Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Seeing Yang Rongxin like this, Zhou couldn't help but sit down on the ground weakly with her shoulders drooped. Why did her heart become like this?

Her heart wants to be the fourth prince's consort, or even the queen!

Her heart must not be broken, never!

At this time, Doctor Wen came in hurriedly carrying a medicine box, followed by Su Ju, who had an expressionless face.

The moment Zhou saw Doctor Wen, she could no longer hold back her emotions, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Cousin, you are finally here, please come and see Xin'er, what happened to my Xin'er!"

Doctor Wen reached out and helped Zhou up, his eyes full of distress: "Don't worry, cousin, I'll go see the eldest lady right away."

"Uncle, please save me, please save me..."

When Doctor Wen saw Yang Rongxin's face, he couldn't help but gasp. This, this was too disgusting. At this time, Yang Rongxin's hands and feet were tied up, but her body was extremely itchy and she was rubbing the quilt vigorously with her body.

Doctor Wen's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said to Su Ju behind him: "Hold her down and cover her mouth."

Su Ju looked at Doctor Wen in embarrassment. Yang Rongxin was her master, how could he hold her down and block her mouth?

Doctor Wen said with a look of anger: "Hold her down so I can feel her pulse. Block her mouth to prevent her from biting herself."

Madam Zhou also said anxiously: "Yes, Suju, hold the young lady down and tell her not to move. Qiuyu, use a handkerchief to cover the young lady's mouth."

"Yes"

"It's itchy, itchy, oooooo...it's itchy..."

Yang Rongxin cried, Suju held her down, Qiuyu blocked her mouth, and finally, she could only make a "wuwuwu" sound.

Zhou turned her head away with tears in her eyes.

Doctor Wen took her pulse and his brows grew deeper and deeper.

He shook his head and said, "This young lady has been poisoned, and the poison is very strong. It won't kill people, but it will make people's whole body itch extremely, and slowly fester and rot, and the whole body will be ulcerated and without any skin left."

“Hmm… wuwu… wuwu…”

Yang Rongxin cried and shook her head, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Zhou was like an eggplant hit by frost. She asked in despair, "Cousin, is there any solution? Xin'er is my life. What should I do now? What should I do?"

Doctor Wen shook his head and sighed, "The person who poisoned the woman is very cruel. I have never seen such a poison before. The only thing we can do now is to relieve the itch of the young lady. Give me one day to study the ingredients of the poison and prepare an antidote."

Zhou asked hurriedly: "How to relieve it?"

Doctor Wen pulled out a yellow medicine bottle from his wide sleeves: "Prepare a large bucket, put warm water in it, pour in this medicine, and change the water every hour. The pustules on the face need to be punctured with a silver needle and squeezed out. Do not let them fester or rot, otherwise the toxins will enter the bones and muscles, and this face will be beyond saving."

Zhou took the yellow medicine bottle and said, "Qiuyu, go and prepare it quickly."

"Yes."

Zhou coldly glanced at the maids standing outside Zhaohua Garden with their heads bowed: "No one can tell anyone that the eldest lady was poisoned and disfigured, otherwise, I will definitely make sure she dies without a burial place."

"Husband, Madam, don't worry, we will never tell anyone."

Zhou looked at Su Ju solemnly and said, "Seal off this yard. No one can enter or leave."