Hey, you are reborn too?

If I tell the prince the truth and say that he is not sick, will he kill me?

While Xie Yongwei was thinking, the voice of the young man leaning on the bed came one after another: "What? Are you too sick to describe it?"

Xie Yongwei heard the impatience in his tone.

He also knew that if he didn't find an explanation quickly, he would probably be "executed".

Although she was not afraid, she didn't want to cause trouble for the Medical Valley.

After careful consideration, Xie Yongwei said, "Your condition is indeed a bit complicated, but it's not a big deal. Let me prescribe you a prescription that should be able to relieve the symptoms."

Xie Yongwei looked calm and composed.

In fact, she was speechless to the extreme.

Prince Beili is not sick at all. No matter what medicine is prescribed, it will almost certainly cause harm to his body.

After all, "all medicines are poisonous".

But Prince Beili seemed extremely happy when he heard this. He ordered the group of people standing with their heads bowed, "Come here, bring the pens and ink."

After saying this, he turned around and looked at Xie Yongwei: "Then, I'll have to trouble this lady."

Xie Yongwei thought carefully and wrote the prescription slowly.

Her eyes were half-closed, her expression focused, and a piece of small regular script flowed out from the tip of her pen, which looked quite decent.

But in fact, only Xie Yongwei knew that what she prescribed was not a life-saving treatment at all, but just an ordinary tonic prescription.

But the prescription I prescribed this time is different from ordinary tonic prescriptions.

The few medicinal herbs in it were her personal creation.

It will neither conflict with the medicinal properties inside nor be of any use. It is even relatively expensive and looks intimidating.

After Xie Yongwei finished writing, she handed the prescription to the servant waiting beside her without blushing or feeling nervous.

It's not her fault that she prescribed this tonic recipe, it's just that Prince Beili doesn't have any physical illness, and over-supplementing him would be bad.

The useless medicinal materials mixed in it are just a cover-up.

After all, given how much the Beili royal family cherishes this prince, they would definitely not use this prescription directly.

They would definitely find a doctor they trust and look at the prescription again and again before trying to get the medicine.

Anyway, the Beili royal family is not short of money, so no matter how precious the prescriptions they write are, they will still find someone to check them.

Moreover, the medicinal materials used are rather rare, which makes the recipe more precious. At least, it looks quite impressive.

Xie Yongwei also did not forget her master's instructions. Her master asked her to just investigate the situation, but given the level of suspicion of Prince Beili, Xie Yongwei had no doubt that he would not let her leave unless she prescribed a prescription for him.

In that case, I might as well prescribe a prescription to appease him.

Sure enough, after getting the prescription, the prince looked much better.

He even had the energy to care about Xie Yongwei and her group: "The miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor, and the name of the Medical Immortal Valley is really well-deserved.

"There are so many problems that doctors can't see. It turns out that only the Medical Immortal Valley can see it.

"Ms. Xie, it's getting late now. It's too late to rush back to Medical Immortal Valley. Which inn in Wenyang do you plan to stay at tonight?"

Xie Yongwei actually didn’t think too much about it.

But thinking about Xie Yongxuan whom she saw before getting off the carriage, she felt that it would be nice to stay at Ping'an Inn.

Before he could say anything, someone outside hurriedly reported that he wanted to see His Highness.

The Beili prince had a gloomy face, but he let them in. However, he did not let Xie Yongwei and the others leave. So in front of Xie Yongwei and the other two, the prince asked, "What's the matter?"

The person who came in said nothing, but just stared at Xie Yongwei and her group.

Xie Yongwei was not frightened by the look in his eyes, but she knew that he was trying to drive her away, so before Prince Beili could get into trouble, she took the initiative to leave.

Sure enough, Prince Beili may have realized something and stopped stopping them.

But he said in a heavy tone, with an ambiguous sentence: "Miss Xie, see you later."

Xie Yongwei actually didn’t know how the two of them would be able to “meet again”, but this prince, who was weird in every way, made her feel uncomfortable.

Even every time the prince opened his mouth, she couldn't help but want to rub the hairs on her body.

After all, listening to that hard and concave tone is really uncomfortable.

As Xie Yongwei walked out, she was glad that she had finally gotten rid of this strange voice, but at the same time, she somehow thought of Jiang Mian's voice.

Speaking of which, Jiang Mian's voice is also relatively low.

But he was not like the prince, whose voice was so low that it seemed as if he had just emerged from the ground. Jiang Mian's voice was just right.

Xie Yongwei's sensitive ears showed her liking for Jiang Mian's voice which was as clear as mountain spring water.

Of course, Xie Yongwei never said these words to Jiang Mian.

After coming out of that room, whether going down the stairs or booking a room, Xie Yongwei always felt that there was a pair of eyes in a corner, watching her every move.

That corner is still changing.

Sometimes it's the dark corner of the guest room.

Sometimes, it becomes the back of a pillar.

And one time, Xie Yongwei suddenly turned her head and met the gaze of the person next to her.

That look was too familiar, and that person was what she had been thinking about day and night.

Xie Yongwei's eyes first stopped at this person's eyes for a moment.

Then, it began to slowly move around his body.

At this moment, the man was wearing a sky-blue brocade robe, holding a glazed teacup with his slender fingertips, and the joints were clearly visible where they were bent.

Xie Yongwei swallowed lightly.

Even though she didn't have very high requirements for her hands and had seen many hands, she had to say that Jiang Mian's hands were very much to her liking.

Those slender hands seemed to feel her gaze.

The fingertips that were playing with the cup paused.