Chapter 639: Chapter 639: Otherwise, how many prescriptions should I prepare for grandpa?
“This is a good thing.”
But the symptoms are still there!
What should I do?
She beca conflicted again, fidgeting with the Emperor’s sleeve.
“In such a case,” the Emperor noticed the question in her heart, “with so many people around, it’s difficult to clarify her confusion here, and it’s not appropriate; we need an excuse.”
He looked at her and suggested, “Doctor Huang has toiled for most of the day. How about letting him step down?”
He had seen enough, and he had understood the issue. The presence of the Imperial Physician was no longer necessary.
“Ah?” Lian Hua ca back to her senses, about to agree when a sudden flash of insight reminded her of soone’s words.
She bit her lip and did not respond, thinking carefully, wondering if perhaps not that way?
But do not do unto others what you would not have them do unto you. She herself was very afraid; having His Majesty do that would not be good. It would break her heart.
She looked troubled as she glanced at the Emperor and then at Huang Zude, feeling an internal struggle.
“Does Nannan have anything else in mind?” The Emperor was sowhat surprised. Was his Little Concubine coming up with another “good idea” in such conflict?
Lian Hua clenched her teeth, steeled her heart, and figured she might as well join His Majesty if it ca to that.
She timidly suggested, “Otherwise… why not prescribe a few doses of dicine for His Majesty? Cure the illness if there is one, strengthen the body if there isn’t?”
As she spoke, her eyes drifted toward Huang Zude, as if asking, Is it feasible?
The Emperor: “…”
No wonder she was so conflicted…
Huang Zude was stunned for a mont; the next, his expression turned stern as he said, “Master Lian, dicines are poisons in part and should not be taken indiscriminately. Supplent only the body’s deficits; excess is not only unnecessary but harmful. What His Majesty lacks is rest, not dicinal supplents.”
This conflicted greatly with his dical philosophy. He was already being quite polite. Previously, Consort Fang Pin, who wanted to take dicine without being ill, was scolded right on the spot by him. He called her complaint a frivolous affliction and beyond his ability to treat, told her not to bother him without cause, then left with his dicine chest.
Prescribe the right dicine for the diagnosed illness, stop when cured. Not a dose more—that was his dical philosophy.
dicine is ant to cure diseases. From his observation, excessive dication could also damage a person’s internal organs. Over ti, the losses would outweigh the gains.
So incompetent doctors, first-rate in deception, would prescribe a whole bunch of dicines whether or not they could diagnose the ailnt.
This was sothing he greatly disliked.
Lian Hua imdiately gave in, ekly saying, “Okay, okay, I understand. I just, I just heard that tonic dicines could strengthen the body…”
Huang Zude could hold back no longer. This was a matter of principle, leaving no room for compromise: “I do not know where Master Lian heard such absurd notions, but I must debate this with the one who told her!”
In his view, surely so Imperial Physician had led Master Lian astray with such a bad idea.
He was determined to argue with such a misleading doctor.
Charcoal Head seed so scary, as if ready to start a quarrel.
Lian Hua dared not look directly and said in a soft voice, “I cannot tell you…”
She was very loyal and would certainly not betray Consort Fang Pin…
Huang Zude imdiately forgot his earlier intention to be kinder and more pleasant as his dark face turned even more severe, beginning to criticize this harmful concept. Citing dical classics and quoting pharmacopeias, he harshly criticized.
anwhile, in the harem, Consort Fang Pin kept sneezing and thinking she was really sick, hastily asked Jin Xi to summon the Imperial Physician, but that is another story.
After his tirade, Huang Zude looked at the troubleso Beauty Lian before him, his anger flared up again, criticizing, “It’s bad enough to avoid doctors on a usual day, but now to even believe in such heretical nonsense—this is unacceptable!”
He then sternly corrected Lian Hua’s notions from dietary habits to daily behavior, from pregnancy precautions to general prohibitions, explaining everything thoroughly.
Whether it was effective or not, Lian Hua did not dare utter a sound.
She sat obediently, first looking towards the Emperor, hoping pitifully for rescue, only to realize that His Majesty was not looking at her, but drinking water.
Facing no other choice, she then turned to Nanny Qi, only to find that Nanny Qi was not looking at her either, whispering sothing seemingly important with Pang Ya.
She had no option but to give up and then turned to look at Xiao Jizi and the others, only to find that no one was looking at her, unaware of her pitiful state, only the formidable Charcoal Head before her…
She had to give up on seeking help, her head lowered to the table, looking pitiful, like listening to a teacher’s scolding, hands on her rounded belly, like a well-behaved child, just hoping the terrifying Charcoal Head before her would finish criticizing soon.
The Emperor and Nanny Qi, who had been observing her subtle movents, exchanged glances almost bursting out laughing, showing absolutely no signs of intervention.
The Emperor initially could not stand it and thought of rescuing her, but after listening for a while, especially hearing that a pregnant woman must be aware of her condition and avoid certain things, he found it very sensible and imdiately dismissed the idea.
Indeed, one thing overcos another, and Doctor Huang was the person who could keep his Little Concubine in check.
Normally his Little Concubine was sowhat unrestrained, and he was reluctant to be too harsh on her, but soone had to play the villain, and today was just perfect, wonderfully so, Doctor Huang deserved a reward.
He picked up a cup of plain boiled water, looking away, feeling it inappropriate to look again. If he looked again and his Little Concubine sought his help, whether to save her or not, he feared he could not help but laugh, which would anger his Little Concubine.
Nanny Qi and the Emperor shared the sa thought; before Lian Hua looked at her, Nanny Qi pressed down her upturned lips and looked away, pretending to discuss sothing in whispers with Pang Ya.
Xiao Jizi initially felt sorry for his master. However, as he heard Huang Zude say many correct things, he greatly admired them in his heart.
Gosh, this is for the master’s own good. It would be sinful to interfere!
Thinking this, he imdiately bowed his head, silent, even holding back Xiao Linzi and Xiao Qing among others.
Thus, in the side hall of Canglan Court, a highly comical scene ensued: an Imperial Physician, spitting bullets of criticism at a pregnant Palace Concubine, while everyone in the packed room listened attentively but pretended to be busy when the Palace Concubine looked at them.
Finally, Huang Zude finished his criticism and said, “Has Master Lian understood clearly now?”
Lian Hua shrugged and bowed her head, nodding and ekly responded, “I have understood clearly.”
Inwardly, she weakly argued, claiming she knew all the reasoning well enough, but sotis she just couldn’t help herself…
She couldn’t voice this aloud, for she had experience in the matter…
Feeling cald, Huang Zude looked away from the hall, suddenly felt panicked as his dark face started turning red.
Lost in his fervor, he had forgotten about the presence of His Majesty, unsure what he might think…
His turn to speak, the Emperor put down his now-empty teacup, clenched a fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and said earnestly, “Since Nannan has understood, let us end here for today, Doctor Huang.”
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