Anyway, she's figured out Jiang Ji now... he's hopeless, so she's not going to waste her time on him and will just take it slow...
Soon, the palace maid brought over another pot of hot water, along with the imperial physician.
"This old minister greets Your Highness, Consort Shu." The imperial physician greeted her upon arrival.
"Get up, let him take a look." Nan Zhiyun said. The imperial physician looked at Jiang Ji. There were very few cases where the imperial physician was specially invited to treat palace servants.
"Yes," the imperial physician replied without showing any reluctance. Given Consort Shu's current status, they had no choice but to curry favor with her.
"Jiang Ji, please sit down, otherwise the imperial physician won't be able to take your pulse." Nan Zhiyun had finally found a reason, and Jiang Ji couldn't refuse. After all, she was already here, and he couldn't be so ungrateful. However... he really hadn't expected Nan Zhiyun to call an imperial physician for him.
Perhaps out of curiosity, Jiang Ji slightly raised his head while the imperial physician was taking his pulse, and just then he caught Nan Zhiyun's gaze. But it was only for a moment. Jiang Ji then looked away, somewhat embarrassed, and lowered his head, seemingly unable to meet her eyes.
When Nan Zhiyun saw this change, she began to doubt whether she was really that fierce. Sure enough, it must have been caused by her previous master, who had really done a lot of harm.
"He seems to have a serious injury to his hand as well, you should take a look at it too," Nan Zhiyun said as she remembered. Jiang Ji's hand was wrapped in such thick gauze that it looked quite frightening.
The imperial physician respectfully agreed and then went to remove the gauze from Jiang Ji's hand. Nan Zhiyun couldn't help but take a look, and what she saw was shocking.
Those hands were a bloody mess, with large areas of bruising, and they felt quite deep. Even Nan Zhiyun felt pain just looking at them.
Even the imperial physician was shocked. How could someone endure such a severe injury without even applying any medicine? If left untreated, it might become incurable...
"How is it? Is it serious?" Nan Zhiyun was genuinely worried.
"Your Highness, there is quite a lot of rotten flesh on this hand that needs to be scraped off. The process may be a bit unbearable," the imperial physician said truthfully.
Scraping flesh? Nan Zhiyun was terrified. How painful would that be?
"Isn't there any other way?" Nan Zhiyun was actually a little reluctant.
"The remaining rotten flesh on this hand must be removed first," the imperial physician said.
Nan Zhiyun was at a loss. She glanced at Jiang Ji and noticed that he seemed to be enduring it the whole time. What if they really had to cut the meat off later? Would he be able to handle it?
"Your Majesty, rest assured, this servant can endure it." Jiang Ji perhaps sensed Nan Zhiyun's concerns.
“…Then let’s listen to the imperial physician.” Nan Zhiyun couldn’t think of any other solution.
With Nan Zhiyun's approval, the imperial physician stopped hesitating and immediately began preparing the tools.
Before taking action, the imperial physician handed Jiang Ji a towel to bite on, which Jiang Ji readily complied with. The physician then took out a scalpel and began sterilizing it before officially removing the tissue.
Nan Zhiyun couldn't bear to watch. Jiang Ji was sweating profusely from the pain, but he didn't yell because he had a towel in his mouth. Of course, Nan Zhiyun thought that even without the towel, he wouldn't have yelled.
Jiang Ji had injuries to both hands, so the process was quite difficult. Nan Zhiyun couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she made an excuse to go out for a while, but she couldn't leave on her own now, so she waited outside.
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