When Ling Yutong received the letter, he was stunned for only a moment before walking out with the silver needle bag.
"Songyue, you stay at home. When Changsun Mu and others come tomorrow, let them wait. I will be back in the afternoon at most."
"Let Ting Yue take care of everything in the pavilion, with shopkeeper Liu assisting."
"Yes." Song Yue only had time to respond, and when she raised her head, she lost sight of Ling Yutong's back.
Noon.
Ling Yutong got off his horse and was led all the way to the inn by Lai Che.
Qi Yan raised his head with feeling, put away the folding fan in his hand, stood up and walked outside.
Magistrate Gao fell to the ground and wiped his sweat. The panic in his eyebrows became even more profound after sending away several more crazy doctors.
He glanced sideways at where Qi Yan was sitting and was slightly startled.
Where are people?
The next moment, footsteps were heard at the door, and Qi Yan said in a low voice: "It's inside. The second prince is seriously injured. The puncture wound on his leg should have been caused by wood chips that were thrown in during the subsequent evasion."
"No one dares to deal with it."
Ling Yutong raised his eyebrows: "No one dares?"
It's really outrageous.
After she understood the general situation, she saw Magistrate Gao looking at her as soon as she walked in.
The other party's eyes didn't hide it at all. When he saw that she was a young woman, surprise and distrust were directly displayed on his face.
"This, this, this..."
County Magistrate Gao glanced at Qi Yan speechlessly and said unhappily: "Master Qi won't help if he doesn't want to help. You gave me hope in vain, but you are prevaricating me like this?"
"How can such a young vase woman have anything to do with a miracle doctor?"
"It's better to wait until the information is delivered to the palace and the imperial doctor will handle it."
Ling Yutong didn't care about Magistrate Gao's stinky face.
Don't you like her?
Okay, anyway, all this delay is delaying Zhou Luoyu's injury.
Zhou Luoyu is so bad, do you really think she is willing to save him?
He was still waiting for the imperial doctor, and he didn't even look at how miserable Zhou Luoyu was. How could he wait for the imperial doctor's belated rescue.
Qi Yan's eyes turned cold.
He took a step forward and approached Magistrate Gao, with a commanding and sharp aura in his voice.
"I thought Magistrate Gao was an upright man. Who would have thought that he is also an ignorant person who judges people by their appearance."
"you!"
Magistrate Gao was instantly angered and his eyes widened.
"Yutong is a doctor personally appointed by the Queen. It's not your turn to question her skills."
"Do you think the Second Prince's injury can be delayed until the imperial doctor comes?"
Qi Yan said coldly, then walked past Magistrate Gao and approached the bed with Ling Yutong.
Magistrate Gao's face turned blue and white after being scolded. At this time, a muffled groan came from the other side of the bed.
Zhou Luoyu was woken up by the pain.
My whole body ached and numbed, especially my legs, which hurt as if they were about to burst.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that only the superficial wounds had been treated, and bloodshot threads were still hanging warmly on my legs!
Zhou Luoyu was instantly furious and roared: "Don't you even look at me? I don't know how to treat my prince's serious injury?"
The violent rise and fall of his chest caused minor injuries, and a sharp pain forced Zhou Luoyu to stop his anger before it could be unleashed.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Ling Yutong and Qi Yan.
He bared his teeth and hissed, and said angrily: "Why are you here?"
"Come to see how badly this prince is injured? Get out of here!"
Ling Yutong gave Qi Yan a look and raised an eyebrow at Zhou Luoyu.
"Oh? Are you sure?"
She glanced pointedly at the horrific wound on Zhou Luoyu's leg and the tiny wood chips inside, and said nothing.
Zhou Luoyu gritted his teeth.
At this moment, the wound she had looked at seemed to be twice as painful as before, and wood chips were stirring in the wound like shards of glass.
Torture someone to death!
His eyes were sore and red, and he was about to shed physiological tears.
Qi Yan clasped his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "The second prince can wait for the imperial doctor, but they won't arrive until the evening at the earliest."
"It doesn't matter to us. As long as the Second Prince cares, Yutong and I will definitely not get even remotely close."
"Qi Yan!"
Zhou Luoyu couldn't help but called his name bitterly.
Qi Yan raised his eyelids with a natural attitude.
"I'm here."
"Second Prince, there is no need to be so loud. I am not deaf and can hear you."
After Zhou Luoyu heard this, he became even more angry.
Qi Yan had a sharp mouth, but he didn't want to, nor was he willing to waste his energy on him.
But there was nowhere to express his anger, and he was so panicked!
At this time, he saw a sneaky man standing a few steps behind him who did not dare to raise his head.
"The one at the back, get over here for me, the prince!"
Magistrate Gao was innocently implicated and was very confused.
He could naturally see that the second prince had an old grudge against Qi Yan, but he never expected that mortals would suffer when gods fight.
The fire actually burned him!
Without any time to think about it, he knelt down and expressed his concern for Zhou Luoyu's injury through tears.
He established his own image very cleanly in his words.
He had no idea that Zhou Luoyu was coming, and immediately reported the situation to the capital. He even immediately blamed himself for the fault and showed concern for Zhou Luoyu.
If you look at the temper of the nobles next to you, you might think that he has a correct attitude, so it would be hard to blame him any more.
However, the person in front of him was Zhou Luoyu.
A lawless, good-for-nothing prince who can do nothing but have a bad temper.
Zhou Luoyu narrowed his eyes, as if he was looking for a punching bag.
"Are you worried about my prince's injury? You can't find a capable doctor in the whole district?"
"Trash, if there is any irreversible damage to this prince's leg, I will kill you!"
Magistrate Gao was trembling all over and crying in his heart.
It's really weird.
The second prince had time to punish him, but he didn't have time to ask that woman to treat him?
Isn't that a healer that even the Queen is sure of?
Prejudice and grudges are not as important as your body!
At this moment, Ling Yutong raised her eyes, turned to look at the sky outside, and stuffed the silver needle bag into her arms again.
"The second prince didn't answer my daughter's questions, probably because he didn't want my daughter to get close to him."
"In this case, I will put the silver needle bag away. The heart-protecting pill I originally brought is no longer useful."
"After all, the second prince doesn't like people's girls getting close to him, so he probably won't eat food made by people's girls."
Zhou Luoyu's eyes widened and he felt his heart bleed.
Heart protection pill?
Although he was banned from the palace, he had heard a lot about what happened in Xingyue Pavilion. Ling Yutong didn't know where he learned his medical skills, but they were ridiculously strong.
There are so many difficult and complicated diseases, she just takes good care of them as she says, and she has never seen anyone who sincerely go to see a doctor turn against her.
They are all grateful to help Xingyue Pavilion increase sales.
He bit his lip and searched for it. He would be the one who would ascend to the throne in the future!
If your body is deficient and your legs are lame...
Zhou Luoyu's expression became more solemn.
"no!"
"Ling Yutong, you are going to treat this prince now! Nothing happens to my legs!"
"If you don't think well, this prince will..."
Ling Yutong interrupted him.
"Second Prince, if you let me see it from the beginning, I will definitely not say that you can't even do it."