"There is a... tumor in my head?"

　　 Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to his forehead.

　　 This answer made it difficult for the prince to accept and digest for a while.

　　 "Yes, Lord, you can't go wrong," the blind man said firmly, "Very clear, very obvious.

In addition, the emperor said that he had occasional inexplicable nosebleeds. In addition, when his subordinates played chess with the emperor, they applied a little spiritual response, and he would start to feel a little trance, which meant that the emperor himself was probably in a trance. Mental issues...Of course, this is not the mental illness that ordinary people think, but it is a kind of mental illness.

　　 These can all be regarded as symptoms of tumor compression in the brain. "

　　 "Can it be cured?" Zheng Fan asked.

　　 "The Lord should ask first, is it benign or malignant."

　　 "Is that benign or malignant?"

　　 "The subordinates don't know."

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

"Subordinate, not a doctor, and..." The blind man reached out and tapped his temple. "Even in later generations, only a small group of top and excellent doctors with professional counterparts can be qualified to determine the situation here. ."

　　 "If it is vicious, is it a direct countdown to life?"

　　 "Yes, Lord."

　　 In fact, there are some diseases, since ancient times;

　　 The reason why later generations will feel that some illnesses did not exist in ancient times is because later generations of old people become ill and choose to go to the hospital instead of carrying them at home wrapped in a quilt, which is only 20 to 30 years;

　　Furthermore, the current life expectancy is generally not high. Many people are not qualified to touch some "diseases of wealth" and have already passed away.

　　 "Then, what if it is benign? I vaguely remember that if it is benign, if it is removed as soon as possible, the problem will not be big, right?"

　　 "Yes." The blind man answered in the affirmative, but then he said again, "But Lord, this requires a craniotomy."

　　 Zheng Fan's eyes narrowed.

　　 Craniotomy, even for later generations with advanced medicine, is a very difficult operation, let alone now.

　　 "Can it be done?" Zheng Fan asked tentatively.

"Yes." The blind man replied in the affirmative. "The subordinates through the detection of mental power, and then form a chain of mind to connect San'er, and San'er will perform the operation, and then Siniang will cooperate with the stitching and repair, so that Acheng can heal. Ming went to make a sterile environment.

　　 It is possible to do it. "

　　 "I can do...just fine." Zheng Fan heaved a sigh of relief.

　　 "But, Lord, the success rate may be so great."

　　 The blind man stretched out a slap,

　　 "Five-five open."

　　 50% success, 50% failure.

　　 The blind man said again: "But in reality, it's zero and one."

　　 Either do it well, and people live;

　　 Either they didn't do it well, they left.

　　Of course, there are other possible problems in this, but there are problems in the brain...probably, life is better than death, it is better to die.

　　 "50% probability." Zheng Fan was lost in thought.

　　 "In addition, the Lord seems to have overlooked a problem."

"what is the problem?"

　　 "The patient is the emperor."

　　 The blind man took a breath.

　　 continued:

　　"First of all, how to persuade the emperor to accept this craniotomy?

　　 After all, for people in the world, craniotomy is almost the same as flying with swords.

　　The more important question is..."

　　 The blind man spread his hands,

　　 is very helpless and authentic:

　　 "If the emperor failed the operation and died in Jindong, what kind of consequences would it be?"

　　……

　　 "Come, let me hug our Royal Highness the King of Yanpingxi."

　　 When there are guests at home,

　　The children at home are often the best "dishes" for entertaining guests;

　　 It’s just that Zheng Lin’s temper is far less pleasing than that of a big girl. This is not what other people say, even his own father thinks so.

　　 Therefore, even if he was being held by the emperor at this time, Zheng Lin also showed a great resistance, and began to kick his legs subconsciously, trying to break free.

　　 The breath of the emperor made him very uncomfortable.

　　Emperor has been an emperor for a long time, even people who are easygoing will have the aura of imperial visit to Kyushu, not to mention Ji Laoliu was not a thing in the pool when he was a prince.

　　 And what Zheng Lin dislikes the most is this kind of "authority";

　　 "This kid is so powerful." The emperor said with a smile.

At the edge of 　　, Siniang and Princess Fu stood with them.

　　 It would be impossible to hug Zheng Lin with the emperor’s bones if it weren’t for her own mother.

　　 "Your Majesty, there are fluctuations in blood in your Royal Highness's body."

　　Duke Wei discovered this detail;

　　At first, he thought that there was some precious magic weapon in the body of the world protecting the body, it was the fluctuation of the magic weapon;

　　 But after careful observation, he was surprised to find that the feeling of qi and blood actually came from the child's body.

　　Wei Gonggong is not calm, there is a saying among the folks, if you start practicing when you are in the womb, it is really not enough;

　　 Yes, this time I saw a real master who started practicing in her mother's womb.

　　 "Qi and blood?" The emperor couldn't understand what Wei Gonggong meant quickly, and asked with a smile, "Is this elder son of ours also a soul boy?"

"Yes."

　　Wei Gonggong replied,

　　 "It is a soul boy, I am afraid that it is not as good as the aptitude of His Royal Highness."

"Oh?"

　　 The emperor was really surprised this time.

　　 He suddenly thought of the indifferent appearance of the surname Zheng when he saw the big girl and asked Zheng Fan why he didn’t tell me that your girl was a soul boy...

　　 The emperor originally thought that the surname Zheng was pretending, of course, now the emperor also thinks that the surname Zheng is pretending, but people really have the capital to pretend.

　　 One son and one daughter, all soul children;

　　 This Zheng family,

　　 The ancestral grave is not smoking, it is!

　　 "I have to ask the person surnamed Zheng..."

　　 "Ask me what, I am here." Wang Ye walked in.

　　 "I want to ask you where the tomb of the Zheng family's ancestor is, and I am going to move my Ji family tomb."

　　 The emperor Hepingxi always spoke with such carelessness.

　　 "This is hard for you to me, I really don't know."

　　 After Zheng Fan came in, he deliberately kept his gaze on the emperor's head for a while.

　　 Brain,

　　 tumor,

　　 Inside?

　　 Your Ji Laoliu has also had a hard time in this life, and finally hoped that his father would die in all his hardships, but that was the case.

　　 Gonggong Wei thought that the emperor would ask King Pingxi about the dragon body, but the emperor had been chatting with the King of Peace West, and did not ask, and King Pingxi did not mention that at all.

　　As a slave, Grandpa Wei didn't dare to overstep, so he could only stand beside him properly.

　　 "The surname is Zheng, you are considered to be a successor, this son and a daughter have grown up very well." In the emperor's tone, there was obvious envy.

　　 A soul boy from the Jianghu family can guarantee the hope of the family sect in the inheritance of the next generation;

　　 One of the rich and powerful family, as long as the child does not grow crooked, it must be the benchmark for Feng Hou Baixiang, and can even look forward to going further.

　　 As for the family of heaven, the Xiong family and the Ji family are not in the history of the tribe without the birth of a soul boy. There are two of the Xiong family, all of which surpassed their brothers and inherited the throne;

　　 There is a Ji family in history who did not inherit the throne, but once ruled the Dayan army to fight against the barbarians, and finally the horse leather shroud.

　　This kind of people,

　　 was born to be the proud son of heaven;

　　If you were born in an ordinary family, you might be buried and a little bit squandered, but if you were born in a big family, it would be directly delivered to the jade carving master.

　　 about this,

　　 The prince just smiled indifferently,

　　 said in disbelief:

　　 "What is good? I have a lot of appetite."

　　……

　　The emperor came to Pingxi Palace as a guest, but the emperor did not just come to live.

　　 After three days in the Pingxi Palace, the emperor Luanjia set off again, walked out from the east gate of Fengxin City, and headed northeast. The goal was Xuehaiguan.

　　 Pingxi Wangye accompanies Shengjia.

　　 Not only that, this time the east tour continued, and Fengxincheng was given a very strict standard treatment. It can be said that all the needs of the emperor's travel have been implemented and arranged.

　　 This can show that the palace respects the emperor.

　　 But,

　　As the general manager of Ouchi, Duke Wei is a little uncomfortable in his heart;

　　 There are some things that cannot be changed within two or three days. They are the artifacts used by the Forbidden Army in Yanjing City. Many of them have been kept in the palace from generation to generation, and they are almost ancestral objects;

　　 But here,

　　 is ready,

　　 You have a majestic palace, what is the intention of preparing the emperor's things in advance?

　　 I guessed it,

I got it,

　　 But still that sentence,

　　 Father Wei can only keep smiling;

　　 The essence of this world is that **** things are covered with a veil that seems to be warm.

　　 Throughout the ages, most of the people who ransack their homes and exterminate the possessions of rebellious things are discovered, and most of them do not really want to rebel, and those who really want to rebel and are capable of rebelling will not be found out;

　　 When Li Liangting helped the emperor wear dragon robes, he was familiar with it;

　　 Xiandiye once asked with a smile why he is so familiar?

　　Li Liangting replied: I have done it at home and dressed it for fun.

　　 The first emperor laughed at the words.

　　 These, Grandpa Wei is all witnesses;

　　 Therefore, the Pingxi Prince’s Mansion was tricking and buying these in private

　　 is not a big rebellion, but a hobby.

　　 The prince still stayed at Pingxi Palace and accepted the last course;

　　 Queen was also left in the Pingxi Palace by the emperor, and the emperor went east together with the two kings.

　　 along the way,

　　 Pingxi King, as a landlord, introduced the customs and the wars that took place here to the emperor;

　　 The emperor listened carefully, and when he encountered the battlefield ruins, he would stop and set up an altar to pay tribute to him.

　　 Stop and go,

The 　　 Luan driving team finally came to the Snow Customs.

　　 Although the power of the Pingxi Palace has long penetrated into the snowy field, it is still nominally the most northeastern area of ​​Dayan.

　　 On the afternoon of the second day of staying at Snow Customs

The emperor 　　, together with Prince Pingxi, boarded the northern city wall of Xuehaiguan.

　　 two chairs,

　　 a coffee table,

　　 The emperor and the prince lie leaning against each other in a tacit and lazy posture.

　　 this time,

　　 Even Grandpa Wei, standing far away, no one can get close to the two at this time.

"Tired, surnamed Zheng, along the way, I feel like the emperor is like a male dog. When he walks, he raises his legs and urinates to make a mark, proclaiming the world, this is me. Dayan’s site."

　　 The prince bit a piece of peach crisp,

Nod:

　　 "Speaking is rough but not rough."

　　 The emperor rolled his eyes,

　　 sighed:

　　 "When I think of you, the surname Zheng, you were fighting here with the savages who jumped over the wall in a hurry. In my heart, I feel a little bit embarrassed, and things are not humans."

　　 "Your Majesty is serious, don't be overly empathetic."

　　 "As the prince of a country, I still have the same empathy."

　　 The prince shook his head and said:

　　"It’s not here on the northern wall, but on the southern wall. When I was guarding the snow customs, because the prince took the big seal carved with carrots and went to the left-behind tribe in the snowfield to make a wish, so I was not attacked.

　　 If you want to be empathetic,

　　 We can now change to the South City Wall to sit down. "

　　 "..." The emperor.

　　 "I have become a prince, and I won't let me speak."

　　 "I have become the emperor, and I still care about this."

　　 "I am the emperor."

"Oh."

　　 "The surname is Zheng."

"Say."

　　 "Am I really sick with something?"

　　 "There is an imperial doctor in the palace, if you have any disease, can they not see it?"

　　 The health of the emperor is checked by the imperial doctor, which is an extremely mature medical system.

　　 Therefore, most of the time, a serious emperor suddenly fell ill and died. This can be written in the history books, but it must not be naively believed.

　　 From the details to the emperor’s daily meals, the life in the evening and the harem, and even the emperor’s excrement, there are special personnel in the palace who are responsible for inspection and recording, thus forming a complete set of extremely meticulous dragon body conditions.

　　 "You like to make jokes, but you don't make such silly jokes. If you ask the blind gentleman under you to check my body, you must have noticed something."

　　 "Hi, I'm not a doctor, am I that godly?"

　　"Whether you are just a guardian school lieutenant, you can make the barbarian Zuoguli king make wedding clothes for you before his death. Isn't it godly enough?

　　 Zheng Fan,

tell me,

　　 People who are emperors are not afraid of anything else, the most feared is being kept in the dark.

　　 coming along this way,

　　 I've been waiting for you to take the initiative to tell me, but you didn't. This proves that the problem is big, isn't it? "

　　 Ji Chengyue looked at Zheng Fan,

　　 He saw Zheng Fan and nodded.

　　 "What's the disease?" Ji Chengyu asked.

　　 "A disease that is difficult for you to understand, you can understand it as a brain disease."

　　 "Brain problems?" The emperor's eyes widened and said, "You mean, I will be crazy in the future? Become a crazy emperor?"

　　 "A person will grow a bag, but in my mind, it will actually grow."

　　 "Is there a bag in my mind?"

　　 Zheng Fan cast his gaze to the front without further explanation.

　　 The emperor stretched out his hand, gently pushed Zheng Fan's arm, and asked;

　　 "I don't believe this when others say it, but I believe it when you say it;

I ask you,

　　This disease,

　　Is it a big influence? "

　　 In fact, when it comes to problems in his head, the emperor feels that it fits well, because in the partial hall of the royal library, the emperor often "sees" his "father";

　　 Although there is no such thing as "schizophrenia" in this era, the emperor still perceives a...faint anxiety and fear.

　　 "Big," Zheng Fan replied.

　　 "Then, how many years can I live?"

　　 "I don't know, good results are ten years, and bad results may be only a few years."

　　 This is calculated by the blind man based on the pictures in his daily dream.

　　 Actually, there is another factor here, that is, the stall that Ji Chengyu inherited will be much worse than it is now, and the pressure he will endure every day will be even greater;

　　 It's just that the situation of Dayan has changed too much because of Zheng Fan and others.

　　 The King of Jingnan did not die at Zhennan Pass in the end, nor did the situation of the collapse of the Jin dynasty occur.

　　 Ji Ji Lao Liu's original "overworked illness", there will be no;

　　 But the problem now is that the tumor is there now. Since the objective has already appeared, it will not be transferred subjectively.

　　 Ten years is really the best time limit, but it is probably just a half-fold.

"This is more mysterious than a gas refiner." The emperor laughed, "At this moment, I wish you had the surname Zheng, not a prince, but a gas refiner, so that I can disdain you. Take a look."

　　 Zheng Fan took a sip of tea in silence.

　　 "Can it be cured?"

"can."

　　 "How sure?"

　　 "50%."

　　 "How to cure?"

　　 "Turn your mind, open it."

　　 "Although I am not a doctor, I know that if I do this, once the treatment is not successful, I will be the whole person..."

　　 "It's a national funeral."

　　 "Your tone, can you not be so casual?"

　　 "Because of this, because of some words, these days, I have weighed in my heart for a long time, and the sugar cane has been chewed."

　　"Zheng Fan, do you know that during the days when my father died and I had just ascended the throne, the old prisoner of the former Qin Tianjian took the initiative to enter the palace and begged to see me. He said something to me.

　　 He said that after he investigated and combined with the traces of the Tibetan master entering Beijing and cutting my Great Yanlong Vein, he came to a conclusion;

　　 That was cut by the Tibetan master, maybe not my father;

　　 but...

　　 took advantage of the opportunity to cut the dragon veins and cursed my Dayan throne.

　　Whoever sits on the throne, who takes the curse;

　　 He also said that the curse may be passed on to three generations.

　　 That’s why I sent Chuanye to you. I don’t believe this, but I hope that my son can live a better life and be healthier, because I am a father and owe him.

　　 The old prisoner was reporting these things to me, and he set himself on fire at home that night.

　　 Oh, yes, he also said that the grandfather seemed to have been cheated. The luck on Tianhu Mountain was poured in, but he made up the wrong place, ha ha ha.

　　 These gas refiners are utterly nagging, as long as they touch a bit, they can draw a story for you to prove them. "

　　 The words of the emperor are too much.

　　 The prince looked at him silently,

　　 was very straightforward and asked directly;

　　 "Do you treat it?"

　　 The emperor was silent.

　　This silence,

　　 is an hour;

　　In the eyes of outsiders,

　　 is the emperor Hepingxi, and they had an afternoon nap together;

　　 But in reality,

　　Only people in close contact can understand the dignity of the atmosphere around the two at this time.

　　The climate in the snowy field is changeable. In spring and summer, it is especially prone to wind and cyclones;

　　 is not as exaggerated as a tornado, but it is enough to form that kind of vast and magnificent scene.

at this time,

　　 Looking north from the north wall of the Snow Customs,

　　 A black cyclone appeared on the boundless edge, gathering and tossing.

　　 The wind is not very strong, but this scene deserves to be magnificent.

　　 The emperor who was silent for an hour,

　　 suddenly complained with a crying mood:

　　 "Why did your surname Zheng come to tell me about this?"

　　Because of Zheng Fan, his life is too real and too arbitrary;

and so,

　　 What he said, especially this kind of words, did not contain any conspiracy, political codewords, black hands, etc., because he was disdainful.

So,

　　 is cruel,

　　 You can’t escape,

　　 You can only accept the fact that what he said is a fact!

　　 "If you didn't ask, I didn't want to say it." Zheng Fan said, "Since you asked, I can only tell you."

　　The emperor took a deep breath,

　　道:

　　 "Ten years, I dare not expect too much, five years is enough."

　　 "Dead?" Zheng Fan asked.

　　 "I am afraid of death." The emperor gave a very direct answer, "I am afraid of death."

"it is good."

　　 Zheng Fan nodded, expressing his understanding. In this world, the reason for fear of death is always convincing.

　　 "Five years, according to our agreement, it's too late, right?"

"maybe."

　　 "At this time, can't you give me a little confidence?"

　　 "If the treatment is successful, you can live longer and longer, really."

　　 Zheng Fan believes in the craftsmanship of blind people, and also believes in their abilities, which can create miracles.

　　 "I believe it," the emperor said, "The surname is Zheng, my queen, including Wei Zhonghe in the back, and even my son, my family, they all know very well,

I,

　　 Ji Chengyue,

　　 How much do you believe in you Zheng Fan. "

"Ok."

　　 "But I am the emperor."

　　 "Huh?" The prince looked at Ji Chengjue with some doubts.

　　 "Up to now, from when I asked you about my body, I have been dreaming, but I can't avoid it;

　　 I am the emperor,

　　 Knowing that your surname is Zheng, why have you been tired of rebelling?

　　 because you just want to enjoy,

　　 but don't want to take responsibility.

　　 You are just like the men who like to go to the Red Tent,

　　 You **** just want to prostitute,

　　 After tying the belts of the trousers,

　　 either start to persuade the sisters to be good,

　　 Or just hit a pot of drunkenness on the way home.

　　 You have never been an emperor,

but I know,

　　 You have always had a very clear and profound understanding of the concept of "emperor". "

　　 "Take it far, like?" Zheng Fan said.

　　 "No, no, you might think that I am afraid of death, so I don't want to be cured.

　　 Let’s not talk about it. What are the consequences of your King Pingxi’s treatment of me, the death of me or the madness? We don’t care about it.

　　 I just said,

　　 I am different from you,

　　 I have taken this position, I have become the emperor, I have taken this responsibility, you know? "

　　 "Understood."

　　 "Emperor father actually had a lot of means to extend his life back then, but the father refused all of them."

　　At that time, the first emperor, first, a unicorn appeared in the palace, and wanted to be like the regent of Da Chu, with the spirit of the fire and phoenix, forcibly inspiring and extending the lifespan;

　　Furthermore, the red-robed **** once said that He Chu would use the blessings of such a blessed person to counter your Majesty’s proposal;

　　 But without exception, they were all rejected by Emperor Xian.

"Zheng Fan, after becoming the emperor, this life is no longer just his own. Let's not say that I live for the people of the world. This is too fake, you don't believe it, but the burden and responsibility on him are really Too much.

　　 You said, once cured, you can live a long time;

　　 I am afraid that if it is not cured, the person will be gone;

　　 I'm afraid that I'm dead, the thing is not done.

　　 It’s really important to do it. If it’s done, it will leave a good situation for future generations. If you die, you die.

　　 Ministers, when you are old, ask for a name behind you, Qingshi Liufang.

　　 But the emperor,

　　 Take a fight on the dragon chair,

　　 Don’t care whether you started sitting as a three-year-old child, young and strong, or you have only survived as a prince for decades;

　　 As long as that **** touches that chair,

　　You are already dead in the sun~lightnovelpub.net~ and live in the history books. "

　　 "If you change your mind someday, you can find me at any time." Zheng Fan said.

　　 "What to change, I am the emperor, I speak Tianxian, and you have no jokes!"

　　 immediately,

　　The emperor got off the chair,

　　 stood up,

　　 pointed to the black cyclone ahead,

　　 scolded:

　　 "The emperor's emperor's edict said: I will order you to disperse!"

　　 Xu is really a coincidence that happened at this time,

　　 The cyclone that just formed, suddenly became weak at this moment, and gradually began to dissipate.

　　 He Ji Laoliu is not a master, and it has nothing to do with Qi refiners. Naturally, it is impossible to have the power of moving mountains and filling the sea. It happened.

　　 Ji Lao Liu was extremely excited. He was a blind cat and a dead mouse, but he really experienced the addiction of a peerless master who made the world of mountains and rivers discolored;

　　 immediately slapped the wall with his palm,

　　 Regardless of pain,

　　 yelled:

　　 "Hey, give me noodles!"

　　

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