Chapter 11 First Time
After entering the room, Song Yanxi lifted up the robe that Mo Jinchuan was wearing on his legs.
She bent her fingers and tapped on Mo Jinchuan's legs, then raised her eyes and asked, "Do you feel anything?"
A gloomy look flashed across Mo Jinchuan's dark eyes, and he shook his head slightly.
Song Yanxi's expression remained unchanged. Her slender fingers pinched Mo Jinchuan's legs inch by inch. "Your Highness, if you feel anything when you pinch it, please let me know."
She pinched both of Mo Jinchuan's legs, but Mo Jinchuan didn't make any sound.
It seems that Mo Jinchuan's legs have really lost all feeling.
She didn't ask any more questions and opened the medicine box directly.
The medicine box is made of small-leaf red sandalwood and has four layers in total, which contain silver needles, various rare medicinal materials, gauze for stopping bleeding, and a set of thin knives that are the only one of its kind in the world.
After taking out a silver needle from the medicine box and inserting it into the tendons of Mo Jinchuan's leg, her delicate eyebrows gradually furrowed, "Where is the person who set the prince's bones now?"
There was no time to check carefully during the day, but unexpectedly, His Royal Highness Prince Jin's leg injury had something strange in it.
Mo Jinchuan's eyes flickered slightly, "He's dead. He accidentally fell into a tiger's den during the autumn hunt last month and died without a complete body."
Song Yanxi said calmly: "Well, he deserves to die."
Mo Jinchuan didn't say anything else, and the room was silent.
Song Yanxi understood. It seemed that Mo Jinchuan already knew that the man had tampered with his leg when treating it.
After quietly examining Mo Jinchuan's legs, Song Yanxi said carefully, "Your Highness's leg injury has been there for some time, and I'm not entirely sure."
Mo Jinchuan curled his lips and said calmly, "My leg has been disabled for a long time. It would be great if it can be cured, but if it can't be cured, don't worry."
"Master..." An Yi hesitated to speak, his eyes full of heartache.
He has followed Mo Jinchuan for many years and knows better than anyone the sadness hidden beneath this relaxed tone.
Song Yanxi is a doctor and has seen all kinds of patients in the Valley of Divine Doctors, so she can empathize with them.
She pondered for a moment and then said, "The subsequent treatment will be very difficult, and may even require bone reconnection. If Your Highness is prepared, I will use all my life's knowledge to treat you."
Mo Jinchuan raised his head, his eyes slightly bright, "I believe in my wife."
After Mo Jinchuan finished speaking, An Yi couldn't help but ask, "Madam, how confident are you that you can cure the prince's leg?"
Song Yanxi said apologetically, "Your Highness, I'm only 30% sure."
"It's okay, ma'am, just go ahead and treat him." He had already given up hope, and now that Song Yanxi was able to treat him, he was content no matter how good or bad it was.
With Mo Jinchuan's words, Song Yanxi's only remaining concerns disappeared, and she said directly: "The rules of the Divine Doctor Valley state that no one else can be present when treating a patient."
Just as An Yi was about to speak, Mo Jinchuan ordered, "You step aside first and help me take care of my wife's people."
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Song Yanxi prepared the medicine and tested the water temperature. When she turned around and saw Mo Jinchuan sitting in a wheelchair, she realized that she had forgotten something.
She should have left someone to help His Royal Highness Prince Jin change his clothes...
Noticing Song Yanxi's gaze on his collar, Mo Jinchuan coughed unnaturally and said, "I can do it myself."
Song Yanxi looked down at his legs, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
She wanted to say that she was a doctor and told him not to act so arrogantly in front of him, but she was afraid that her words would be too blunt and hurt his self-esteem.
Under the candlelight, Mo Jinchuan's face flushed suspiciously, and his voice lost its usual calmness, "Madam, please turn around."
"Oh, okay." Song Yanxi turned around quickly, feeling a burning sensation on her face.
She was really confused. His Royal Highness Prince Jin, who had once galloped across the battlefield and was feared by everyone, was not so weak that he needed help to take off his clothes, even if his legs were lame.
There was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other behind me.
Song Yanxi was just about to remind him that there was water on the edge of the bucket and to be careful not to slip when he heard a muffled "bang".
The heavy object fell into the water, splashing water all over the ground.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment. A moment later, the man's cold voice sounded behind him, "Mrs. Lin, it's done."
Song Yanxi turned around. The man's clear and handsome face was emotionless. His deep and cold eyes were like an eagle soaring in the sky, looking down on the world...
Song Yanxi's gaze subconsciously moved down along her collarbone. The wet clothes clung to her body, faintly revealing her healthy-skinned chest muscles. It was no different from if she was not wearing any clothes.
"Can we start?" The man's cold voice came into his ears again.
Song Yanxi suddenly came back to her senses, quickly withdrew her gaze, took out the silver needle and quickly gave Mo Jinchuan acupuncture.
After finding the acupoint, the silver needle was about to penetrate the flesh, but there was no expression on Mo Jinchuan's face, and he didn't even move his eyelids.
When the third needle was inserted, a panicked little voice suddenly came from behind, "Bad woman, let go of my daddy!"
Song Yanxi's entire attention was on the silver needle. She was frightened by the noise and lost her balance, falling straight forward.
Seeing that the silver needle was about to penetrate into the acupuncture point, she didn't care about herself, and quickly raised her hand, pulled out the silver needle, and let herself fall facefirst into the bathtub.
Song Yanxi subconsciously held her breath and closed her mouth, but the expected feeling of falling into the water did not come.
Instead, a pair of warm hands pinched her waist, holding her up steadily.
She slowly opened her eyes and met a pair of deep eyes, as if there was a pool of deep water between them, making it impossible to see his true emotions.
The distance between the tips of their noses was less than three fingers, so close that they could clearly feel each other's breath on their faces.
The hand holding her waist was even hotter.
"Bad woman, stinky woman, I'm going to let your brother beat you until you cry!" The delicate little baby put his hands on his hips and roared fiercely.
"Jiaojiao, stop messing around." Mo Jinchuan scolded softly.
Hearing the familiar voice, Song Yanxi came back to her senses instantly, quickly stood up with her hands on the edge of the wooden barrel, and took a few steps back.
Hearing his father's serious voice, the baby's tiny body trembled, his big, watery eyes like grapes turned red, and his little face was full of grievance.
Before he could finish his words, the little golden beans fell out.
"Wow... Daddy actually acted so mean to Jiaojiao for a bad woman..."
The little baby stamped his feet, wiped his tears, turned around and ran out, "I'm going to die!"
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