After returning home and undergoing full-body disinfection, Lu Ziyuan immediately went to find Lu Ziying. No one knows what he said, but in the end, Lu Ziying agreed to let them visit Consort Jin.
The next day, the two arrived at Ci'an Hall. If Lu Ziqing's residence still had some life, then Ci'an Hall could only be described as desolate.
The servants had all been driven away, the courtyard was left unattended, and the physician who came to treat her wasn't particularly attentive. Everyone knew that Consort Jin was seriously ill, and even the physician shook his head upon seeing her, practically saying "make do with her funeral arrangements."
When the two arrived, the physician was inside conducting a routine check-up. Upon hearing their purpose, the old physician shook his head: "It's no use. He was already seriously ill, and now he's caught the plague. He's only clinging to life with medicine."
Zhong Muyu said, "If something happens to Consort Jin, it will also be detrimental to Prince Rong's illness."
"That's right, so His Highness the Crown Prince told us to do our best to save him first, and wait until Prince Rong recovers before making any further plans."
Just then, the old nanny brought in the medicine. Zhong Muyu and Lu Ziyuan exchanged a glance, understood what was going on, and made an excuse to leave first.
Lu Ziyuan stalled the imperial physician, while Zhong Muyu quietly went around to the back kitchen of Ci'an Hall, collected some samples of medicinal residue, and took them to 4601 for examination, so that it could prepare a better special medicine.
After doing all this, Zhong Muyu pretended nothing had happened and went back.
"Doctor, I would like to go in and see Consort Jin. Prince Rong is very concerned about his mother's condition. We must see her before we can tell him the truth and put his mind at ease."
The old physician was in a dilemma: "But... this epidemic is contagious, and Your Highness is of noble birth; we cannot take the risk."
"Of course I know, so I prepared things to prevent infection. I'll be fine if I bring these in."
Zhong Muyu took out some protective gear from somewhere and tossed a set to the physician: "Here, take this. These things are much safer than what you're using now."
The old physician accepted the item with some skepticism, and before he could react, he saw Zhong Muyu already dressed and inside.
"Your Highness, you mustn't..."
The royal physician wanted to chase after him, but Lu Ziyuan stopped him: "Trust my queen. As the royal physician of the Rong Prince's residence, you haven't answered the question I just asked."
Lu Ziyuan had already prepared a bunch of reasons, so it would be easy for him to stall the physician.
Zhong Muyu entered like a gust of wind, waking Jinfei who was lying in bed. She vaguely saw the masked person in front of her and asked with difficulty, "Who are you?"
"You must hold on, the one who can save you. Ziqing is still waiting for you."
"Ziqing, Ziqing... Is he alright?"
"He's fine, don't worry."
“He’s sick too, and I’m very worried. I’m an old woman, and it doesn’t matter whether I live or die, but Ziqing, you must take good care of yourself…”
Having spoken too much in one breath, Jinfei couldn't help but cough. Her face was sallow, and she truly looked like she was terminally ill.
Zhong Muyu used the space's detection system to examine her. Her illness was indeed very dangerous, and special drugs could not be used rashly.
Looking at that haggard and aged face, Zhong Muyu found it hard to believe that she was only in her early thirties.
"Your Highness, don't be nervous. Don't be afraid or worried about anything I do. Only in this way can your illness be cured and you be able to see Ziqing soon."
Zhong Muyu gave her careful instructions, and when she heard about Lu Ziqing, hope seemed to rekindle in her eyes.
"Can I... recover completely?"
"Of course you can. Trust me, and trust yourself too."
As she spoke, Zhong Muyu took out a pill and gave it to Jinfei. Then she took out an injection and the medicine that 4601 had just prepared from her spatial storage and put them aside.
4601 even thoughtfully printed out the new prescription for her, which was exactly what she needed.
Now that she was outside the space, 4601 couldn't help her, but because she often learned to use these devices, Zhong Muyu had become much more proficient and finished in less than half an hour.
The effects of the medicine had worn off, and Jinfei slowly woke up: "What happened just now?"
"After treating you, are you feeling any discomfort?"
"No, rather I feel much better. Are you a doctor?"
Jinfei looked puzzled. This woman had wrapped herself up tightly since she came in, so that she couldn't even see her face, but judging from her voice, she seemed to be quite young.
"Please consider me your doctor."
Zhong Muyu then handed her a bottle of medicine from the table, instructing her to secretly take one pill after each dose of her herbal soup, along with other precautions, which Jinfei agreed to.
After going outside, Zhong Muyu took off the protective gear that made her feel suffocated and handed the printed prescription to the royal physician: "From now on, follow this prescription to brew medicine for Consort Jin, and she will definitely get better."
"Your Highness, this is..."
Stop joking.
The imperial physician found it hard to believe that such a young girl could have a prescription for treating the epidemic, something that even the imperial physicians who had come with her from the palace had not yet figured out.
Zhong Muyu said, "I know you won't believe me in a short time, so go and study this prescription. As a doctor, you should be able to tell if there's a problem with this prescription, right?"
The old physician swallowed his doubts, carefully read through the prescription, nodded as he read, and finally exclaimed in admiration.
"If that's the case, perhaps... Your Highness's prescription is indeed wonderful! May I ask Your Highness, where did you obtain this method?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Understood, understood. There's no time to lose. I'll send someone to prepare the medicine right away."
"Wait a moment."
Zhong Muyu stopped the old physician: "The prince and I will not be staying here for more than a few days. If anyone asks, just say that you developed this prescription. Do not mention the prince and me."
"Although I do not understand Your Highness's concerns, this prescription does not belong to me, and I would not dare to steal it."
He knew his own abilities; they were nowhere near those of the imperial physicians from the palace. If people asked him about it, wouldn't it be easy for him to be exposed?
He dared not risk committing such a capital crime.
Zhong Muyu became anxious: "Then you can make up a lie, such as saying that it was researched by your deceased master, or by your fellow disciples who traveled the world. That's easy, isn't it?"
"Well... I will try my best to come up with a suitable reason, but I will definitely not expose Your Highness."
With a worried expression, the old physician carefully put away the prescription. On the way back, Lu Ziyuan asked, "You did this to prevent the Crown Prince from becoming suspicious, right?"
“Exactly. You don’t want to cause trouble, and I just want to help them. Why don’t we give the credit to the local physician? He will gain fame and fortune, and we can get away unscathed.”
"Ordinary people wouldn't easily give away their skills."
Zhong Muyu smiled and said, "It's just a temporary measure."
Anyway, it's not my own skill; it's the technology and hard work of my predecessors.
However, Lu Ziyuan could not truly put his mind at ease like Zhong Muyu.
Lu Ziying is a very suspicious person precisely because of his mediocre political achievements.
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