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Chapter 73: I Would Like To Draw A Little Blood

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Chapter 73: I Would Like To Draw A Little Blood

Judging by Second Miss Lu’s youthful appearance, it was hard to imagine that she actually possessed advanced medical skills.

However, Chief Physician Lin was not a pedantic person. Apart from slight surprise, he did not show any contempt.

He did not find anything wrong with women studying medicine.

Lu Liangwei could tell that Chief Physician Lin was an open-minded person and that his words were sincere.

“I just happened to have read a few medical books—it’s nothing worth mentioning in front of Chief Physician Lin.”

Chief Physician Lin’s interest was immediately piqued. “What medical books could Second Miss Lu have read to learn how to diagnose an illness just from reading?”

His words were filled with pure curiosity and not a hint of sarcasm.

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Lu Liangwei said humbly, “A few commentary books on medicine, but they are all about detoxification.”

Chief Physician Lin’s heart thumped. “Detoxification?”

Lu Liangwei nodded. “That’s right.”

“Then may I ask what opinion does Second Miss Lu have on His Majesty’s condition?” Although Chief Physician Lin possessed excellent medical skills, he was not too familiar with the subject of detoxification.

Moreover, the Emperor’s illness was indeed caused by poisoning. After so many years, it had already become a stubborn illness that was really difficult to get rid of.

Over the years, in addition to him treating the Emperor’s illness, the Emperor had secretly hired many genius doctors from all over the kingdom to treat him, but all of them departed without success.

Constantly faced with the Emperor’s gradually worsening condition, Chief Physician Lin’s hair was becoming greyer and greyer.

Now that he heard Lu Liangwei seemed to know a thing or two about detoxification, his expression became extremely eager.

Since the Emperor allowed this Second Miss Lu to come here, it was obvious that he trusted her, so Chief Physician Lin was no longer scrupulous with his words.

Lu Liangwei glanced at Long Yang, who remained silent. Then she said, “There are a few methods, but I’ll need to examine His Majesty further to know which is the best way to treat him.”

The other day in the study room, she had been in a hurry and could only take the Emperor’s pulse. She knew that he was poisoned and that the poison was closing in on his heart, but she was still unclear of what specific poison it was.

In the original story, Long Yang’s illness was only mentioned briefly. It only said that he was terminally ill and that only Lu Yunshuang knew how to cure him.

Now, it seemed that the cure Lu Yunshuang knew was probably from the medical books that she had retrieved from Madam Ling’s study room.

At her words, Chief Physician Lin looked at Long Yang hesitantly.

The Emperor had never liked women being within ten feet of him, so how would he allow Second Miss Lu to give him a further diagnosis?

However, Second Miss Lu seemed rather confident.

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While Chief Physician Lin was thinking about how to persuade the Emperor, he heard the Emperor say, “How does Second Miss Lu plan to examine me?”

Hearing this, Chief Physician Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

He fully understood the severity of the Emperor’s illness but had consequently suffered from the stress of not having a solution throughout the many years.

At this moment, seeing that Lu Liangwei wanted to examine the Emperor herself, he decided against telling her about the symptoms he knew of to avoid affecting her judgment. He kept silent.

Long Yang pulled up his sleeve and laid his wrist on the table.

Seeing this, Lu Liangwei was a little surprised—she had not expected Long Yang to agree so readily.

Meeting the man’s dark, deep eyes, she chose to say it all at once.

“Other than taking Your Majesty’s pulse, I would like to draw a little blood as well.”

What?

Zhao Qian’s expression changed immediately, and he said with a frown, “Second Miss Lu, do you know what you’re talking about?”

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