Chapter 038 Useful!

Meng Jian's eyes widened. He actually sensed the true energy from the Sixth Princess!

Sui Mo saw the shock in his eyes and sighed inwardly.

She had noticed it two days ago when the Sixth Princess was sharpening the flying needle in the carriage.

God knows how shocked she was at that time, her reaction was much stronger than Meng Jian's now.

After many observations, I had to believe that the Sixth Princess really had some cultivation and should have reached the initial stage of the sixth level of true qi.

Sui Mo didn't know where her cultivation came from, nor was he sure whether His Majesty was aware of this.

Reaching the sixth rank at this age at least means that one has a certain talent in martial arts.

With wisdom, means and talent in martial arts, Sui Mo really couldn't understand why the Sixth Princess had such a bad reputation.

Is it really as she said, that she really has no idea about the throne?

To be honest, Sui Mo had believed it to about 70% before, but it was not until he discovered that he had some cultivation skills that he began to doubt it again.

Originally, she was the only one who knew this secret, because the twelve Mo Guards were all at the sixth level of cultivation and their perception abilities were not that strong.

But now it’s different. Meng Jian’s cultivation is even higher than hers, and it seems that he has seen through it.

Meng Jian sensed the gaze, and the moment he looked at Sui Mo from a distance, he immediately understood that this "maid" knew!

From purifying water to providing medical treatment, he could already confirm that the Sixth Princess was not as bad as rumored in the capital.

Now that he realizes that she has cultivation, and that the guards around her are either Qingluan Guards or Xuanji Guards, this...

Meng Jian immediately imagined a palace drama.

Perhaps the most outstanding princess isn't the three mentioned above, but this Sixth Princess! His Majesty is playing a big game...

Meng Jian immediately withdrew his gaze, and there was no longer any abnormality in his expression.

Damn it! How could he have caught such a thing? He was so shocked that he revealed his flaws and was discovered by the "maid".

What should I do? Should I go to His Majesty to admit it after returning to the capital, or should I tell my grandfather?

Qin Zhaoyue had no idea about the lawsuit behind him.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything around him, and all his subtle perceptions were focused on the tiny needle in his hand.

Push in little by little to find the vein.

With her full concentration, her perception reached an extremely subtle level, and she gradually found the feeling.

Without further hesitation, the needle thrust forward, and the moment the blood returned, "Release!"

Doctor Jiang's hands were steady as he was preparing to quickly loosen the restraints on the old man's wrists.

Qin Zhaoyue slowly pushed the syringe in, bit by bit with firm yet gentle force.

She took the process very slowly, and it took her nearly half a cup of tea to completely push out the liquid in the syringe.

Pull out the needle and press the needle hole with sterilized silk cloth.

"Is that... done?"

"alright."

Jiang Qingpu immediately began to diagnose, looking at the pupils and taking the pulse.

No one dared to disturb him, and even breathed very softly, waiting for his final diagnosis.

Qin Zhaoyue's face turned pale, her lips unconsciously pursed tightly, and she stared at the old doctor in front of her motionlessly.

"My pulse is stronger, my breathing is steady...it's working!"

Jiang Qingpu looked up in surprise. Although he didn't understand the principle behind it, it seemed to be useful now.

He had been practicing medicine for decades, but he had never heard of this method. His face was full of confusion, and then his eyes burst into amazing light.

If it works, it means the remaining 160 or so people... can be saved!

Huh... Qin Zhaoyue's chest heaved violently, and the breath that was stuck in his chest finally came out.

Everyone around was similar to Jiang Qingpu, including the eldest princess and Sui Mo, who trusted Qin Zhaoyue the most.

Even though I had some guesses, I was still shocked when I actually saw this scene.

Who would have thought that it would actually work.

Those who spoke out against it were like being slapped in the face. They shrank their heads and avoided looking at the Sixth Princess in front of the bed, feeling relieved.

Qin Zhaoqiong came back to her senses. Now was not the time to ask why her sixth sister had such a method. "Let the imperial physician go and see the patient."

Sui Mo didn't move at all, even though it was the eldest princess who gave the order, his eyes didn't waver at all.

"Put it down."

It was not until Qin Zhaoyue spoke that Sui Mo put away his sword, and the other Qingluan Guards also stepped back.

Meng Jian pursed his lips tightly. He was now absolutely certain that these maids must have come from the palace!

Only when the sword left his neck did Imperial Physician Fang finally feel that he could breathe more easily.

The eldest princess was not on his side just now. Having served in the palace for many years, she immediately realized that the sixth princess held a high position in her heart.

Not daring to say anything else, he bowed politely, walked around Sui Mo tremblingly to the old man, and repeated Doctor Jiang's diagnosis.

He hadn't stepped into the intensive care unit in the past two days, but he had seen quite a few during triage before.

The patient seemed to be in a critical condition just now, but now his condition has stabilized.

Standing up, Doctor Fang still looked a little dazed. "It is indeed... effective."

Qin Zhaoyue has stood up. For safety reasons, the needle needs to be sterilized before the next injection.

But at this moment, something suddenly changed!

The old man's skinny chest was rising and falling at a terrifying frequency.

A roar like sandpaper rubbing against each other came out of his throat, and white foam mixed with blood dripped from the corners of his mouth onto his already torn collar.

His ten fingers spasmed into eagle claws, scratching desperately in the air.

Imperial Physician Fang was the closest and subconsciously retreated, his claws brushing past his head and almost injuring him.

But Jiang Qingpu rushed forward immediately and used his body to hold down the old man's fluttering arms. "Quick, silver needle!"

The medicine boy at the side hurried forward, but before he could arrive, the old man suddenly relaxed.

His arms hit the bed with a bang, and Jiang Qingpu, who was holding him down, was caught off guard and fell down.

"Hmm..." He groaned and was unable to get up for a while.

Jiang Qingpu lay on the old man, ignoring the pain, his hands trembling uncontrollably, muttering, "How could this happen, how could this happen..."

A figure passed through the crowd and flew lightly onto the bed.

He raised his hand to pull Doctor Jiang up, and pressed his other hand on the old man's heart, and his true energy immediately flowed into it.

Within two breaths, Meng Jian realized that the old man was about to die.

His use of true Qi has reached the level of circulating it throughout the body, and the condition of the old man's body is clearly visible.

In fact, the heart was still beating weakly, but the life force was cut off, so it was meaningless even if you forcibly protect the heart meridian.

Meng Jian withdrew his hand and subconsciously looked at Qin Zhaoyue.

The room fell into deathly silence.