Ping Nanbo's reaction was not surprising to Mrs. Ping Nanbo and Mrs. Guardian's Duke, but they were only angry.

Ping Nanbo became so sick. Not only did he suffer from his health, but he also had to worry about the anger of the emperor Long Yan. The doctor and the imperial physician came to him. Not only did he prescribe a lot of prescriptions, but he was invited to treat the disease, but he didn't prescribe the prescription and let him eat porridge.

Can he eat the porridge?!

Even if the imperial meal is brought to him, he can't even eat it!

Jiang Wan said, "We must persuade Nanbo to take it, and we must not miss a single mouthful."

Mrs. Pingnanbo was full of anger, and Mrs. Huguo couldn't help but ask someone to blow Jiang Wan out.

At this time, Pang Yan, a girl from the Duke of the People's Republic of China, walked in and said, "Where is a doctor who prescribes prescriptions without seeing the patient?"

"Since Prince Jing'an comes for Doctor Tie, don't you plan to go into the house to see Pingnan Bo?"

Jiang Wan turned around and saw Pang Yan walking in with a smile on her face.

In the past two days, the wife of the Duke of the Kingdom of Huguo has been staying in Pingnan Bo Mansion. Pang Yan has not been with her. She may have been with her before. Now she knows that the wife of the Duke of the Kingdom of Huguo is her biological mother, and Pingnan Bo Mansion is her grandfather's family, so her family members don't have to be polite to see each other.

Pingnanbo is her uncle. If she had any other illness, she would definitely come to visit her. However, Pingnanbo Xun's emperor had been court early, and she would not come even if she came. It would be better not to come.

After hearing the maid report that Jiang Wan had received the order for Dr. Tie and treated Pingnanbo for Dr. Tie. Pang Yan immediately asked the maid to prepare a carriage and rushed over, fearing that Jiang Wan had already left.

With her Pang Yan here, she will definitely regret making her stand out for others!

Pang Yan's thoughts were almost engraved on her face. Jiang Wan glanced at her and found it clearly, saying, "It's just a minor illness, there's no need to take the pulse."

"Miscellaneous illness?" Pang Yan smiled.

"So many doctors and imperial physicians have been here, but there is no way out. You say it's a minor illness. Are you ridiculing them as quack doctors?"

The two imperial doctors were very embarrassed.

It's really a fight between gods and ghosts.

Pang Yan walked to the Duke of Huguo, held the Duke of Huguo's arm, and said to Jiang Wan, "I have never seen anyone who prescribes a prescription without even seeing the patient. You either go into the house to take the pulse for Pingnanbo, or go back and let Doctor Tie do it himself."

Jiang Wan frowned, "Do you have to take your pulse?"

"Pingnan Bo Mansion has no intention of making things difficult for you, nor can it make things difficult for you," said Pang Yan.

Anyway, either leave or go in and smell the stinky farts, and don’t think about doing nothing when you come.

Jin'er pulled Jiang Wan's sleeve and said, "Girl, let's go back."

Jiang Wan took a deep breath, "Isn't it just for Pingnan Bo to take his pulse? The eldest girl from the Duke of Huguo's Mansion said it was also good. She really had to take the pulse for the patient to prescribe the prescription."

A hint of pride flashed across Pang Yan's face, but soon the pride was stiff again on her face. Jiang Wan said, "I want to take the pulse of Pingnan Boxuan Si."

Pang Yan said angrily, "Hunshishi pulse?"

"Can you?!"

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "You are not me, how do you know I can't?"

Pang Yan thought she knew Jiang Wan well, but this was the first time she felt that this person who had fought with her for more than ten years and had been defeated repeatedly and fought repeatedly. She never realized that she had such a thick face.

Pulse diagnosis by hanging silk...

How many doctors had gray hair and beards, and even the imperial physicians in the palace dared to hang silk to take pulses for others. She was so arrogant.

good!

She wanted to see how she used to take pulses with hang silk!

Jiang Wan walked out, stopped in front of the house where Ping Nanbo lived, and asked the imperial physician to help tie a rope to Ping Nanbo's wrist.

The imperial physician shall do it.

He entered the house with a red rope, and Ping Nanbo leaned against the big-faced pillow, dying.

The maid knelt on the ground to clean up the porridge bowl thrown away by Ping Nanbo.

The imperial physician stepped forward, and Ping Nanbo glanced at him, and the imperial physician did not dare to step forward.

Pingnan Bo Leng said, "Term the maid's wrist."

What can the imperial physician do?

He dared not disobey Prince Jing'an's concubine, nor did he dare to offend Pingnanbo.

After tying the red rope to the maid's wrist, the imperial physician was about to withdraw. He had to remind Prince Jing'an to say...

Just after walking for a few steps, Ping Nanbo stopped him and could not go out.

The maid came out with a red rope and handed it to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan put her hands on the red rope and closed her eyes lightly, looking like that.

After a while, Jiang Wan's mouth curled and she let go of her hand.

Pang Yan asked, "How?"

"Congratulations," Jiang Wan said with a smile.

"Congratulations?" Pang Yan frowned.

"I'll ask you how Pingnanbo is in his condition, what are you congratulating on?!"

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Ping Nanbo is pregnant and has been more than two months old. Isn't it worth congratulations?"

Jiang Wan spoke seriously.

Jin'er raised her hand to cover her face.

How did the girl say this? How can a man get pregnant? Isn’t this going to laugh at someone’s big teeth?

Pang Yan was happy, "Come on, blow her out!"

The two women came over and really wanted to throw Jiang Wan away.

Jiang Wan said, "Is it true? Let the imperial physician take the pulse and know it."

As he said that, he handed the red rope to the imperial physician.

The imperial physician twitched the corners of his mouth and stepped forward.

This is obviously impossible. Prince Jing'an can still say so seriously, as if it is really the case.

However, he is really good at diagnosing pulses in the hanging silk, but he doesn’t usually use them. After all, how can you use a red rope to directly take the pulse accurately?

The imperial physician came over and Jiang Wan gave up the position.

The imperial physician put his hand on the red rope, and within a short while, black lines fell down from his forehead.

Pang Yan was impatient and couldn't wait for the imperial physician to stop, so she asked, "How is it?"

"It's really... it's really a happy pulse," the imperial physician's voice was drifting.

Seeing Pang Yan's eyes wide open, the imperial physician quickly added, "This is not Ping Nanbo's pulse, it's a woman."

If it is reported that Ping Nanbo was two months pregnant, he would really have to retreat to the court early and then laugh to death.

The wife of the Duke of the Kingdom frowned so hard that she couldn't relax.

Mrs. Pingnanbo's face was varied.

She knew exactly who was in the room. If she was really happy, then the maid would be happy!

OK.

She stared at her all day long, but she didn't expect that she could succeed in those little hoofs!

He was also said in public that he put her dignified Mrs. Pingnanbo's face on the ground!

After the imperial physician took the pulse, he quickly stood up and respectfully presented the red rope to Jiang Wan.

Just now, Jiang Wan said that he would take the pulse of the silhouette. The imperial physician saw that Jiang Wan was confident and guessed that it was because he had hired Dr. Li. The imperial physician must have mentioned Pingnan Bo's pulse and it was not difficult to deal with the difficulties of the eldest girl from the Duke of the Guguo Mansion.

But Doctor Li must not be able to see that the maid is pregnant, and it is two months old. This was taken by Prince Jing'an. She is really good at medical skills and is not bad!

If it weren't for what I saw and heard with my own eyes, the Imperial Doctor would not believe it.

Jiang Wan looked at Pang Yan, "You want me to take Pingnan Bo's pulse, Pingnan Bo is reluctant."

"He doesn't believe you, he is testing you!" Pang Yan said.

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "What about now? The test has passed?"

Pang Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak.

The maid went into the room and tied the red rope back to Pingnanbo's wrist, and Jiang Wan helped take the pulse.

After stopping, Mrs. Pingnanbo asked, "How?"

Jiang Wan stood up and said, "What is Pingnanbo's pulse? I think Mrs. Pingnanbo has been tired of hearing it, so I won't say much."

Pang Yan clenched her fists and said, "Since you have taken the pulse, then prescribe it."

"Come, come with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

The maid came forward with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Jiang Wan looked at the tray and glanced around.

It seems that it is not possible to not write the prescription.

Just write it, what a big deal.

Jiang Wan picked up the pen and wrote three big words on the paper—

Millet porridge.
Chapter completed!