Xie Yao calculated the time and found that Hong Ye's incision should be almost healed, so she suggested to Chu Han that she should go to Zhongyong Hou Mansion for Hong Ye's follow-up consultation.
Although there is a high probability that it will be fine, she has never ignored small-probability events since she started practicing medicine.
Chu Han happened to have nothing to do, so he came to Zhongyong Hou Mansion with Xie Yao.
"I have met King Han and Princess Han." Marquis Zhongyong took the initiative to salute.
Although Chu Han is a prince, as a Zhongyonghou, no one will say anything even if he is not polite.
"You're welcome, Lord Marquis." Chu Hanxu helped him, "How has Hong Ye recovered in the past few days? I am busy with military affairs and have not come here in the past few days."
"Your Majesty, I'm worried about you. Hong Ye couldn't lie down any more than the others. He wandered around a long time ago. He went back to lie down when he heard you coming." Zhongyong Hou had a smile on his face at the moment, with a very kind expression.
"Let's go to Hong Ye for a follow-up visit first, and then we'll visit the Marquis after we're done." Chu Han said politely.
"No need to bother, the emperor has summoned me, and I will go to the palace soon. Hong Ye is now in charge of the house, and Hong Hao has been sent out of the capital by me to farm in my hometown in the countryside." Marquis Zhongyong mentioned.
Xie Yao's eyes moved slightly. Marquis Zhongyong said that he would give her an explanation for Hong Hao's poisoning, and Marquis Zhongyong did so resolutely.
"The Marquis is wise." After Chu Han said this, he took Xie Yao and left to find Hong Ye.
When they came to the yard, Xie Yao could see from a distance that Hong Ye was indeed lying down, but not on the bed in the room, but on the crib in the yard, basking in the sun.
"Can you get up?" Chu Han walked up to him and glanced at him.
Hong Ye subconsciously wanted to get up, but when he saw Xie Yao, he lay down again, "It was Princess Han who saved my son's life. From today on, my son will obey Princess Han's orders. As for Prince Han..."
"How is this king?" Chu Han's eyes darkened and he glanced over.
"Of course I have to listen." Hong Ye stood up and curled his lips helplessly. Then he bowed to Xie Yao, "I would like to thank Princess Han for her life-saving grace. In the future, if Princess Han has anything to do, even if she only has one
Note, this prince will do his best!"
"Prince Hong's words are serious." Xie Yao smiled, "If you don't mind, Crown Prince Hong will lift up his clothes here and let me check the wound."
When Hong Ye heard this, his ears turned slightly red, but he didn't hesitate and opened his clothes. He wasn't afraid of a woman, so what was he afraid of? When she saved him before, she had already seen him through.
After all, she is a doctor.
Chu Han frowned but didn't say anything.
Xie Yao took a look and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, put it down. The wound has recovered well. You lie down and I will check the healing inside."
Hong Ye lay down as he was told.
Xie Yao checked again and then checked the pulse again to confirm that there was no complete problem.
"In a few days, your body will be completely healed."
"When will Princess Han come back to remove this thing?" Hong Ye lifted up his clothes again and pointed to the sutures on the wound.
Chu Han's face darkened, "Just say it if you have something to say. Your Majesty, you have nothing to do with your clothes!"
Hong Ye rolled his eyes. This was in his own home, in his own yard, and he couldn't even lift his clothes?
So, he put down his clothes and looked at Xie Yao.
Xie Yao shook her head, "No need to take it apart, it will be integrated into your body by then."
Hong Ye was stunned, "Can this thing be integrated into my body?"
"Yes." Xie Yao didn't want to waste time explaining the problem of protein threads, so she thought of a metaphor, "It's like eating. Just think of it as your belly eating those threads as a meal."
"Eat it? Vomit!" Hong Ye suddenly felt nauseous.
Xie Yao was stunned. Could it be that the metaphor was not appropriate enough?
Seeing this, Chu Han raised the corner of his mouth and explained to Xie Yao: "He loves to eat and is very picky about food, so he can't bear to eat disgusting things."
Xie Yao barely understood it, but the sutures from her thoracotomy surgery were disgusting?
It doesn't matter, Hong Ye already understands it anyway, and she doesn't need to make any more metaphors.
When Hong Ye stopped retching, Chu Han's expression darkened, "Do you still remember who attacked you at that time?"
Hong Ye's face also darkened, showing a coldness, but he did not speak immediately, but glanced at Xie Yao without any trace.
Seeing this, Xie Yao understood and said directly, "I didn't have time to take a good look around this Marquis Mansion last time I came here. You guys can chat while I walk around."
After saying that, he walked out of the yard directly.
I have to say that the layout of Zhongyonghou's Mansion is quite good, better than that of Prince Han's Mansion.
Chu Han didn't like those colorful things, so Prince Han's Mansion was almost entirely green, with only a few dots of colors as embellishments.
After a while, Chu Han came out and found Xie Yao, and then left the Hou Mansion.
On the carriage ride back, Chu Han didn't mention anything about Hong Ye's assassination, and Xie Yao didn't ask either.
"Do you still like the silver needle I gave you before?" Chu Han suddenly asked.
Xie Yao glanced at it doubtfully, "I quite like it."
Didn't she understand what Chu Han meant? She regretted it and wanted to take the silver needle back?
Or is there some other purpose?
Those boxes of silver needles are specially for Red Lotus Blade, of course she should keep them?
Seeing Xie Yao's complicated expression, Chu Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have no intention of taking it back, I just asked casually."
Xie Yao nodded and Chu Han took out a box and handed it over.
"I got this by chance. Since you like silver needles, you should also like this." Chu Han said with a smile.
Xie Yao took it and opened it. Inside the box was a pair of finger-tiger-like things, made of pure metal and very high-quality.
"What does this thing have to do with the silver needle?" She looked at it and it looked like there was a mechanism on it, but she was not entirely sure.
Chu Han didn't answer, but took one directly, put it on his finger, and pressed it hard with the palm of his hand.
Suddenly something shot out from the tip of the finger tiger.
Xie Yao took a closer look at the other one in her hand, and then noticed that the tip of the finger tiger was not just a sharp point, but hollow, similar to the feeling of a needle.
Chu Han's backlog action just now was equivalent to pushing a needle.
Such a discovery made her eyes light up.
Couldn't this pair of finger tigers be used as a syringe?
Seeing the bright color in Xie Yao's eyes, Chu Han smiled lightly, remembering the time when Xie Yao used that strange tube to stab himself, "I knew when I got this thing that it was probably tailor-made for you."
"Thank you very much. I like this thing very much." Xie Yao really liked the pair of finger tigers. The corners of her mouth were filled with a bright and bright smile of joy, exuding an unparalleled light.
With them, she carried the anesthetic with her, so she didn't have to worry about the ring suddenly losing its power, like when she faced Chu Mu.
Chu Han's gaze stopped at her lips, looking a little distracted, and his heart was beating loudly. After he realized what he was doing, he immediately lowered his eyes to hide it, so that she didn't notice it.