Chapter 252 Meeting me is some good fortune for you
"What? I'm asking you if it hurts!"
Jiang Nuanzhi pinched her skin again with a hint of helplessness, observing that it still had some color in it.
Looking at the patient's face again, Jiang Nuanzhi saw that the patient was lying there with his brows tightly furrowed. He still didn't speak. Jiang Nuanzhi's eyes showed a hint of confusion, and she pinched the flesh around his face with a little more force.
The Emperor gasped, staring at Jiang Nuanzhi for a long while. Just as her hand seemed about to cover his thigh again, he squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "It hurts."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded after hearing what he said, then waved her hand in his face: "Can you see my hand clearly?"
"able."
This time, Emperor Jing answered very quickly.
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded in satisfaction, then stared at him closely and noticed that his face was flushed and he looked somewhat listless.
She immediately moved the candle closer, observing the distance between his pupils, and then breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"His condition is alright. The silver needle sealing technique shouldn't be used for too long. Now that he's almost recovered, let's prepare for the second needle insertion."
Emperor Jing was stunned by Jiang Nuanzhi's words, and said in a daze, "You mean you can cure the poison? How dare you!"
As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose, and he saw Jiang Nuanzhi's hand reaching towards his chest. He tried to raise his hand to block it, but he couldn't move his limbs, and for a moment he was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled her eyes. Did he think he had eight-pack abs like Li Rong? This guy was as skinny as jerky, and he wouldn't even let her touch him.
"Have you ever heard of the benevolence of a doctor? In my eyes, you're no different from a child. Besides, your acupoints are sealed, so you can't move. There's no need for these futile struggles. Come on, listen to me, take a deep breath and exhale slowly."
Relax, relax. The more relaxed you are, the better the detox will be this time.
You should know yourself that you were already in grave danger, but you're lucky to have met me. I will save your life, provided you cooperate with me.
As Emperor Jing listened to her unhurried voice, he seemed to be soothed, and his emotions gradually calmed down. He subconsciously murmured his words.
"Save my life..."
Jiang Nuanzhi laughed upon hearing this: "Yes, the priority is to save your life. Whether you can recover to your former glory depends on whether you can endure it."
"Full of energy?"
Emperor Jing had never heard those four words before. For a moment, he felt a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
"You've been sick for a long time, so you can't be too anxious about recovery. But if things go smoothly today, you should be able to recuperate for another year or two without any problems."
Jiang Nuanzhi spoke casually, but to Emperor Jing, it felt as if his head had exploded: "What do you mean by that?"
Is that how he understands it?
Will I be full of energy again after a period of rest?
He subconsciously turned his gaze to Jiang Nuanzhi's face. This was the first time Emperor Jing had seriously examined the person in front of him. Such an appearance might be acceptable in the common people, but in his harem, it was an appearance that he wouldn't even glance at.
He knew he was looking for a doctor surnamed Jiang, and he knew she was a woman, but he never imagined she would be so young. He hadn't really placed much hope in her, and he had never imagined that one day the person saving his life would be such a woman.
"It means exactly what it says, what else could it mean? What you need to do now is calm down and cooperate with me as much as possible. It might hurt, it might itch, and it might feel like a million ants are crawling inside you. But remember, as long as you get through this, everything will be alright."
Emperor Jing stared at Jiang Nuanzhi's face for a long while before pursing his lips and saying, "Alright, I'll listen to you."
Jiang Nuanzhi wanted his cooperation. Seeing that he was better than his subordinates and talked more, he lay down and nodded, then said seriously, "Your condition doesn't allow for anesthesia right now, so I'm asking you to bear with it a little. If the pain becomes unbearable, you can tell me. It won't take long."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she washed her hands again, and then said in a cold voice, "It begins!"
Emperor Jing pursed his lips, and the next second he felt a silver needle pierce his abdomen, a sudden attack that made him groan. Immediately afterwards, he felt a handkerchief being stuffed into his mouth.
As Jiang Nuanzhi performed the acupuncture, she observed the patient's condition. Large beads of sweat had already soaked through his forehead, but he bit his handkerchief tightly to endure it, not uttering another sound. Jiang Nuanzhi felt a little relieved. This man looked like someone who had lived a life of luxury, but she hadn't expected him to have some backbone. She calmly began to perform the acupuncture to detoxify him.
As Emperor Jing gazed at Jiang Nuanzhi's extremely serious profile, he found himself gradually developing a sense of anticipation.
He felt he was probably going crazy.
Her words, "full of energy," threw me into a frenzy.
In fact, he had never had any contact with these four words since childhood.
When his mother was pregnant with him, he was born prematurely, and he was weak from a young age, constantly needing medicine. This poison had been in his body since childhood, accompanying him for many years.
As a child, when he rode horses with his brothers, he could only ever be the most docile one. He was led slowly by servants, and if the horse ran even a little faster, he would feel breathless and even faint.
People his age didn't want to get close to him. When he was young, he finally made a good friend, who was the daughter of Prime Minister Situ.
Miss Situ is beautiful and a lively and active girl who loves to visit the estate.
Miss Situ often said he was too dull. That day, she took him to her estate, where they roasted rabbit and picked sour crabapples together. That whole day of carefree fun was one of the few truly vibrant days of his life.
However, he was a disappointment; he fell seriously ill in just one day, even vomiting blood and fainting.
When he opened his eyes again, his father and mother were by his side. But he never saw Miss Situ again.
The palace servants said that Miss Situ, disregarding His Highness the Crown Prince's health, had acted recklessly and caused a great disaster. Her legs had been broken, and she had been sent to the desolate wilderness.
Therefore, when he heard the Divine Physician Que say that there was a divine physician in the Great Wilderness who might be able to cure his poison, a blurred face flashed through his mind.
As if by some strange twist of fate, he arrived.
Perhaps it was because the divine physician said he had less than two months left to live.
He wanted to try, despite his broken body, and also wanted to see what the Great Wilderness was really like.
The intensifying pain filled his mind, and his will gradually crumbled. Emperor Jing gritted his teeth, silently telling himself to endure it; the physician said it would pass soon.
(End of this chapter)
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