"Miss." Amber called softly, wanting to ask Chu Qianchen if she wanted to go back home.

Chu Qianchen came back to his senses, glanced at the empty entrance of Jishiditang, and thought with some disappointment: It seems I can't wait today.

Only Gu Jue’s close confidants knew about his illness. Chu Qianchen couldn’t just go to them rashly, so she could only take a roundabout way and first spread her reputation as a miracle doctor in the capital so that people around him would come to her on their own initiative.

"Let's go," Chu Qianchen stood up and stroked the hem of her skirt, "Come back tomorrow."

Chu Qianchen walked towards the main door of the clinic. At this time, two men, one in blue and one in gray, appeared at the door of the clinic. The young man in blue had handsome features and looked heroic; the man in gray had a stern face and was as sharp as a knife.

The two of them entered Jishidiang one after the other.

Chu Qianchen's gaze fell on the gray-clothed man behind him, and his pupils shrank.

It’s Mo Chen!

Chu Qianchen immediately retracted her steps. She didn't know the person with Mo Chen, but she knew Mo Chen.

"Hey, buddy," the young man in blue, Yun Zhan, casually said to a clerk behind the counter, "We came here because we heard that your clinic has a miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life?"

Yunzhan's eyes quickly swept around the front hall and finally landed on Chu Qianchen's veiled face. He thought to himself: Could it be her?

Four days ago, he finally got the chance to see off a guest and asked in detail about the miracle doctor at Mingxi Yang Jishiditang. Only then did he know that she was a little girl who had not yet reached marriage age.

At that time, he felt that Ming Xiyang was really unreliable.

In the following days, Yunzhan still inquired in detail about this so-called miracle doctor who was practicing at Jishidiang. It was said that she had only cured a country man who was about to die and Ming Xiyang who was vomiting blood. Apart from that, she had never treated any other diseases.

Yunzhan went to see the country man again, and finally decided to bring Mo Chen to Jishidiang to try his luck.

"Sir, the miracle doctor you are talking about is this girl." The waiter smiled and pointed at Chu Qianchen, introducing her, "You two are so lucky, this girl is not here every day."

It's her! Yun Zhan thought to himself, and looked at the girl in green clothes a few steps away again. The green veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of bright and clear phoenix eyes.

She had her hair tied in a double bun, and judging by her stature, she looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

Yunzhan frowned slightly.

Is this really a miracle doctor?!

The lives of their masters are very precious and should not be treated lightly.

Mo Chen was also looking at Chu Qianchen, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts.

Chu Qianchen had long been accustomed to being stared at like this, and at this moment he strangely felt a sense of nostalgia.

"This... doctor," Yun Zhan bowed to Chu Qianchen, "if there is a person with qi and blood deficiency, chest tightness and shortness of breath, easy fatigue, left chest and rib pain on rainy days, heart pain at midnight, severe pain in the back until dawn, and usually afraid of cold, cold limbs and easy night sweats, lips, tongue and nails are blue and purple, and the pulse is weak and almost dead, can it be cured?"

Sure enough! Chu Qianchen knew Gu Jue's condition by heart, and knew it as soon as he heard it.

She clenched her fist hidden in her sleeve, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and nodded, "It can be cured."

Yunzhan looked calm and said without holding out any hope: "Tell me about it."

"The patient was injured by a sharp blade, and when the blade was pulled out, a piece of the blade was left at the heart meridian and could not be removed. After that, he continued to work hard, which led to illness and serious damage to his heart and lungs." Chu Qianchen tried his best to keep his voice calm. "Afterwards, in order to treat his injuries and recover from his illness, the patient must have seen many doctors, but the doctors used the medicine carelessly, which caused toxins to accumulate in his body, and it evolved into a chronic illness."

At first, Yun Zhan looked nonchalant, but as Chu Qianchen slowly spoke, his expression turned into shock and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Even Mo Chen, who usually did not show his emotions, changed his expression slightly.

The guy raised his chin with a proud look on his face. Needless to say, the girl's medical skills are amazing!

Yunzhan's face turned serious and his expression became solemn.

This young girl in front of him, who was not even 18 years old, could diagnose the prince's illness clearly with just a few words? !

This has never happened before!

Is it true that there are people in this world who are extremely gifted at a young age and have mastered superb medical skills? !

The prince’s illness is far from simple.

Perhaps in order to avoid being seen, they only described part of the prince's symptoms and concealed the most fatal part.

Yun Zhan stared at Chu Qianchen and asked, "Can you really cure it?"

Chu Qianchen nodded and said solemnly: "Yes."

Yunzhan asked again: "How to cure it?"

Chu Qianchen said: "Open the chest cavity and dig out the broken blade..."

"Ridiculous!" Mo Chen couldn't bear to listen any longer and interrupted her harshly.

He took a step forward, and with just this one step, his tall and lean figure released a fierce murderous aura, as if the god of death had walked out of the underworld, cold and murderous.

Mo Chen spoke word by word: "If we open his chest, how can this person survive?"

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Chu Qianchen looked up into Mo Chen's eyes that were as dark as the night, and said firmly, "You can survive."

"I can keep him alive!"

Chu Qianchen spoke the last five words in a sonorous and powerful voice.

In her previous life, she didn't have the chance to say this, but now she can say it.

With her around, she could keep him alive!

Yun Zhan was afraid that Mo Chen's humanoid weapon would scare the girl, so he reached out to pull his sleeve, but Mo Chen dodged him.

Chu Qianchen naturally did not miss the little movements between the two people. He glanced at them with interest, his eyes flashing slightly.

As for Yun Zhan, he had long been accustomed to Mo Chen's dislike of touching others, so he took the opportunity to block in front of Mo Chen and said to Chu Qianchen, "Miss, what do you mean, can you do it?"

"Yes." Chu Qianchen smiled, his eyes bright and shining, and repeated again, "I can!"

Chu Qianchen didn’t know Yun Zhan, but he knew Mo Chen. Mo Chen was the prince’s confidant, and the prince was his heaven and earth.

For the sake of the prince, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Mo Chen will not easily reject her.

Chu Qianchen smiled slightly, and without waiting for them to ask again, he took the initiative to attack Yun Zhan and said, "Sir, have you felt numbness, soreness, weakness, and stiffness in your right upper limb recently?"

Yunzhan raised his eyebrows slightly and did not comment.

Chu Qianchen knew that she was right. When Yunzhan went to pull Mo Chen just now, she noticed that the muscles at the base of Yunzhan's right hand were atrophied and his fingers were not very natural. She looked at his complexion again and found that he looked pale and seemed to have a weak spleen and stomach, so she asked this question.

Chu Qianchen pointed to the seat by the window and said, "Let me take your pulse."

Yunzhan sat down and placed his left hand on the pulse pillow.

Chu Qianchen stretched out his hand and placed it on his wrist. After carefully checking his pulse, he said, "You have liver and spleen deficiency, and your meridians are blocked. I'll prescribe a prescription for you. You will feel better after taking it for three days."

Chu Qianchen wrote a prescription on the spot, handed it to him, and reminded him: "Take it three times a day."

Yunzhan took the prescription with the ink not yet dried, shook it carelessly in his hand, and asked, "What if I don't accept it?"

Chu Qianchen was not angry either, and said calmly: "Your right hand will be numb at best, and your reaction will slow down. At worst, you will lose consciousness. Moreover, the duration of this loss of consciousness will become longer and longer, from a moment at the beginning, to a cup of tea, an incense stick... until, in ten days, your right hand will be completely useless, unable to lift a sword, unable to draw a bow, and you will be like a disabled person."

Her eyes were calm, her voice was neither fast nor slow, neither light nor heavy, and it echoed in the small front hall with a convincing power.

(End of this chapter)