"Imperial Physician Zhang, please take a look at Jinghe and see what's wrong?" Ye Jingchen asked anxiously.
Physician Zhang took Ye Jinghe's pulse, examined his eyes and tongue, and after a long pause, said, "The Fifth Prince's symptoms just now seem very much like epilepsy."
"Impossible!" Ye Jingchen instinctively denied.
Although Ye Jinghe in the novel is gloomy and ruthless as an adult, he does not have epilepsy and is a perfectly normal person.
Knowing this, Ye Jingchen didn't believe a word Consort Shu said he had epilepsy when they were in Changchun Palace.
Looking back now, it's clear that Consort Shu couldn't have made up a story without a reason. Since she dared to use this excuse, she must not have been afraid of being exposed.
Did Ye Jinghe really have epilepsy when he was a child?
Or did Consort Shu do something?
"Doctor Zhang, is there any medicine in this world that can cause epilepsy after ingestion?"
"Does Your Highness suspect that the Fifth Prince's symptoms are caused by medication?" Imperial Physician Zhang asked.
"I just think it's impossible for my fifth brother to have epilepsy," Ye Jingchen said.
"Lin Zhongquan, go to the Imperial Hospital in person and invite all the imperial physicians who have treated the Fifth Prince to the Eastern Palace. I have questions for them!" He then instructed the chief eunuch of the Eastern Palace.
Physician Zhang was somewhat unsure of Ye Jingchen's intentions, but he was just a doctor, and a doctor's duty was to treat illnesses.
His Highness the Crown Prince raised a question, so he followed that direction and re-examined the Fifth Prince's body.
But when he lifted the Fifth Prince's sleeve, he saw that there were many scars on his thin, fair arm. Some of the scars were old, some were new, and they were blue and purple, which was shocking to see.
Ye Jingchen's expression changed drastically when he saw the injuries.
He rolled up Ye Jinghe's trouser leg, and sure enough, his thigh was covered in scars.
For a fleeting moment, Ye Jingchen had the urge to kill everyone in Changchun Palace.
They deserve to die, not because they insulted a prince, but simply because they insulted a child.
Physician Zhang still couldn't determine whether Ye Jinghe's condition was truly epilepsy or controlled by medication; the only certainty was that Ye Jinghe's body showed no signs of poisoning.
Without knowing the illness, it is impossible to prescribe the right treatment.
With a sallow face, sunken eyes, messy hair, and ill-fitting tattered clothes, Ye Jinghe looked no different from the little beggars on the street, and perhaps even more pitiful.
When reading the novel, Ye Jingchen already knew that Ye Jinghe's childhood was very difficult, but he didn't know it was this difficult, nor did he know how little Ye Jinghe survived such a dark childhood and grew up so resiliently.
Ye Jingchen reached out, wanting to smooth his furrowed brows, which were still tightly furrowed even in his sleep.
"Your Highness, your arm is bleeding!" Fangcao, with her sharp eyes, noticed the brown stains spreading on Ye Jingchen's pale yellow sleeve and exclaimed in surprise.
Her shout triggered Ye Jingchen's previously numbed pain receptors, and he remembered that Ye Jinghe had bitten his arm while struggling earlier.
He rolled up his wide sleeves, revealing a deep tooth mark, bleeding, which looked quite frightening.
It's said that bite marks are easy to leave scars, and novels often feature such scenes where someone can be recognized by a tooth mark. Ye Jingchen thought to himself with a wry smile, "Should I also leave a tooth mark? That way, if Ye Jinghe misbehaves in the future, I can show him the tooth mark and make him feel guilty and obedient."
While he was lost in thought, the palace servants in the Eastern Palace saw the hideous wound and felt as if the sky was about to collapse.
His Highness the Crown Prince is of noble birth and has been served by a large number of palace servants since childhood. He has never even had a scratch, let alone bled.
"Imperial Physician Zhang, quick! Stop the bleeding for His Highness!" Even the usually calm and composed Fangfei panicked and hurriedly spoke up.
Fangcao then directly pulled the old doctor toward Ye Jingchen.
The others were like ants on a hot pan.
His Highness the Crown Prince is the Emperor's darling. Even if he is just accidentally bumped or bumped, they, as his servants, would suffer greatly. How much more so such a terrible wound.
The old doctor dared not be negligent. He opened his medicine box, used strong liquor to clean and disinfect Ye Jingchen's wound, applied medicinal powder, and finally bandaged the wound with cotton cloth.
"Your Highness, rest assured, this wound is not deep and will heal quickly without leaving a scar!" the old physician reassured him.
"Oh," Ye Jingchen replied expressionlessly.
The wound was already very painful from being rinsed with alcohol, and the old doctor's words meant that all the pain he had endured was for nothing.
"Your Highness, you have never suffered such a torment. The Fifth Prince is in too much danger. Why don't you send him back to Changchun Palace?"
"The Fifth Prince is indeed not suitable to stay in the Eastern Palace."
"Your Highness, your safety is the most important thing!" the palace servants urged, trying to be brave.
Ye Jingchen didn't speak, but just looked at the unconscious Ye Jinghe, finding it hard to imagine how he had struggled to survive in Changchun Palace in his original life trajectory.
No wonder he developed such a vicious and ruthless personality as he grew up.
Ye Jingchen reached out and touched Ye Jinghe's small face. It didn't feel good because there was no flesh on his cheeks, only skin and bones.
"Why hasn't Lin Zhongquan returned yet?" Ye Jingchen asked impatiently.
The Imperial Hospital is quite a distance from the Eastern Palace. After Lin Zhongquan goes to the Imperial Hospital, he still needs to inquire and review the files, so he can't return in a short time.
Ye Jingchen sat and waited for a while, but found the time dragging on, so he dismissed all the palace servants, leaving only the old imperial physician.
He stripped Ye Jinghe of his clothes himself, taking advantage of the child's unconscious state and inability to stop him, and stripped him completely naked, leaving him with nothing.
After stripping completely naked, Ye Jinghe's injuries looked even more horrifying. Without any clothing to cover him, he was so thin that you could see his ribs.
Ye Jingchen struggled to control himself and barely managed to suppress the violent emotions in his heart.
He carried Ye Jinghe to the bed, covered him with a blanket, and then had the old doctor examine him carefully. He then called Fangfei in and instructed her to find a set of clothes suitable for Ye Jinghe.
Fangfei quickly brought in a set of clothes and went to help Ye Jinghe put them on.
As she approached, the child, who was still fast asleep, showed signs of unease, his brows twitching as if he were about to wake up.
Ye Jingchen waved Fangfei away and personally dressed him.
Just as he finished dressing, Lin Zhongquan came in to report.
He was ordered to go to the Imperial Hospital to find the imperial physician who had treated the Fifth Prince, but in the end he only brought back one person.
The Fifth Prince saw the imperial physician only a handful of times in the past four years, but each time it happened to be the imperial physician Tao, who was brought back by Lin Zhongquan.
What's even more interesting is that Physician Tao visited Changchun Palace yesterday to treat the Fifth Prince.
Ye Jingchen left Fang Rong in the bedchamber to take care of the unconscious Ye Jinghe, while he summoned Physician Tao to the main hall of the East Palace.
A middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with a pale face, high forehead, and small eyes.
His appearance alone makes people dislike him.
"Imperial Physician Tao, do you know the consequences of plotting to harm the imperial heir?" Sitting alone on the high platform, Ye Jingchen asked casually.
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