Time Travel Female Queen, Legend of Medicine Saint

"Ninth Prince?" Jiang Qingchen was shocked. Didn't Bai Shuang say that he would go to the capital to rescue Bai Ziliang? Bai Ziliang was the Ninth Prince?

But the emperor’s surname is not Bai either. What’s going on? A fake name?

No wonder he left her suddenly. It turned out that he was a prince with a fake name, fake identity, and fake feelings.

The man in black didn't understand why Jiang Qingchen's coldness suddenly disappeared.

She nodded without knowing why and repeated softly, "Yes, Ninth Prince. Lord Bai Shuang is the bodyguard beside Ninth Prince. You are invited to go, naturally, to heal the Ninth Prince's injuries."

Jiang Qingchen didn't speak anymore. Her heart sank to the bottom. After experiencing so many things, the only thing that supported her was Bai Ziliang's feelings.

If this relationship is fake, her support is illusory, and her spiritual support is a joke.

"Doctor Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Bai Shuang noticed that Jiang Qingchen's body seemed to fall apart, and there was no life left. What was going on, "Are you injured?"

Qingchen shook her head and nodded again. She was hurt and her heart was hurt. She suddenly felt that she was so stupid. How could she fall in love with a dummy?

"Miss Jiang, get on your horse. Let's continue on our way." Bai Shuang stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Qingchen. She turned and ordered the guards, "Take good care of this hostage and secretly escort him to the palace."

Jiang Qingchen was helped onto the horse by Bai Shuang. Her face was pale and she was in a daze. Knowing Bai Ziliang's true identity just now was like a bolt from the blue to her.

She always thought that she and Bai Ziliang had a sincere relationship, but now it seems that all of this is fake, and he has never treated her sincerely.

The gate of the palace was already in sight, and Jiang Qingchen felt mixed emotions in his heart.

On the one hand, she hated Bai Ziliang for concealing his identity and deceiving her feelings; on the other hand, she was worried about Bai Ziliang's injury, fearing that he would never wake up again.

"Miss Jiang, are you okay?" Bai Shuang noticed Jiang Qingchen's strange behavior and asked with concern.

Jiang Qingchen didn't answer, her eyes fell on the Ninth Prince's bedroom inside the palace gate. Many imperial doctors and guards gathered there, and it was chaos.

She knew that Bai Ziliang was there, his life or death uncertain.

The two of them hurried into the palace and went directly to the Ninth Prince's bedroom. Jiang Qingchen didn't speak a word along the way, but followed Bai Shuang silently.

She was in a state of confusion, and images of being with Bai Ziliang kept flashing through her mind.

When they arrived at the palace, a strong smell of blood hit their nostrils. Jiang Qingchen saw the Ninth Prince lying motionless on the bed, his face pale and his eyes closed.

The doctors gathered around the bed and were busy, but they all looked embarrassed.

"Bai Ziliang..." Jiang Qingchen murmured the name, with mixed feelings in his heart. She walked to the bed and looked at Bai Ziliang's face carefully.

The face that had once made her heart flutter, now looked so pale and frail.

"Miss Jiang, he was seriously injured." An imperial doctor looked up at Jiang Qingchen and sighed, "It's a blessing to be able to save his life."

Jiang Qingchen's heart sank. This imperial doctor was not lying. Bai Ziliang's injuries were indeed serious, so severe that even she was helpless.

She felt a strong sense of self-blame and guilt in her heart. If he had not left Yong'an City, none of this would have happened.

"Miss Jiang." Bai Shuang patted Jiang Qingchen's shoulder gently, with pleading eyes, "The most important thing now is to treat the Ninth Prince."

Jiang Qingchen came to her senses and knew that she could not continue to be immersed in hatred and sadness. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

She decided to go all out to save Bai Ziliang. No matter whether he had concealed his identity and deceived her before, or whether his feelings for her were true or false, she no longer thought about it.

"I want to give him an acupuncture." Jiang Qingchen said firmly to Bai Shuang, "Prepare a quiet room immediately."

Bai Shuang nodded and immediately gave the order. Soon, a group of maids entered the palace carrying hot water and clean gauze.

Jiang Qingchen asked them to move Bai Ziliang to a bed in the quiet room, and then began to clean his wounds, change dressings, and disinfect...

At this time, the emperor heard that the guards of the Ninth Prince had brought a folk doctor over, and he was worried, so he went down to court early and went directly to the Ninth Prince's palace.

Just when Jiang Qingchen was about to give the Ninth Prince acupuncture, the emperor asked worriedly, "How sure are you of giving acupuncture?"

Jiang Qingchen didn't notice anyone else. Her attention was all on the Ninth Prince. Bai Shuang reminded her softly, "Miss Jiang, the Emperor is here, please give me the long live gift."

"What kind of gift are you giving? It's important to save people now. Everyone else who has nothing to do with it should go out." Jiang Qingchen lowered his head and sorted the medicinal materials and tools.

Bai Shuang and Bai Xue didn't expect that she would dare to speak like this in front of the emperor, and wanted to remind her, but the emperor waved his hand to signal them not to disturb her treatment.

Lian Feng Miaoshou's descendant Feng Yuan couldn't get good medical treatment in the capital. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, she would let the doctors treat him. The Ninth Prince was her most beloved prince.

Jiang Qingchen was the only one in the quiet room, and Bai Xue Baishuang helped her. Before giving the acupuncture, Jiang Qingchen carefully checked Bai Ziliang's pulse.

His pulse was weak and confused, and the knife wound was deep, just missing his heart. She took a deep breath and gently inserted the silver needle into his acupuncture point.

Every time the silver needle was inserted, lifted, and pierced again, Jiang Qingchen concentrated on it without any distractions.

She knew that this might be the only thing she could do for Bai Ziliang. Deep down, despite resenting his deception, she hoped he would survive.

Time passed little by little, and the room was quiet, except for the sound of the silver needle touching the acupuncture points and the occasional low moan.

The doctors knelt outside, lowering their heads nervously. They exchanged worried looks from time to time.

If it is cured, everyone will be happy; if it is not cured, someone will lose their head.

After a few hours, Jiang Qingchen finally stopped what he was doing. She leaned against the bed exhausted and looked at Bai Ziliang's sleeping face.

Although his face was still pale, his breathing had become much calmer and his pulse had improved.

"How is it?" Bai Shuang asked anxiously, "Has the condition of the Ninth Prince improved?"

Jiang Qingchen nodded, "His injuries are serious, but at least his life is not in danger now."

She said, her voice was a little hoarse, "You need to take good care and rest. If you can wake up in three days, you will be fine. These three days are very important. Don't let anyone suspicious come near this place."

On the way, the man in black revealed that he was the main conspirator of the emperor's husband. She was shocked, fearing that the emperor's husband would come to plot to harm the Ninth Prince, so she had to be careful.

Bai Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." She looked at Jiang Qingchen with emotion, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Qingchen didn't speak, just shook his head silently.

Bai Xue also had a relaxed expression on her face, and she quickly came out to report to the emperor, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince's life is not in danger now. Doctor Jiang said that it will take another three days. If the Ninth Prince wakes up after three days, he will be fine. "

"What if I don't wake up?" Bai Huanglang asked anxiously. He still doesn't understand why the Ninth Prince directly blocked the sword with his body.