Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 34 a Little Better

Yuan Qingling stood up and stretched her aching painful hands. Her shoulders and cervical vertebra

were in so much pain that she almost couldn't bear it.

She looked around. Everyone present was not qualified to be an intern or even a nurse, so she couldn't

ask for help to them.

Princess, if it's really hard on you, why don't you ask Nurse Qi to help you? She's good at needlework.

Xu Yi suggested awkwardly. He had just caused a scene and was hoping to gain some respect back at

this time.

"If Your Highness is a set of clothes, you can ask her to help." Yuan Qingling said indifferently.

Yu Wenqing couldn't help asking, "What are you doing? The wound will heal naturally. Why do you sew

it up?" Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

It seemed that this woman knew some medical skills, but it was not an orthodox medical skill, but some

kind of witchcraft. That box was the witch doctor's box.

If it wasn't for his grandfather's orders, he wouldn't have allowed her to fool with him.

What she said ridiculous most was that his blood was not suitable for Yu Wenhao. They were born of

the same father and of one blood. Why couldn't he use it?

Yuan Qingling didn't want to talk to him at all. She turned around and relaxed her neck slowly.

Yu Wenqing was so angry. Chu Mingcui was right. Yuan Qingling was an arrogant liar and too proud to

care about others.

He firmly believed that Yu Wenhao getting better because of his Violet God Pill not Yuan Qingling.

And this hateful Yuan Qingling continued to sew the wound up.

During this period, Yu Wenhao woke up, but his consciousness was not very clear. He glanced at Yuan

Qingling in a daze and then fainted again.

Yuan Qingling knew that he was in great pain, because even in a coma, his body would still tremble

slightly because of pain. However, she had no choice because there was no anesthesia medicine

already.

This was very odd. The medicine chest seemed to be against Yu Wenhao. Yesterday, she saw a bottle

of anesthesia in the medicine chest, but she failed to find it just now.

The medicine chest seemed to have its own ideas. It thought that Yu Wenhao was too hateful, so it did

not give him anesthesia medicine.

While sewing the needles, Yuan Qingling thought that perhaps the medicine chest was her

subconscious reaction. And she was having a dream now.

She wanted to have fun in tiredness, but she failed because it was a matter of life and death.

By the time the wound was treated, it was almost noon.

Continued to inject blood, infuse anti-inflammatory.

Finally, in the evening, the situation gradually stabilized.

However, it was not optimistic, because she was not sure how serious the internal injury was. It was

still unknown whether the injury would cure at night.

Yuan Qingling asked them to rest in batches, and she also took the time to eat and lay down on the

ground to take a nap with a cushion.

At seven o'clock in the night, servant Chang came to ask about the situation. Tang Yang quickly woke

up Yuan Qingling.

When she got up from the ground, she saw servant Chang coming in.

Servant Chang looked at her with pity. He had witnessed how hard the princess had been working

recently.

"How is the prince?" Servant Chang asked softly.

"Getting better now, but I'll have to observe tonight." Yuan Qingling asked, "How is the Retired

Emperor?"

"He is throwing a tantrum!" Servant Chang said helplessly, "No one can persuade him to take the

medicine, even the king. He said it was too bitter."

Yuan Qingling nodded and said, "I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take back. Please serve him."

Now, she didn't want to hide it anymore. That fact that she knew medical skills would definitely be

exposed.

Yu Wenqing widened his eyes and said in horror, "You... you prescribed medicine to my grandfather?

Do you really know medical skills?"

Servant Chang looked at him with a smile. "Otherwise, why would the Retired Emperor drive her back

to treat you, my lord, in the middle of the night?"

Yu Wenqing looked up and down at Yuan Qingling, as if he didn't know her at all.

Servant Chang asked Yuan Qingling, "The Retired Emperor also asked that if the princess has

recovered from her injury?"

Yuan Qingling sighed inwardly. After all, the old man knew how to care about others.

"Thanks for concern. It's much better now."

Servant Chang smiled and said, "That's good. The Retired Emperor said that you should take good

care of yourself and strengthen your body. He is afraid that the next punishment will not be far away.

Only with a strong body can you bear more cane."

Yuan Qingling lowered her eyes and silently withdrew her words in her heart. This old man was very

bad.

Yu Wenqing widened his eyes again and looked at Yuan Qingling with envy. He knew that the Retired

Emperor had always been like this. The more he doted on someone, the more he would say such

words.

Why he doted on this woman? His grandfather cared so much about her just after she served him in

the palace for a few days.

After servant Chang left, Yu Wenqing looked at Yuan Qingling and asked lightly, "What kind of knockout

drops did you give my grandfather?"

Yuan Qingling glanced at him, ignoring.

"Speak, why are you so rude?" Yu Wenqing was very angry.

Without even raising her brows, Yuan Qingling said, "Go back to your home!"

"What do you mean?" Yu Wenqing was stunned. "What does this have to do with returning home?"

What he just said was her rudeness.

"I am driving you away!" Yuan Qingling said rudely.

"You... Who are you?" Yu Wenqing asked angrily.

Yuan Qingling said, "This is Prince Yu’s residence. I am Princess Chu. That's why."

Yu Wenqing was extremely angry and raised his hands. "Don't think that I'll leave. I'm going to keep an

eye on you here, so that you won't fool with my brother."

"Shut up if you don't want to leave!" Yuan Qingling glared at him and then turned to take Yu Wenhao's

temperature.

Yu Wenqing sat aside angrily and swore in his heart that when Yu Wenhao got better, he would ask

him to punish this woman.

Although he didn't leave, Yuan Qingling left after taking the temperature which had slowly dropped, she

could go out for a while.

She went to visit Holy.

When Nurse Qi saw her coming, she quickly got up.

Holy's condition was indeed much better. The wound had already slowly healed. After examined it,

Yuan Qingling said in a gratified tone, "Very good, the corneas had not been hurt, so his vision wasn't

affected."

Holy knelt on the ground and kowtowed. "Thank a lot, Your Highness."

"Get up. It's not necessary for a child to be so humble." Yuan Qingling pulled him up with one hand and

rubbed his forehead with a smile.

Holy was a bit flattered. He gave Nurse Qi a nervous look. Nurse Qi's expression was complicated. The

princess was so kind that as if she was indeed a completely different person.

Remembering that she had betrayed Yuan Qingling, Nurse Qi felt very uneasy and wanted to

apologize. However, she was afraid that Yuan Qingling was taking a temporary change. If she

confessed that she had betrayed her before, she would get even with her and make her miserable in

the future.

After sending Holy off, Yuan Qingling sat down and asked her, "What is the Herbal Tea? What kind of

harm will it do to the human body?"

Nurse Qi's eyes darkened, and only then did she remember that Yuan Qingling had drunk the Herbal

Tea before.

"Have you vomited blood, Your Highness?" Nurse Qi asked.

"Yes, I vomited blood three times in the palace." Yuan Qingling answered

"Then... in addition to vomiting blood, is there any other discomfort with you?" Nurse Qi was a little

nervous.