The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 217

Mr. Ji frowned, picked up the trembling child, and patted him on the back to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, go back with your mother and drink plenty of water, get a good sleep tonight, and come back to me tomorrow morning to change medicine, the pustules will disappear in three days!"

"Remember to listen to your mother, don't run around!"

The child has become acquainted with Mr. Ji when he was seeing a doctor these days, so he stood up obediently and said goodbye: "Thank you, Doctor Ji! Nong'er will definitely be obedient!"

After Nong'er and his mother left, Mr. Ji turned his head to look at Zheng Yunshu and his party.

Even though he had already guessed the identity of the person in front of him, when he spoke, he didn't have the humility of ordinary people when they saw the powerful, but the same as before.

After a brief glance at Zheng Yunshu's exposed face, he understood: "It's getting worse?"

Zheng Yunshu was a little offended and annoyed at being seen through. She really wanted to point at Mr. Ji's nose to make him kneel down, but what she said was——

"Please sir help me..."

She has seen more than a dozen imperial physicians and drank countless bowls of soup and medicine, but the things on her face only increased and did not decrease!
When he told this trouble, Mr. Ji didn't seem to be listening, and Zheng Yunshu was even more unhappy.

In order to show her respect, she deliberately put aside the servant and explained to him herself.

Mr. Ji pressed her pulse a few times: "Let me take a look at the tongue coating."

Zheng Yunshu's face turned red, even the imperial physician didn't dare to make such a request, how dare he?

Mr. Ji just looked at her calmly: "Has it spread to other parts of the body?"

It was this sentence that made Zheng Yunshu give up his little resistance, but opened his mouth cooperatively in humiliation.

After seeing the doctor, Mr. Ji wrote her a prescription: "After three days of medicinal bath, if you are willing to perform acupuncture, you can come to me."

He was neither enthusiastic nor deliberately turned away.

Zheng Yunshu tentatively said: "At the beginning, my servant girl was ignorant and said some inappropriate things. I hope you don't take these things to heart."

Seeing that Mr. Ji still had no intention of speaking, Zheng Yunshu bit his lips: "Then I'll come back in three days."

Zheng Yunshu's expression changed when he walked out of this simple courtyard, and the nurse at the side observed her words and expressions, and hurriedly spat behind her with disdain: "What the hell! You really think you are someone!"

The hands under Zheng Yunshu's sleeves were trembling: "Isn't it a remarkable person? Looking at the entire capital, apart from him, no one can cure me now!"

After she finished speaking, she also turned her head to look at the yard: Mr. Ji can't possibly be from the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, otherwise how could he be in such a poor situation?
He'd better be good enough in medicine to heal himself, otherwise...

Mr. Ji didn't care about Zheng Yunshu who left. He first carefully sorted out the patient's information that will come tomorrow, and then took out a wooden box.

There was an unknown herb in the box, which was exactly what he got the day he met Zheng Yunshu by chance.

The medicinal properties of this herb are very strange, like medicine but not medicine, like poison but not poison, he has not been able to figure it out until now.

As the night was getting darker, the lights in Mr. Ji's house were still on. Looking carefully, although the courtyard was simple and crude, the light coming from the house was brighter than that of the neighbors.

Mr. Ji turned the few thin crystal chips on the table to amplify the brightness of the candle.

He waited until all the things to be recorded had been written, and then he went to the bed and pulled out a bamboo box under the bed, lifted the gray cloth that was casually covered on it, picked up a piece of silver from a large piece of white silver with a little force, and squeezed it. Into several broken silver horns.

These should be enough to buy medicine tomorrow.

Seeing a doctor to save people and researching new medicines, he has not left anything behind, except for the senior sister, there is no news so far...

(End of this chapter)