He was worried about Lu Wu's life safety, and even more worried about the safety of the little prince of the Wuying Sect, Mengmeng.
How could a little girl of four or five years old survive in a provincial capital?
King Yongning had already made the worst-case scenario plan in his mind, what if... what if Lu Wu couldn't be rescued and Mengmeng couldn't be found.
He will definitely kill all those involved in this matter.
After all, he didn't dare to provoke the power of the Shadowless Sect.
Only the dead will not reveal any of his secrets.
When Qian Chunhua hurried over under the guidance of Nanny Zhang, she saw the anxious expression of Prince Yongning, which made her very confused about the patient's identity.
Who on earth is this person that King Yongning takes him so seriously?
When Qian Chunhua saw the little patient lying on the bed, he took a breath of cold air. The injuries were too severe, and these injuries were all man-made.
At this time, Qian Chunhua had not yet recognized that the child lying on the bed was the little beggar who bumped into her last time.
Because at this moment, not only was his body covered with scars, but his face was also covered with scars.
"Doctor Qian." When the imperial physician saw Qian Chunhua, he briefly described the patient's symptoms.
However, the patient had been in the dungeon for a night, and his wound had become infected. The imperial physician had a prescription, but the child could not drink any of the medicine.
The imperial physician could only place his hopes on Qian Chunhua at this time. After all, the pills she took out last time were different from the ones they usually saw.
Qian Chunhua reached out and touched the patient's forehead. It was terribly hot, but the imperial physician was not exaggerating.
The critical moment now is to reduce the child's fever. Others have tried to rescue him, but his brain has been burned out.
There are antipyretic drugs and injections in the space, but the child is now unconscious, and Qian Chunhua doesn't dare to feed him medicine. The antipyretic patch will definitely not work at this time.
We have to find a way to get the people in the house out.
"Go find him a set of clean clothes. Go boil some water, the more the better." Qian Chunhua spoke first and arranged for the two servants who were serving in the room to go out.
"Doctor Zhang, please help me write a prescription for Ma Fei San. Ask them to prepare it and send it over."
Imperial Physician Zhang turned and left.
Prince Yongning was the only one left in the room. Qian Chunhua began to check the wounds on the child's body. The blood from some of the wounds had already stuck to his clothes, and the clothes could not be taken off.
"Your Highness, please have someone send over a pair of scissors. The scissors need to be boiled in boiling water for a quarter of an hour." Prince Yongning was dissatisfied with Qian Chunhua's matter-of-fact tone in arranging matters for him.
But he looked around the room and found no one was available.
Forget it, Prince Yongning endured it for the sake of the patient...
After King Yongning left, Qian Chunhua quickly took out an antipyretic injection from the space and injected it into the child.
Considering that the child might feel pain when the wound was treated later, she injected the child with a mild anesthetic.
Just after the injection, Prince Yongning came back. He just went out to give instructions to his servants.
After everyone brought what Qian Chunhua needed, Qian Chunhua arranged for the servant to give the patient warm water first, clean the blood on his body and face, and then prepare to start treating his wounds.
After the blood on the patient's face was wiped off, although there were still scars on his face, Qian Chunhua recognized him at a glance. He was the little beggar who bumped into her last time.
Qian Chunhua's heart skipped a beat, and his hands couldn't help but tremble...
This scene did not escape the eyes of King Yongning, "Doctor Qian, do you know this person...?"
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