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Lin Mo saw her look and knew he was right.

These were all deduced through the superb medical skills inherited from the other party's family after merging his original body's memories.

He said calmly: "The general's illness is caused by cold air entering the body and damaging the Chong and Ren meridians."

"Just relying on internal force to suppress it will only get worse and worse."

"In the future, you can take a piece of processed dry ginger before exercising, and drink a bowl of angelica brown sugar water afterwards."

"Although it cannot cure the disease, it can relieve 70% of the pain."

Leng Yue's face turned red and white, and she looked at Lin Mo uncertainly.

This young imperial physician... is his medical skills so good?

She was silent for a moment, and finally took back her hand on the hilt of the sword, and her tone softened a lot.

"...Thank you, Doctor Lin, for your advice."

She made a "please" gesture and her attitude was much more polite than before.

"Your Majesty is still waiting, let's go."

Lin Mo smiled secretly in his heart.

Aren't you a very proud bitch?

Hehe, you were still calmed down by just a few words from me!

He straightened his wrinkled blue official robe, followed Leng Yue out of the dark pavilion with his head held high.

Stepping into the imperial study room again, the atmosphere was completely different.

Liu Lie sat high on the dragon chair, with Murong Xue standing beside him.

The eyes of both the emperor and the empress were focused on Lin Mo.

One, with scrutiny and suspicion.

One, full of tension and anticipation.

Two guards stood on both sides holding swords, and the whole study was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

"How presumptuous! Why don't you kneel down when you see the Holy One!"

The eunuch beside Liu Lie shouted sharply.

Lin Mo didn't seem to hear him. He just looked at Liu Lie calmly and held his hands in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

"My lord, please see your majesty and the queen."

Liu Lie frowned, anger flashed in his eyes.

"Bold! Why don't you kneel down when you see me?!"

Lin Mo smiled slightly and said loudly: "Return to Your Majesty!"

"A doctor treats people as he governs a country."

"If we want to cure the root cause, we need to treat them with the courtesy of a state guest."

"If I kneel down today, I will be just a submissive doctor who can't come up with any clever ideas or save the crisis."

"Today, I am here to offer your majesty a plan to save the country, not to take a crime."

"So... I cannot kneel."

What an arrogant person!

Liu Lie was so angry that he laughed instead.

He has seen many flattering ministers.

I have also seen many generals who are proud of their military exploits and their favor.

But I have never seen a subordinate prisoner dare to be so arrogant and arrogant in front of him!

Just as he was about to have an attack, he saw Murong Xue on the side, shaking her head gently at him, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Liu Lie snorted coldly, and finally suppressed the anger.

Now is not the time to worry about these false gifts.

What he needs is the damn "Jiangnan Flood Control Strategy"!

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