After the female jailer walked aside, Zhu Jin took two steps back, looked at Lian Huier and Lian Qiao, put away the smile on his face, looked at them solemnly and said, "Regarding the fact that Helian Zhen is a princess, no matter how you and the outside world question it, no matter whether she is really as unqualified as you say, since the queen chose her to succeed, there must be a reason for her to succeed. You might as well try to believe the queen."

"I have only been in prison for a few days, and I am very clear about Helian Zhen's current condition, but I will not say anything to question her because I believe in the Queen. You might as well try to believe in the Queen like me, try to believe that Helian Zhen will continue to improve, give her some time, and let her grow under your supervision."

"No one is perfect. Everyone has both advantages and disadvantages. Helian Zhen's academic performance is indeed not good, but in other aspects, she must have extraordinary talents and abilities. Instead of rejecting her from the beginning, it is better to give her a chance to let her prove herself."

"After all, when judging a person, we can't just look at the present. What's more important is to look at the future and see how they will perform in the future." Zhu Jin exhaled and looked ahead quietly. This was what she had said before and what she thought she should say. Although there were some changes because of Lian Huier's problem, the principles were essentially the same.

The intervention of an embroidery brought this interview to a standstill, but it also allowed Zhu Jin to speak. Zhu Jin looked at Lian Huier and Lian Qiao, who were looking at her with different eyes on both sides, and expressed her final point of view, perfectly counterattacking their attacks.

"In addition, I believe that the civilization passed down by the royal family has always been a spirit, not a craft. No matter how good the craft is, it will be lost. Only spiritual civilization can continue and be passed down. As long as spiritual civilization can be passed down, our civilization will not be lost, and lost crafts can be found or innovated. On the contrary, if we lose the spirit, then no matter how good the craft is, it will be lost one day, or there will be no meaning in passing it down."

“Therefore, the inheritance of civilization requires the dual inheritance of skills and spirit. It is right to study traditional culture hard to pass it on, but we cannot put the cart before the horse and blindly pursue how well we learn while ignoring the spirit of civilization.” The role of princesses and queens ultimately lies in spiritual inheritance. It is impossible to ask them to learn everything well. After all, human energy is limited. As long as the princesses are not too bad, it will be enough. We certainly cannot expect the princesses to pass on other skills.

Zhu Jin did not say anything explicitly about the follow-up, but her subtext was very clear. Zhu Jin used her remarks on the inheritance of civilization to effectively counter the questions raised by Lian Huier and Lian Qiao.

"Wow..." After Zhu Jin finished speaking, there was a moment of silence, and then warm applause suddenly came from the inmate audience.

Lian Huier, Lian Qiao and the public's doubts were not wrong, but they were too harsh after all. Lian Huier and Lian Qiao could naturally hear Zhu Jin's calm response. Lian Huier's smile was stiff, but she quickly responded, "Ms. Lian Nan's point of view is very novel..." Her smile immediately became lively after she spoke, which was in stark contrast to Lian Qiao's stiff face.

"Thank you, today's interview ends here. We'll interview again if we have the chance." Zhu Jin glanced at Lian Hui'er and knew that she would continue to pester him. He had no choice but to interrupt her rudely and said goodbye without hesitation. After walking two steps, a sudden "bang..." stopped Zhu Jin's steps again.

The microphone operator who had been standing aside suddenly fell to the ground without any warning, and fell heavily in front of Zhu Jin. Zhu Jin barely took back his steps. Then, in just a moment, in just a glance, Zhu Jin had taken two steps forward and squatted in front of the fallen microphone operator.

The little girl was pale, sweating profusely, and her eyes were dull. She had fallen into a semi-comatose state. The moment Zhu Jin saw her face clearly, he quickly touched her pulse, and her face darkened slightly when he touched it.

"What's going on?" "What's wrong?" Noisy shouts followed. When Lian Huier and other staff members nearby reacted, their first reaction was to run forward. Lian Huier was the first to run up, and out of habit she went to shake the girl on the microphone to wake her up, but she was stopped by Zhu Jin before she could do anything.

"Don't shake her!" Zhu Jin shouted without raising her head while taking her pulse and checking her condition, and then continued shouting, "Call a doctor quickly." In such an emergency situation, she had basically no way out as she had no medicine or tools. She had no way out, but the doctors here definitely had a way. Based on her observations, she was very impressed by the medical skills of this world.

Zhu Jin's attention was entirely on the patient, and he didn't notice Lian Hui'er's stiff half-squatting movements. Zhu Jin knelt in front of the microphone girl, leaned over and asked in her ear, who was trembling and groaning unconsciously and breathing rapidly, "Patient, can you hear me?"

The girl at the microphone bent her body, looked grim and nodded absentmindedly.

"Are you having severe abdominal pain?" Zhu Jin asked immediately after watching her movements.

The girl on the phone panted and nodded again. The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, her whole body tensed up and she groaned before fainting completely.

"Ai Ye!" Lian Hui'er and the staff who had been standing by shouted immediately, "Where's the doctor? Hasn't the doctor come yet?"

When Lian Huier knelt down and anxiously picked up the girl with the microphone named Ai Ye, Zhu Jin finally let go of his hand taking the pulse. He looked at the glaring red color of Ai Ye's lower body, his eyes froze, and his expression changed slightly.

The pulse was thin and fast, the face was pale, cold sweat, shortness of breath, bleeding from the lower body... This is hemorrhage! No, it's not, Zhu Jin immediately rejected it, thinking about the pulse carefully, reaching out to check Ai Ye's abdomen and bleeding, and his face changed drastically. He looked up at the people around him and the noisy quarrel, and then looked at Lian Huier who was half holding Ai Ye, and Zhu Jin raised his voice, "Everyone step back and keep quiet!"

The clear voice spread quickly. It was not deafening, but its serious and majestic tone quickly quieted the noisy scene.

"Everyone move aside and stop making noise." Zhu Jin repeated it once the scene became quiet, and then ordered without hesitation, "Ye Banxia, ​​take off your clothes and put them on the ground!" Ye Banxia was wearing a long dress.

"Okay." Ye Banxia, ​​who had been protecting her and preventing others from disturbing her, immediately took off her clothes. Zhu Jin pulled her over and put her under Ai Ye, saying, "Reporter Lian, gently put her on the clothes, lay her flat, and don't hold her."

After Zhu Jin put on her clothes, she saw Lian Huier looking at her with a frown without moving. She raised her head and saw the people who came with her looking at her with dissatisfaction, "Lian Nan, what are you doing?" "Isn't the doctor coming yet?" The questioning and noise started again.

Only the inmate who had witnessed Mr. Huang coughing before stood outside and kept his mouth shut.

Zhu Jin's eyes turned cold, and he snatched Ai Ye from Lian Hui'er's arms, gently laid her flat on her clothes, and before Lian Hui'er and the others could speak, he looked at them coldly and said, "I'm a doctor! She has ectopic pregnancy bleeding, don't make noise, don't let your head rise high and your feet fall low. Are you responsible for delaying the treatment?"