In modern society, male doctors treating female patients would not cause much controversy. But this was in the feudal ancient times, and if Doctor Mo, a foreigner, asked the princess to undress, it would probably cause controversy.
Yun Er was surprised and said with red eyes: "No! How can a princess... a foreigner like you see her? It will damage the princess's reputation."
Doctor Mo shrugged helplessly: "She has blood clots in her body, probably from a heavy blow to her back. I need to use acupuncture to clear the clots on the princess' back. If the blood clots stay in her heart meridians, she will die in a few days."
Yun'er was so anxious that tears fell down her face.
On one hand, there is the princess's innocence, and on the other hand, there is her life. I don't know how to choose.
"Oh, my little beauty, don't cry." Doctor Mo couldn't bear to see Yun'er crying so hard.
He hated seeing girls cry the most in his life.
Doctor Mo glanced around the room, quickly locked the door, and closed the window tightly, leaving only Chen Wei and Yun'er in the room.
Doctor Mo held his forehead with his hand, pinching his collar with his slender fingers: "There was a bastard who said that I was too soft-hearted, and that soft-hearted people could not accomplish great things. Actually, if I think about it carefully, he was right..."
He is a soft-hearted doctor.
As if he had made up his mind, Doctor Mo pulled the lapels of his shirt to the sides.
The collar was torn open, revealing the fair and delicate collarbone. Looking down from the collarbone, Shen Wei saw a layer of white cloth wrapped around the chest, and could clearly see the slightly undulating outline.
Shen Wei was stunned.
Yun'er was also shocked.
Doctor Mo gathered up his clothes and said helplessly, "Can we take off the princess's clothes now?"
Yun'er quickly helped the unconscious princess sit up and took off her clothes. Sure enough, there were dark purple bruises on the princess's back.
Doctor Mo took out the silver needle and concentrated on clearing the blood clots from Zhaoyang.
Shen Wei sat quietly aside, drinking a sip of herbal tea to calm her mind, occasionally glancing at the focused Doctor Mo.
Who could have imagined that the world-famous number one doctor was actually a woman disguised as a man.
Doctor Mo gave the acupuncture treatment for half an hour before putting the unconscious Zhaoyang back into bed. Yun'er brought the prepared cold medicine and carefully gave it to Zhaoyang to take.
Yun'er's nose felt sore. After hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Doctor Mo...my princess, she...her clothes are disheveled. What kind of misfortune did she cause?"
Zhaoyang disappeared last night and returned early in the morning. When he returned, he was in disarray and covered in wounds. It was hard not to think too much.
Doctor Mo comforted her: "Don't worry, the princess is safe and sound."
Yun'er finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Doctor Mo said, "Don't spread what happened today."
Shen Wei and Yun Er nodded in unison. Disguising as a man is Dr. Mo's secret, and the two will never reveal it.
Doctor Mo bowed and said politely, "I'll leave first. The world is far away. We'll meet again if we're lucky."
Doctor Mo gathered his clothes and walked out of the princess's bedroom with heavy steps. It was already bright in the sky. After a night of storm, the lotus flowers and leaves in Luoyue Lake were crooked and scattered.
The slightly cold lake breeze blew up the two strands of black hair on Doctor Mo's temples. Doctor Mo looked disappointed and said, "I can't stay in Yanjing any longer... I have to run away quickly."
Having stayed in Yanjing for too long, it became difficult for her to conceal her whereabouts. That man must have already sent people to sneak into Yanjing, lurking in the dark like a beast lurking deep in the jungle.
Doctor Mo left the villa in a low-key manner.
There are few tourists at Luoyue Lake in the early morning. Doctor Mo walked to the dock and threw a tael of silver to the boatman: "Go south along the lake, towards the direction of Nanshan Dock."
She had to go along the lake into the river and leave Qing State along the river. Hearing that Nanchu had beautiful scenery, she hid in Nanchu, and that person would definitely not be able to find her.
The boatman took the silver silently.
Doctor Mo got drunk last night and spent all his energy treating Zhaoyang this morning. He was already exhausted both physically and mentally and was feeling sleepy. She yawned, went into the cabin, picked a green lotus leaf to cover her face, fell on the wooden chair and fell asleep.
The boat was swaying and swaying slowly in the lake, and Doctor Mo soon fell asleep.
She didn't know how long it had been before she seemed to feel the boat stop. Doctor Mo stretched lazily, lifted the tattered curtain of the cabin, and said in a sleepy voice: "Boatman, why did you stop?"
The boat stopped in the middle of the lake.
There were no other ships around, only green mountains and green water, and the water was like a round mirror.
The boatman wearing a conical hat stood at the bow of the boat. The lake breeze blew and the conical hat on his head fell into the lake.
The hat fell off, revealing a gloomy and handsome face, his face was like the snow on the top of the mountain, and his eyes were like the abyss.
Doctor Mo’s mind went blank.
The man was like a beast that had been dormant for a long time. His dark eyes locked onto the person in front of him. He said gently, "Xun, you ran too far this time."
Doctor Mo's pretty face froze, and a bone-chilling chill rushed from her heels straight to her neck, making her shudder.
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In the Luoyue Lake Villa, Princess Zhaoyang has a high fever and has been in a coma ever since.
In the afternoon, Yan Yunting arrived late and came to apologize to the princess. Last night he missed the appointment because he was taking care of the sick Tan Tai Rou and it happened to rain heavily.
He knew he was in the wrong.
Yan Yunting came to the villa in person, bringing gifts to apologize. He knew Zhaoyang's willful and capricious temper, and Zhaoyang must be very angry.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as he coaxes him a little, Zhaoyang will still forgive his mistakes quickly like before.
But he was stopped at the door.
The maid Yun'er suppressed her anger and said coldly, "Minister Yan, the princess caught a cold last night and will not see anyone. Please go back."
Yan Yunting was slightly stunned. Did he catch a cold?
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