Chapter 4 I Can Save Your Prince
But at least you have a letter home.
For three years, he had left his original body in Liuliyuan and ignored it.
This time you came back with injuries all over your body, and you once again gave your original body the title of "husband-killing" and now you are lying here again. This is not a good thing.
"Husband-killing?" Yu Mengqing shuddered at the thought. If she was labeled as a husband-killing woman, not only herself, but also her original body's younger siblings would be affected.
You know, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, her original body had a pair of poor brothers and sisters waiting for her to rescue.
Yu Mengqing actually occupied someone else's body, so it's only natural for her to take good care of her younger siblings, isn't it?
Chu Shiheng, Chu Shiheng, it seems that you really are not destined to die.
"Princess, you can start now." Zeng Zhaoming reminded.
Seeing Yu Mengqing staring at the prince without moving, I don’t know what she is thinking.
But thinking that it was not a good thing for the prince to lie there like this, it was better to let her try rather than watching the prince die.
"You go out first, I need absolute quiet." Yu Mengqing turned into a miracle doctor in an instant and said to Zeng Zhaoming in a deep voice.
Zeng Zhaoming was stunned. Looking at the princess in front of him, she was obviously inconsistent with the rumors outside.
Sure enough, rumors are just rumors and cannot be fully believed.
Zeng Zhaoming was quite confident in her. After all, whether the prince was good or bad would determine her future fate.
He glanced at Caiyue who was still standing nearby, then walked out.
"Miss, can you really save the prince?" Caiyue said slyly.
It's no wonder Caiyue made this expression. In fact, her young lady, let alone her medical skills, was lucky enough not to be scared by the prince's appearance.
There is not a single part of the body that is unharmed, and the face is pale and bloodless. In this case, not to mention the young lady, even a great immortal may not be able to help.
Yu Mengqing ignored Caiyue's confusion and looked around at Chu Shiheng with narrowed eyes.
Even if I looked closer like this, I could still clearly feel his very weak breathing.
Well, you're no different from a dead person, but you're lucky to have met me.
She placed a hand on his pulse and closed her eyes to feel it.
There were many fractures on his body, and the poison had indeed spread throughout his body. There were also wounds of various sizes on his body. If Yu Mengqing had not heard his pulse, she would even suspect that he was already dead?
When she opened her eyes again, Yu Mengqing immediately put on a serious expression, then leaned close to his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
It was basically no longer beating. With her sensitivity and hearing as an agent, she could only hear the sensation of movement, which could not even be described as "beating".
It can be said that the situation is very urgent.
Then it swept to his most fatal wound, the center of his heart.
It really seems like a miracle that he is not dead yet.
Of course, some people's hearts are more biased. Chu Shiheng is obviously one of them, and it is not his destiny to die.
But the breathing is really weak.
It's no wonder that she couldn't sense any human presence when she came in just now.
"Caiyue, open the medicine box."
Caiyue: “…” When did the lady get a medicine box?
"Hurry!" With one word, Caiyue immediately felt Yu Mengqing's nervousness.
I looked down and saw a medicine box at my feet.
"Miss, it's open."
"Take out that bottle of potion from inside."
"Miss, is this the bottle?"
Yu Mengqing didn't say anything, but directly snatched the wooden jar from her hand and told her with practical actions whether it was true or not.
Then without saying a word, he fell down towards the wound on his heart.
When only half of the liquid was left, he pried open Chu Shiheng's mouth and poured the liquid down his throat. However, this was of no use because he had no intention of swallowing.
"Give me the silver needle."
"Give!"
Yu Mengqing took it and stabbed it into Chu Shiheng's head one by one.
It’s no wonder that Yu Mengqing is so anxious. Let’s put it this way, if he isn’t fed some spiritual spring water, he will become an immortal.
Sure enough, when I fed him the spiritual spring water again, he swallowed it. Although a lot of it still flowed out, he drank it after all, right?
Seeing this, Yu Mengqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This spiritual spring water is no joke. A few drops can save his life, and now it’s not just a few drops.
"Scissors!"
"Give!"
"sewing!"
"Give!"
"gauze!"
"Miss, is it a white strip of cloth?"
"quick!"
“…”
Two hours later.
Yu Mengqing finished the final stitching work.
Looking at her own 'masterpiece' in front of her, Yu Mengqing nodded with satisfaction.
I took his pulse again and found that it was much better this time.
I listened to his heartbeat again, and it was still recovering perfectly...
Just looking at the man lying in front of her, Yu Mengqing finally sighed.
Just now when she was taking Chu Shiheng's pulse, she found that he was not only poisoned by one kind of element, but also had a chronic poison in his body.
If she guessed correctly, he must have been poisoned from the moment he was born.
Come to think of it, he's such a poor guy, he doesn't even know he's been poisoned. But it's also possible that he knows, but just can't figure it out.
The reason why the toxins in his body spread so much has a lot to do with his original toxins.
"Miss...the wound on the prince's body..." Caiyue pointed at the stitches on the wound, her face full of disbelief.
The young lady is courting death. Does she know that the prince's life is not something to be joked about?
"Suturing it this way will help it heal faster and won't tear again easily." Yu Mengqing explained with rare patience.
Seeing that Caiyue wanted to say something, Yu Mengqing quickly interrupted her, "Alright, alright, stop talking. I'm hungry now, please ask Guard Zeng to come in."
Why did she want to find Guard Zeng? Of course, it was because she could only get food by looking for him. In the entire Prince Zhan’s Mansion, no one would listen to her as the princess.
Now she is in pain all over and has just undergone a long operation. If she wants to teach the servants and concubines in this mansion a lesson, she must wait until she has eaten, drunk and slept enough before she has the energy, right?
When Zeng Zhaoming came in, he saw the prince lying safely on the bed.
For some reason, he always had a premonition that the princess would be able to save the prince this time.
But when he saw the stitches on the prince's wound, he felt a surge of anger.
Without saying a word, he took out his sword and immediately stabbed Yu Mengqing.
"Miss......"
Caiyue screamed, but before she could finish her cry, she saw her young lady spin around and easily avoid the sword of guard Zeng.
Guard Zeng was stunned and narrowed his eyes. "Princess, are you good at martial arts?"
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