They were bumping in the carriage all night, and neither the princess nor Zuo Rou had a rest. They looked frightened and nervous.

Of course, Song Beiyun didn't sleep all night, but he didn't make a joke, and stared at the balance bag hanging on the carriage throughout the whole process.

As for why... because it contains fifty milliliters of nitrifying glycerin, this thing is a fireworks show full of light, sensitive, powerful, and extremely irritable.

He put the nitroglycerin in a furnace, put the lime mixture in the compartment of the furnace, and then filled the inner layer with vegetable oil, soaked the nitroglycerin bottle in warm vegetable oil.

Later, in order to avoid bumps, the furnace was hung on the roof of the carriage, and was pulled with cow tendons on the upper, lower and left and right, and a stone was hung on the lower head to form a suspension and stabilization device. In this way, he still stared at this thing in a blind eye, and immediately rushed forward to keep it stable if there was a slight shaking.

"Hey, what's here is very expensive?"

Zuo Rou asked in a low voice, and Song Beiyun didn't even have time to look at her, but just chuckled: "Gold? If it was a thousand years later, gold would definitely be more expensive than it, but now there is no small bottle of gold. This thing... you don't understand if you tell me, don't just move it! Just this little thing, if it explodes, we will make an appointment to meet in the next life."

The princess's eyes were already red and swollen, and her voice was already hoarse. After hearing Song Beiyun's words, she sobbed and asked, "Good brother... can this really save my mother?"

"Not sure, I am a doctor and not a god. I will definitely save you if I can, but some diseases are really powerless. If it really comes to that point, I will try my best to let your mother leave."

After hearing this, the princess cried out with a wow sound. Zuo Rou hurriedly hugged her into her arms and said angrily: "Can't you say something nice?"

"Now my identity is a doctor." Song Beiyun's eyes still did not leave the container for a moment: "Good sound? What is good sound? I can only tell you the truth."

"You're just raising a quarrel!"

Zuo Rou was also impatient and was so angry that she was about to stand up. Song Beiyun glared at her eyes: "Sit down for me!"

“…”

Zuo Rou was startled and sat down obediently, looking at Song Beiyun in disbelief and anxious in her heart. She couldn't hold it in one go, and she slapped her mouth and cried: "You yell at me... you wouldn't be angry with me before."

Song Beiyun was too lazy to pay attention to her, but instead the crying princess grabbed Zuo Rou's hand and whispered: "Sister Rou, listen to him. My mother herself is in poor health. If this time... this time..."

Before she could continue to say the following words, she began to hug Zuo Rou and cried bitterly, while Song Beiyun frowned: "I just said that this thing is irritable than Zuo Rou. If you move a little more, it will explode. Once it explodes, where are you going to bury it?"

Zuo Rou looked at Song Beiyun with anger, and then he didn't say anything again. It was not until the carriage arrived at Luzhou Prefecture that Song Beiyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was early morning, there was no time to treat the disease, so at the command of the princess, the carriage went straight to the palace without any staggering arrangement.

When he arrived at the palace and saw that there were no white banners outside the palace, the princess's heart calmed down a little, but Song Beiyun became slow at this moment.

"You all stay away." Song Beiyun pointed to the gate of the palace: "Hide behind the door."

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, this point was probably not the time to be curious. The two of them hurriedly avoided it. Then Song Beiyun carefully untie the hanging, then dragged the container in his hand and called a guard: "You, hold it, never move!"

The guard didn't know what it was, so he could only hold the container carefully. After Song Beiyun jumped up and down from the carriage, he immediately hugged the thing again, lowered his head and walked step by step towards the royal palace, with extremely careful every step.

"Get the lanterns and take them to him." The princess told the maid next to him: "Hurry!"

The maid had never seen the princess get such a big temper, and immediately rushed over and held up a lantern to illuminate the road under Song Beiyun.

After following the steps, the princess came to the back house. She was too lazy to explain, and she didn't care about the rules that male relatives were not allowed to enter the back house. She gave Song Beiyun a green light to come to her mother's bed.

"Do not go, the doctor is here!" The princess pushed away the old nanny who was taking care of her mother: "Don't get in the way."

At this time, the princess's movement also made King Fu come over. After seeing Ruibao and Song Beiyun, he frowned: "What are you messing around!"

The princess was too lazy to explain: "I'll ask the doctor to see her mother!"

"You?" King Fu looked at Song Beiyun's appearance that was only seventeen or eighteen years old, similar to the princess, and immediately became angry: "Why are you so chaotic!"

Fortunately, Zuo Rou also stepped forward and explained: "Your Highness, you misunderstood the princess. This person is a real little genius doctor."

"Oh?" King Fu looked at Song Beiyun suspiciously: "He looks just the same size as you."

"The plague in the past two years was not spreading by his method. My niece's shop was in partnership with him..."

"Who is he taught?"

Song Beiyun raised his head slightly: "Medical Immortal King Liu Yang."

Hearing this name, King Fu immediately gave up half a step, then pulled the princess and asked, "Why didn't you say that he was a disciple of Wang Yixian?"

The princess scratched her head: "I don't know either..."

King Fu glared at her, then walked to Song Beiyun: "Little magic doctor..."

"Your Highness, don't talk, let go." Song Beiyun didn't dare to breathe: "The things here... are very dangerous, and if there is a slight bump, it will be troublesome."

King Fu didn't know what it was, but he was a serious old man after all. Usually when he met such a strange person, he would not doubt too much. After all, he had heard of Wang Liuyang's name when he was young. The late emperor gave him the name of the doctor immortal, and was very proficient in plague, swords, guns, and Jinchuang. He had a very transcendent status, but he had disappeared more than ten years ago and could not be found.

I don’t know where Ruibao got the famous medical immortal apprentice…

Song Beiyun came to the princess' bed and put the nitrifying glycerin container aside. He was relieved. Then he pulled over a stool, opened his backpack, and took out a lot of strange things inside.

Of course, the stethoscope is definitely not useful. If you dare to put something cold on the princess’ chest, Song Beiyun will guarantee that he will not be able to see the sun the next day.

According to the rules, even if you take the pulse, you have to be separated by a layer of cloth. However, when Fu Wang saw that he was just the same size as his daughter, he didn't say anything.

Song Beiyun has learned a lot of things from the old madman in the past ten years, and two of them are both teachers and friends. In fact, they have secretly created many things that have crossed the ages, and can even be called the earliest integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine therapy.

After taking the pulse, Song Beiyun took out the prepared medicine and began to ask the princess. However, the princess was very weak at this moment, and there was no blood on her lips, so he asked a few simple questions and confirmed that it was ischemic angina pectoris, and then left the room.

"Prince, the princess's disease... is almost impossible to cure." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "What should I say about this disease..."

King Fu had a serious face and frowned: "But it's okay to say it."

"That's right. The princess probably has congenital anemia. If you guess correctly..." Song Beiyun looked at the princess and Zuo Rou next to her: "You two go out first."

King Fu nodded, then shouted his daughter and Zuo Rou out. When only Song Beiyun and King Fu remained here, Song Beiyun said: "The princess should not be the princess's biological daughter."

King Fu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and didn't say anything for a while. Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Actually, the prince herself knows that the princess's body is impossible to have children. She is forty-two now, and she can live until now. It is a blessing to be cared for by the prince."

"Are he a disciple of the miracle doctor, what can this king do?"

"This disease is not a disease, first of all..." Song Beiyun coughed: "Your Highness, please take a concubine."

King Fu's expression changed at that time: "What does this mean?"

"That's right, don't touch the princess from now on. She should not be excited or excited." Song Beiyun looked at the Fu King in front of her, and was still a little embarrassed when she spoke: "Excessive stimulation is harmful or useless."

King Fu sighed: "What else?"

As he was speaking, the maid who served the princess immediately walked out in horror: "Prince, madam... she was in pain again."

Song Beiyun and King Fu quickly got up and entered the room. When they entered, they saw the princess covering her chest, her head covered with sweat, and she looked very painful.

"Don't touch her." After Song Beiyun drove away the maid, he came to the window: "Don't panic for princess."

After saying that, he carefully opened the container containing glycerin, focused on taking out the small bottle inside, and then took a drop from it with a dropper-like thing: "Princess, please put this under your tongue and mix it with saliva."

The princess nodded in pain, and then Song Beiyun took it twice, which totaled about two or three milliliters.

After a while, the princess' pain really relieved, her whole body relaxed, and her breathing became much more relaxed.

When Song Beiyun saw this scene, he asked the maid next to him to cover the princess with a quilt, and then said to the surprised King Fu: "Prince, look at this."

King Fu looked at him with his hand: "If you put this in the next house, whether it is to take it or store it, you need to be careful and careful, otherwise... it is a powerful firecracker that can overturn the roof."

King Fu nodded seriously: "But it is really a strange medicine. I have visited famous doctors before but have no medicine that has worked so quickly."

"Regulation is the real thing, just do it slowly. This thing can only prevent the princess from being tortured by illness." Song Beiyun picked up the charcoal pen: "I will write a prescription. It doesn't cure any disease, but it's sweet and fragrant. The princess doesn't like to eat, so give her some of this every day."

As he said that, Song Beiyun gave a recipe for five-nut nut tea to King Fu and ordered: "Drink while it's hot, with the soup and the residue. By the way, it's best to keep the heat for three hours."

Soon, Song Beiyun packed up all the first aid equipment he had prepared and put it in his backpack and walked out of the door with King Fu.

"How is my mother?" The princess hurried forward: "Why don't I let me listen... How is my mother?"

"I've already gone to bed." King Fu nodded and glanced at Song Beiyun: "Thanks to the little miracle doctor, your mother hasn't been so stable for a long time."

"He...he knows what he wants to sleep all day long."

"A word of nonsense!" King Fu said angrily: "How can you say such a frivolous word!"

The princess pouted and was unhappy, while Song Beiyun just hid behind and laughed secretly.
Chapter completed!