Cold King's Favorite: Miss Physician

Chapter 9 Rescue
The ward was full of oppressive atmosphere. Mo Shiwu went in empty-handed, which made the other imperial doctors feel unbelievable. Even if there were medical supplies in the ward, they tried and failed to treat it. She would never be able to treat it successfully with the same medicine. .

Everyone is waiting for her failure.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness Ling Wang..." Seeing Mo Shiwu's slender and weak back disappear from sight, Concubine Shu became more nervous than before. She was afraid, afraid that Mo Shiwu would poison the little prince again. Shi Wu was afraid of death, so her heart tightened tightly.

She is not a fool, there are many doubts about the poisoning of the little prince. Mo Shiwu has a marriage contract with the third prince, and the third prince is the person who is most likely to compete with the little prince. This matter must be related to the third prince, but that person, It can be said that it is really ruthless to be able to let someone cut the face of his fiancée in front of his eyes.

Mo Shiwu could have been killed at noon today, but was brought to the palace by His Highness Ling Wang. Could it be that the third prince has some connection with His Highness Ling Wang?
Thinking of this, Concubine Shu couldn't help panicking, she was alone in the court, and the only one she could rely on was the little prince Jue'er, if the little prince really couldn't be rescued, she would have no guarantee at all.

When mentioning King Ling, the emperor's calm face showed a trace of impatience, "Concubine Shu, I still have important matters to attend to, Jue'er, come and watch over here, and let me know immediately if there is anything going on."

What is more important than the life of your own son?

His tone was undeniable. Concubine Shu remembered his various reactions today, but in the end she said nothing. This man is her husband and her God. To him, she can only obey.

"Yes, my concubines respectfully send off the emperor." Concubine Shu blessed her body slightly, and the imperial doctors, eunuchs and court ladies behind them also kowtowed to send off their emperor respectfully.

The emperor was very satisfied with this, he nodded slightly and walked away from the little prince's bedroom, leaving only Concubine Shu with unwilling eyes and several attending physicians.

"Doctor Wang, how is Jue'er?"

As soon as the emperor left, Concubine Shu seemed to be a different person. She raised her eyes slightly, stroked Dan Kou in her hand, sat on the upper chair, and looked down at these elderly imperial doctors kneeling on the ground. She looks weak and powerless in front of the emperor.

Doctor Wang stepped forward, leaned at her feet, and hurriedly said, "Hui Concubine Shu, the little prince is temporarily in a coma, if we continue to treat him according to our method, he will recover soon, but now."

"Don't tell me what's going on! You can't save a child, and you don't want a job as an imperial doctor! If that bitch Mo Shiwu cures Jue'er, you can wait to go back to your hometown!"

Concubine Shu was so angry that her nails got stuck in her flesh. After this incident, she finally understood that all love is on the surface. When Jue'er wakes up, she must let him shine in front of the emperor and attract the emperor's attention again. look

These old imperial physicians have all stayed in the palace for a long time, and it seems that they will not have a long memory if they are not punished.

After being yelled at by Concubine Shu, Royal Physician Wang's old face turned red and purple. After all, he is also a veteran in the palace. He was suppressed by several women again and again, and he was already upset. Now hearing Mo Shiwu His name made him even angrier. If Mo Shiwu had been executed at noon today, there wouldn't be so many troubles now.

Doctor Wang stopped answering, Concubine Shu also vented her anger, and the outside became quiet all of a sudden.

On the luxurious bed, lay a small body. The strong smell of medicine permeated Mo Shiwu's nose, and his brows were slightly frowned. These imperial doctors used too much medicine, and did not take into account that this was a child's body.

Various medicines and tools were prepared on the table, all of which were used by the imperial doctors, but Mo Shiwu didn't even look at them. She could tell what medicine they used through the smell of medicine in the air.

The child on the bed frowned, his face was sweating, and his small mouth became dry. Mo Shiwu put the towel in warm water, wrung it dry and put it on the little prince's forehead, and then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. .

As the heir of the Mohist school, she has enjoyed the title of a genius doctor since she was a child. A silver needle can cure the disease, but the source of the disease must be found. In ancient times, there was no high-tech, and there was no perfect inspection equipment. I have learned it all, and it is not a big problem to feel the pulse.

The little prince's pulse was extremely weak, and he was indeed poisoned by extracting blood with a silver needle. The poisons in ancient times were all kinds of strange things. Mo Shiwu didn't know what the poison was called, but he had figured out its effect. The poisoned person would spit white blood at the mouth Foam, limbs twitch, and then faint, but will wake up after a day, and the poisoned person will become a fool.

Turning a smart and lovely child into a dementia, Mo Shiwu couldn't help sneering in his heart when he thought of Baili Ruyu's beautiful appearance, that woman would really do anything for the third prince.

Touching her own cheek, a cold feeling rose in her heart, such a pair of dogs and men, she had to repay them well, and gave herself such a chance.

Although the little prince was poisoned, as Mo Shiwu analyzed at the execution ground at that time, he was poisoned and caused a perennial hidden disease, which led to the symptoms of not waking up after such a long time and gradually weakening breath.

The original owner of Mo Shiwu's body has also been with the little prince for three years. In the past three years, he has never suffered from any serious illness and has always been healthy. If she hadn't noticed that it was a hidden disease, the treatment would have been hasty. .

As for the hidden disease, she is still not sure.

The body was a little weak, she rummaged through the medicinal materials for some blood-enriching medicines, and stuffed them directly into her mouth, but she still couldn't fall down. The whole day's exposure to the sun and excessive blood loss made her a little better through blood replenishment.

Mo Shiwu checked the silver needle first, and she had to guard against whether any of those imperial doctors would deliberately trip her up. Thinking of Baili Ruyu's words, Mo Shiwu also guessed that she had something to do with the imperial doctor in the palace. Collusion, otherwise it would not be so smooth for the little prince to lie here.

She will never let anyone who framed her go.

Picking up the silver needle, Mo Shiwu found a few big acupuncture points on the little prince's body, and inserted it accurately. The force was so well controlled that the silver needle didn't even shake.

After putting poisonous blood on the little prince's arm, Mo Shiwu first took the hemostatic medicine and sprinkled it on the opening.

Suddenly, a stabbing pain hit his mind, Mo Shiwu staggered and almost fell, but fortunately he held the chair next to him.

There was a turmoil in his mind, oppressing Mo Shiwu's nerves, vaguely, something was gradually forming, that invisible thing, slowly turning into a tangible item.

(End of this chapter)