"My Lord, are you going to die?"
Wang Yi blurted out, making the housekeeper beside her angry and curse: "You ignorant peasant woman, full of bad words! Imperial physician, imperial physician! Your Majesty, you have to hold on!"
"You have external injuries, inflammation, cold infection, and internal heat and toxins attacking your heart. Without the cold jade to suppress it, I'm afraid you only have three months to live." Wang Yi sighed with a look of regret.
As soon as these words were spoken, Zheng Yeheng became somewhat interested. He wiped the corner of his mouth and signaled the housekeeper not to panic. He had been suffering from heat poison for many years and had long been accustomed to this torture. Instead, he found it very interesting to be discovered that he was poisoned by a peasant woman.
He then asked, "...How can you tell what's wrong with me?"
"I know a little about medicine. I figured it out." Wang Yi said nonsense.
"Did you see that in the carriage?"
"You were seriously injured at the time. Did you even need a diagnosis? You looked unhealthy."
"...Since you have seen that I am suffering from a heat-toxic disease, then please hand over the cold jade."
No wonder Zheng Yeheng refused to let me go. It turned out that he thought his healing cold jade was on me.
Wang Yi used his consciousness to look at the three large boxes of jewelry stolen from the rebels - there was indeed a jade pendant with a carved dragon, which had a cold aura.
She almost pawned the jade pendant yesterday, but was driven back by the biting cold as soon as she touched it.
But later she felt that the jade pendant was too small and was afraid that it would not be able to be exchanged for much silver, so she changed it into a large white jade ornament.
But this must never be said!
It looked like a good thing, so she wanted to keep it.
Even if Zheng Yeheng used the jade pendant to suppress the heat poison, it could only delay his death for three months, and he would eventually die.
If this jade pendant was exchanged for silver, it would be enough for their family to live on for a lifetime, so it would be more cost-effective to keep it and exchange it for silver.
"I don't know what cold jade is, but I can delay the prince's injury and let you live a few more days."
Wang Yi calculated that if he was given some anti-inflammatory drugs and treated for his injuries and typhoid fever to delay the disease, he would have no problem surviving for another three months.
This will be considered as paying off his jade pendant.
"I have searched the entire camp but have not found the jade pendant. You must have taken it."
Zheng Yeheng was not sure, but Wang Yi was his last hope. He was not forcing Wang Yi, but forcing himself to believe that the jade pendant was in Wang Yi's hands.
After all, this matter concerns his life and property.
"You can ask a maid to search me."
The jade pendant is in the space. Wang Yi stretched out his hand and said, "You can look for it if you can. If you can find it, I lose."
“…”
Zheng Yeheng coughed violently again, this time because he was angry.
"You said you have a way to save me?"
"Of course. However, there's no cure for the heat poison, but your typhoid and high fever are easy to subside."
"Then try it. If the fever and inflammation don't subside, I'll kill one of your sons."
"If you dare to touch my son, I will tamper with the medicine and make sure you die before me and my sons."
Isn't it just a threat? Wang Yi is no longer afraid. Dare to offend the doctor and see who dies faster.
"Your Highness, you can't let this peasant woman try. The imperial physician will be here soon. You should—"
"I will let her heal me. If she fails, my whole family will be killed!" This was the first time Zheng Yeheng had met someone who dared to speak to him like this. This woman could make him angry to death in the carriage. He had to teach her a lesson, just as a way to have fun before he died.
Wang Yi: “…”
I'm gonna give you a hard time!
She put her hands behind her back and silently raised her thumbs, politely greeting Zheng Yeheng's family in her heart.
"Take her to the pharmacy and prepare the medicine."
Zheng Yeheng picked up a book next to him and ignored Wang Yi. The housekeeper could only sigh, stared at Wang Yi with murderous eyes, and took her to the pharmacy in a bad mood.
The rich aroma of herbs wafted through the courtyard. Many people were busy in the medicine-making room outside. Wang Yi was led over by the housekeeper and handed over to Ding Sanshun, a student of the imperial physician, and then left.
Ding Sanshun was a young man in his early twenties. He looked at Wang Yi with drooping eyelids and a haughty expression.
"Oh, you? You still want to cure the prince's illness? Where did this ignorant village woman come from? It's ridiculous."
Wang Yi's eyebrows jumped, and she didn't want to argue with him. She looked outside and saw that everyone was busy. There was no one in the medicine room. She suddenly flashed behind Ding Sanshun and raised her stick. "Bang!"
One hit will knock you out!
Ding Sanshun rolled his eyes and immediately fainted on the ground.
Wang Yi chuckled and said, "That's right. You're so well behaved lying like this. Don't disturb your aunt's business."
She first quickly closed the wooden door of the inner room, then entered the space with her eyes closed and planted the newly rewarded herbs on ten square meters of permanent land.
What follows is a process of ripening.
Wild ginseng and hemoclotting grass, one is purple quality and the other is green quality, were ripened together. It took Wang Yi five bags of ripening fertilizer. It was too expensive!
Fortunately, the seeds of wild ginseng can also be collected. After the seeds of hemoclotting grass and wild ginseng were harvested, the entire ten-square-meter land was planted by Wang Yi.
There is no time to plant other crops for the time being. Let's cure Zheng Yeheng's external injuries and save the lives of his family before we can think of other things.
As for the two formulas, one is a pain-relieving powder and the other is an anti-inflammatory powder. In addition to wild ginseng, wake-up grass and blood-clotting grass, other herbs included in them are also here.
Wang Yi didn't want to waste the good opportunity to make some money, so he kept a little bit of each Chinese medicine in the pharmacy, and put the rest into the space according to categories. He made notes with pen and ink next to them and placed them suspended in the air.
Yes, all cleared out.
These herbs were precious. It would be such a waste to buy them myself. I had to pluck all that I could, leaving nothing for Zheng Yeheng.
Of course, she grabbed ten packets of analgesic and anti-inflammatory powder according to the dosage, wrapped them in brown paper, and took a small pot from the pharmacy, lit the charcoal fire and started to boil them.
Although she hated Zheng Yeheng, the damn prince, she couldn't be careless about what Wang Yi had promised, especially when it came to matters of life and death.
Wang Yi followed the analgesic and anti-inflammatory formula given by the system, adjusted the heat little by little, and boiled the medicine. After a while, a rich medicinal aroma wafted out.
An hour later, Ding Sanshun woke up.
He first touched the painful spot on the back of his head, sat up with a grimace, and then smelled the strong aroma of medicine.
Why are there several medicines in here that he has never smelled before?
"You, you woman, what are you doing? How can you boil medicine in the medicine room?"
Ding Sanshun jumped up in shock and quickly scolded Wang Yi.
"I'm fine wherever I want to be. Go away! If you figure out my secret recipe, you won't be able to afford the compensation!"
Wang Yi held the boiled medicine and did not touch the rest of the herbal bags.
Everything has been divided up and the names of the medicines have been written on them. If they want to take it apart, they can do so. The prescription looks like it contains all kinds of herbs, but if one or two of them are slightly replaced, or even if the main medicine is missing, it will be impossible to copy it successfully.
They couldn't find the blood-clotting grass, the spirit-awakening grass, and the wild ginseng produced by the system, but Wang Yi was completely relieved. This was her exclusive formula, and even the arrival of the imperial physician would be useless.
Ding Sanshun quickly chased after him: "Hey? Don't go!"
"I want to see what you can come up with!"
"A mere peasant woman, how can you possibly cure the prince's illness? Do you think we're all just eating for free?"
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