doctor girl

Chapter 564 Treatment!

When Hong Wangfei heard the identity reported by Lord Hong, surprise crossed her face.

"Shouldn't the Seventh Prince be in the palace? Why did he appear in this small town? And he was injured. Well, isn't there some trouble?" Princess Hong looked at Lord Hong with a look of fear and asked.

Prince Hong's face also became serious.The Seventh Prince came to this house today, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse for them.

In another room, Zhang Ting and Mr. Jia were treating the wounded Seventh Prince.

Mr. Jia tore off the child's clothes, only to find that the child's body had been pierced with a sword.

"Hiss. Girl, it seems that the identity of the boy you rescued is really not simple. He was hunted down with a sword at such a young age." Mr. Jia stared closely at the sword wound and the wound on the boy's stomach. Zhang Ting said.

Zhang Ting came up to take a look, with surprise in his eyes.

He glanced at the boy's handsome face.

This little boy looks to be only about ten years old, but his face is so pretty, and I don't know what his parents look like, but the boy he gave birth to is as handsome as a half-breed boy.

The tense atmosphere lasted for more than half an hour in this room before it officially ended.

When the door was pushed open from the inside, Lord Hong and others who were guarding outside immediately came to Zhang Ting and Mr. Jia to ask questions.

"Daughter-in-law, is there anything wrong with the child inside?" Hong Wangye first asked Zhang Ting this question.

Zhang Ting saw the worry on Lord Hong's face.I am even more sure that the identity of the boy inside must not be simple.

"There's nothing wrong for now, but he's seriously injured. He might have a little fever tonight. After the fever passes, he'll be fine."

"It's fine, daughter-in-law. I will entrust the child inside to you. You must take good care of him and don't let him have any mistakes." Lord Hong asked Zhang Ting with a solemn expression. Fan.

Zhang Ting nodded, "Don't worry, Dad, I will."

Prince Hong glanced inside, sighed, and left the door of this room holding Princess Hong's hand.

At this time, Mr. Jia also came out from inside. "The people inside are fine for the time being, and I'll leave it to you girl."

Mr. Jia looked tired.

"I see, godfather, godfather, I'm bothering you today, you should go back and rest, you look so tired." Zhang Ting looked at Mr. Jia distressedly.

Father and son Jia reached out and touched his cheeks, shook his head and smiled, "I'm old, I'm tired of doing casual things, if there is anything, you can ask Xiaoren to come and call me."

After leaving these words, Mr. Jia also left the room with his hands behind his back.

Glancing at the weary back of Old Master Jia leaving.

Zhang Ting withdrew his gaze, glanced at the boy lying inside, then glanced at Hao Ren standing beside her and asked, "Do you know the identity of the boy lying inside?"

Hao Ren nodded slightly. When she was being rescued by the boy inside, Hao Ren had already asked Lord Hong clearly.

"Who is he?" Seeing him nodding, Zhang Ting couldn't wait to ask Hao Ren.

"Today's Seventh Prince." Hao Ren spat out these six words slowly.

Zhang Ting frowned, "Am I not mistaken, you said he is the Seventh Prince, how could he appear here like a Seventh Prince?"

"I don't know much about this matter, and neither does Father. We probably won't know the whole story until the Seventh Prince wakes up and we ask him personally. The only thing that is certain is that he was Someone chased him down." Hao Ren said, looking at the lying figure inside.

Zhang Ting quickly remembered the vicious men he met on the street today, and looked back at the boy lying on the bed, frowning tightly.

That night, as Zhang Ting said, the noble seventh prince still had a fever.

This fever made Zhang Ting and the whole Hao family jump like crazy.

This night, Zhang Ting spent all his time taking care of this brat.

Fortunately, in the middle of the night, the temperature of this brat finally dropped slowly.

"He's all right now, father, mother, go back and rest first, with my husband and I watching over him, everything will be fine." Zhang Ting was worried when he saw Prince Hong and his wife guarding the room. People are so old, it will be miserable if their bodies are broken.

Lord Hong glanced at the tired old wife beside him, and finally agreed with Zhang Ting's words.

When the couple left the room holding hands, Lord Hong repeatedly explained to Zhang Ting.

"Xiao Ting, you must take good care of him and don't let him have anything to do." Prince Hong said to Zhang Ting with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Ting almost patted his chest to reassure him, and then gave the couple this room.

Finally, only the husband and wife were left in the room.

Zhang Ting couldn't help but yawned.Looking at the child lying on the bed who had fallen asleep peacefully, Zhang Ting let out a breath.

This night, she was almost as busy as a dog because of this brat.

"Would you like to go back to your room and rest for a while, I'll help you watch over here." Hao Ren walked to Zhang Ting's side and asked with concern while supporting her body.

Zhang Ting then yawned and shook his head, "No need, his condition has finally stabilized, I'll take another look, don't worry, I can bear it a little longer."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.It turned out that Qing Xia had boiled the medicine and brought it over.

"Thank you, Qing Xia, you can just put this medicine here, you can also go back to rest, I'm really sorry, I have to wake you up to make medicine at such a late hour." Zhang Ting told Qing Xia with an apologetic face speak.

Qing Xia smiled and said to Zhang Ting, "Miss Zhang Ting, you don't have to be polite to Qing Xia, Miss Zhang Ting, do you have anything to tell Qing Xia?"

Zhang Ting smiled back, "No more, go back and rest first."

Only then did Qing Xia nod her head, said goodnight to Zhang Ting and Hao Ren, then turned and left the room.

"Let me feed him." Hao Ren glanced at the bowl of medicine on the table, always wanting to do something for his wife so that she would not be so tired.

Zhang Ting shook his head with a smile, "No need, if you feed him, more than half of this bowl of medicine probably won't be able to reach his mouth."

After Hao Ren heard Zhang Ting's joking words, an embarrassing expression flashed across Jun's face.

(End of this chapter)