Doctor Jiang once made an appointment with me that I would treat those patients that he could not cure. Now I have come to fulfill the appointment.

What does this mean?

This is called provocation!

Upon hearing the report from the gatekeeper, the imperial doctors were stunned and then angry.

“That’s really outrageous.”

"Don't you see what time it is?"

"Kill her away."

Everyone started talking, but Jiang Youshu raised his hand to stop them.

"She said she came to keep her appointment?" he asked, looking at the doorman. "Does she know what disease and who I am treating?"

You should know, the doorman nodded.

They may not have known it before, but now that the news that Prince Huai had smallpox has spread, everyone in the capital will know about it, and Miss Jun will definitely know about it as well.

"She knows." Jiang Youshu repeated meaningfully.

She knows that Prince Huai is the one who is ill now, but does she know who Prince Huai is?

Did she think that because the prince was of high status, she could take advantage of this opportunity to become famous?

How young and naive.

"In that case, then invite her..." Jiang Youshu said.

Before he could finish his words, the doctors in the room stood up.

"Your Excellency cannot do that."

"How can Your Excellency allow her to treat Prince Huai?"

Why is there such a big reaction? Is it because of anger or fear of challenge?

The doorman was a little surprised.

"Prince Huai is so noble, why would he allow a child like this to see him?" An imperial physician sensed the incompetence, coughed lightly, and said solemnly.

That's true, smallpox is an incurable disease. The doorman lowered his head and walked out.

Seeing the doorman leave, the doctors in the room immediately stepped forward.

"Sir, this is not a joke." A doctor said, "We can't let Miss Jun see the patient, after all..."

After all, King Huai did not have smallpox.

They could use some medicine to make Prince Huai show symptoms of smallpox to deceive other people, even other doctors, but Miss Jun couldn't guarantee it.

After all, no matter whether one hates it or not, one has to admit that Miss Jun's medical skills are indeed good after watching her these days. Regardless of whether she is as amazing as she boasts, she definitely has some real abilities.

Prince Huai's true condition must not be known to outsiders.

Of course he knew this, Jiang Youshu thought, but this was an opportunity.

He picked up the teacup and turned it slowly.

"First of all, Prince Huai's illness is indeed very serious. Even if it is not smallpox, it is as deadly as smallpox." He looked at the imperial doctors and said, "The reason we say it is smallpox is just to let the people understand the severity and ferocity of Prince Huai's illness this time."

What you mean is that you are not afraid of Miss Jun pointing out that it is not acne?

The imperial doctors looked at Jiang Youshu with puzzled expressions.

"She pointed out that we misdiagnosed the patient, and there is nothing shameful about that, as long as she can cure the patient," Jiang Youshu said. "We are doctors, and as long as the patient can be cured, anything is fine."

Several doctors looked at each other. This was true, but...

"What if she can't be cured?" an imperial physician asked.

Jiang Youshu raised the teacup to his mouth.

"Then there's nothing we can do," he said. "You can't blame us."

After saying this, he took a big sip of tea.

Then you can't blame us.

The imperial doctors looked at each other and realized that this was the case.

Prince Huai's illness is definitely incurable, and Prince Huai's identity is special after all. Although his illness has now been changed to an incurable disease, there will definitely still be some discussion if something happens.

Some people insist on being scapegoats, and why wouldn't they do it?

. ……

Miss Jun and Liu'er stood outside the door for a long time, and even the main door of the Imperial Hospital was closed.

"Miss, is he afraid and dare not agree to it at all?" Liu'er pouted and said with disdain.

Miss Jun looked at the closed door and smiled.

"No," she said, "he won't be scared, he will be happy."

Her brother is sick, and many people are happy. It is an opportunity for many people.

It is also an opportunity for her.

I am happy to be able to move forward on the tip of a knife even though it hurts.

. ……

Seeing the imperial doctors understand what he meant and go see Miss Jun, Jiang Youshu put down his teacup, his expression becoming more complicated than before.

The imperial doctors were happy to have someone else as a scapegoat if they failed to cure the disease.

He thought more about it, and he even thought that she could be cured.

Jiang Youshu took out a booklet that was sandwiched between a medical record and some documents. It was a record about Jiulingtang sent by the Jinyiwei, and he had added some more to it in the past few months.

This girl has extraordinary medical skills. Although he is reluctant, he has to admit this fact.

And this girl is not stupid. Although she is seeking fame and reputation and her actions seem absurd and arrogant, she is actually meticulous and delicate in every step.

Since she has come forward to talk about this disease, it is very likely that it can be cured.

However, he was not worried or afraid that she would be cured, because that was not something to be happy about.

Jiang Youshu closed the booklet because the sick person was Prince Huai.

The Emperor was angry because of Prince Huai's illness, and the Queen Mother protected the imperial doctors. It seemed that she wanted them to treat the disease with care and without worrying about the consequences, but in fact it also meant that it was not their fault if the disease could not be cured.

If the disease is not cured, we should not blame them. But if it is cured, should we blame them?

Jiang Youshu picked up the teacup and took another big sip. The lingering aroma of tea was pleasant.

Some reputations are worth having, but some reputations are like the knife that cuts off your head.

Young people are still too young and naive.

. ……

Seeing several imperial doctors coming over, the gatekeepers started to inquire about them in a hurry.

Should we chase them away or arrest them?

"Open the door and let her in." said the leading doctor.

They actually wanted to invite him in? Did they really agree? The doormen hurriedly opened the door thinking this, but they were stunned when they opened the door.

There was no one outside the door.

"Where is the person?" The imperial doctors also stood up and asked in astonishment.

"Sir, he was really outside just now." The doormen said hurriedly.

It's not that they are deliberately teasing the adults.

They hurriedly looked around; the streets of the Six Ministries were quiet and deserted that winter.

Was it because I was dazzled? Was it a dream? It couldn't be that we were all dreaming at the same time.

"Maybe he got scared after saying it, so he ran away," said a gatekeeper.

Run away?

What the hell!

"It's too late to run now!" said an imperial physician with a sullen face, "Go to Jiuling Hall."

Miss Jun didn't run away, she was just suddenly grabbed and dragged into an alley.

Liu'er, who was knocked unconscious by the blow, was thrown against the wall, and Miss Jun was pressed against the wall.

"Zhu Zan, do you have something to talk to me about?" She asked calmly without being surprised or annoyed.

It was as if they were nodding and saying hello to each other on the street.

Zhu Zan released his grip on her hand, but did not step away. He still stood as if she was blocking the wall.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Nothing, I'm here to fulfill my bet with Doctor Jiang." Miss Jun said.

She was never afraid in front of him and always seemed calm.

Zhu Zan frowned and looked down at her.

"Do you know who King Huai is?" he asked.

Miss Jun smiled, so is he going to stop it?

Is everyone looking forward to Prince Huai's death?

She was about to say something, but Zhu Zan spoke first.

"I'll make a deal with you." He said, looking at Miss Jun, "If you cure him, I'll save your life. If you can't cure him, I'll save the lives of the Fang family."

He…said…what.

Miss Jun stared at him in shock, her eyes inexplicably dimmed, and for a moment it seemed as if she could not see clearly.