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Chapter 156 Nothing compared to living

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    "What do you think, Your Highness, the Crown Prince?"

    Wei Heng folded up the blood-stained handkerchief, and his eyes that had always been cold and aloof glowed a little, as if someone who was dying soon saw hope of extending his life.

    Zhao Ying did not intend to tell Wei Heng directly, but deliberately put it aside and said: "It is better to let the miracle doctor take a look at you first. If it doesn't work, we will use this method."

    Wei Heng nodded and did not continue to ask.

    After so many years, he has long been accustomed to being disappointed, and he doesn't have much expectations for what Zhao Ying said.

    Zhao Ying quickly invited people over. As soon as an old man and a young man entered the door, Wei Heng stood up and bowed politely, saying: "Wei Heng has met Mr. Qi. Mr. Qi was invited by the younger generation and traveled thousands of miles, so he couldn't meet him from far away."  , please don¡¯t be offended, sir.¡±

    The Duke's Mansion is an anomaly in Hanjing. They don't like to associate with aristocratic families, but they can treat ordinary people with courtesy.

    Zhao Ying is not surprised.

    The old man also changed his demeanor of teasing everyone outside the city, stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to help Wei Heng, and said: "I am just a bad old man. If someone doesn't greet you from far away, I feel uncomfortable.  "

    It was cold and Wei Heng was wearing thick clothes. However, as soon as the old man supported him, his expression changed and he asked in surprise: "Why is your pulse so weak?"

    The old man¡¯s tone was a little solemn, and Zhao Ying interrupted at the right time and asked: ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Is Brother Heng¡¯s condition very bad?¡±

    Without waiting for the old man to answer, Wei Heng said calmly: "It's like this every winter, but this winter seems to be particularly cold-resistant, and the rest is fine."

    The old man frowned in disapproval. This pulse condition didn't seem like nothing.

    However, the old man did not elaborate in front of Zhao Ying. He only said: "It's a pity that you invited the old man a little late. If it had been more than ten years earlier, I might have been able to cure you and make you no different from ordinary people. But now you can only  Let¡¯s try to adjust it slowly.¡±

    The old man was not completely sure of what he said. Zhao Ying couldn't help but ask: "Didn't the old man say before that there was a way to prevent and cure smallpox? How could such superb medical skills fail to cure Brother Heng?"

    After all, the old man had been living in seclusion and couldn't do the scene. He said habitually: "No matter how good your medical skills are, you are still not a god. There are always people who can't be saved."

    Zhao Ying wanted to say something else, but Wei Heng said in a warm voice: "I know my body. Just do your best and obey fate. Your Highness does not need to criticize others harshly."

    Wei Heng¡¯s tone was calm and he took life and death very lightly.

    Zhao Ying frowned and said comfortingly: "Brother Heng, don't worry, when this storm passes, I will immediately put up a notice to recruit famous doctors, and there will always be a way."

    What were you doing earlier?  People are dying. Do you know you are recruiting famous doctors?

    The old man rolled his eyes secretly.

    Wei Heng smiled, accepting the sentiment, and then asked: "His Royal Highness mentioned smallpox just now. Did smallpox appear again somewhere?"

    Seeing Wei Heng's attitude towards Mr. Qi, Zhao Ying was already convinced that the old man was really capable. When he had a solution, he stopped hiding it and said truthfully: "Didn't there be a lot of unscrupulous people gathered outside the city during this snowstorm?  , it seems that some of them have smallpox. I don¡¯t want to cause panic, so I temporarily blocked the news and ordered Lieutenant Gu to collect them outside the city. I also sent an imperial doctor and a medical girl to go for diagnosis and treatment. Now I have the old gentleman¡¯s  The problem of prevention and treatment methods will be easily solved.¡±

    Wei Heng was a little surprised at first, then understood and said: "Your Highness is wise."

    Zhao Ying accepted the compliment happily, and Wei Heng added: "This matter is not trivial. Your Highness must be busy with a lot of things, so I won't delay Your Highness here. If Your Highness wants Mr. Qi to help prevent and control smallpox, you can leave him here first."  Here, when the matter is over, I will take the old gentleman to the Duke's Mansion."

    Zhao Ying said grandly: "The old gentleman has already told me how to prevent and control smallpox. When Gu Xiaowei reports back, the smallpox of those unruly people outside the city has been controlled. I will promote it in the city again. Brother Heng is weak, so he should  Take the old gentleman back to recuperate immediately."

    This is an experiment on the people outside the city.

    Wei Heng saw through it but did not say anything, nodded and said: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

    After Wei Heng finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but Zhao Ying said again: "By the way, there is one more thing."

    Wei Heng looked at Zhao Ying with cold eyebrows. He didn't rush to ask anything, and quietly waited for his next words.

    Zhao Ying clasped one hand behind his back, with a little regret on his face, and said: "Qingfeng is at home now. You and he haven't seen each other for several months. He has always taken good care of you when you were in Taiyuan University, but you have to meet him."  he?"

    Wei Heng didn¡¯t answer and asked instead: ¡°Does he want to see me?¡±

      This is not the case.

    Zhao Ying was a little concerned about the presence of outsiders. Wei Heng understood and asked the old man and the child to wait outside the house first.

    There were only two people left in the hall. Zhao Ying pulled Wei Heng closer to him and said in a low voice: "The Song family has suffered such a disaster. Qingfeng's temperament has changed a lot from before. I'm worried that he has a grudge and wants you to  Talk to him."

    "Whoever betrays his loved ones, destroys his lifeblood, and survives in this world will have his temperament changed drastically. If it doesn't change, then there is something wrong with him.

    Wei Heng raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Ying.

    The distance between the two of them was extremely close. Wei Heng's clear black and white eyes reflected Zhao Ying's face, like a person frozen in amber, lifelike but without any human touch.

    Wei Heng coughed twice more and said, "I didn't know him very well when we were in Taiyuan University. I was in poor health and liked to be quiet. He was lively and public, and he talked a lot. I actually didn't really want to stay with him.  Together."

    "Can¡­¡­"

    Zhao Ying wanted to persuade, but Wei Heng's eyelids drooped slightly, his voice became colder, and he said: "Although the case of the Song family is personally judged by His Majesty, our government will not bother to deal with such people who betray their loved ones, do whatever it takes, and have no shame."  If you have any interactions with him, please, Your Highness, please don¡¯t mention this person in front of me in the future.¡±

    ¡°What Song Qingfeng did, let alone the Duke¡¯s Mansion, would be despised and cast aside by anyone with any sense of integrity.

    Zhao Ying was startled and saw that Wei Heng seemed to be angry. He patted his shoulder and said, "I didn't know that you hate him so much. Don't be angry. I will not let anyone mention him in front of you in the future."

    There was still no smile on Wei Heng's face, and he said calmly: "Thank you, Your Highness."

    Zhao Ying left no one behind and ordered people to send Wei Heng away.

    After Wei Heng left, Zhao Ying said quietly: "Come out."

    Song Qingfeng came out of the screen at the back. The expression on his face was as lifeless as usual, and his skin turned cold white, as if he had painted death makeup.

    "Have you taken the medicine?"

    "yes."

    "Where's the blood?"

    "Feed the dog."

    Song Qingfeng answered quickly. Zhao Ying looked up at him and asked in a serious tone: "Which dog?"

    Song Qingfeng knelt down and said, "This slave deserves to die."

    He now has the appearance of a natural slave. Zhao Ying circled around him and said, "Isn't it disgusting to drink my sister's blood?"

    Song Qingfeng didn¡¯t feel much guilt. He frowned and said, ¡°It¡¯s a bit disgusting, but compared to living, it¡¯s nothing.¡±

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    Zhao Ying cursed in his heart, patted Song Qingfeng's head like a dog, and said, "Have someone go to the Duke's Mansion to watch and see what the old man is up to."

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