The emperor was silent, but he no longer clamored to drag the imperial doctors away, and he began to twirl the jade ring on his finger again.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand things, just be prepared for one.

If Chu Lingxiao died...

Thinking about what happened yesterday and how he was forced to issue a confession of guilt by a little girl, the emperor became even more annoyed. If he had a teacup in his hand at this moment, he would have smashed it away.

Is Chu Qianchen's horoscope really a bad omen for Gu Jue? This thought popped up in the emperor's mind. He felt that if she was not a bad omen for Gu Jue, then she must be in conflict with him.

The emperor hesitated again and again, and could only try his best, and ordered: "Go to Jishitang to invite someone."

He didn't say who he was asking for help, but everyone knew he was talking about that miracle doctor.

Doctor Wang heaved a sigh of relief at first, but then his heart began to tighten again. If the miracle doctor at Jishidiang couldn't cure Chu Lingxiao, would the emperor hold him responsible? !

No matter how worried Doctor Wang was, a young eunuch was ordered to go to Jishidiang, accompanied by a dozen imperial guards.

As soon as the people from the palace arrived at Huahong Street, they attracted a lot of people's attention. When their carriages stopped in front of the gate of Jishiditang, people rushed over like a wave, wanting to see what was going on.

The young eunuch walked slowly into the front hall and asked in a shrill voice, "Where is the miracle doctor?"

He never thought that the other party had the right to refuse, and his description was full of superiority as if it was a matter of course.

He didn't take Doctor Liu and the others seriously, so naturally he didn't notice that there was something strange in the looks of Doctor Liu and his two assistants.

The next moment, the door curtain leading to the back hall was lifted from the inside, and Chu Qianchen, wearing a veil, walked out confidently, with a faint smile on the corners of her lips behind the veil.

It came as expected.

The imperial physician ordered that as soon as they left the Heavenly Prison, the news would be immediately passed to Prince Chen's Palace.

Chu Qianchen guessed that since the imperial physician couldn't cure Chu Lingxiao, the emperor could only send someone to find her.

For the emperor, Chu Lingxiao must be alive now.

The young eunuch casually bowed to Chu Qianchen and said in a commanding tone: "Divine Doctor, the emperor wants you to see a patient, the carriage is ready."

He stretched out his hand as a petition. If the emperor wanted to invite someone, no one could refuse.

"Lead the way." Chu Qianchen walked out of Jishidiang directly, but she got on her own carriage.

Doctor Liu exchanged glances with the two assistants. He felt that the young doctor seemed to know that someone would come to ask her for help, which was why she came to Jishidiang an incense stick of time in advance.

The young eunuch came and went in a hurry, escorting Chu Qianchen's carriage away. They turned around and went to the Ministry of Justice's Sky Prison.

The Heavenly Prison was a strictly guarded place, but it was easy for the young eunuch to enter the prison with the emperor's token.

"Divine doctor, this way please."

The young eunuch called a jailer to lead the way for them.

The sky prison was eerie, dark and damp. A disgusting musty smell filled the air, making it hard to breathe. Occasionally, in the darkness, the sound of shackles colliding could be heard.

After wandering around in the dark prison for a while, the group arrived in front of a cell.

Two dim lanterns were lit in the cell.

Chu Lingxiao was lying on a tattered straw mat with his eyes closed. His face was as pale as paper and his breathing was weak. It could be said that he was barely breathing.

He had several silver needles stuck in his body and his forehead was wrapped in white gauze. However, the gauze had been completely soaked with blood and a bloody smell wafted into his nose.

There was a middle-aged imperial physician standing by, and his face did not look very good, as he was afraid that Chu Lingxiao would die.

Chu Qianchen looked down at Chu Lingxiao lying on the ground outside the cell, his eyes as calm as they were yesterday in the imperial study.

Chu Lingxiao can't die yet.

Not only did the emperor not want Chu Lingxiao to die, but for Chu Qianchen, this time, she and the emperor had the same idea.

Chu Lingxiao was sent to prison, but being sent to prison and being convicted are two different things.

As long as the three courts do not hold a joint trial, it means that the case remains unresolved.

Moreover, family members know their own business.

This matter is of great importance and actually has many loopholes. It was just that the emperor acted rashly and let himself be at a disadvantage first, and the Prince Chen's Mansion is only temporarily forcing the emperor to give in.

This case must be decided by the three judges to make it a done deal and prevent future troubles.

This is Yu Gong.

Personally, if Chu Lingxiao died now, not only would his mother have to remain a widow for him, but it would be even more difficult for her to leave the Chu family in the future. Even she would have to mourn for him. Even if she was a married woman who only had to mourn for one year, this year would delay her work too much. By then, she would not even be able to enter the palace, so how could she take care of the Queen Mother? She finally had the opportunity to start over, and her time could not be wasted.

Seeing Chu Qianchen standing motionless outside the cell, the young eunuch thought she was afraid, and urged: "Divine Doctor, the emperor asked you to come here to treat this wounded man. As long as you can save him, the emperor will naturally reward you."

As he spoke, Chu Qianchen walked into the cell. She actually didn't pay attention to what he said. She told Amber, who was also wearing a veil, "Untie the gauze."

After Amber washed her hands, she immediately untied the gauze wrapped around Chu Lingxiao's head.

After the gauze was removed, a bloody wound was revealed underneath. The wound was very long, more than two inches long.

Some of the hair around the wound had been shaved off, and some yellow-green ointment was applied. Blood was still flowing, flowing down his cheek...

Chu Qianchen's eyes lit up and he stared at Chu Lingxiao's wound.

good.

She had always wanted to find an opportunity to try out the differences between catgut and mulberry skin.

However, the chances of needing suturing are rare.

Even in the military camp, there has been nothing happening recently, and there have been no suitable injured patients for her to practice on. There may be occasional sporadic battles on the border, but it is impossible for her to go to the border.

Her wound would be a good opportunity for her to try out both catgut and mulberry bark sutures.

The middle-aged imperial physician next to him understood immediately. Chu Qianchen was planning to suture Chu Lingxiao's wound using the methods of a military doctor. However, wounds sutured with silk and cotton thread were prone to festering and fever. Countless soldiers died at the hands of military doctors. Was she planning to save the dying horse? ! If this man died, the emperor would be furious. With the small body of this miracle doctor, he might not be able to survive more than thirty strokes of the cane.

The middle-aged imperial physician wanted to say something, but thinking that this so-called miracle doctor was invited by the emperor, he said nothing in the end and just watched coldly from the side.

After Amber cleaned Chu Lingxiao's wound, Chu Qianchen started to suture it.

The front half of the wound was healed with mulberry bark thread and the other half with catgut thread.

Since Chu Lingxiao was unconscious, she didn't bother giving him acupuncture to relieve the pain and just sewed it up directly.

Her movements were very slow, and to outsiders, she seemed cautious, but in fact she was experiencing the feel and difference of the two types of thread.

Mulberry bark thread is as smooth and shiny as silk thread, but it will become hard if left for a long time.

Catgut feels softer and has better toughness. Both types of strings are not easy to break and are easier to use than silk.

Chu Qianchen was concentrating on sewing, and the middle-aged imperial physician watching from the side was confused and puzzled.

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He saw that the thread used by the miracle doctor of Jishitang was neither silk nor cotton. She used two different threads to sew up the wound. Could it be that there was some secret between the two threads she used? When he came to his senses, Chu Qianchen had already sewed up the wound.

After the wound was sutured, it naturally stopped bleeding, but the wound with stitches still looked bloody and extremely hideous.

Chu Qianchen wrote another prescription and told Amber to give the young eunuch a small jar of aged mustard greens to add to the prescription.

She had just checked Chu Lingxiao's injuries. His injuries were not serious and his skull was intact, which meant that the impact was not severe. If it weren't for such a big cut by the nail, he would not have been in danger of death.

From his injuries, Chu Qianchen knew that what he had thought before was correct. Chu Lingxiao was reluctant to die, but this guy was so stupid that he couldn't even put on an act and almost tortured himself to death.

The middle-aged doctor saw that she was about to leave, and he became anxious. He stepped forward and tried to stop her: "Wait! After the wound is sutured, the stitches need to be removed."

The patient is most in danger in the few days after the wound is sutured, and the sutures cannot be left in the skin.

Chu Qianchen simply said, "No need to remove the stitches."

No need to remove the stitches?! The middle-aged doctor stood there in a daze, muttering: "How is this possible? How is this possible..."

Chu Qianchen left the Sky Prison without any reluctance, and Amber followed with the medicine box.

She first went back to Jishidiang, with Jiang Yuan driving the car. After making sure that no one was following her, she returned to Prince Chen's Mansion.

After giving Jiang Yuan some instructions, Chu Qianchen went to take a bath.

She felt as if she was contaminated with the musty smell of the Heavenly Prison and felt uncomfortable all over.

She washed herself thoroughly from head to toe, changed into new clothes, and was too lazy to dry her hair, but Amber was staring at her, so she had no choice but to let her do it.

By the time her hair was about 80% dry, it was already dusk and Jiang Yuan brought her a piece of silk paper.

Amber read the contents on the silk paper. It mentioned that Chu Lingxiao woke up once and fell asleep again. He was temporarily suffering from excessive blood loss, blood deficiency and yin deficiency. The sutured wound was slightly swollen, but there was no sign of suppuration. Chu Qianchen was quite satisfied and asked, "Does this person know any medical skills?"

As soon as Chu Qianchen returned to the palace, he ordered Jiang Yuan to send someone to the Sky Prison to keep an eye on Chu Lingxiao's injury to see how the wound healed after using the two types of sutures. He didn't need to worry about anything else.

She just wanted to let people know her attitude towards Chu Lingxiao, and there was no need for them to "take care" of Chu Lingxiao for her.

"Yes." Jiang Yuan replied calmly, "This person is a coroner from the Ministry of Justice."

The coroner not only has to perform an autopsy, but also needs to have some medical skills in order to find out the cause of death.

Coroner?! Amber almost choked on her saliva and thought this idea was simply...

"Jiang Yuan, you are so attentive!" Chu Qianchen praised generously, thinking that this plan was very good. With this coroner watching, she would not have to run every day to observe the healing of the wound.

"Thank you for the compliment, Princess." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

For the Prince Chen's Mansion, it is extremely easy to place someone in the Sky Prison. The key to this task is to arrange the right person so that the task can be completed to the satisfaction of the princess.

The master and servant were both quite satisfied with this arrangement, except Amber, who was speechless.

Outside the window, there was the sound of birds flapping their wings. A few birds flew by, flapping their wings, and their wings occasionally brushed against the treetops.

Chu Qianchen subconsciously looked out the window, his eyes dimmed.

It's not a carrier pigeon.

Yes, the carrier pigeon that flew from the capital probably only reached the prince in the past two days.

The blue sky is bright and clear. It is the annual season when wild geese fly south. From time to time, flocks of wild geese fly across the sky.

The wild geese flew all the way south from the capital, from north to south, passing through Jizhou, Yanzhou, Yuzhou... getting closer and closer to the river.

The same was true for Gu Jue and Wuhejialou's teams.

"Your Highness, it's almost time. Should we set off?" Jingfeng asked Gu Jue.

Gu Jue hid the pigeon message he had just received into his sleeve pocket, responded, then took the reins and mounted the horse.

Wuhejialou came to Gu Jue riding a nimble white horse.

In the sunlight, the white horse was snow-white all over, and Gu Jue's black horse was as black as silk. Both horses were top-notch horses, equally matched.

The two walked side by side, and Gu Jue said, "Black, seventeen stars, three."

Jialou hesitated for a moment and said, "Bai, December, fifth."

Tama, who was standing behind him, looked at the two men's backs, frowned, and asked the young man in blue beside him in a low voice, "Can they finish this game of chess?"

The young man in blue shrugged, meaning, how would he know!

(End of this chapter)