In Cai Die's mind, there was only whether Xiang Wan was happy or not. How could there be a situation like Cheng Yuqing, who was so grateful for a blessing that she was so reluctant to accept it that she vomited blood?
Thinking about it, it was impossible. Butterfly then excitedly said, "Could it be that Young Master Cheng was so captivated by your beauty, Princess, that he had a nosebleed?"
Xiang Wan remained silent, while Cai Die grew even more certain; it must be so. The way she looked at Cheng Yuqing seemed to say, "See? Our princess is so beautiful and so kind. She even had the imperial physician treat her anemia. Who in the world is as kind as our princess?"
Cheng Yuqing, whose internal energy had not recovered but whose hearing was still sharp, fainted due to a surge of blood throughout her body.
Doctor Zhao's hands trembled; he was truly afraid that the person would die in his hands before he could even make a diagnosis.
On such a hot day, I don't want to go out in the first place. For him to rush over here to diagnose a dead person is really tarnishing the reputation of Physician Zhao Dezhu.
She quickly opened the medicine box, took out a packet of silver needles, pulled out one, and stuck it into Cheng Yuqing's hand. The speed and precision were so sharp that Xiang Wan felt a sharp pain just watching.
Having just fainted, Cheng Yuqing was awakened by the pain. Her throat tasted metallic and sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Thankfully, it's bright red.
A smile flashed in Xiang Wan's eyes as she praised, "Cai Die, you're really amazing. You've brought Young Master Cheng back to life; you're practically his savior."
Cai Die raised her head and said arrogantly, "This servant follows the princess's example and does good deeds anonymously. As long as Young Master Cheng pays the doctor's fee afterward, that will be enough to repay the life-saving grace."
Physician Zhao's hand trembled, and he inserted the acupoint incorrectly.
So he came in such a hurry because he hadn't even received his payment yet.
Looking at Cheng Yuqing's gloomy face, Zhao Dezhu thought, "I have to put in more effort, otherwise he might not remember."
As a result, Cheng Yuqing suffered another round of acupuncture and moxibustion treatment, and afterwards, whenever she saw silver needles, she couldn't help but feel her heart tighten.
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