Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

This malaria can be cured.

But if the cause of the disease is not found, she is worried that in a few days, the treatment here will be cured, and that will start again.

So at the moment, the urgent task is to find the source of the disease, is the key.

"Yes, princess, don't worry. I understand. I'll come and help them later. No one knows the terrain better than I do Bai Jianqiu nodded.

Yesterday was too busy.

Today, all the herbs are in place. Bai Jianqiu has a lot of martial arts, but she doesn't know much about how to use the decocting medicine to treat malaria.

With Yu Niang and other doctors here to help, she went to help those bodyguards and shadow guards, which was more useful.

"Well, Yu Niang, take what I wrote last night and go." Without delay, he took Yu Niang to the other side of the yard.

Just arrived.

Fan Ming came up in a hurry.

Pointing to the yard Road on the far side, "doctor Qin, there is a patient who is not very well. I was just about to go over and have a look. You are coming right now."

"Well, I'll see. The others will give it to you." Without delay, he walked directly to the other side.

Yu Niang is in the back, carrying the medicine box to follow, her face is as serious as before.

In the hospital, was placed in the middle of the patient, now has begun to twitch, unconscious.

Young words quickly went to the side, pulse, check pupil, tongue coating.

Then take out the medicine box that Yu Niang put on the ground.

The silver needle quickly pricked down several acupoints.

"Medicine, this, feed it. Two. " Young CI took a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box.

I lost it to Yu Niang.

Over the years, he took over and acted in accordance with his instructions.

Young people are preparing what they have at the same time.

His face was cold.

Side of the small cloth bag, inside, a row of their own made small scalpels.

The young man made a small cut in the patient.

Put out some fresh blood, use the next small bowl next, put aside.

Yu Niang was embarrassed at the moment, "Miss, this medicine can't be fed."

Take a look at the young words.

The patient's jaw was so tight that it couldn't be opened at all.

This pill is really hard to feed.

Young words slightly frown, take the pill directly, gnash teeth dark scold a, "damn."

But now, obviously, it can't be delayed.

The young man took a deep breath.

Decisively, next to the bottom of the medicine box to take out.

Inside, a small row of iron bamboo tubes.

Yu Niang has never seen this thing.

A little bit unexpected.

The medicine box that the eldest lady carries with her every day has a hidden compartment.

However, there is no time to explain these things. They just take out the contents.

Disinfect with candlelight and homemade alcohol.

This is the syringe she had prepared for a long time.

Just in case.

Unfortunately, the conditions in ancient times were so poor that she couldn't make disposable syringes at all.

With the oldest materials, we can only do so now.

"Yu Niang, tie this rope to this man's arm."

Hands moving, mouth command.

At this critical time, Yu Niang never asked much and only did what she was told.

A rope was tied to the patient's arm.

Young words were smeared with a little alcohol.

A few taps.

The veins inside, slowly unfold.

Young CI pushed the needle in his hand slowly.