Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 12 Meeting the Tyrant King Again (1)

Shen Jingshu looked up, quickly finished writing the only two medicines left in the prescription, and put down the brush.

"I am."

The boy walked towards her quickly, with a worried expression on his face.

"Please also ask Dr. Shen to come with me. My brother is suffering from an emergency. His skin is festered and puss all over his body. All the doctors in the capital have seen him, but he is helpless. Please save him."

"Scared!" There was a gasp in the medical hall.

The whole body festers, what kind of strange disease is this?

Shen Jingshu frowned, stood up and was about to go to the back hall to ask the old shopkeeper to come out to see the remaining patients, the old shopkeeper raised the curtain and walked out.

"Xiaoshu, go, I'm here to watch."

"Then I'll leave it to Uncle Zhang, and I'll go out for a while."

Shen Jingshu took the medicine box and followed the young man out of the hospital, and left together in a carriage.

After arriving at the destination, she frowned when she saw some eye-catching words on the door lintel in front of her.

Prince Gong's Mansion?
The home of the tyrant?

Can she go back on not seeing this patient?

Seeing Shen Jingshu standing still suddenly, the young man turned around and urged: "Doctor Shen, follow me in!"

Shen Jingshu looked at the young man, and asked tentatively: "Well, your prince...is he in the mansion?"

It's not that she is cowardly, but that she really hates that violent and arrogant tyrant, and she doesn't want to have any interaction with him.

If the Tyrant King is in the mansion, then she can only go back.

But the young man said: "Dr. Shen, don't worry, the prince has gone out, and he won't be back until a few days later."

The youth knew about Shen Jingshu and Murong Li's festivities.

The young man originally didn't want to look for her, but all the doctors in the capital, including the imperial doctor in the palace, had come to see her, and no one could do anything about it.

The young man didn't want to just give up like this, it happened that Murong Li went out the day before yesterday and would not be back for a short time, so he invited her here.

In other words, Shen Jingshu raised his eyebrows and stopped hesitating.

"Okay, please lead the way."

Prince Gong's Mansion is very large.

The two walked around for a long time before arriving at the end of the trip.

Shen Jingshu followed the boy into a servant's room, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he smelled a pungent strange smell.

When she looked up, her face immediately changed.

"Open all the windows!"

The boy was taken aback by her.

"what happened?"

"The doctors who came to see me before all told me to close the doors and windows to prevent the wind from getting worse."

"Which idiot said that? That's simply killing people!"

Shen Jing wrote with a gloomy expression, walked over and opened all the windows with a few bangs.

With the weather like this now, closing the doors and windows to prevent airtightness is completely cultivating germs. She really doesn't know whether the doctors before were saving lives or harming them.

After opening the window, she quickly came to the bedside, took out a gold thread from the medicine box, carefully wound it around the patient's wrist, and placed her fingers on the gold thread to feel the pulse carefully.

After diagnosing the pulse, her eyebrows twitched, and she asked the patient while examining the abscess on the patient's body with a golden needle.

"When did he start to fester?"

"Where have you been before this?"

"But was bitten by some poisonous insect?"

Looking at her posture, the young man inexplicably believed that she must have a way to heal the person on the bed, and the restlessness he had been feeling for the past few days returned to normal.

"These days, Antai and I didn't go anywhere, we were all in the palace. He started doing this about five days ago." The young man said.

"At the beginning, he only had a small blister on his arm, the size of a mung bean, which was very itchy."

"At first he couldn't hold back the scratching, but then he couldn't. After he scratched the skin, the blisters were like ants laying eggs, and soon spread all over the body, and finally became like this."

"I don't know if he was bitten by a poisonous insect, but looking at his condition, I think it is very similar."

"But one thing is very strange, why was he the only one bitten in the entire palace, and none of us were bitten?"

(End of this chapter)