It wasn't until the afternoon that Doctor Zi came to see Huang Chenling and woke her up.
"Miss Yan, why are you sleeping in His Highness the Second Prince's wing?" Doctor Zi pushed her awake and asked lightly.
"Ha... the second prince's wing?" She rubbed her eyes in confusion, yawned loudly, and looked at her surroundings. It was really the second prince's wing, and as expected, she hadn't seen it for a moment. It felt like three autumns had passed.
It turned out that she missed him so much that she ran to the wrong wing.
"Hey, I went to the wrong wing. Huh? Doctor Zi, if you came to see the second prince, you were already a step too late. He suddenly returned to the palace in the morning."
"You're leaving in such a hurry? The day before yesterday, the princess specially sent someone to call me, saying that the Second Prince's feet hurt very much and that I had to come. When he arrived, he said no, leaving me empty-handed.
Now that he has left for no apparent reason, do you still want me to be a medical servant?" Doctor Zi said in disgust.
"Actually, what the princess said is difficult to understand. She will come to you if she thinks you are useful. If she doesn't, she won't have to come to you anymore. It can basically be regarded as crossing a bridge and demolishing boards. You don't need to take it to heart. No need.
Angry." Yan Ruocheng shook his head and said.
"How can you not be angry? Where can I find such a good leisurely job for eight thousand taels a month? No, please help me tell the eldest prince and ask him to remind the second prince to remember to hire me as a doctor." Doctor Zi was angry.
said.
Yan Ruozhen didn't want to help him at all. She only had 800 taels a month, but he actually had 8,000 taels. If she helped him, she would feel unbalanced.
So, I patted his shoulder and pretended to be helpful and said, "Well, I will help you. Don't worry, Doctor Zi."
"But, your look tells me that you don't really want to help?" Doctor Zi narrowed his eyes and approached her, touching the fake beard and said.
"How could it be? I am also a person who sticks to my word."
"Okay, I believe you. By the way, there are a few bottles of tranquilizer here. You can take them to the second prince when you go back one day. He has been emotionally unstable recently."
"Doctor Zi, you also diagnosed him with some emotional problems? I thought I was the only one who knew." Yan Ruozhen asked in surprise.
"What do you mean by that? Are you saying that my medical skills are not as good as yours? It's true." Doctor Zi scolded.
"No, the second prince usually hides some bad emotions so well. If you don't come into contact with him often, you wouldn't know it at all."
"You don't need to be in contact with him to judge this. You are inexperienced and it will be difficult for me to explain it clearly to you. Remember to hand him the medicine I gave you. If you don't say anything else, I'm leaving."
"Uh, Doctor Zi, heart diseases still require heart medicine. Is there really no other medicine that can be used?" Yan Ruozhen grabbed his sleeve and asked urgently.
"You will always say that he has a heart problem. If the heart knot is not opened, no medicine will be of any use. No matter how powerful I am, I can't help him. I can only prescribe some tranquilizers to calm his mood."
"Okay. Doctor Zi, walk slowly, I'll take you out."
Yan Ruocheng and Dr. Zi were chatting and laughing as they returned to the lobby from the corridor. Just as Huang Fengmo and several officials had finished their discussion, they were pushing the wheelchair out.
"Your Highness, have you finished talking to the officials?" Yan Ruocheng went over to help push the wheelchair.
"I see you, Your Highness, the First Prince." Doctor Zi made a small salute.
"Excuse me, Doctor Zi, are you here to see Chen Ling?" Huang Fengmo asked.
"Yes, Miss Yan told me just now that the Second Prince has returned to the palace. However, he seems to have forgotten about asking the villain to be a medical servant, so I ask His Highness the First Prince to help remind him." Doctor Zi clasped his hands.
Request in person.
"OK."
"Thank you, Your Highness, the eldest prince. I will take my leave."
When Doctor Zi walked away, Yan Ruozhen asked lightly: "Your Highness, will you really remember to remind the second prince?"
"If I don't remember, I don't intend to help him." Huang Fengmo said without thinking.
"Then you promised to help him again?"
"Should I just say that I won't help? He is too greedy. We can't let him be around Chen Ling. No matter how good his medical skills are, it's useless. The word "greedy" in front of it is enough not to hire him, so don't learn from him."
"Of course the villain won't learn from him, but he has planted so many precious medicinal herbs in the back mountain and needs someone to take good care of them. I guess his greed for money is also spent on cultivating good medicinal herbs. In fact, Doctor Zi
He's not a bad person." Yan Ruocheng didn't mean to say good things to Dr. Zi, but Huang Fengmo's assertion that he was just greedy for money was a bit excessive, so she wanted to help him clarify.
"What do you know, girl? I think more people eat salt than you. Anyway, you have to listen to me."
"Yes, yes, I will listen to His Highness."
The two slowly returned to the side room and helped Huang Fengmo get up from the wheelchair. Perhaps his thighs were sore from sitting for too long. He took a single step and hung on Yan Ruocheng without moving.
"What's wrong? Your Highness?" Yan Ruocheng asked.
"My thighs are sore and numb, let me take a breather first," he said helplessly.
"All right."
After a long time, Huang Fengmo felt that he wanted to relieve himself.
Ever since his Holy Land was injured, he had to use a small bottle for urination. With Yan Ruocheng here, he was still a little embarrassed.
"Ruocheng, help me get to the bed, and then help me bring up the small bottle under the bed." He ordered.
Yan Ruocheng did as he said, first helped him to the bed, and then found a small bottle for him from the bed. This exquisite antique bottle had a strange smell.
"Your Highness, this bottle is a bit smelly. How about I take it and wash it first?" Yan Ruocheng took it out and said directly.
"No, just give it to me. You go out first. You are not allowed to come in without my instructions." Huang Fengmo took the small bottle and waved her hand to let her go out and wait.
Yan Ruocheng went out obediently and didn't think much about what he was doing inside.
After going out, I could vaguely hear intermittent moans coming from inside: "Ah...well..."
Huang Fengmo was moving the holy land, dripping water slowly, but the injury did not improve at all. Every time he urinated, it was very painful, and the solution was very slow.
Several times, he told Yan Ruocheng the specific situation, but his pride got stuck in his throat and he refused to tell her. So that was all he could do.
After three sticks of incense, Yan Ruocheng felt a little depressed as to what she was doing inside. She only heard strange moaning sounds and she was not allowed in for so long.
She didn't want to wait any longer, guessing that there must be some problem with his body somewhere, and he was avoiding her treatment, so she quietly slipped to the back window and peeked at what was going on inside as always.
Huang Fengmo felt that the holy land was tied tightly and the water flow was so slow, so he used many hands to untie it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he untied it, it fell over again. The pain was so painful that he wanted to straighten it up and then stopped, so he kept doing it.
This situation remains deadlocked.
Yan Ruocheng had very good eyesight, and suddenly he saw that his holy place was tilted again, and the white cloth strips were untied. It was probably because of his own hands that he untied it without permission.
She was a little speechless as she watched secretly. He didn't dare to take action himself, but he didn't ask her to come in and deal with it, and he was still killing time.
"Your Highness!"
She couldn't bear it any longer and climbed directly through the window.
"Hiss...!" Huang Fengmo was startled. The little bit he had just gently picked up immediately let go and fell back, causing him to whimper all over in pain.
"What are you being stupid about? Why did you let the villain come in to handle it? Why did you untie it yourself?" Yan Ruocheng sighed and said.
"It's awkward and embarrassing..." Huang Fengmo said helplessly with a blush on his face.
"I've seen this so many times, Your Highness, you really don't need to care about this." Yan Ruocheng said even more helplessly.
"You've seen it so many times, why don't you feel anything at all, and you don't even blush." Huang Fengmo was a little angry at what she said.
"Because I am a doctor. To be honest, I have not only seen His Highness, but also seen many men. It is not surprising that I have seen so much. Besides, I blushed once when I saw Your Highness for the first time.
, so Your Highness, please stop asking this silly question." Yan Ruocheng didn't know how to explain it to him, so he had to talk nonsense and exaggerate.
"..." Huang Fengmo was speechless after hearing her answer.
Yan Ruocheng put on his gloves, poured some iron-making wine into his palms, rubbed them to warm them, and planned to straighten his holy place.
As soon as he sat next to Huang Fengmo, he put his arms around his waist and straightened it with his paws. The unpreventable sharp pain immediately spread throughout Huang Fengmo's entire body.
When he was about to scream, Yan Ruocheng quickly pulled up the quilt and sealed his mouth. The other hand still straightened the Holy Land, not relaxing at all.
"Ugh——!" Huang Fengmo's pain reached a new level, the whites of his eyes showed red threads, and he began to struggle with dancing movements.
"Don't move, Your Highness, you will become even more crooked like this." Yan Ruocheng said alarmistly.
Huang Fengmo obeyed her words, buried his head next to her neck, and even hugged her with his arms.
"Well, that's good."
Yan Ruozhen slowly massaged his holy land, with varying degrees of strength. Naturally, Huang Fengmo was in great pain.
Judging from the feel, it feels like his Holy Land has not healed itself at all. Is that strange? Doctor Zi obviously helped him apply the medicine, and it should be better after a few days.
After rubbing it for a while, I applied the ointment again. This time I used a small bamboo board to fix it. The bandage was not too tight. I was afraid that if it was too tight, it would block the passage of the meridians, so I fixed it according to her method.
"Okay, Your Highness, you can relax and have a rest." Yan Ruocheng reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his head and said with a smile.
"You hold me to rest, it hurts so much that I don't want to move...hiss!" Huang Fengmo said feebly.
"Okay, you've been lying in bed or in a wheelchair these days, right? Didn't you get out of bed and move around while the villain was away?" Yan Ruocheng asked briefly.
"Of course, it hurts so much, can I move?" Huang Fengmo asked her angrily.
"I find it strange that you are recovering from your injuries, but you haven't healed at all. I don't know what went wrong," Yan Ruocheng said.
"The reason is that Dr. Zi has evil intentions and uses fake medicine. He deliberately said that he would help me apply the best medicine, but in fact it was useless medicine. He then charged high prices for the medicine." Huang Fengmo said pointedly.
"No, Doctor Zi is not that kind of person, this is impossible." Yan Ruocheng said firmly.
"How can you say for sure that it's not the case? Aren't the facts right in front of you?" Huang Fengmo said angrily. She actually believed in an outsider and didn't believe him either.
"Maybe your highness will heal slower. Everyone's physique must be different. Maybe I was impatient in the past." Yan Ruocheng explained reluctantly.
"You are just helping that Doctor Zi, but this person cannot be trusted!" Huang Fengmo said angrily.
"Okay, okay, I don't believe him, I just believe His Highness." Yan Ruocheng said coaxingly. He was thinking in his mind: Why is Doctor Zi doing this? What is the purpose?
In the early morning of the next day, before Huang Fengmo woke up, she went out early in the morning.
I bought some pastries and planned to visit Doctor Zi.
Before she left the city, she happened to see Doctor Zi rushing into a jewelry store.
He didn't pretend to be an old man, but looked like a young man. He went into the jewelry store and seemed to be arguing about something. His brows were tangled, and there was a trace of irritability in his tone.
Yan Ruocheng walked to the small stall next to the door and pretended to buy something to eavesdrop on what he was arguing about.
He held an emerald gold hairpin and said: "Boss, the emerald on my gold hairpin is obviously not this one, but you replaced it by stealing it. Get it back for me! If you don't take it out, I will retaliate."
official!"
"Then you go report it to the official. Anyway, I haven't taken it. What evidence do you have that I replaced it? It was this jadeite when you used this gold hairpin to repair it. I said you are such a poor guy, you want to
Try to blackmail me about the jade in this store." This boss looked like a scoundrel and an unscrupulous profiteer.
Yan Ruocheng recognized the appearance of this golden hairpin, which was exactly the same as the rotten golden hairpin of Huang Chenling's late mother.
She stepped forward, walked into the store, and said deliberately: "Why are you here? The golden hairpin that His Highness the eldest prince asked you to bring for repair, has it been repaired? He is still waiting to take a look.
"
Seeing that she was so smart, Doctor Zi cooperated and said: "This boss stole the golden hairpin of His Highness the eldest prince and replaced it with an emerald one. I thought I would let him go if he took it out, but now you come
Well, I’ll leave it to you to handle it.”
The boss didn't believe what they said, and still said arrogantly: "Stop acting here, you two are so poor, do you think I will believe it? Don't use the eldest prince to blackmail me. If you have the guts, call his guards over.