“Bang!”

Chu Qianchen casually tapped his forehead with the book in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched behind his veil.

In her previous life, when she knew Qin Yao, he had already suffered a great change. He was usually taciturn and acted erratically and cruelly.

Chu Qianchen ordered the military doctor, "Doctor Miao, go get the warm medicine and give it to him."

So, as soon as Qin Yao woke up, he had to bite the bullet and swallow a large bowl of brown bitter medicine in two or three gulps. It was so bitter that his handsome face wrinkled. He seriously suspected that the little girl with her face covered was deliberately using the bitter medicine to punish him.

Chu Qianchen was not idle either. After tasting the three jars of aged mustard greens, he pointed to the ten-year-old jar and said, "Military Doctor Miao, take ten spoons of this aged mustard greens, stew it in warm water, and feed it to him, three times a day."

Military Doctor Miao agreed.

Qin Yao's nose twitched. "What mustard pickle? Isn't this pickle juice? It smells like it must be quite old."

"My wet nurse also liked to use this aged pickle juice to pickle pickles. She said that pickles pickled in this way would be more delicious and fragrant."

"Brother Jiu, are you going to cook some pickled vegetable noodles for me?"

Although Qin Yao was weak, he still spoke a lot, and he spoke weakly.

Chu Qianchen was too lazy to pay attention to Qin Yao, but when he saw Gu Jue looking at the three pottery jars with interest, he patiently explained: "This aged mustard pickle can cure various high fever diseases, such as lung wind and phlegm asthma, lung abscess, tuberculosis, etc."

This was discovered by Chu Qianchen by accident in his previous life, and only aged mustard pickle has this medicinal effect.

Soldiers injured in the army could easily die due to poor wound healing and persistent high fever. This aged mustard pickle was very effective in treating high fever caused by external injuries. Unfortunately, when she discovered this in her previous life, she had not had the chance to try it in the army before she was reborn.

Chu Qianchen went over to check Qin Yao's pulse again. Qin Yao was still immersed in the shock that pickle juice could cure diseases and had no intention of talking nonsense.

Chu Qianchen quickly withdrew his hand, stood up and said to Gu Jue: "Your Highness, his life is temporarily saved. But whether his leg can be saved, we have to wait two days to see the situation."

Maggots are not only good at eating dead flesh, their wriggling can also stimulate the regeneration of flesh and blood, and their secretions are also helpful for the subsequent healing of wounds, so what happens next depends on these maggots.

After a pause, Chu Qianchen vowed to Gu Jue again: "I can definitely do it."

If she saves Qin Yao, the prince will definitely praise her!

Qin Yao was still very weak. After he woke up for a while, he felt his eyelids were heavy.

He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't help looking towards Gu Jue and Chu Qianchen. He felt that this little girl really treated people differently and had two faces. She was so fierce to him, but so delicate and soft to Ninth Brother. She was just like the Persian cat that Ninth Brother used to raise.

He was thinking in a daze, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he closed his eyes uncontrollably and fell asleep.

His breathing became longer.

The sky outside was already turning pale, and in the distance the loud crowing of roosters could be heard.

Chu Qianchen took Qin Yao's pulse again and tested his forehead temperature. He was still running a fever, but not as severe as last night.

The medicine is starting to work.

Chu Qianchen did not stay any longer and said goodbye: "I will come again tomorrow morning. If there is any change in his condition, you...you can come to the palace to find me."

Chu Qianchen left, and in addition to her medicine box, she also took away several boxes of green-fuzzy paste that Yunzhan and the others had found.

On the way back from the palace, she took a carriage. She felt a little regretful that she couldn't ride Jueying again.

Amber from Wanyan Courtyard stayed up all night and stayed in the small study room waiting for Chu Qianchen.

Seeing Chu Qianchen return safely, Amber finally breathed a sigh of relief and chattered:

"Girl, you're finally back!"

"You really worried me to death!"

"This morning, I informed you that you were ill. Madam Tai didn't say anything, but when Madam Tai said she wanted to see you, I said... that you were going to make medicine and it was a critical moment, so I kept it a secret from Madam Tai for the time being. When you see Madam Tai, don't let anything slip."

"Huh?" Amber suddenly noticed the boxes that Chu Qianchen brought back and asked casually, "Girl, what are these?"

"Paste." Chu Qianchen said as he opened one of the boxes.

"Paste?" Amber repeated, and subconsciously looked into the box. She was shocked. "The paste is moldy!"

There is paste inside, but the paste is covered with green hairs, which makes people feel creepy when looking at it.

"This is what I want." Chu Qianchen curled his lips and opened the second box. It was filled with green paste again.

Amber was stunned again, "Girl, what are you doing with the moldy paste?"

Amber thought: Didn't my daughter go to Prince Chen's mansion? Why did she come back with some moldy paste? Could it be a reward from Prince Chen?

Chu Qianchen looked at the moldy paste and smiled slightly, "It's used for curing diseases."

Applying paste with green hair on the wound is a folk remedy. She heard about it from a tailor by chance and did some research. She found that it was the "green hair" on the paste that was effective. The green hair could help the wound heal and cure redness, swelling and suppuration, but it had to be this green mold. Other gray mold and white mold would not work.

If Qin Yao wants to save his legs, this "green hair" may be the key.

Chu Qianchen looked at the green hair on the paste with burning eyes, and began to use tweezers to remove the green hair bit by bit, and put it into a porcelain bowl bit by bit...

Originally, Amber wanted to persuade Chu Qianchen to get some sleep, but seeing how focused she was, Amber swallowed back the words.

She knew Chu Qianchen's character very well. Once she made a decision, no one could stop her. So, she quickly made a cup of strong tea for Chu Qianchen to refresh him.

Chu Qianchen was busy the whole day and even for lunch he just had a few buns and cakes.

Amber was very responsible and used a toothpick to feed her girl fruit from time to time.

At dusk, Chu Qianchen sent Amber to Rongfu Hall to continue reporting her illness.

Amber never got to see the lady, and she told Nanny Wang what she had said.

"Madame Wang, my daughter has a severe cough. She said she cannot let it spread to the Madam, so she will not come tonight. Please let me come and tell the Madam."

"Please tell Madam Wang to tell her not to worry."

Amber delivered the message and left. Nanny Wang told the lady dowager the truth.

The Madam didn't take it to heart and didn't care. She had many grandchildren, and Chu Qianchen was just a concubine's daughter, insignificant. Apart from her pretty face and the favor of the Second Prince, she was the least noticeable one among all the girls in the Marquis' Mansion.

Originally, if Chu Qianchen was given to the Second Prince as a concubine, she would still have some value, but she didn't want to.

It was easy to imagine the family a concubine's daughter like her could marry into in the future. If it was a wealthy family, she would at most be a mediocre concubine's son; if it was a child of a poor family, even if the other party passed the imperial examination, without the support of the family, her husband would probably have to wait for more than ten years or even longer to become an official in the capital...

If he cannot enter the Second Prince's Mansion in the end, what value will Chu Qianchen have to the Marquis' Mansion?

She is a little too ambitious.

A hint of disapproval flashed across the lady's eyes.

The Third Madam said casually, "Mother, the weather has been getting hotter recently. You should also take care of yourself and avoid getting infected by the wind and heat."

"I have some honeysuckle tea. It can clear away heat and relieve summer heat, and it can soothe the throat. It's the best time to drink it. I'll have someone send some to my mother and sister-in-law later."

The third wife is the wife of a concubine's son. Naturally, her status in the marquis's mansion is far inferior to that of her two sisters-in-law. She is also a little lacking in confidence when facing the dowager.

The lady responded casually and picked up the teacup.

At this time, the second wife Liu came in with her daughters. She happened to hear what the third wife said. She was quite disdainful of her flattery and said in a sharp voice: "Third sister-in-law, I feel that my throat has been a little uncomfortable recently. How about you send me a can too?"

The lady got a headache whenever she heard Liu's sharp voice. Ever since Chu Qianling got her face injured, Liu always spoke in a sarcastic tone, which was annoying to listen to.

The lady didn't need to put on a smiling face. She sent away all the younger generations in the room without saying a word.

Shen was also too lazy to pay attention to Liu. She went straight back to the main courtyard after coming out of Rongfu Hall. The first thing she did was to see Chu Yunmu.

"Brother Mu, what do you think?"

Shen looked closely at the bloody wound on Chu Yunmu's right cheek.

The maid said, "Madam, I just applied ointment to the fourth young master."

Chu Yunmu's wet nurse Juanniang had been expelled from the Shen family's mansion after making two serious mistakes, and is now still looking for a suitable nanny.

A transparent ointment was applied thinly on Chu Yunmu's wound. It could be seen that the wound was a little red and the edges were slightly swollen.

Chu Yunmu subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but the scene of Chu Qianchen slapping his hand yesterday flashed before his eyes again, and he put his hand down in shame.

He shrugged and said, "It's nothing, I just feel a little hot on the right side of my face."

Shen thought about letting Chu Qianchen show Chu Yunmu a checkup tomorrow, so she put her arm around his shoulders and said, "Remember what your second sister told you, don't let the wound get wet, and don't touch it with your fingers..."

Chu Yunmu had no patience to listen to this, so he interrupted Shen and said, "Mom, I know, I know. Also, you should go to bed early at night, right?"

"Then let's have dinner early so I can go to bed early, right?"

Chu Yunmu quickly asked the maids to serve the meal and successfully changed the topic.

Shen couldn't help but laugh and let him go.

The mother and son had their meal together, and then took a walk in the courtyard to digest the food. Then Shen personally coaxed Chu Yunmu to rest, and then returned to her own room to rest.

In the middle of the night, she was suddenly awakened by her maid.

"Madam, the fourth young master has a fever."

"When the servant touched it, it felt very hot on my forehead!"

The maid looked at Shen worriedly, with cold sweat on her pretty face.

"Hurry up and send someone to call the doctor." Shen quickly got up, without bothering to dress up carefully. She only put on a silk shirt and a cloak, and went to the room where Chu Yunmu lived.

Chu Yunmu was sleeping on the couch.

He obviously did not sleep well, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was mumbling incoherently.

Shen personally tested Chu Yunmu's body temperature and found it was indeed burning hot.

Nanny Chen also squeezed Chu Yunmu's hand, frowned slightly, and asked worriedly: "Madam, do you want to ask the second young lady to come and see?"

Shen hesitated for a moment and glanced at the clock in the kettle. It was almost midnight.

Shen shook her head and refused: "Brother Mu probably just caught a cold, it's nothing serious. Anyway, the doctor will be here soon."

She thought that Chu Qianchen was busy making medicine. From Amber's tone, he most likely stayed up late last night and might not go to bed until tonight. There was no reason to call Chu Qianchen over in the middle of the night just for a minor cold or cough.

Nanny Chen agreed and immediately asked the maid to apply a cold compress to Chu Yunmu's forehead.

Soon, the doctor came and prescribed medicine to clear away heat and reduce fever for Chu Yunmu.

After taking a dose of medicine, half an hour later, Chu Yunmu's fever subsided a little, but he still slept uneasily.

Shen held his hand, watched over him, tucked him in occasionally, and did not sleep the whole night.

Chu Qianchen from Wanyan Courtyard also did not sleep all night. He spent a whole day and night carefully screening and cultivating from several boxes of paste, and finally collected a small jar of Penicillium from dozens of white porcelain bowls.

She slept on the beauty couch for an hour, then left the house and went directly to Prince Chen's Mansion, still leaving through the empty side door.

Before she even entered the room, she heard Qin Yao's voice coming from the room: "Why do you have to add water to this pickled vegetable juice to make soup? Can't you cook noodles with it? I think it would be good to add it to the white porridge I just had. That porridge is simply bland!"

Just from the sound of his breathless voice, Chu Qianchen could tell that Qin Yao was obviously in good shape.

“Ahem.”

Yunzhan said silently in his heart that the days when Qin Yao was in a coma were probably the quietest time in his life.

Thinking of the cold and taciturn Qin Yao in his previous life, Chu Qianchen remained silent.

Chu Qianchen's appearance made the room quiet.

Qin Yao, Doctor Miao, and the servant all looked at her. Chu Qianchen calmly walked to the couch.

Qin Yao looked up and down at the girl in front of him who was dressed in green, with a green veil on her face and a double bun, and raised his eyebrows.

Last night he was looking at a beauty under the lamp. He had just woken up and his head was still dizzy. He thought Chu Qianchen was sixteen or seventeen years old, so he said something like "Ninth Sister-in-law". When he saw Chu Qianchen again today, he realized that she was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most!

Alas, it seems his ninth sister-in-law is out of luck again.

"Miracle doctor." Military doctor Miao quickly saluted Chu Qianchen, respectfully and politely.

However, in just two nights, his attitude towards Chu Qianchen had changed drastically. His previous politeness was mostly because of Gu Jue and Yun Zhan, but now, his respect came from the heart.

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In medicine, regardless of age or seniority, what counts is real ability. Whoever can cure an incurable disease is the master!

The night before, he thought Qin Yao was in danger of death, but after only two nights, Qin Yao was alive.

Although he was still running a fever, the temperature had obviously subsided a lot, and this temperature was not fatal for the time being.

As soon as Doctor Miao saw Chu Qianchen, he immediately described Qin Yao's symptoms in detail, as seriously as if he was facing his superior.

Qin Yao: “…”

Qin Yao frowned, thinking that it was no wonder that he had misjudged Chu Qianchen's age when he just woke up. It was all because of this man's attitude that misled him!

Doctor Miao showed Chu Qianchen the pulse record he had written, and then Chu Qianchen came over to feel Qin Yao's pulse. The pulse under his fingers clearly showed signs of life.

Not bad. The corners of her lips curled up in satisfaction behind her veil, and she went to check Qin Yao's injured leg.

After a day and a night, the maggots had eaten a lot of the rotten flesh in the wound and it stopped rotting.

Doctor Miao hurriedly said, "Divine Doctor, according to your instructions, we have replaced this batch of new...worms three hours ago."

The servant stood far away and took several deep breaths.

Until now, he has not gotten used to the wriggling maggots in Qin Yao's wounds, and tries his best to look away.

Doctor Miao would be fine, after all, he had followed the prince on the battlefield in the north for several years, and he had probably seen more corpses than the coroner, at least several thousand if not ten thousand. Maggots and the like were certainly not something he would be afraid of. But the little doctor, a girl who had not even reached marriage age, was actually calmer than Doctor Miao!

And Prince Qin, even though he saw those maggots crawling in his wounds, he could still eat white porridge!

When the servant thought of the bowl of white porridge, he thought of the white maggots. His stomach churned again and he felt like vomiting.

It's okay if there are only one or two maggots, but when hundreds of them gather together, it becomes disgusting, just like encountering a group of snakes... No, it's even more disgusting than a group of snakes!

The servant was about to go to the door to get some fresh air when he heard Chu Qianchen confidently say, "The leg should be saved."

These words caused the whole room to fall into silence.

The servant subconsciously turned around and looked at the couch, not even noticing that there was a figure in a bamboo green Taoist robe behind him.

It was Qin Yao who first spotted Gu Jue at the door and shouted with joy, "Brother Jiu, my leg can be saved!"

Of course he was aware of his own injuries.

When Gu Jue brought him to Beijing, he thought he was lucky enough to be able to save his life, and never thought about whether he could save his legs.

As long as he can survive, he still has hope.

Unexpectedly, his legs were saved!

He can still stand up!

Qin Yao's fox eyes sparkled and his whole body radiated a dazzling radiance.

The prince is here! Chu Qianchen's eyes lit up, and he looked happily at Gu Jue who was walking towards him.

She said yesterday that she could definitely do it.

For some reason, Gu Jue felt as if he should touch her head and praise her. The corners of his lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile, which always softened his originally cold temperament.

He asked with a smile: "Miss Chu, do you need to prepare anything else?"

For Chu Qianchen, Gu Jue's smile was enough.

"I need a curtain and dozens of candles." Chu Qianchen said obediently, "I have already prepared the rest."

She opened the medicine box and took out a row of knives, including open-blade knives, flat-blade knives, crescent-blade knives, scissors, tweezers, etc., all of which were placed on a clean white cloth.

Gu Jue took a quick glance and recognized that these knives were the ones he had placed on her desk when he went to see her the night before. His eyes flashed.

Doctor Miao immediately guessed that Chu Qianchen was going to use a knife to remove the remaining dead flesh from Qin Yao's wound, so he asked the servant to get a candle, and he began to clean the maggots from the wound.

When the servant came back with candles, the maggots in Qin Yao's wound had been completely removed, and his body was covered with silver needles.

These silver needles are used to relieve pain and stop bleeding.

The servant secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and under Chu Qianchen's command, he quickly made arrangements, lighting the candles with the bed as the center, illuminating the surroundings, and then placing a white curtain at Qin Yao's waist to block his sight.

Chu Qianchen first picked up a flat-blade knife and used candlelight to warm the blade. The flat-blade knife was convenient for cutting off dead and rotten skin.

The surrounding candle flames flickered slightly, and the silver-white blade reflected the candlelight.

Chu Qianchen acted very quickly and decisively, and each of his strikes was so steady, fierce and accurate.

The remaining rotten flesh in the wound was cut away piece by piece, and all fell onto a white porcelain plate in the hand of Doctor Miao.

Doctor Miao watched Chu Qianchen's every move without blinking, occasionally using gauze to absorb a little blood, secretly admiring the little doctor's knife skills, and the amount of bleeding in the process of removing the rotten flesh was so little, which also shocked him. It is conceivable that this will definitely not put a greater burden on Prince Qin's body.

There was not only a faint smell of blood in the air, but also a faint smell of burning flesh.

The servant holding the curtain felt his stomach churning again: This little miracle doctor's method of treating illnesses was truly unheard of and unseen. Also, how could a little girl like her be so bold? !

The servant didn't dare to look directly at Chu Qianchen's actions, so he turned his gaze away and met Qin Yao's playful eyes.

Qin Yao's acupoints were sealed by Chu Qianchen with silver needles, and now his lower body felt like it was paralyzed. He felt no pain or itch, no sensation at all, and couldn't even move.

But Chu Qianchen didn't seal his mouth, so he kept talking non-stop:

“It stinks!”

"Little doctor, instead of going to so much trouble to draw the curtain, you might as well seal my nose!"

"You can knock me out... but that's not good either, it'll hurt. Why don't you just give me a bowl of ecstasy?"

“…”

The servant's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he thought that the young doctor might as well sew up Prince Qin's mouth!

The servant's gaze continued to move to the left and fell on Gu Jue by the window.

Gu Jue drank his tea slowly, elegantly and noblely.

He didn't do anything, but the action of sipping tea made people feel as if he was surrounded by mountains and flowing water, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and forgetting himself.

The other four people in the room were so quiet that the servant suddenly felt out of place.

Just then, Yun Zhan came in and walked up to Gu Jue without looking away.

"Your Highness." Yun Zhan clasped his fists and bowed. He wanted to say something, but then he looked at Chu Qianchen hesitantly.

Coincidentally, another piece of rotten meat with black blood was taken out from the wound by the Moon Blade Knife, and a few drops of blood stained the hem of Chu Qianchen's veil.

"Go ahead." Gu Jue said.

Yun Zhan calmed down and said, "Your Majesty, the second son of the King of Nanyang, Qin Xuan, has written a letter to the emperor, asking him to arrest the crown prince Qin Yao, avenge his father, and comfort the soul of the King of Nanyang in heaven."

Qin Yao: “…”

Qin Yao, who had been chattering incessantly, suddenly fell silent, his thin lips tightly pursed.

Since Qin Yao woke up early yesterday morning, he has not mentioned a word about Prince Nanyang, as if he had completely forgotten what happened in Prince Nanyang's mansion.

Gu Jue didn't ask him either.

The room was suffocatingly quiet, but Chu Qianchen was not affected at all. He swung his knife up and down with the blade in his hand fast and steady.

"Ninth Brother." Qin Yao called out in a dry voice.

Gu Jue glanced at him and said calmly, "Take good care of your legs."

After saying that, he went out with Yunzhan.

The room fell silent again.

It was not until a cup of tea had passed after Gu Jue left that Chu Qianchen raised her head. Military Doctor Miao brought a basin of water for her to wash her hands.

As the servant closed the curtain, he looked at the wound on Qin Yao's calf. The wound, without maggots and rotten flesh, was covered with a white-green paste. It still looked horrible, but not as scary as before.

Chu Qianchen slowly wiped his hands with a clean white towel. He couldn't help but look at the empty door. His eyes flickered and he thought of his previous life again.

In his previous life, Qin Xuan also wrote a letter to the emperor, denouncing Qin Yao for patricide.

The difference is that in his previous life, Qin Yao’s crime of patricide was announced to the world by imperial decree, and it was set in stone and condemned by all eternity.

It was not until this moment that Chu Qianchen suddenly realized and understood the cause and effect.

At this time in her previous life, she didn’t know Gu Jue yet.

Gu Jue rescued the seriously injured Qin Yao in Jizhou. The first thing he did was to take Qin Yao to seek medical treatment nearby to save Qin Yao's life.

Gu Jue was not in the capital, so naturally he missed Qin Xuan's letter. When Gu Jue returned to the capital, it was too late.

But even so, Gu Jue still protected Qin Yao, which became a stain on his previous life and was criticized by others.

Chu Qianchen absentmindedly wiped his fingers repeatedly with a white towel, and suddenly Qin Yao's voice rang in his ears: "It's not me."

Not him.

He didn't kill his father.

The servant had already put away the curtain. Chu Qianchen looked up and met Qin Yao's eyes. He nodded nonchalantly, "I know."

These three words are very firm.

In the previous life, the truth of this matter never came to light, but from the beginning to the end, the prince believed that Qin Yao was not the one who killed his father.

Just like in this life, the prince said with certainty: It’s not him.

The prince believed it, and she believed it too.

(End of this chapter)