Chapter 626: Don’t you even want to pretend?
Without waiting for Song Yanxi to speak, Zhuang Shihan quickly said to Mo Jinchuan, "Your Majesty, don't listen to her. She doesn't know how to treat illnesses at all.
You just read a book and learned some mediocre skills, and you dare to call yourself a doctor. But if you really make someone sick, can you bear the responsibility?"
She asked Mo Jinchuan: "Your Majesty, this is your own daughter. Are you willing to put her life and death in the hands of such a person?"
Mo Jinchuan's eyes grew even colder as he asked, "If I don't give it to Xi'er, do I intend to hand Jiaojiao's life over to someone so eager to achieve success that he wouldn't hesitate to test drugs on living people?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shihan's face suddenly changed.
She murmured, "No, that's impossible."
She did that thing so secretly that not only outsiders but even Lin Tingfeng and Chunsheng who followed her all day didn't know about it.
Not to mention, Mo Jinchuan had already disguised himself and left the city at that time and was not in the border town at all.
Yes, there was no way he could know.
Realizing something, Zhuang Shihan looked at Song Yanxi and angrily said, "Song, you're such a jerk. You do these backstabbing things all day long. Do you even know how to write the word 'shame'?
Even if I had a conflict with you, it's not a reason for you to deliberately spread rumors in front of others!"
Song Yanxi patted Jiaojiao's back gently, her eyes cold as she said, "Stop spitting blood."
She was referring to the incident where Zhuang Shihan accused her of spreading rumors.
How could she admit to something she hadn't done?
Zhuang Shihan didn't believe a single word Song Yanxi said.
If this man surnamed Song had not talked nonsense in front of Prince Jin, how could he have known that she was testing medicine on the people of the border town.
Besides, what evidence do they have?
It's ridiculous to just rely on a nice mouth.
Zhuang Shihan sneered and said nonchalantly, "You two are really interesting, one of you plays the good cop and the other the bad cop.
He first pretended to agree to help me, and then turned around and put the blame on me.
What? Do you think I'm some big shot who can be bullied by anyone?"
She sneered and said disdainfully: "Don't even think about it!"
In response to her accusation, Mo Jinchuan only asked one question.
"Do you really feel no guilt about He Chunhua's death?"
Zhuang Shihan was startled and asked with a frown, "Who?"
She thought about it carefully again, but still couldn't remember when she had seen this person before. She couldn't help but ask with a smile: "What a messed up person! What does her life or death have to do with me?"
Thinking of something, she said with disdain: "The name is so vulgar, you can tell it's from a remote village as soon as you hear it.
I grew up in Kyoto, how could I possibly know him?"
As she spoke, annoyance grew in her eyes, "Your Highness, even if you like Song Yanxi so much, you can't just throw dirty water on others for no reason just to protect her, right?"
Ziheng clenched his fists and said, "Don't talk nonsense. My father is not someone who can't distinguish between public and private matters."
Jiaojiao also endured the pain and said: "Bad woman, don't talk about my daddy!"
She struggled to jump down, but ended up pulling her stomach, causing her to cry in pain.
The little girl cried and grabbed Song Yanxi's sleeve and asked, "Auntie, will Jiaojiao die?"
Her face was pale, "Wuwuwu, Jiaojiao is in so much pain."
While Song Yanxi said she didn't know, she told Zhuzhi, "Go get my medicine box from the carriage."
Jiaojiao's condition was not serious. As long as she stopped crying and made a fuss, and sat down to rest for a while, she would recover. She didn't need to take any medicine at all.
After all, every medicine is poisonous.
Jiaojiao's health was not good to begin with, so she usually only dared to use mild methods such as food supplements to regulate her health.
But right now, I have to take this medicine.
She looked up at Zhuang Shihan, suppressed her anger and asked, "You really don't remember Sister Chunhua?"
Zhuang Shihan said impatiently, "Are you done yet? If you say you don't know me, then you don't know me.
She's just a country woman, why should I get to know her?"
The contempt in her words was undisguised, and it was clear that she looked down on the so-called country people from the bottom of her heart.
This is completely different from the persona she had previously established in the outside world.
So this is, you don’t even want to pretend anymore?
Facing Song Yanxi's surprised eyes, Zhuang Shihan seemed to have thought of something and asked coldly, "Isn't this what you want?"
She said with a self-deprecating laugh, "They tried every possible way to pull me down from the altar and expose my so-called true face, so that those people who once worshipped me will turn around and sneer at me.
Then, we will hold you up high as the savior and regard you as a god who saves people from suffering."
Just by listening to her words, people who didn't know her would think she had endured a lot of oppression and grievances.
In her mouth, Song Yanxi became the culprit of all this.
She spoke so sincerely and heartfeltly that her eyes were red at the end, as if she had suffered a great injustice and had no way to seek redress.
Seeing all this, Song Yanxi couldn't help asking, "What about Li Zhuang? You should remember him."
Thinking of that little fat boy, Zhuang Shihan's eyes flickered. She forced herself to calm down and said, "Those kids came back to Beijing with me in the same carriage. Of course I know them."
She frowned and asked, "Isn't that child living in your Princess Mansion now? What happened?"
Song Yanxi sneered and said coldly, "It's really strange that you remember Li Zhuang but don't remember his biological mother."
Hearing the word "biological mother", Zhuang Shihan's expression suddenly changed, and her voice unconsciously became a little flustered, "He Chunhua is the mother of that little fat boy?"
She bit her lower lip lightly, but regained her composure after a moment, sighing, "That was a miserable person. She became a widow before she even got married for a few years. It's really not easy for her to live alone with her son these past few years."
Song Yanxi asked coldly, "Princess, are you really not ashamed of saying this?"
Zhuang Shihan's heart skipped a beat, and she said stubbornly, "I don't know what you're talking about."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Mo Jinchuan and asked, "Song Yanxi is trying to put the blame on me without any evidence. Is Your Majesty planning to just watch?
She is going to be the Princess of Jin in the future. With such words and actions, isn't she really afraid that her virtue is unworthy of her position?"
Mo Jinchuan said coldly, "Since Princess Shihan has a clear conscience, she shouldn't care about what others say.
As for whether Xier is worthy or not, it is not up to you to decide."
Zhuang Shihan was so angry that her eyes turned red and she wished she could bite her teeth to pieces.
She cares, how can she not care?
But I can't say I have a guilty conscience.
Since ancient times, countless great inventions have had groups of heroic pioneers dedicating themselves to them, and the field of medicine is no exception.
Medical care was scarce in this era, and unlike modern times, specially raised mice and other items could be used as substitutes for experiments.
Even so, once the drug's efficacy stabilizes, it will still take a period of clinical trials before it can be finally used.
If they really followed this plan, not only He Chunhua, but also the people in the border town would have died countless times.
She did that clearly to save their lives!
They should be grateful to her.
Anyway, the result is good, so does the process matter?
Zhuang Shihan thought so in her heart and couldn't help asking, "You are such a saint, you talk better than you sing, but didn't you find five soldiers to test the medicine?"
She couldn't help but sneer, and said with disdain: "I don't know what you are so noble about."
Song Yanxi admitted, "Yes, I did let Shitou drink the medicine I adjusted.
If Princess Shihan needs it, I can copy the prescription now and have a qualified imperial physician in the palace check it for any problems."
Then she changed the subject and asked, "What about you? Do you dare?"
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