the inner hall to talk." Li Shimin said to Liu Yiu, then walked in first, sat down on the right, waved his hand to Liu Yiu and Li Chengqian and the others and said, "You all sit there too."

"Thank you, Father (Emperor)!" Several people saluted Li Shimin, and then sat down in order of their identities.

Li Chengjin held Xiao Zhinu and stayed on the right, Li Tai, the guy on the left, Liu Yiyi was a civilian with the lowest status, so he sat at the bottom and Li Chengqian's right.

"The queen just now has an illness. I see that Mr. Liu's treatment technique is skillful and very effective. I dare to ask Mr. Liu, have you encountered such symptoms before?" As soon as he finished, Li Shimin asked Liu Yi.

Liu Yiu stood up and bowed to Li Shimin, and replied, "The emperor is keen. Xiaomin has indeed seen him several times before. This type of patient is usually the same as ordinary people, and some are even stronger than ordinary people. There will be no problem when sitting or walking while sitting. However, once this disease occurs, it will make people feel angry, coughing, and gasping, just like the Empress just now. If timely treatment is not provided, the mild case will be fainting, and severe case will be exhausted and die of anger!"

"Will Mr. Liu have a good recipe for curing this disease?" Li Shimin knew what Liu Yi said, but this was not what he wanted.

Li Shimin now only wants to know whether Liu Yi can cure the queen's disease?

"Emperor," Liu Yiuan bowed again and said bluntly: "As far as the common people know, there is no cure for this disease. To protect the safety of the Empress, you can only do normal prevention and control. Or," Liu Yiu suddenly thought of something and said to Li Shimin: "Or can the emperor find someone, with him, and it is unknown that the Queen's disease can be cured."

"Oh, I wonder who Mr. Liu said?" Li Shimin's expression moved, and some hope arose in his heart.

"Sun Simiao!" Liu Yijian replied, "'Medical King' Sun Simiao!"

A super medical expert who can write "Qianjin Yaofang" may be able to really cure the asthma disease of Queen Changsun.

"Sun Simiao? Is it him?" Li Shimin nodded gently. He still had some impression of Sun Simiao. He was in his seventies, had a thin face, had a bearded jaw, and looked like a fairy-like figure. He had a stubborn temper and was unwilling to deal with the court.

In the first year of Zhenguan, when Li Shimin first ascended the throne, he summoned him and wanted to give him a title because of his "righteousness", but Sun Simiao, the old Taoist, was reluctant to hide in the mountains and refine the "Taiyi Spirit Pill". Seeing that he was old and focused on the Tao, Li Shimin did not force him to go there.

Thinking about it now, the old Taoist medical skills seemed to be quite praised and were also very famous in Chang'an area. However, he does not seem to have the title of "Medical King". Is it a bit exaggerating to call him "Medical King"?

Li Shimin looked at Liu Yi with a despise and asked, "I wonder how Master Sun compares to Mr. Liu?"

Liu Yiuan replied respectfully: "When you come back to the emperor, if you compare Xiaomin's medical skills as a clear stream, then Master Sun's medical skills will be a vast ocean. Compared with Master Sun, the minority is far different! Therefore, if the emperor can invite Master Sun, the Queen's illness will be fine!"

"Okay! According to Mr. Liu's words, I will send someone to find Master Sun!" Although I don't know where Sun Simiao is now, it is not easy for Li Shimin, a dignified king of a country, to find someone?

"However, before that, Mr. Liu was worried about the queen's illness." Li Shimin said.

"Don't worry, with the little people here, the empress will not be in trouble in a short period of time." Liu Yiu's heart also calmed down and invited the "Medical King" out, one for the Empress Changsun who made him feel very kind and kind, and the other for finding a big tree for himself to enjoy the shade.

With the "Medical King" here, he, a half-tongued doctor, can go home early.

To be honest, although Chang'an is prosperous, it is also the place where the most powerful gathers. He has a serious sense of hierarchy and inferiority. He is a commoner who stays here, and he will feel a little uncomfortable. In comparison, Liu Yiu still likes to stay in Sanyuan.

"Well," Li Shimin nodded, waved his hand to them and ordered: "Okay, let's get here today, you all go down."

"Yes, Father (Emperor)! Son (Little People) surrendered!" Putting down Xiao Zhinu, the group of people, led by Li Chengqian, withdrew from the hall one by one.

"Mr. Liu," Li Chengqian turned his legs and walked with Liu Yi at the same shoulder, and said to Liu Yi softly: "I want to invite Mr. to the East Palace to talk to him. With Mr. Xie's virtue of helping him on the same day, I wonder if Mr. can do it conveniently?"

In General Gongsun’s Mansion, Yang Bofang and Gongsun Wuda are fighting for chess.

"Brother Gongsun's chess power seems to have increased again, haha..." Yang Bofang jumped the horse over the Chu River and Han boundary, ate a small pawn opposite him, and said to Gongsun Wuda with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Yang," Gongsun Wuda rushed to the car and blocked Yang Bofang's artillery with no politeness, and said with a smile: "This kind of chess is specially prepared for those of us who have fought wars. Of course, it will be faster to learn. I really don't know what kind of person a nephew's teacher is, and he can come up with such a wonderful chess game. It's really admirable!"

"Yes," Yang Bofang moved the cannon away and sighed: "In addition to this chess game, there is also the literary talent of a virtuous nephew, calligraphy, and well, and medical skills. I think it is very related to his teacher."

"I don't know what's going on in the palace now?" As he spoke, a hint of worry appeared on Yang Bofang's face.

Gongsun Wuda drove again, swallowed Yang Bofang's horse that had just passed the boundary, and said carelessly: "What's there to worry about? It's a great achievement to save him, and his benefits will inevitably be lost in the future. If you can't save him well, just relying on Brother Yang's connections and relationships in Chang'an City, can't he save his life?"

"However, I am very optimistic about Yi Yi's nephew. Even if he really can't save Empress Changsun, he will definitely find a way to escape unstoppable. You don't have to worry about him." Gongsun Wuda was very confident in Liu Yi.

"Haha," Yang Bofang smiled and fired the cannon, knocking Gongsun Wuda's cart away, saying, "This is true. That kid is not stupid, otherwise he would not have won the favor of your second child. He even joined in the fun and made Xiaolan'er recognize a nephew as his eldest brother. It's really a pity that he could think of it."

Gongsun Wudafei returned to defend, blocking the trend of cannons, and said with a smile: "This is the cleverness of our second child. It is much better to find Xiaolan'er to control him than to let him follow Du Xian's cunning son all day long."

"Well, that's true." Yang Bofang nodded, gave up the cart in the left corner, and asked Gongsun Wuda: "Brother Gongsun, did you tell me that they were assassinated last time, and have you already involved a virtuous nephew in the internal disputes of the palace?"

"This is not sure," Gongsun Wudaba smashed his mouth and said, "It depends on the experience and choice of a nephew during this trip to Chang'an."

"Haha, General!" Gongsun Wuda put the cannon next to Yang Bo's general, and Yang Bofang's general was no longer moving. Gongsun Wuda proudly smiled at Yang Bofang and said, "Brother Yang, are you losing this time? Haha..."
Chapter completed!