He Jingheng touched the tip of his nose and whispered, "Guys, we just returned to the mansion."
"The world doesn't think I'm stupid." Shang Ruoyi was almost laughed out of anger.
Pushing aside the crowd, he came to the bed, took out the silver needle and inserted it into the acupuncture points a few times, then looked at the porcelain bottle on the table and said, "Can the medicine in the porcelain bottle be given to the prince to drink?"
"Not yet." A palace doctor stepped forward and said in a trembling voice, "The world has not told us what is in this. How dare we play with the prince's body?"
I picked up the porcelain bottle, but I really couldn't tell what was inside. He Jingheng didn't say that the contents of the porcelain bottle were drinkable.
Shang Ruoyi looked at He Jingheng. She had reminded him so many times before she left that he should drink the water if he had a fever. Could it be that this gentleman turned a deaf ear to her words?
At this moment, Yunqi stepped forward and helped He Yuwen up: "Sir, I will feed the prince this."
Shang Ruoyi handed the porcelain bottle to her, smiled and said, "You have better vision than your master."
After saying this, Yunqi was so scared that he almost crushed the porcelain bottle in his hand.
Princess Seowon, could you please not specifically pit one person?
Feeling He Jingheng's gaze, Yunqi gritted his teeth and fed the Lingquan Book to He Yuwen, then stood behind He Jingheng.
After drinking the spiritual spring water, He Yuwen's high fever subsided soon.
Upon seeing this, the court doctor could not help but exclaimed: "It's amazing! It's really amazing!"
Shang Ruoyi lifted the back corner to look at the wound on He Yuwen's arm, then took out the medicine powder and handed it to the palace physician: "Sprinkle this medicine powder on the prince's wound every hour. For three days in a row, the wound on the prince's body should begin to scab over." After all, this medicine powder was prepared in her laboratory, and its effect is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary medicine.
"Yes." The court doctor took the powder carefully, thought for a moment and asked, "Sir, there is one thing I don't understand. Please enlighten me."
"You say."
"I have seen that all the rotten flesh on the prince's body has been removed. How did you do it?"
Shang Ruoyi took out a scalpel and handed it to 놛: "Use this knife."
The court physician took it with both hands and his eyes lit up. There was such a sharp and small knife. But what was the material of this knife with a glowing color?
“Is this iron?”
iron?
Where is the iron?
"This is not iron." Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "This is steel." Seeing that the doctor couldn't let it go, she said softly, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Are you serious?" The court doctor's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said in surprise, "Can you really give it to me?"
"Yes." But she still had a lot in her space.
steel?
What is steel?
He Jingheng looked at the knife in the court doctor's hand, walked forward, and took it in his hand: "What is steel?"
Shang Ruoyi was stunned for a moment.
How could she forget that in 꽭shun, there was no technology for smelting steel.
"How should I know?" Shang Ruoyi coughed and hesitantly said, "This is what my master left for me. It's very precious."
"It's so precious, and you just give it away like that? Then your knife is really too precious." He Jingheng smiled and held the knife in his hand, with no intention of returning it to her.
Upon seeing this, the court doctor smacked his lips, wanting to speak but not daring to.
At this moment, Yunqi noticed that He Yuwen's eyelids moved and exclaimed, "My Lord, the prince is waking up!"
Hearing this, everyone gathered around.
After a while, He Yuwen slowly opened his eyes, his pupils unfocused as he looked ahead.
Shang Ruoyi's pupils shrank slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way."
Shang Ruoyi stretched out her finger and waved it in front of 놛, but 놛's eyes still showed no reaction.
He Jingheng's brows also furrowed tightly.
"What's going on?" 놛 walked forward and asked in a low voice.
"The prince's eyes seem to be blind."
What?
Shang Ruoyi put her hand on 놛's pulse, and her face became increasingly heavy.
After a moment, she took her hand away.
"How about it?"
"The prince is blind, his voice is mute due to the poison, and he can no longer hear."
hiss······
It is really hard to imagine how much inhuman torture 놛 suffered during the time he was missing.
"My Lord, the prince must know the person who took you away. In order not to reveal his identity, he did this." Yun Yu said in a deep voice.
He Jingheng whispered, "Is it irreversible?"
Shang Ruoyi didn't say anything. In this situation, it was very difficult to treat the patient, almost impossible.
"I will try my best. It is impossible to restore it to the way it was before." Shang Ruoyi sighed. What kind of deep hatred was this? To torture people to this extent.
When she walked out of the room, it was already bright. Shang Ruoyi yawned after almost no sleep all night.
He Jingheng was sitting in a wheelchair, and Yunqi pushed him to her side. Seeing her exhausted look, he said softly, "Go and have a rest while it's still early!"
Shang Ruoyi shook her head: "No, I have to go to the shop in town later." Seeing He Jingheng sitting in a wheelchair, she nodded: "You are a teachable child. You sit like this. I will perform surgery on you in ten days."
"Thank you very much." He Jingheng heard her say this and smiled, "Who did you learn this medical skill from?"
"It's a secret."
Seeing that she didn't want to say more, He Jingheng didn't force her.
After a simple breakfast, Shang Ruoyi said goodbye and left. Before leaving, she left some medicinal powder and spiritual spring water, and told the court doctor many times to make sure to apply and drink the medicine on time.
Leaving He Jingheng's village, she mingled in the busy streets.
He Jingheng looked at the scalpel on the table, lost in thought.
I have never seen a knife of this material. Most of the weapons in Japan are made of iron. Even the weapons used in the battlefield are made of iron. Japan has abundant iron ore production. Iron things are good in every way, but they are extremely easy to rust. After a long time, a thick layer of rust will form on them, and many weapons have been corroded. If all weapons could be replaced with this material... I looked at the scalpel on the table and fell into deep thought.
When Shang Ruoyi arrived at the shop, Mr. Xie had already delivered the first batch of glass cups. A dark-skinned servant smiled and handed her something wrapped in three layers of cloth in his arms.
"Shopkeeper, this is what our shopkeeper asked me to give to you."
Shang Ruoyi opened the cloth and was extremely surprised to see what was inside.
She didn't expect that just by providing a blueprint, Mr. Xie could make what she wanted in such a short time.
There were several plates stacked inside, all made of colored glaze.
Shang Ruoyi wanted to use it to display tea, fruits and snacks.
Shang Ruoyi smiled and said to Yingxue: "Give me some reward money."
When the servant heard that there was a reward, the smile on his face became even more intense.
"Thank you, shopkeeper!"
Shang Ruoyi looked at the time and said to Yingxue, "Send someone to the third street to find a scholar who writes letters for others and tell him to come and pick up the goods."
"yes."
Just then, Ling Feng came in carrying a bag of milk: "Girl, I got what you wanted."
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