"Miss Yun, we just made a bet that we would cure the little prince, not just stabilize his condition. I wonder how Miss Yun plans to treat him next." The Emperor's reward to Yun Qingran made Imperial Physician Zhou so jealous that he could make spicy chicken feet, but he couldn't show it, so he could only secretly sabotage Yun Qingran.
"Of course I can cure the little prince, but how? I'm sorry, it's a family secret recipe, I can't tell you," Yun Qingran said, feigning difficulty.
"Imperial Physician Zhou, you can return to the Imperial Hospital now. I will send someone to inform you once the young prince has recovered." Consort Ning glanced at Imperial Physician Zhou indifferently.
She hadn't forgotten how this old man had stood by and refused to treat the young prince when he was on the verge of death.
When Imperial Physician Zhou heard Consort Ning say this, he stiffened. He knew that Consort Ning now disliked him.
At this moment, he hated Yun Qingran even more. If she hadn't intervened, he wouldn't be in such an awkward situation today.
"Yes, Consort Ning." Imperial Physician Zhou bowed and left angrily.
Yun Qingran's favorability towards Consort Ning skyrocketed, not because she helped her, but because it was truly rare for her to be so open about love and hate in the treacherous harem, without any pretense or acting. She was indeed worthy of being the daughter of a military family.
After the little prince finished drinking his milk, he fell asleep. Yun Qingran took out the silver needles from her ten fingers, bandaged them up, and then put the sleeping little prince into the crib to sleep.
The Emperor stood guard by the crib for over half an hour when a young eunuch came to report an urgent official document from the border. The Emperor comforted Consort Ning for a few moments, then left with Junmo.
Yun Qingran observed carefully and noticed that the Emperor was quite patient with Consort Ning, but Consort Ning didn't seem to care much about the Emperor.
"Ranran, may I call you that?" Ning Jitang looked at Yun Qingran with a smile.
"Of course." Yun Qingran nodded. She had a good impression of Ning Jitang; he was lively, cute, and had a great personality. He was someone worth befriending.
"Ranran, thank you for saving the little prince just now," Ning Jitang said sincerely.
The aunt cherished the young prince as her life. If anything happened to the young prince, the aunt would definitely not be able to go on living. Even if she did live, she would feel like she was living a life worse than death.
"It is a doctor's duty to treat the sick and save lives," Yun Qingran waved her hand.
“Miss Yun is too modest. Just now, the young prince was on the verge of death, and a slight mistake could have implicated him. Yet you disregarded the consequences and stepped in to save him. Such courage and compassion are not found in ordinary people.” Consort Ning bowed again to Yun Qingran in gratitude. “I am here to thank Miss Yun for saving my life.”
"Your Highness Ning, please get up quickly." Yun Qingran hurriedly helped Ning up.
This Consort Ning is not only clear about her likes and dislikes, but also knows how to be grateful. Yun Qingran's goodwill towards her increased even more.
Don't think that being grateful is a normal feeling. In her past life, Yun Qingran heard a tragic story about a doctor who had a technique that allowed him to implant dental nerves into the eyes, restoring sight to blind patients.
Only he and his teacher knew how to perform this surgery. His teacher was too old, so he was the only one left who knew how to do it.
Unexpectedly, after performing this surgery on a patient, the patient's family felt that the surgery was not effective and even tried to kill him with a knife.
Although the doctor was not killed, his hand was cut, and he could no longer perform the surgery.
For Consort Ning, a favored concubine of the Emperor, to receive such a grand gesture of respect from a woman of such wicked reputation twice demonstrates how rare and precious her gratitude is.
"Miss Yun, if you need anything in the future, just tell me. I will definitely help you if I can," Consort Ning said firmly.
"From now on, please call me Ranran, Consort Ning. I do have a favor to ask of you, but it's not urgent. I have something else I'd like to tell you." After saying this, Yun Qingran glanced at the palace maids and eunuchs serving in the hall.
Consort Ning understood and dismissed the palace maids and eunuchs.
The palace maids and eunuchs filed out, but one old nanny did not leave and remained standing behind Consort Ning.
Yun Qingran glanced at her but didn't say anything.
"Granny Sun, you may leave as well," Consort Ning said, turning around to Granny Sun behind her.
“Your Highness, this old servant is worried about your safety if you are alone.” Granny Sun said, while glaring at Yun Qingran with disdain.
Ning Pin's face flashed with impatience, and then she said, "What is there to worry about, Granny Sun? Go and rest. You've been up all day too."
"Yes." Granny Sun could only bow, then leave the side hall and close the door behind her.
"Ranran, what do you want to say to me?" Consort Ning raised her hand, gesturing for Yun Qingran and Ning Jitang to sit down.
"Your Majesty, I heard that the little prince had a difficult birth?" Yun Qingran asked Ning Pin after sitting down.
Consort Ning sighed softly, nodded, and then said with some self-reproach, "It's all my fault. I wasn't walking steadily and fell, which led to a difficult birth. Because it was both premature and difficult, the little prince and I are not in good health."
After saying that, Consort Ning started sobbing again. She was already desperate after entering the palace, and if anything happened to her child, she didn't want to live anymore.
“Your Highness and Your Highness, your poor health is probably not entirely due to difficult or premature labor.” Yun Qingran looked at Consort Ning with a serious expression.
"Ranran, what do you mean?" Consort Ning licked her lips, feeling a little uneasy and scared.
Could there be some hidden story here? But that's impossible. Since becoming pregnant, I've been very careful about my diet and daily life. I only dare to use anything after it's been checked by the Imperial Hospital. There's no way something could go wrong.
"This humble woman will take Your Majesty's pulse to confirm before speaking to Your Majesty," Yun Qingran said, wanting to ensure her guess was correct.
"Okay." Consort Ning extended her hand to her.
Yun Qingran stretched out her hand and pressed her index and middle fingers on Consort Ning's pulse.
Ning Jitang and Consort Ning both looked at her nervously.
In a few moments, Yun Qingran withdrew her hand. She looked up and met Ning Pin's gaze, saying, "Your Majesty, your premature birth and difficult labor with the little prince are probably not because you fell, but because you were poisoned."
"What? Poisoned!" Consort Ning's face turned ashen.
"Ranran, explain yourself clearly, how could Auntie be poisoned?" Ning Jitang also looked shocked.
Although my aunt has a cheerful and easygoing personality, she is actually very meticulous and could not possibly have been poisoned without realizing it.
"Your Majesty, the poison you've been afflicted with is called Seven-Star Begonia. The branches, leaves, and flowers of the Seven-Star Begonia are no different from ordinary begonias, the only difference being that its stamens have seven colors. It is originally non-toxic, but if it is refined with lime, it will become slightly toxic. Moreover, the poison it produces is colorless and odorless, making it extremely difficult to guard against," Yun Qingran explained carefully.
Upon hearing this, Consort Ning felt a chill run through her body. She never imagined that she and the young prince were so weak, and that the young prince's several critical illnesses were not due to premature birth or difficult labor, but rather poisoning.
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