Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 488 Healing the Prince (3)
Zhiran didn't use martial arts, so her whole arm made an arc in the air.

"Yong Shuang..." The woman scolded softly.

Zhi Ran looked over inquiringly, and saw a charming young woman, staring at Yong Shuang dissatisfied, and reprimanded in a low voice: "How can you treat the little genius doctor like this? The miracle doctor will pay for it."

"Should I apologize to her?" Princess Yongshuang's eyes widened in disbelief, and she pointed her finger at the tip of her nose.

Looking at Concubine Feng with a serious face, she asked in shock, "Concubine Mother, did you say something wrong?"

Concubine Feng winked at Princess Yongshuang, the meaning was obvious.

However, Princess Yongshuang pretended not to see at all, flicked her sleeves, and glared at Zhiran with a gloomy face.

"This child..." A flash of anger flashed in Concubine Feng's eyes, but she couldn't really embarrass Princess Yongshuang in front of so many people.

She could only talk to herself, and said with a smile to Yan Yan's and Zhi Ran: "Yong Shuang was spoiled by this palace, I hope the little genius doctor doesn't mind."

Zhiran shrugged, noncommittal.

What can she mind, such a stupid girl is not her daughter.

"Zhiran," Jun Nanjin's anxious voice sounded.

Only then did Zhiran follow the voice, and saw that the emperor and the prince were both there.

She opened her mouth lightly, gave a salute, and said: "See the emperor, see the prince."

"Get up!" The emperor looked restrained, but his brows and eyes were a little anxious.

He said to Zhiran: "Okay, don't talk too much! Come and see the fourth emperor first."

Zhi Ran looked at the people in the room, and there was a row of imperial physicians standing behind her, and by visual inspection, there were also six of them.

"Isn't there an imperial doctor here? Zhiran is still young, so I'm afraid of mishandling it. Besides, Princess Yongshuang doesn't trust Zhiran, so Zhiran doesn't want to touch her." Zhiran shook her head and refused.

When Concubine Feng heard this, her expression became a little sad, she covered the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said: "The imperial doctor said that the arrow wound was at a fatal position, they were not sure, and said that if the arrow moved, it might hurt the emperor's life. .”

Zhiran listened quietly without expressing her opinion, this was something she had known for a long time.

Concubine Feng continued: "All the imperial physicians say that you can even cure the plague. It may be safer for you to deal with this kind of injury."

Zhi Ran stared fiercely at the six imperial physicians behind, these old foxes.

He was obviously afraid of hurting the fourth prince by mistake, so when the time came, he would decapitate him, so he refused to make a move.

Zhiran didn't believe that there were so many people in the hospital that they couldn't find someone who could draw the arrow with confidence. It was just that there was someone who could stand in front of them, so they pushed them to die.

Unfortunately, Zhi Ran was the one who was pushed out by all the imperial physicians.

"Little genius doctor, you must save the emperor's son. If something happens to the emperor's son, I will not be able to survive." Concubine Feng cried out in grief, and turned around and fell into the emperor's arms.

Weeping sadly, she put her small hands on the emperor's chest mournfully, raised her eyes with tears in her eyes and said: "Your Majesty, our emperor, our emperor..."

The emperor patted Concubine Feng's back with one hand, stroked it gently, and assured in a low voice: "It's okay! I'm here, no one can take the life of the emperor, and the emperor will definitely get through this time safely."

The emperor coaxed Concubine Feng in a low voice, then raised his sharp eyes, glanced at the imperial physician and Zhiran who were present in the room, and scolded sharply: "If something happens to the emperor, you will pick all of you head, let you be buried with him."

Zhiran is okay, not flustered!In fact, she wasn't afraid.

However, the other six imperial physicians knelt down tremblingly and shouted in unison: "The emperor calm down."

Zhi Ran stood beside Jun Nanjin, his face was pale, and he couldn't hide his worry and asked: "Is there really nothing you can do?"

Zhiran noticed Jun Nanjin's face, and immediately said with a gloomy face, "Why don't you go back and have a good rest, did you bandage the wound again after returning to the palace?"

Jun Nanjin was injured on his shoulder, and he had thrown the arrow away at the hunting ground. When Zhiran saw him, there was no arrow on his shoulder.

Although Zhiran gave Jun Nanjin medicine, but when he returned to the palace, he had to clean up the wound and reapply the medicine if he had the conditions.

"I'm fine! I'm fine!" Jun Nanjin smiled weakly.

Zhiran grabbed his hand and took a look at his pulse. Immediately, her face became angry and she cursed, "Are you sick? Why don't you go back to rest!"

Jun Nanjin withdrew his hand with a weak hand, "The Fourth Emperor hasn't passed the critical period yet, and I feel restless and can't rest."

Zhiran glared at Jun Nanjin viciously, and shouted at the six imperial physicians who were still kneeling on the ground, "Emperor Hu, come and help me, and the rest of the imperial physicians will take good care of the prince! Are you seriously injured if you can't see the prince? Let him stand here like this, if something happens to the crown prince, let's see what you will do!"

Zhiran yelled, went to the bed and sat down, felt the pulse for the fourth prince, then raised her eyes and said: "Your Majesty, please send a maid to Kunning Palace to bring my good little medicine box."

"Come here..." The emperor finally spoke.

Jun Nanjin, who was covering his wound, said in a low voice: "Father, there's no need for it. My son has already brought Zhiran's small medicine box over."

After all, Jun Nanjin immediately asked the eunuch to bring over the small medicine box.

Zhiran opened the medicine box, glanced at Imperial Physician Hu and said with a smile, "We meet again!"

Imperial Physician Hu was a little tense, and said with an unnatural smile: "Yes! I have always wanted to learn from the little genius doctor, and now I have the opportunity."

Zhiran curled her lips into a smile, lowered her head and flipped through the medicine box.

Taking out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box, Zhiran said without raising her head, "Prince Hu, take out the ginseng from the Fourth Prince's mouth."

Imperial Physician Hu was stunned for a moment, and explained: "This ginseng is for the fourth prince's life."

Zhiran looked sideways at Imperial Physician Hu, and said seriously, "You can do what I say, okay?"

Imperial Physician Hu's expression froze slightly, and he was a little shocked. After realizing it, he just felt a little baffled. In front of him was just a little girl less than ten years old, wasn't he?
As soon as Imperial Physician Hu took out ginseng from the fourth prince's mouth, Zhi Ran flicked her finger, and a small pill fell into the fourth prince's mouth.

She stretched out two more fingers, raised the fourth prince's chin, and tapped his chest, and the fourth prince swallowed.

Imperial Physician Hu watched from the side, and asked curiously: "Little genius doctor, what medicine did you give the fourth prince? It smells so fragrant."

With a sly smile on Zhi Ran's face, she shook the small medicine bottle in her hand and said, "A unique secret recipe, a life-saving medicine."

Imperial Physician Hu stretched his hand around his neck and took a look. Seeing that Zhiran had no intention of going into details, he couldn't continue asking.

Concubine Feng and the emperor stood behind Zhiran and stretched their necks in concern.

(End of this chapter)