"How to prove it?" Nie Cong asked in a very cooperative manner.

Doctor Cui narrowed his eyes slightly, "Let me take my pulse for Mrs. Nie again. I can still see if I have used Bai Muzi."

Yan Yihai's face changed slightly, and then he refused more righteously, "It's impossible. Let you take your pulse. You have selfish intentions. What if you do something? I don't agree."

However, Jingzhao Yin nodded when he heard this, "I think Doctor Cui's method is feasible, but Master Yan is right. Doctor Cui is the person involved, so it is not appropriate to diagnose Yan. Also, find another doctor."

"Sir, Yan's condition is serious, and ordinary doctors may not be able to see it." Doctor Cui frowned.

He didn't object to finding someone else, but it would be in vain if he couldn't see it.

But Physician Cui is an Imperial Doctor. How many doctors are more skilled than Physicians?

Nie Cong pursed his lips and looked at a subordinate behind Jing Zhaoyin.

The subordinate nodded slightly and approached Jingzhaoyin and said, "Sir, I heard that the head of the Imperial Doctor Song and the Head of the Song Academy left the palace yesterday and are now resting at home. Why don't we try it? How about asking Imperial Doctor Song to help?"

When Doctor Cui heard this, his eyes lit up. Yes, isn’t Doctor Song a ready-made candidate?

"Doctor Song?" Jing Zhaoyin frowned, "That guy has a very strange temper. It's a rare day off. If he disturbs him, he may not be able to help."

"Sir, I heard that Doctor Song likes to treat difficult and complicated diseases the most. You see, Yan is now in a coma, which is considered a difficult disease. Furthermore, as the head of the Imperial Hospital, I learned that the Imperial Physician under his command was involved in the case, and he also has the responsibility to cooperate with our investigation, right?"

Jingzhao Yin felt it made sense and nodded, "It's true."

Yan Yihai, who was standing beside him, heard a cold sweat on his forehead, and asked Doctor Song to come over?

"No, sir, this Imperial Doctor Cui and Imperial Doctor Song have a friendship. Who knows if he will protect him..."

"Stop." Jingzhao Yin suddenly shouted angrily, "The Emperor Song envisions the head of the Imperial Hospital appointed by the emperor. The emperor personally said that the doctor Song is kind and fair. You dare to question the virtues of the Imperial Doctor Song before you see anyone. I am clearly guilty when you see you."

Yan Yihai was yelled like this and the cold sweat came down in an instant. He hurriedly knelt down and said, "It's Caomin who spoke quickly for a moment. He was wrong. Please forgive me."

Jingzhao Yin snorted coldly, "Get up, are you guilty? Wait until the Imperial Doctor Song comes. Don't cover up any more. Otherwise, according to your law, I and I have worked with Doctor Cui, and will I protect him?"

"The grass-roots dare not, don't dare."

Yan Yihai stood up, but his head was hanging low, and his heart trembled.

It's over, he's over.

His mind was spinning wildly, and he wanted to figure out what useful methods to get through it.

However, Jingzhao Yin had already asked someone to invite Doctor Song, and originally thought that Doctor Song would refuse.

Unexpectedly, he followed him immediately and asked with great professionalism, "Where are the patients?"

Nie Cong led everyone into the Nie Mansion, and Jingzhao Yin brought Doctor Cui, Master Yan and others in.

However, when they arrived at Anheyuan, they stopped. Jingzhao Yin sent an old lady to follow Song Dejiang into the inner room.

Yan Ya was lying on the bed, her face was bloodless and her breathing was very weak.
Chapter completed!