Meng Jian's eyes widened in disbelief; he had actually sensed true energy emanating from the Sixth Princess!
Sui Mo's gaze swept over the shock in his eyes, and she sighed inwardly.
She noticed it a couple of days ago when the Sixth Princess was polishing flying needles in the carriage.
God knows how shocked she was at that time; it was much stronger than Meng Jian's reaction at that moment.
After observing her repeatedly, I had no choice but to believe that the Sixth Princess truly possessed cultivation, having likely reached the initial stage of the sixth rank of True Qi.
Sui Mo didn't know where her cultivation came from, nor was she sure if His Majesty was aware of it.
To reach the sixth rank at this age demonstrates her exceptional talent, comparable to that of the carefully selected Azure Phoenix Guards.
With her intelligence, resourcefulness, and exceptional martial arts talent, Sui Mo couldn't understand why the Sixth Princess had such a terrible reputation.
Is it really as she said, that she has absolutely no interest in becoming the heir apparent?
To be honest, Sui Mo had already believed it to some extent, but it wasn't until he discovered that Sui Mo possessed cultivation that he began to doubt again.
Originally, this secret was known only to her for the time being, because the twelve Ink Guards were all at the sixth rank of cultivation and their perception abilities were not that strong.
It's difficult to detect this unless you engage in direct combat.
But things are different now. Meng Jian's cultivation is even higher than hers, and it seems he has already seen through her.
Meng Jian sensed the gaze and immediately realized the moment he met Sui Mo's gaze across the distance that this "maid" knew!
From the purification of the water to the treatment, he could now confirm that the sixth princess was not as incompetent as the rumors in the capital suggested.
Now that they've realized she possesses cultivation, and considering her personal guards are either the Azure Phoenix Guard or the Xuanji Guard, this...
Meng Jian immediately imagined a grand palace drama.
Perhaps the most outstanding princess isn't one of the first three, but rather this sixth princess! His Majesty is playing a very long game…
Meng Jian immediately withdrew his gaze, his expression no longer showing any abnormality.
Oh no! How could he have stumbled upon such a thing? He was so shocked that he gave himself away, allowing the "maid" to discover him.
What should we do? Should we go back to the capital and confess to His Majesty, or tell my grandfather?
Qin Zhaoyue was completely unaware of the complicated situation behind her.
At this moment, it was as if everything around me had been forgotten, and all the subtle sensations were concentrated on the tiny needle in my hand.
Push in little by little, to find that vein.
With complete concentration, her perception reached an extremely subtle level, and she gradually found her footing.
Without further hesitation, the needle pierced through the skin, and the moment the blood flowed back, I shouted, "Release!"
Dr. Jiang's hands were very steady; he had been preparing for a while and quickly loosened the restraints on the old man's wrists.
Qin Zhaoyue slowly pushed the syringe, inserting it little by little with a firm yet gentle force.
She took the process very slowly, almost half a cup of tea's time, before she had completely finished injecting the liquid from the syringe.
Remove the needle and press the injection site with sterilized silk cloth.
"That's... all done?"
"alright."
Jiang Qingpu immediately began the diagnosis, examining the pupils and taking the pulse.
No one dared to disturb him; they even held their breath very low, all waiting for his final diagnosis.
Qin Zhaoyue's pretty face was pale, her lips unconsciously pressed tightly together, and she stared at the old doctor in front of her without moving.
"The pulse is stronger, the breathing is steady... It's working!"
Jiang Qingpu looked up in a daze. Although he didn't understand the underlying principle, it seemed to be quite useful now.
Having practiced medicine for decades, he had never heard of this method before. His face was full of confusion, but then his eyes suddenly lit up with an amazing light.
If it works, then the remaining 160-plus people... are saved!
Phew... Qin Zhaoyue's chest heaved violently as she finally let out the breath that had been stuck in her chest.
Everyone around was similar to Jiang Qingpu, including the eldest princess and Suimo, who trusted Qin Zhaoyue the most.
Even though I had some suspicions, I was still shocked when I actually witnessed it.
Who would have thought that it would actually work?
Those who voiced their opposition felt as if they had been slapped hard across the face. Relieved, they shrank back, avoided eye contact, and dared not look directly at the sixth princess in front of the bed.
Qin Zhaoqiong snapped out of her reverie. Now was not the time to investigate why her sixth sister had resorted to such methods. "Send the imperial physician to examine the patient."
Sui Mo didn't move at all, and even though it was the eldest princess who gave the order, her gaze didn't waver in the slightest.
"Put it down."
Only when Qin Zhaoyue spoke did Suimo sheathe his sword, and the other Qingluan Guards also stepped back to make way.
The eldest princess didn't care. These were the Azure Phoenix Guards bestowed upon Xiao Liu by the Empress Dowager, so their loyalty was perfectly reasonable.
But other people see it differently.
How dare the maidservant of the Sixth Princess be so audacious as to disobey even the orders of the Eldest Princess?
However, since they had done a good job in treating him, no one took the opportunity to cause trouble, and they kept it in mind.
Meng Jian pursed his lips tightly. He was now absolutely certain that these maids must have come from the palace!
Only after the sword was removed from his neck did Physician Fang finally feel that he could breathe smoothly again.
The eldest princess hadn't sided with him just now. Having served in the palace for many years, she immediately realized that the sixth princess held a high position in her heart.
Daring not to utter another word, he respectfully bowed and cautiously approached the old man beside the broken ink, repeating Doctor Jiang's diagnosis from before.
He hasn’t stepped into the intensive care unit in the last two days, but he’s seen quite a few people there during the triage process.
The patient who was clearly terminally ill just now has now stabilized.
Standing up, Physician Fang still looked somewhat dazed. "It was indeed... effective."
Qin Zhaoyue had already stood up. For safety reasons, the needle needed to be sterilized before the next injection.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred!
The old man's emaciated chest was heaving at an alarming rate.
A hissing sound, like sandpaper scraping, escaped his throat, and white foam mixed with blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto his already torn clothes.
His ten fingers spasmed into the shape of eagle claws, frantically scratching in the air.
Physician Fang was closest to him and instinctively pulled back, the claw grazing his head and almost injuring him.
Jiang Qingpu rushed forward immediately, using his body to pin down the old man's flailing arms. "Quick, silver needles!"
The young apprentice rushed forward, but before he could arrive, the old man suddenly relaxed.
With a thud, his arms slammed onto the bed. Jiang Qingpu, who was desperately holding him down, was caught off guard and fell down as well.
"Ugh..." He groaned, unable to get up for a moment.
Jiang Qingpu lay on the old man's body, ignoring the pain, her hands trembling uncontrollably as she murmured, "How could this be, how could this be..."
A figure leaped over the crowd and lightly flew onto the bed.
He raised his hand to pull Doctor Jiang up, and placed his other hand on the old man's heart, instantly channeling his inner energy into it.
Within two breaths, Meng Jian realized that the old man's life force had run out.
He had mastered the art of circulating internal energy to the point of circulating it throughout the body, revealing the exact condition of the old man's body.
The heart was still beating faintly, but life was cut off, so there was no point in forcibly protecting the heart.
Meng Jian stopped and subconsciously looked at Qin Zhaoyue.
A deathly silence fell over the room.
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