The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

Chapter 112 The Guards Who Broke the Three Views

Shang Ruoyi walked into the inner room and smelled a foul odor as soon as she entered.

He couldn't help but frown.

Walking further, I found that the smell was coming from the bed.

At this time, He Jingheng walked up to her and whispered, "When our people found my father, he was in this condition. We asked someone to check on him, and they all said that he didn't have much time left to live."

Shang Ruoyi walked forward and lifted the quilt covering him. She was suddenly shocked to see that there was not a single piece of healthy skin on his body. Every inch of his skin seemed to have been cut with a blunt object.

What a cruel heart!

Unlike the pain of a sharp weapon which is only momentary, the pain of a blunt weapon tearing and grinding the skin is dozens of times more painful than that of a sharp weapon such as a knife.

"The prince's injuries are extremely serious. Even I cannot be completely sure of his success. Moreover, the rotten flesh on his body needs to be removed with a knife, which is very painful." Shang Ruoyi paused and said, "I need someone to help me while I am being treated."

Even with anesthesia, there will still be pain when cutting away the dead flesh.

"How sure are you?"

"Seventy percent."

Hearing her say this, He Jingheng couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Among so many doctors coming and going, she was the only one who dared to say that she was 70% sure.

"I'll help you."

Shang Ruoyi nodded and took out a few porcelain bottles and a very small knife from her sleeve pocket.

He Jingheng was stunned by what he saw.

What does she carry with her every day?

Where is this in the sleeve pocket?

These were all taken out from the space by her. The sleeve pockets and the bags she occasionally carried on her body were just things to cover up her tracks.

Shang Ruoyi gave him the spiritual spring water in the porcelain bottle to drink. After a while, he seemed to have regained some vitality, and his eyelids began to tremble slightly, but he still did not wake up.

She looked at He Jingheng who was standing beside her and said, "Turn around."

"what?"

"Turn around. This is a secret technique I learned from my master. It's passed down to girls, not boys. Unless you want to be my sister, you have to turn around. You can't look at it."

The word "sister" successfully made He Jingheng's face darken: "You girl, you talk without restraint all day long." After saying that, he turned away obediently.

"Don't look back, or we will call each other sisters from now on."

Seeing that he ignored her, Shang Ruoyi took out an anesthetic from the space and injected it into Prince Ding's body.

The eyes that had been trembling slightly just now returned to calmness: "Okay." She put away the anesthetic and said softly: "The prince can turn around now."

When He Jingheng turned around and set his eyes on Prince Ding's body, he noticed the needle holes on his body.

The needle hole seemed to be much larger than the eye of a silver needle, but he tactfully did not ask any further questions.

"I am going to remove the rotten flesh from his body now. Even if he is unconscious, he may wake up due to the pain. You must help me hold the prince down."

After saying this, she put on gloves, picked up a scalpel and began to remove the dead flesh.

He looked at the glove for a long time and couldn't help asking, "What are you wearing?"

This sentence almost caused Shang Ruoyi to strike the wrong place with her knife.

How could she forget about the gloves? How could Tianshun possibly have such a thing?

But her expression did not change, and she whispered, "This was given to me by my master. There are only a few of them. You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

"How can I understand if you don't tell me?" He Jingheng suddenly looked at the gloves like a curious baby, and then asked what the scalpel in her hand was made of.

He had not forgotten that the hidden weapon she threw out when someone was assassinated for the first time in the Land of Exile looked like this, but when he went to look for it afterwards, he didn't find a single one.

"Can you please stop talking?" Shang Ruoyi couldn't help herself and shouted, "If you keep asking questions, get out!" She didn't lower her voice, and not only He Jingheng heard it, but also the secret guards standing at the door and guarding in the dark of the yard.

Yuntian opened his eyes wide. It was over, it was over. Young Master Lingjun might be dead! Is the last person who spoke to the master like this still alive?

Oh, no, no one dares to talk to the master like that.

He was already prepared for Master Lingjun to be slapped out of the room by his master.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.

He was even more frightened. Their master just endured it?

The sun really rose from the west, and their master didn't even throw him out!

Yunqi smiled. As expected, the treatment of the Crown Prince’s Consort was really different.

He Jingheng in the room was stunned when Shang Ruoyi yelled at him.

This woman is really brave.

In fact, Shang Ruoyi was a little frightened after she yelled.

But when he didn't move, her attention returned to the movements of her hands.

He Jingheng looked at Shang Ruoyi who was serious and focused, and a hint of appreciation flashed across his eyes.

Just then, a drop of sweat flowed down his forehead.

He Jingheng subconsciously used his handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

When he realized what he was doing, he was stunned.

Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh. He Jingheng, you can even do something like wiping a woman's sweat. Your life is doomed.

At this moment, Shang Ruoyi's slightly anxious voice came: "The anesthesia time is over, hurry! Hold him down!"

Hearing this, He Jingheng stretched out his finger and pressed on his sleeping point.

The next moment, the body that had been moving suddenly became silent.

Shang Ruoyi blinked and suddenly found herself a little silly. How could she forget that the ancients who had internal strength would use acupoint pressing?

He Jingheng smiled and said, "Go on."

It took Shang Ruoyi three hours to remove all the rotten flesh. She opened the porcelain bottle and sprinkled the powder on Prince Ding. She turned to He Jingheng and said, "He may have a fever tonight. We must send someone to watch over him. If he has a fever, take this pill in time."

He Jingheng took the pill and said softly, "You are tired today, why don't you rest in the mansion!"

"But if I don't come home at night, the mansion..."

"I have sent someone to give my mother a letter of divorce." He Jingheng looked at the person lying on the bed: "There is no doctor in the mansion now. If there is any emergency, no one can handle it."

If the court doctor heard this, he would probably burst into tears, so he is transparent?

Shang Ruoyi thought for a moment after hearing this, but she had to go to the county town early tomorrow morning, so it would be convenient to stay here.

"it is good."

"Gululu."

Shang Ruoyi smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm a little hungry."

"It was my negligence." He ordered Yunqi outside the door to prepare the meal, and specifically asked for a three-fresh duck dish.

He remembered that he occasionally heard Qian Niang mention that Shang Ruoyi liked to eat the three-fresh duck from Tianxiangju.

Yunqi nodded in agreement, and after giving instructions to the kitchen, he went to Tianxiangju himself to pack a three-fresh duck.