Someone seemed to know what was going on.
"Who is this person? Has he committed any crime?"
"This isn't the first time. It seems like Prince Rong is suffering from some kind of illness..."
Jiang Mengli was surprised when she heard it. It turned out to be Prince Rong!
It hasn't been long yet and the chest injury hasn't healed yet.
Are you going to die now if you are so crazy?
Well, never mind. It’s none of your business anyway.
"Doctor Jiang, wuwu..." Concubine Xu appeared in front of her without her knowing, pulling her sleeve and crying, "Please save the prince, he's addicted and doesn't care about his injuries at all..."
This time it was also because of his addiction, and the servants wanted to tie him up, but he accidentally escaped.
He was very upset, very irritable, and even a little unaware of his relatives.
Jiang Mengli shook his head. "I can't help. It depends on his own willpower. Tie his limbs to the bed so that he won't hurt himself."
"Don't be soft-hearted. If he endures for a while, his addiction will gradually subside, and the intervals between his relapses will also become longer."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Xu cried even more and turned away sadly.
Prince Jing's Mansion is now in a mess, and Prince Jing and others are exhausted.
Jiang Mengli began to sort the herbs and wrote down the ones to be added. "We need to add licorice, poria cocos, and isatis root..."
After recording for a while, the sound of firecrackers was heard diagonally across the street, and a coffin was carried out on a cart.
A-Gump just glanced at it and continued with his own business. "That's the guy who framed Master and got hit by a carriage yesterday. I heard Aunt Hong went to claim the body yesterday evening."
"The coroner was kind enough to sew up the ruptured stomach. The body was relatively intact when we brought it back, and not as scary as it was right after death."
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