Chapter 25
Why would she give up on herself?
"Just because you have a few bucks, you want to humiliate people? What do you think of us doctors?"
Doctor Qiu glared at Jiang Zhaoying fiercely, but Jiang Zhaoying pretended not to hear him. She held Princess Tingyun and slowly fed her water. She laid her down only after she was sure the pill had dissolved, and carefully observed whether her complexion changed.
A silver note worth one thousand and two taels of silver dazzled on the stool.
The prince glanced at Shen Liuguang, who was about to put the knife in his hand to Doctor Qiu's neck to force him to prescribe medicine.
But at this time.
A doctor in his forties, dressed in coarse cloth, squeezed out and grabbed the banknotes.
"I'll go and suffer, miss, I'll just take care of the heart disease, right?"
If it's a heart disease, then it's easy to deal with.
"yes."
Jiang Zhaoying nodded and the doctor bowed.
"My last name is Yuan. I am a doctor who specializes in treating common people. Three generations of my ancestors have been doctors like this."
These people must be blind.
This is one thousand and two taels of silver.
With this money, he could provide free medical treatment to the common people, and rebuild the dilapidated pharmacy, a bigger one with better facilities.
If you don't even know how to make money from a prescription, aren't you sick?
Seeing the doctor go out to boil medicine, the murderous look in the prince's eyes disappeared.
Jiang Zhaoying also felt a little relieved.
Doctor Yuan walked out a few steps, then came back and took out a small bottle of medicine.
"Because my mother has a heart disease, this medicine is always available at home. If this young lady is really feeling uncomfortable, let her take two pills. Maybe it will help her a little."
Everyone's heart disease is different, and the causes of the disease are also different, so he cannot guarantee that this medicine will be effective for the time being.
"Okay, thank you."
Jiang Zhaoying took the medicine from Doctor Yuan. Doctor Yuan grinned, but then received angry looks from Doctor Qiu and the others. Doctor Yuan turned around and ran away.
The prince stood up with a sullen face and walked to the bed. Jiang Zhaoying turned sideways, and the prince sat down beside her and stared at Tingyun.
After a while.
Jiang Zhaoying carefully observed Princess Tingyun's expression and found nothing bad had happened. Then she picked up the second portion of pills and fed them into her mouth.
She explained while feeding him.
"One pill is too strong, but it takes one pill to clear it up. Maybe we can try to separate them and let her body accept it little by little, step by step."
Princess Tingyun has been in poor health since she was a child and rarely left the palace, so this time she begged the Crown Prince to come out, and the Crown Prince made an exception and took her out to eat, drink and have fun.
but.
What Jiang Zhaoying didn't understand was that the imperial physician in the palace was the most skilled in medicine and should have been able to cure her.
Now.
The princess' body was icy cold, and even with a hot pack on her body she couldn't warm up. Jiang Zhaoying looked at the deathly look on her face, with a hint of confusion and sadness in her eyes.
Just finished the second dose of medicine.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside the window, and the window was blown with a snapping sound. The guards hurried forward to close the window. Jiang Zhaoying turned her head to look at the window, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"Humph, you ignorant boy, wait till something happens and see how you explain it."
Doctor Qiu was embarrassed by Jiang Zhaoying's disobedience and started to mock her, but his eyes were fixed on Princess Tingyun. He saw that her brows were tightly furrowed, her body was shaking, and she was making humming sounds, as if she was in extreme pain.
He became even angrier as he watched and couldn't help but curse.
"You are not a doctor at all, and you don't know how to treat her. Even if you have a miracle drug, you will still kill her."
The wind and rain came suddenly.
The shadows of the branches, along with large raindrops, hit the window leaves with a plop.
Like a ghost.
He angrily accused Jiang Zhaoying of saving people, saying that those were the souls they should take away and no one could take them away.
A feeling of uneasiness welled up in my heart.
Jiang Zhaoying placed her fingertips on the princess' pulse and found that her pulse was indeed getting weaker and weaker. Jiang Zhaoying's face gradually became ugly.
She looked at Princess Tingyun and spoke gently.
"Princess, Princess, I can help you detoxify. You won't have to endure such hardships again. I can also cure your illness and make you healthy. So you must be strong and don't be afraid."
Princess Tingyun had no will to live at all. Perhaps she was tortured so much by the illness that she felt that death might be her only relief.
She placed the hot pack in the princess's palm and gently stroked her face over and over again.
"Princess, I promise you that I will let you live well and be healthy. As long as you are stronger, the poison can be cured today and you will never feel pain again. You must never give up on yourself, okay?"
…
It was unknown when the private room fell silent, and the doctors nearby all looked at Jiang Zhaoying mockingly.
Are you scared?
Are you going to die?
The prince sat next to Princess Tingyun, listening to the sound of branches hitting the window, and the hostility in his body was almost overwhelming.
"Your brother will protect you and will not let you marry someone you don't like, nor will he let you marry a foreign prince. You will live according to your own wishes, marry someone you like, and see the scenery you like. Princess, don't you really want to give it a try?"
…
But.
Princess Tingyun's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and her face was getting paler and paler, finally turning gray.
This is a symptom of dying!
Jiang Zhaoying felt sad when she saw that she was about to give up her life. If a person wasn't really hurt, it would be impossible for her to give up on herself.
Why is that?
Jiang Zhaoying couldn't help but feel panic and anxiety in her heart. She wanted to save Princess Tingyun. She was still so young and so beautiful, but why should she give up?
Lean over.
She held Tingyun in her arms, and when she lowered her eyes, tears fell.
"Princess, why are you giving up like this? Why? I can promise to keep you alive. I really can."
I died today in the previous life, and I died today in this life.
She is not willing to give in!
Suddenly remembered something.
Jiang Zhaoying looked at the prince who had a gloomy aura.
"Sir, I have something to ask you."
The prince looked at Jiang Zhaoying with a cold gaze, her eyes full of pleading and tears, and nodded.
"I want to know what her normal life is like. Is she sad? Otherwise why would she give up her life?"
"You said she was giving up on herself?"
The prince's heart trembled violently.
"That's nonsense."
Doctor Qiu looked embarrassed and angrily shouted, he knew that Tingyun was going to die and this young boy could not save her at all.
The prince raised his hand.
Jiang Zhaoying knelt beside the prince's knees. The prince leaned over and whispered something in her ear. Jiang Zhaoying's long eyelashes trembled violently. She rushed over and hugged Princess Tingyun into her arms again, and whispered in her ear.
"I have a way, Princess, I can help you..."
She was listening to Princess Yun's ear, constantly saying something, repeating her assurances one sentence at a time.
The prince watched her movements, and there was a slight crack in his icy eyes. Although he didn't know why Xu Zhiyan happened to have the medicine, and why Jiang Zhaoying took so much trouble to save Tingyun.
But there were tears in her eyes.
It was like a ray of light that split the darkness in his eyes.
"Give me more medicine."
Jiang Zhaoying's voice trembled violently. Shu Yun hurriedly brought over the third part of the medicine, and Jiang Zhaoying fed the medicine into Tingyun's mouth.
"This is the antidote for the poison in your body. No one else can cure it, but mine can. My mother spent a lot of effort to get it. I only have one, Princess, don't let her waste it, okay?"
The heavy rain continued to fall, and the wind blew the moisture from the soil continuously out from the cracks, as if it was eager to bury Princess Tingyun in the soil.
Jiang Zhaoying looked at the copper clock on the table, and her hands holding Tingyun began to tremble gradually.
Previous life.
She died at this hour!
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