"Doctor Liu, please bring me the ointment I prepared for Young Master Yun." Chu Qianchen gave the order, and Doctor Liu quickly handed over the small box of dark green ointment.

"Come, I'll apply the medicine for you." Chu Qianchen looked at the little girl with a smile, then dipped some ointment with his fingers and applied it carefully and gently on her face.

Qinnan was a little resistant at first, but the ointment felt cool and comfortable on her face.

Slowly, she relaxed.

As Chu Qianchen applied the ointment to her, he said, "Don't wrap her face. Wash it off tomorrow."

"I'll mix some more ointment for you guys later. Apply it once a day and wash it off the next day."

"Can you give me more of this ointment? I'll buy it with your money, any amount of silver is fine!" Princess Jing asked hurriedly.

Chu Qianchen smiled and said, "This ointment contains mostly hemostatic and wound healing effects. The wound on her face has been there for some time, so we need to remove some of the blood clots first. However, this is not enough to regenerate skin and remove scars. I need to spend some time to prepare a new ointment. You can come back in three days."

The plaster for removing scars and regenerating skin is called Shiquan Plaster. It was specially made by her in her previous life. Later, the prince found that Shiquan Plaster was better at stopping bleeding and healing wounds than the gold wound medicine used in the army. So he asked her to change some ingredients on this basis and make Jiuxu Plaster, which is the one she has in her hand now.

These two ointments come from the same source, but have different uses.

Princess Jingjun quickly agreed, looking radiant.

Chu Qianchen concentrated all his attention on the movements in his hands, and soon, the left half of Qinnan's face was painted dark green.

"Okay." Chu Qianchen said with satisfaction.

Qinnan was still in a daze and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face.

Chu Qianchen carefully pulled her hand down, shook his head and said, "No."

Qiniang didn't move or respond.

Chu Qianchen frowned. She felt that something was not right with this child. Just as she was about to ask, she suddenly found that everyone in the room was silent.

The air around seemed to have undergone a very subtle change.

When she looked up, she saw a white figure appeared at the door of the clinic.

The young man was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, and his hair was casually tied up with a silk ribbon of the same color, half loose and half open.

The breeze blew his hair and gently caressed his handsome, fair face, adding a touch of uninhibited temperament to him, as if he would fly away with the wind at any time.

Chu Qianchen stared at his face in a daze, feeling as if everything around him became brighter as he spoke.

It’s the prince!

Her eyes were slightly dry, and the wound in her heart caused by him felt the familiar pain again.

There was a hint of warmth amidst the stinging pain.

He is alive, he is still alive!

She told herself this over and over again.

She had known for a long time that she might meet him here today, but at this moment, she couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart.

Gu Jue, who had just walked into the front hall, also saw Chu Qianchen applying ointment to a little girl, and couldn't help but look at her again.

Upon seeing this, Gu Jue was slightly stunned.

He remembered this pair of phoenix eyes; he had seen them on the day he returned to Beijing.

She seemed to have cried at that time, her eyes were slightly red and tearful.

Unlike her at this moment, her pupils were clear and bright, shining like the rising sun.

This girl had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.

Seeing that the other person was staring at him blankly, Gu Jue guessed that she should remember him as well.

Not only that, Gu Jue also guessed that she should be the little miracle doctor who saved Yun Zhan.

Princess Jing also recognized Gu Jue and bowed to him from a distance as a greeting.

Gu Jue nodded slightly and then went into the back hall.

Chu Qianchen's mind was in a trance for a moment, and she felt inexplicably aggrieved: the prince didn't say a word to her.

He is her teacher, her brother, the one for whom she can give everything.

All the memories of her past life came back to her mind at this moment. She felt her heart surging like a tide and her emotions fluctuating.

Chu Qianchen absentmindedly took the handkerchief handed to him by Amber and wiped off the remaining ointment on his fingertips.

At this time, the waiter came with another box. He put the ointment for Qiniang into the box and handed it to the Princess's maid.

The princess looked at her daughter lovingly and asked a few more questions, such as whether she should avoid certain foods, before leaving with her daughter.

Chu Qianchen's gaze once again turned to the door curtain leading to the back hall.

But at this moment, she felt that this thin door curtain seemed to separate two lifetimes.

Chu Qianchen was so distracted that she didn't notice that Amber behind her was looking at her with complicated eyes.

Amber always felt that there was something strange about her girl. Could it be that she was afraid of His Royal Highness Prince Chen?

That's not right. My daughter is very brave. Besides, the prince of Chen came back to Beijing that day, and I went to watch the fun, and I lost the sachet again...

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While Amber was thinking, she saw Chu Qianchen striding towards the back hall.

For some reason, she vaguely felt that the girl's slender back revealed a kind of determination.

Amber quickly followed in.

In the back hall, three men were in different postures.

Yunzhan was still lying obediently on the couch, and even though Gu Jue came, he didn't dare to get up.

Mo Chen stood aside with his hands hanging down, like a spear standing on the battlefield.

Gu Jue sat lazily on a chair beside him, and the three men all looked at Chu Qianchen.

There was silence in the back hall.

At this moment, Chu Qianchen was really glad that she was wearing a veil, otherwise, she was really afraid that she would lose her composure.

She walked over slowly, each step was so difficult, her eyes were always on Gu Jue, trying to engrave his facial features deeply in her heart.

Suddenly, Chu Qianchen's eyes fell on Gu Jue's left hand, and he keenly noticed that the little finger of his left hand was slightly curled.

Chu Qianchen's eyes darkened.

She took two steps at a time and stepped forward, pointing at Gu Jue's left hand, saying, "Give me your hand."

Her voice was soft and clear, as sweet as the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley, with a sense of matter-of-factness and a hint of the coquettishness peculiar to a little girl.

Gu Jue raised his sword-like eyebrows and extended his left hand.

“……” Yunzhan’s pupils lit up.

As expected of a little genius doctor, he could tell at a glance that the patient they were talking about yesterday was the prince! Yun Zhan thought silently, it seems that the little genius doctor is going to diagnose the prince's pulse.

The next moment, Yun Zhan saw Chu Qianchen take out a silver needle and his eyes widened.

Chu Qianchen's first needle was firmly inserted into the Shousanli acupoint on Gu Jue's left arm.

Then, the second one, the third one...

Gu Jue could clearly feel the severe pain in his chest gradually easing...

Every time his old injury flared up, it would last for at least an hour and at most a day and a night. This was the first time that his pain was relieved so quickly.

Gu Jue looked at the girl who was giving him acupuncture.

She had a double bun on her hair, and a pair of beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows were revealed under her neat black bangs. At this moment, her eyelids were half-closed, and her thick and long eyelashes were slightly fluttering, and her expression was very focused.

The hand that inserted the needle was steady and flexible, and each needle was accurately placed on the acupuncture point without any hesitation or wavering.

It was obvious that she had absolute confidence.

(End of this chapter)