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Chapter 122 Got Hit by the Scepter?

Prince Wenhao walked forward to steady Prince Huai. Then Princess Ji hurried to say, “Wenhao, you’d

better let the servant do the job in case you get yourself infected.”

Hearing that, Qingling felt like burning with annoyance. She put on stethoscope and huffed to Princess

Ji, “Princess Ji, you are not helping at all! Instead, you have been instigating. Why don’t you get out to

have a cup of tea and enjoyed your gossiping time with others. That’s what you are good at!”

Frozen, Princess Ji had never expected her to say such mean words. Then she looked at Ms. Lu with

guilty face, “Ms. Lu, I am so sorry for not helping.”

Actually, Ms. Lu also found it annoying when hearing Qingling’s sarcasm. So she refuted, “You have no

right to ask her out! If it weren’t for Princess Ji’s efforts to ease the whole residence, it would have been

a chaos right over here. How dare you show disrespect to the senior before we really figure out if you

do have some kind of proud talent in treatment.”

Qingling was rendered quite annoyed, “Ms. Lu, your son is still sick on the bed. Hard to predict how

much time he still has. By the order of His Majesty, I am here to save him, not to worsen his situation. I

have explained clearly to you about the mask. The illness is highly contagious. A mask is to prevent

further infection. I don’t care whatever you think about it or how much you hate it. But both you and

Princess Ji shall never do anything to hold back my treatment plan. I don’t know what she is up for. But

I am sure she doesn’t love your son as much as you do. Now I am the doctor. I am on the same side of

the patient and also the family of the patient. If you are sensible enough, you should be on my side.

After all, even His Majesty chose to follow my advice when speaking of the treatment.”

“Princess Chu, I don’t know what you meant by insinuating that I am up for something. What should I

be up for? I can’t afford to be blamed for nothing.” Princess Ji hurried to defend herself before Ms. Lu

spoke.

“Princess Ji, I am not interested in arguing with you. You should just stand by and watch or get out.”

Qingling said straightforwardly.

When Ms. Lu was about to utter, Qingling looked over to her, “Ms. Lu, think twice before making

speech.”

After some consideration, Ms. Lu turned to say to Princess Ji, “Forget it. There’s no need to argue.”

Princess Ji let out a sigh, “Okay, I will keep quiet.”

As it was a talk between ladies, Prince Wenhao deemed it unnecessary for him to cut in. But he

couldn’t help casting a look of appreciation to Qingling, whom he assumed that Princess Ji would get

her too mad to keep sober. However, Qingling actually managed to refute and stop their questioning by

reasonable words pointing out that Princess Ji was planning something fishy, which left her no room to

argue again.

Of course, Ms. Lu had never been a light-headed type. She just temporarily lost her soberness

because of agitation and also her mistrust about Qingling, which led to her great suspicion.

But after hearing what she just said, Ms. Lu was inspired.

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Majesty.

So Qingling had no reason to do harm to Prince Huai.

However, Princess Ji had been stirring up troubles with the excuse of wearing mask. At a second

thought, she did look like trying to sow discord. Besides, she still insisted to stay even with the

guarantee of Qingling.

And for sure, Ms. Lu was quite aware of the reasons why those princes frequently dropped by for a visit

during these days.

Prince Huai had been haunted by the illness for three years. But only Prince Wenhao had actually paid

regular visit for all these years.

But now his brother princes all started to show up in the residence to express their concern about him.

Even Prince Ji suddenly moved in. Obviously, they all wanted to win themselves some kind of

reputation of “Caring Brothers”.

At the thought of that, Ms. Lu was no more confused. She deliberately stood in Princess Ji’s front to

block her sight.

Meanwhile, little did Qingling know the change of Ms. Lu’s attitude. She just checked Prince Huai’s lung

and heartbeat with the stethoscope.

But it was quite tricky to deal with phthisis because of the lack of medical machine. What was worse,

she wasn’t a doctor with rich clinical experience.

She put away the stethoscope and then pressed on his liver and stomach to ask if he felt hurt. Prince

Huai recalled that he had been once bothered by stomachache for a period of time. But he seemed to

be free from stomachache recently.

Then he asked, “Does it have anything to do with my illness?”

Qingling replied, “Well, I gotta do something more to make sure if the tubercle bacillus had infected

your stomach or somewhere else. From now on, the following 15 days will be the key of treatment.

Prince Huai, please, do remember to follow my advice. I mean abide by it absolutely. Never stop taking

medicine. Never! If you do, I am afraid I can no longer save you.”

“So now…” his eyes turned to be serious, “you mean now you can save me?”

“There’s no absolute guarantee in the dictionary of doctors’. But your illness has gone wild for too long.

Well, I’ll do my best.” Said Qingling.

“The doctor said I only got less than ten days left. Now it’s my last three days, I suppose.” Prince Huai

said composedly.

But Qingling shook her head to deny, “Your lungs haven’t been disfunctional. As for you coughing

blood, it will be controlled in a week, I reckon. You might even find yourself almost recover from cough

overnight just today. But it still takes quite a long time to full recovery. Prince Huai, if you keep going, I

will always do my best.”

Hearing that, Prince Wenhao felt warm in his heart. Staring at her, he found himself amazed by her

recently.

Prince Huai said softly, “Thank you.”

“Now just take a sleep.” Qingling turned to look at Ms. Lu, “Ms. Lu, shall we leave? Prince Huai needs a

rest.”

Ms. Lu nodded. She stretched her neck forward a bit to see how was his son. Then she left, looking a

bit reluctant.

Now she finally grew some hope, but it wasn’t brought by any of those royal doctors. Instead, it was

because of Qingling, which she still felt unsure about.

Qingling also walked out. Prince Wenhao actually wanted to stay a bit longer to have a talk with his

brother. But Qingling got him out, “Hey, don’t bother the patient.”

“Get off me. You are embarrassing me in front of others.” Prince Wenhao followed her out reluctantly,

complaining in his mind that Qingling seemed to learn to put on airs ever since she got the scepter.

There stood a horde of people outside the room. Even Prince Wenqing and Mingcui, who were both

absent just now, actually showed up here.

Prince Wenqing led Prince Wenhao aside as soon as he saw him.

Prince Wenhao was speechless for his weird move.

Actually, both Prince Wenqing and his wife had arrived for a while. But they had to wait outside as

Qingling was doing diagnosis for Prince Huai just now.

But he still kept something in mind—Mingcui falling into water.

He led Prince Wenhao to a corner and asked, “Wenhao, it has been five days. You should tell me

something about my wife falling into the water.”

Prince Wenhao felt like he wanna slap him while looking at him.

“What do you expect from me?”

Prince Wenqing was surprised with his eyes wide open, “Of course an apology to Mingcui. I mean let

Qingling apologize. If not, I gotta tell His Majesty about it.”

Prince Wenhao smiled, “His Majesty has already known it.”

“He knew it?” as Prince Wenqing recalled that there were so many people on spot that day, it should be

within expectation that his father was told about it.

“So what about His Majesty’s attitude?”

“His Majesty sent her here to cure Wenhuai. If she makes it, she will be acquitted of the blame.”

Prince Wenqing murmured, “Why didn’t His Majesty ask her to apologize to Mingcui. Wenhao, just tell

her to apologize.”

Prince Wenhao shrugged, “I don’t dare.”

Prince Wenqing was shocked.

‘You don’t dare? Am I mistaken?’

He couldn’t believe that Prince Wenhao actually feared his own wife.

Prince Wenhao explained, “The Retire Emperor, our grandfather, has offered her a scepter, claiming

that she has the right to hit whoever offending her with the scepter.”

Prince Wenqing almost dropped his jaw, “What? Why? Unbelievable!”

“You may have a try if you doubt it. Well, I did get hit last night.” Speaking of that, Prince Wenhao

couldn’t help sighing.

Seeing that, Prince Wenqing could tell he must feel awful and greatly humiliat