After taking the anesthesia, Prince Sima fell asleep and still held Aru's hand.

"Break it apart." Qi Yue looked at it and said.

Aru smiled awkwardly, and Hu San on the side hurriedly stepped forward and opened it. During this time, Aru couldn't help but sucked in cold air and made a hissing sound.

Looking at Ah Ru's hand, Ah Hao couldn't help but let out a low cry.

The clenched hand was green and red.

"Let the imperial doctor check if there is anything wrong with the bones?" Qi Yue said hurriedly.

Hu San couldn't help but hold Aru's hand and leave quickly.

The anesthetized young prince Sima here lost support in his hands and became restless.

Ah Hao, who was standing close, subconsciously put his hand over.

Young Prince Sima held on tight and then became quiet.

"He's used to it." Qi Yue frowned and said, "Go find a stick for him to hold."

Ah Hao couldn't help but laugh.

"It's okay, it's okay." She said, "Madam, go and do your work quickly. I can't help him with anything else. Let him calm down so as not to open the wound again."

There was no painkiller pump at this time, and the anesthetic could not be used too much. The young prince Sima went through the second suture, which was a double physical and psychological pressure, and this was all he could do.

Qi Yue nodded, told several nursing disciples to pay attention, and walked out.

In this room, King Julu and Old Doctor An were sitting quietly.

Qi Yue did not look at them, but took the charcoal bar from the disciple behind him, and two disciples moved the white board over.

"...Wound dehiscence is one of the complications after surgery..." she said, reaching out to write on the whiteboard while explaining.

The Julu King couldn't understand or understand, and was a little confused.

Dr. An listened carefully and attentively.

Pictures were quickly sketched on the whiteboard, showing the changes in the wound under various reactions of the patient.

"...coughing, holding your breath, violent movements...the pressure in the abdominal cavity suddenly increased...and then...bang..."

Qi Yue said, turning around and making a cracking motion, still holding charcoal strips on her fingers.

The terrifying scene he saw when he entered the door appeared in front of Julu King, and he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

"This is the explanation I give you." Qi Yue said, throwing the charcoal stick over.

A disciple caught it accurately.

"Your son was so excited when he saw you that he moved too much and held his breath, which increased the abdominal pressure and caused the wound to open." Qi Yue turned around and looked at Julu King and said, "If he had followed the doctor's advice, he would not have been in this situation.

,So, we saved your son’s life again.”

After saying this, Qi Yue smiled at him.

"You're welcome, this is what we should do," she said.

It turns out that not all beautiful smiles are pleasing to the eye!

The Julu King realized this truth.

He looked at this woman who was smiling but not smiling, and his face turned gloomy again.

"What should you do? Is this what you should do?" He said, looking at Qi Yue, "I heard that you were the one who diagnosed and treated my son, so why did you come here now? Is this what you should do?

"

"Your Majesty, my master has..." Old Doctor An couldn't help but want to speak.

Qi Yue raised her hand to stop him.

"The young prince's illness has been taken care of by my disciples." She said, looking at the Julu King, "I am not boasting, I am a disciple."

She pointed at Dr. An, "His talent is extremely high and his medical skills are superb. If he hadn't been cut off halfway, the young prince's illness would not have required my intervention in the first place. He alone would have been enough."

Every mouthful is a disciple, and every mouthful is extremely talented!

What he said is that you, the Julu Wang Family, ruined my disciples!

When Dr. An became famous and established his career, you were not even born yet! He said it as if he was really the disciple you taught him!

However, where did this person surnamed An get such an ignorant, fearless and arrogant woman, who seemed to be connived by both the emperor and the queen mother.

"It's too early to tell whether you have talent or not." The Julu King stood up, sneered, and turned around to leave.

He is not giving face to these two people, he is giving face to His Majesty and the Queen Mother, but if something really happens...

So this time, no one can save the lives of these two people!

Julu King was stopped outside the ward door.

"I don't care what nonsense medical advice you have. I only know that my son is inside, and I will go in." He shouted in a deep voice.

The disciples in front of the door looked at each other helplessly.

There were voices in the house.

"Father, father..."

"Little prince, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid."

"It's not like your stomach was cut open, of course you're not afraid of that!"

"My dear prince, I have also been cut open..."

There was silence in the room, and the people outside were also stunned for a moment. The Julu King stopped pushing the door open.

"What?" Young Prince Sima looked at the girl beside the bed, a little surprised.

"I used to have a place in my stomach...um...what's the spleen..." Ah Hao said, putting his hand on his abdomen. "It was kicked and broken. I almost died. It was my wife who cut open my stomach and tore it open."

I just need to sew the place and I'll be fine."

Young Prince Sima looked at her with an expression of disbelief.

How can it be?

Ah Hao looked around and saw that the two disciples had gone to bring soup and medicine, and she was the only one in the room now.

"My young prince, please don't tell anyone else." She whispered, stretched out her hand to unbutton her clothes, lifted up the corners of her clothes, and exposed her belly.

Young Prince Sima's eyes widened as he looked at the scar from the belly to the waist of the little girl in front of him, which looked particularly hideous on the skin as white as jade.

After all, he was exposing his skin in front of a strange man. Ah Hao blushed and quickly put down his clothes.

"Young prince, you see, I am fine now." She said, "So, don't be afraid. As long as you listen to my wife, you will be fine and you will get better soon. My wife is a doctor who saves people.

Harm you."

"...were you afraid at that time?" Young Prince Sima suddenly asked.

Compared to the restlessness just now, his spirit has relaxed a lot.

"I didn't know that at that time." Ah Hao said with a blushing face and nodded, "But when I woke up later, I was very scared."

"Then this..." Young Prince Sima stretched out a finger and pointed at Ah Hao's abdomen with some fear, "Does it hurt?"

Ah Hao stretched out his hand and patted it.

Young Prince Sima trembled in fright.

"It doesn't hurt." Ah Hao smiled, showing two small tiger teeth and said, "It doesn't hurt at all."

At this point, she lowered her voice again and looked around with some embarrassment.

"However, I am still a little scared." She whispered.

Young Prince Sima said oh.

"How long have you been doing this?"

Low voices could be heard in the room.

The Julu King took a deep breath, took back his hand on the door, turned around and walked away.

The two disciples guarding the door looked at each other with a bit of confusion and a bit of happiness.

At this time, Qi Yue was kneeling in front of the emperor.

"I've never been able to understand one thing." He looked at the submissive woman in front of him, stroking his brows, and said, "Actually, you are doing good deeds, and you have no selfish motives in treating illnesses and saving people. But, why can't you make people feel grateful to you?"

What's more? Why do you do good things but always make the other person angry, and even if you want to be grateful, you can't do it?"

Qi Yue didn't expect that this was the first thing he said, and couldn't help but touch her ears when she heard the words.

"It seems, that's true." She smiled, "Maybe it's because I'm very annoying."

The emperor looked at her without smiling or speaking.

Qi Yue smiled a little sarcastically.

"What are you rushing for?" the emperor suddenly asked, "Why can't you do things calmly and slowly?"
To be continued...