Yes, this is a cunning guy.

Jiang Youshu didn't believe that Miss Jun couldn't tell whether Prince Huai had smallpox or not.

But she just didn't say anything. Instead, she went with the flow, clearly wanting to leave a way out.

Knowing the patient's true condition but concealing it does not show his character as a good doctor.

Of course, they kept it a secret because the circumstances were special, but why are you, a folk doctor, joining in the fuss by bragging so much?

Jiang Youshu's face turned pale.

The other imperial doctors were also at a loss for words.

"I know what your question is, Doctor Jiang." Miss Jun didn't seem to notice their expressions, nor did she seem to understand what Doctor Jiang meant by the question. She continued, "Pimples are indeed very difficult to treat."

She said this and smiled.

"But no matter how difficult a disease is to treat, there is always a medicine for it. There is no need to consider how difficult the disease is. The most important thing is to cure the disease. So I can really cure Prince Huai's disease. Doctor Jiang, don't worry."

No matter whether it is acne or any other disease, the most important thing for her is to cure it. There is no need to argue about what the disease is.

Indeed, it doesn’t matter. Whether you are cured or not, your fate will be bad anyway. It doesn’t matter if you fight for a short period of time.

Jiang Youshu nodded and smiled.

"That's good, we can rest assured." He said, "There are many strange remedies among the people. I also believe that since Miss Jun dared to come here, she must have a plan in mind."

As he spoke, he walked to the bedside and looked at Prince Huai, who looked both guilty and relieved, and bowed to Princess Jiuli.

"Princess, please be patient."

Princess Jiuli nodded slightly in return.

No matter whether it was Miss Jun's diagnosis or the cryptic conversation between the two sides just now, even if Miss Jun said that she could cure it, Princess Jiuli just sat by the bed and looked at Prince Huai, her expression did not change at all, as if she had not heard anything.

Jiang Youshu saluted Lu Yunqi again, then looked at Miss Jun.

"If you need anything, medicine or manpower, just tell me," he said.

Miss Jun didn't say anything, but just smiled as a response.

As the saying goes, you shouldn't hit a smiling person. Even if you are resentful towards me, I have been so polite to you and you don't even say a word to make things better. Just smiling it off means it's over, right?

You think you are a princess too.

Jiang Youshu glanced at Miss Jun, and turned around and walked out, too lazy to say anything else. The other imperial doctors naturally followed him.

Prince Huai's bedroom returned to its previous tranquility.

Before anyone could say anything, Miss Jun turned around and unfolded the golden needle box. The golden needle she took out at the beginning was also pointed at Prince Huai's finger, and she slowly twisted and inserted it.

The room was completely silent. Lu Yunqi disappeared into the darkness. He never said a word from beginning to end, as if he was just a clay sculpture.

Princess Jiuli stood beside the bed, looking at Prince Huai with a gentle expression, but occasionally, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and her gaze fell on Miss Jun.

After using up a set of gold needles, dark red blood oozed out of Prince Huai's ten fingers, and Miss Jun's body was also wet with sweat, but this was not the end. She used a brocade handkerchief to wipe Prince Huai's fingers bit by bit until the squeezed blood turned bright red.

Looking at the bright red drops of blood, Miss Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but reach out and touch Prince Huai's face.

I learned medical skills but couldn't save my father, but luckily I was able to save you.

"Miss Jun." Princess Jiuli's voice rang out from the side, "Is there anything else you need to do?"

On the other side, a cold gaze also fell on her hand.

Miss Jun's body stiffened slightly, and she still lost her composure a little.

"The high fever has subsided a little." She gently stroked Prince Huai's face again, as if to test his body temperature, then withdrew her hand and turned to look at Princess Jiuli, "I'll go make some medicine now."

She didn't say prescribe medicine, but boiled the medicine.

She wants to do it herself.

Princess Jiuli glanced at her.

"Ms. Laojun is here," she said softly.

How polite! She has never spoken to me like that before.

Miss Jun looked at Princess Jiuli and thought, she always seemed to be shaking her head all the time.

You can't do this, you can't do it well.

Princess Jiuli met her gaze for a moment, but quickly looked away, her gaze once again fixed on Prince Huai, who also sat down beside the bed.

"Miss Jun, please come this way." A palace maid came forward and said.

Miss Jun picked up the medicine box and followed her out.

She looked at each medicine carefully, and washed, cut and boiled it all by herself. She never let the medicine out of her sight, and never let anyone else touch it. When she arrived at Prince Huai's bedroom with the boiled medicine, it was already dark and the lights were on in the bedroom.

Princess Jiuli and Lu Yunqi were still in the room, one still standing and the other still sitting by the bed.

"Your Highness can no longer swallow. You need to use a crane-beaked pot to feed him medicine." The palace maid said, taking the crane-beaked pot from the side.

"No, I'll feed you." Miss Jun said, "It's very uncomfortable to force medicine down your throat."

The palace maid glanced at Lu Yunqi, but Lu Yunqi did not respond, so the palace maid lowered her head and walked away.

"Princess, hold him and sit up." Miss Jun said.

Princess Jiuli stood up and sat at the head of the bed and held Prince Huai in her arms. Miss Jun held the medicine bowl in one hand and pressed the other hand on Prince Huai's chest, soothing him again and again. After soothing him for a while, the drowsy Prince Huai suddenly burped, and Miss Jun immediately scooped a spoonful of medicine and fed it to him.

The medicine dripped down the corners of his mouth, but soon stopped and did not all flow out like before.

It really went in.

The palace maids beside her couldn't help but look surprised and happy, and looked at Miss Jun with a bit of admiration.

This doctor seems to be really capable.

Very patient too.

They watched as Miss Jun massaged Prince Huai's chest again and again until he burped again. She then immediately fed him another spoonful of medicine and repeated the process.

When will this bowl of medicine be finished?

"If he swallows the medicine himself, it will be more effective." Miss Jun said, smiling at Prince Huai. "When you can drink faster and more, I'll give you a piece of candy."

Princess Jiuli, who had been looking down at Prince Huai, looked up at her, then lowered her head again without saying a word.

After feeding a bowl of medicine, Miss Jun broke out in a sweat again. She raised her sleeves to wipe the sweat off her face while exhaling.

"Whether we can get through this difficult time depends on whether the fever can go down tonight," she said.

"Is that so? That's really fast." Princess Jiuli said, looking at Miss Jun, "Thank you for your help, Miss Jun, please go and have a rest."

Miss Jun shook her head.

"I'm a doctor, so of course I have to look after the patient," she said. "I'll stay here, Princess, go and rest."

Princess Jiuli smiled.

"I am Prince Huai's sister, so of course I have to accompany you." She said, and stopped trying to persuade him. She looked at the maid and said, "Put another couch here for Miss Jun."

The palace maids responded yes and started to get busy, bringing people in and out.

Miss Jun was also not idle. She looked around the room, ordered a window to be opened, placed the brazier, removed the incense burner, and took out the incense she had brought with her and lit it.

Princess Jiuli wiped Prince Huai's body and changed his clothes. Perhaps it was the unusual liveliness in the room that made her glance over from time to time.

The girl was standing in the hall, the light on her body flickering, and perhaps she noticed the sight, she turned around and looked over.

The two of them looked at each other, and neither of them looked away for a moment.

Princess Jiuli suddenly felt a little sad.

It was just like the countless dreams in which she saw her sister, covered in blood, looking at her like this, without saying a word, not leaving, and unable to get close to her.

This sorrow was really inexplicable. Princess Jiuli withdrew her gaze and gently patted Prince Huai.