Judging from the pulse, the patient behind the bed curtains should undoubtedly be Ms. Song.
Two old women stood on each side of the bed, their four pairs of eyes fixed on him.
These old women had long, steady breaths; they were all trained martial artists.
Jia Shiyi lowered his eyes and carefully took the pulse. The chaotic pulse made his brows furrow unconsciously.
The expressions of the four old women also became serious as he frowned.
Jiang Bai stood behind him, carrying a medicine box on his back, glancing at the person behind him through the bed curtains out of the corner of his eye.
The people behind them lay quietly, showing none of the hysteria described in the news.
Jia Shiyi's treatment this time took an unusually long time, so long that the four old women were almost about to shout and kick him out before he finally withdrew his hand.
As soon as he withdrew his hand, an old woman quickly stepped forward and pulled Song's hand back, seemingly afraid that she would be offended.
"Dr. Ji?"
Seeing that Jia Shiyi remained silent for a long time, an old woman cautiously called out to him.
"Don't give patients sedatives anymore; they're more harmful than helpful to her condition."
The old woman paused for a moment, then lowered her head and agreed.
The moment she lowered her head, a chill suddenly ran through her. She looked up warily and saw Doctor Ji frowning in thought, with his nephew standing beside him with his head down as usual.
The others were all people sent by the Crown Prince to serve his wife.
"Tell me, what symptoms does the patient usually experience?"
Knowing they wouldn't let him see the patient's face, Jia Shiyi didn't rashly ask to see the patient.
They simply asked the patient about their symptoms.
The old woman bowed her head and recounted Song's illness in detail. As Jia Shiyi listened, his brows furrowed more and more.
"Doctor, please prescribe a medicine."
After he finished speaking, an old woman brought over a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and placed them on the table in front of Jia Shiyi.
"I've never heard of such a disease before. I need to go back and think about how to treat it."
After he finished speaking, he got up to leave, but an old woman naturally blocked the doorway.
What do you mean by this?
Jia Shiyi turned to question the old woman who had spoken earlier. The old woman was respectful yet firm, and said with a smile, "The mansion has prepared a guest room for Physician Ji. Physician Ji may move to the guest room to rest."
"Hmph, are you trying to imprison me?" He sneered, looking like he would rather die than submit, and turned to walk out.
The old woman blocking the door moved aside at the other old woman's signal, and Jia Shiyi proudly raised his head and stepped out of the room to the courtyard gate.
Two silver spears with red tassels crossed in front of him, and his smug expression froze. He turned his head to look at the old woman who had followed him out.
What do you mean by this?
The old woman smiled slightly and gestured to the side, indicating "please."
Jia Shiyi took a deep breath and said, "Alright, have someone take me to the guest room."
Outside the courtyard gate, there were at least ten guards from the Prince's mansion standing there. At a glance, the courtyard was already surrounded.
If you try to force your way in, you can't stop them, but as I said before, there's no need.
Forced by circumstances, the two followed the old woman to the guest room.
After entering the house, the two did not speak.
Jiang Bai tidied up his medicine box, took out the medical book of Jia Shiyi and placed it on the table, and then took out a stack of clean paper and arranged it.
One of them was standing, and the other was sitting.
As Jia Shiyi flipped through medical books, he filled out a prescription. After writing half of it, he threw it to Jiang Bai and told her to put it away.
After repeating this action four times, the servants of Prince Xin's mansion finally spoke, "Alright, the person has left."
Jia Shiyi breathed a huge sigh of relief.
He rubbed his messy hair, stood up and reported to Jiang Bai, "Master, Madam is not ill."
Jiang Bai's fingers trembled slightly, but his face remained expressionless: "Continue."
"Madam has been bewitched."
Jiang Bai looked at him, his expression unusually serious.
"The Soul-Disrupting Gu will cause confusion and impaired consciousness. Not only is this Gu difficult to cure, but over time it will also affect one's lifespan."
"The Gu poison in the lady's body has only been present for a short time. Although it will affect her lifespan, it is not a major one."
"But my subordinates cannot cure this curse."
Jia Shiyi gave a wry smile. He was skilled in medicine, not in witchcraft.
"Send a message to summon Xuan Yi to the capital."
"yes."
When it comes to using Gu poison, who in the entire Xuan Yi Guard can compare to Xuan Yi?
The Golden Silkworm Gu had initially confused Jiang Bai.
"Can the Soul-Disrupting Gu cause the afflicted person to only be able to approach specific individuals?"
"Logically, there shouldn't be such symptoms unless this person is particularly important to the person who has been poisoned."
Jiang Bai frowned.
One is Crown Prince Shin.
One is a country woman, what could possibly have in common between them?
It would take at least a few more days for Xuan Yi to arrive in the capital, so the two of them could only settle down at the Prince Xin's residence.
Jia Shiyi couldn't write out the prescription, and no one from the Prince Xin's mansion urged him, as if they had already guessed the outcome.
Jiang Bai sneaked into Ruyi Garden several times, hoping to see Madam Song, but she was always accompanied by others.
If you knock someone unconscious, they will inevitably be discovered.
She could only suppress her emotions and wait quietly.
It was night again. This was Jiang Bai's second month in the capital. As usual, she sneaked into Ruyi Garden once more.
She discovered that today was different from the past.
The old women who served Song Shi all retreated outside the courtyard, and the gate of Ruyi Garden was tightly closed.
Jiang Bai frowned slightly and quietly slipped inside. He saw that the room inside was lit up, and there were two figures, one sitting and one standing.
The person behind was combing the hair of the person in front.
“Mother, the west is in chaos. Prince An has amassed troops in Luzhou. If Chongyu Pass falls, he will not stand idly by.”
"Don't worry, Jiang Bai and the others will be fine."
"I heard that the doctor who came a couple of days ago has superb medical skills. He will definitely be able to cure your illness. Once you are cured, I will take you back to find Jiang Bai and the others."
The Crown Prince Xin, with a gentle expression, skillfully used a comb in his hand to gather the woman's hair into a bun.
"who?"
He was about to say something when suddenly his eyes sharpened, and the comb in his hand shot out, shattering the roof tiles.
Jiang Bai dodged the comb that was launched at him, and the guards outside were also alerted, rushing in like a swarm of bees.
"Step back."
The Crown Prince of Xin rebuked them and then they all withdrew.
Jiang Bai thought for a moment, then rolled over and landed in the courtyard.
She did not cover her face, but wore a black dress and her hair was tied up in a high ponytail.
Her face was unadorned, and her peach blossom eyes shone brightly in the candlelight.
"It's you?"
Prince Xin was still standing inside the room, with Lady Song behind him.
Upon seeing Jiang Bai's appearance, the Crown Prince of Xin was momentarily stunned, but quickly composed himself.
He looked at her with a complicated expression and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Jiang Bai looked him over. No matter where he looked, he didn't resemble Song Shi in the slightest, nor did he resemble Jiang Anliang in the slightest.
Surely Song couldn't have been married before marrying Jiang Anliang?
After all, the Crown Prince of Xin in front of him looked to be at least twenty years old.
Even considering their ages, it's impossible for Song to have a son that old.
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