Chapter 821 The real dragon emperor’s heartache

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Military Advisor Milia is thirty-six years old this year. He has an old mother and three children. The couple is loving and the family is harmonious.

The ministers of Dayu studied for a quarter of an hour, but could not find any breakthrough point from Milia's military advisor.

"The prince wrote that Miliya must go home every half a month." Cheng Wanwan asked, "The military headquarters only leaves one day a month, so why does Miliya have to go back every half month?"

Prince Victor immediately replied: "Milia's mother suffers from a chronic illness and is bedridden all year round. He is a well-known filial son in Assab and must go back to see his old mother every half month."

Cheng Wanwan raised her eyes: "Does the prince know what disease the old lady is suffering from?"

"The doctor can't diagnose it either." The prince shook his head, "I visited once two years ago. The old lady coughed all year round, occasionally coughed up blood, had chest pain and fainted from time to time. She saw many doctors but she didn't get better. She just dragged on day by day. Getting thinner and thinner..."

Cheng Wanwan frowned slightly.

Why do these symptoms look so much like pneumonia?

In ancient times when medical treatment was underdeveloped, 80 to 90 percent of inflammations could be cured with antibacterial drugs and antibiotics.

In particular, pneumonia, a common disease, is not a big deal in modern times. In ancient times, it was a catastrophic disease for children and the elderly...

If it is determined that Mrs. Miliya has pneumonia, then a breakthrough has been found.

"Dayu Kingdom has arranged for an imperial doctor to accompany us." Cheng Wanwan said, "Why don't you take the imperial doctor to show the old lady tomorrow?"

The prince knew very well the status of Miliya's military advisor in the military headquarters, and he must win over Miliya at any cost...

He nodded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements."

After the prince left, King Qin had not returned yet. He was called by Prince Yali to inspect the glaze workshop. Cheng Wanwan asked him to continue dealing with the prince. The prince's attention was all on King Qin, so it was better for them to do this. Doing things without anyone noticing.

The next morning, the prince arranged a carriage and took Cheng Wanwan and the imperial doctor to the military advisor's residence.

The military advisor lived not far from the palace. The carriage drove for a quarter of an hour and arrived at the door of the mansion. The guard guarding the door was slightly surprised to see the prince coming, but he still went in and informed him.

"I have met His Highness the Prince." Miliya's wife came out to welcome him, "The Prince is here, but I don't know why?"

The prince said in a gentle voice: "I heard that the old lady's chronic illness has become more and more serious. I have been worried. It just so happened that a royal doctor came from Dayu Country this time. Dayu Country's treatment method is different from our Assab. Maybe the old lady can be cured, so I will shamelessly ask the imperial doctor to make this trip. Is it convenient?"

Melia's wife knew that her husband was the most filial, so she immediately welcomed the group in and led them to the old lady's yard.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I smelled a strong smell of herbs, which was very pungent.

Walking through the yard and walking into the back room, the smell of medicine was even stronger. The room was not ventilated, and the various smells were mixed, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

There was no abnormality on the prince's face. He walked to the bed and asked the old lady in a gentle voice how she was doing recently.

The old man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the prince, he hurriedly stood up to salute, but the prince pushed him back: "Milia is our Assab's military advisor. Assab can resist foreign enemies. Miliya's merits Of course, the old lady gave birth to such an outstanding son as Miliya, who is a great contributor to our Assab, so there is no need to pay tribute to me, a prince with no achievements."

He patted the back of the old lady's hand and made way for the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor sat in front of the bed, put his hand on the old lady's pulse, and his face became more and more solemn: "This is an external evil entering the body, at least for more than ten years. It is a miracle to live for so many years. The body has long been exhausted, even if it is Hua Tuo’s reincarnation will not last more than three months..."

Miliya's wife quickly asked: "What did the royal doctor mean?"

Cheng Wanwan smiled and said: "The imperial doctor said that if he had been asked to diagnose the pulse earlier, the disease would have been cured long ago, but it is not too late now."

"I can only prescribe a prescription to exorcise evil spirits." The imperial doctor said, "Coupled with acupuncture and physiotherapy, it may help the patient suffer less in the last few months."

"Although this disease can be cured, it is a bit difficult." Cheng Wanwan looked at Milia's wife, "The main reason is that the medicine is difficult to find."

She had just made an observation and found out that the old lady probably had pneumonia.

Ordinary pneumonia can be cured with oral antibacterial drugs or antibiotics. Although there are some sequelae, it is worse than dying.

Mrs. Miliya said: "As long as it is a medicinal material that can be named, my husband can find it. Please make it clear to Mrs. Sui."

"Yaoyin is the treasure of the True Dragon Emperor." Cheng Wanwan made nonsense, "The blood of the True Dragon Emperor is the foundation of life. After taking it away, the True Dragon Emperor will be sick in bed for a long time at worst, or die at worst. That's why I said the medicine It’s hard to find.”

Mrs. Milia instinctively looked at the prince.

The prince pursed his lips and said nothing.

"No, no!" The old lady waved her hands on the bed, "The king is the king of Assab and the king of all the people. I am a dying person and I am not worthy of using the king's hard work. This matter should be treated as if it never happened. But don’t tell Miliya, do you hear me?”

Mrs. Milia quickly calmed down the old lady: "Okay, okay, don't tell him."

The imperial doctor didn't understand what they were saying at all. He sat by himself and wrote the prescription and handed it over.

Cheng Wanwan wrote another one in Assab language and warned: "This prescription can reduce cough and chest pain. Madam, please take this prescription first."

Leaving the military advisor's residence, the prince said with some uncertainty: "What if Mrs. Jomilia really doesn't tell the military advisor?"

"How could it be?" Cheng Wanwan smiled and shook his head, "Everyone in this street saw that you brought the imperial doctor to your door. The military advisor is not a fool. He will know after a little research. A filial person will not Let’s miss any opportunity for treatment, we just wait.”

The prince continued to ask: "Can the real dragon emperor's heartache be cured? What if something happens to my father..."

Seizing military power is important, but to him, his father's body is more important, and he doesn't want to sacrifice his father's life...

"It's just a joke, prince, don't take it seriously." Cheng Wanwan said, "In three days at most, the military advisor will come to the palace to ask for the king's favor. Although the military advisor has requests from the royal family, you must remember not to conflict with the military advisor, let alone Take the opportunity to make a request... Prince Yali relies on profit to maintain his subordinates, so you have to change your approach, do you understand?"

The prince opened his eyes wide as if enlightened.

He finally understood why this woman could become the Second Lady of the Dayu Dynasty, and finally understood why the Dayu Kingdom was so powerful... Women are so smart, let alone men?

If he had Mrs. Sui's wisdom, why would he fall into such a passive situation?