The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

"I don't like it," Chu Yizhao admitted.

Wei Xingli didn't ask any more questions. He just rubbed the little hand in his palm with his fingertips and asked, "Do you need help?"

Chu Yizhao stared at him in a daze, "What do you know..."

"At the Xiangfu banquet, you reminded Qin Sui not to fall into his friend's trap, but you sent Chu Yunyu in."

Wei Xingli raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You want to be a matchmaker?"

Chu Yizhao exclaimed, "How come you are so well-informed?"

Let’s not talk about Chu Yunyu.

That day, she took Chang Nian to buy a coat and ran into Qin Sui, who gave her a few suggestions.

"That store is my property. The shopkeeper said that you had a very pleasant conversation with Qin Sui, so I went to ask him," Wei Xingli said as a matter of course.

"You...you still go and ask him?"

Chu Yizhao was surprised.

“Ask him about his homework”

"You asked him about his homework?!"

Chu Yizhao was surprised, because he was the best among the talented people in the capital.

"Why, I can't ask?"

“Can can can…”

Chu Yizhao admitted defeat.

It's not her who is embarrassing herself by showing off her skills in front of an expert.

She picked up her pen, dipped it in ink and began to write a letter.

As soon as the letter was received, Wei Xingli pestered Chu Yizhao for a while, but finally couldn't hold it anymore and went back to sleep.

He reluctantly returned to Qingshan Courtyard. Feng Zhi ran over from the side room, looked around him, and said in amazement,

"You haven't been sick much recently, and your health has improved a lot. At this time of year in previous years, you couldn't even stand up.

What did that girl give you to eat?"

"Didn't you read that medicine?"

"That medicine is clever, but it only warms the blood and has no other effect."

Feng Zhi was in high spirits and tried to pull up Wei Xingli's eyelids, but was kicked away.

"Get out of here"

Wei Xingli was so angry that he suppressed his anger for the entire afternoon and almost burned himself to death.

When he thought of the kid from the Quan family coveting Chu Yizhao, he wanted to stab this pedantic scholar to death with a sword.

But in front of Chu Yizhao, he didn't dare to lose his temper. The little girl would be soft-hearted and would not tolerate toughness. If she found out that she was being followed, she would definitely not let him off.

"Ouch!" Feng Zhi covered his leg and fell to the ground, "You have no conscience. I have served you for so many years, and you beat me just because you want to..."

As he was talking, the voice gradually faded away...

He glanced at the man sitting on the bed, his eyes darkened and his brows were filled with hostility. He had removed the softness and obedience he showed in front of Chu Yizhao, and his whole person became almost pathologically gloomy.

Feng Zhi stood up timidly, not daring to offend him at this moment. Hearing him summon Lu Feng and talking about the book house, Feng Zhi was not interested. He still wanted to know why Wei Xingli's illness suddenly got better...

If you can overcome the dying disease,

It will go down in history!

Chu Yizhao arrived late, and two imperial doctors had already arrived in the side room.

"A Ming..."

The woman on the couch had a pale face, was breathing heavily, and called her.

"Princess" Chu Yizhao closed his head and sat beside the bed to feel her pulse.

"Why did you come just now..." Qian Yang moved forward slowly and grabbed Chu Yizhao's wrinkled sleeve. Unlike the sharp claws of her predecessors, her weak hands could only hold the edge of the sleeve loosely.

Qiaoyu stepped forward and whispered, "Princess Qianyang can't see you, so she won't say anything."

Chu Yizhao paused slightly, then raised his thin fingers and pressed down again.

After a while, her face gradually became solemn. She withdrew her hand and looked at the two doctors, "Seniors, have you examined it?"

There were two white-bearded old men in the room. One of them bowed and replied, "I have seen it. Before I came here, His Majesty said that if the princess is fine, she will move to the temporary palace. Now, I am afraid we have to wait a little longer..."

Qianyang was sweating profusely from the pain, and grabbed Chu Yizhao like a life-saving straw, "I'm in so much pain... Is there any... medicine?"

Chu Yizhao frowned.

The wound on Qianyang's back was so deep that it almost split her in half. It could not heal in a short period of time. Huaichun and Qiaoyu took turns to apply medicine to her to stop the bleeding every day.

The wound heals slowly and the pain is severe. The person is unconscious and cannot feel the pain. Now that he is awake, if the delicate Jinzhi does not take medicine, she will probably die from the pain...

Doctor Zhang was very worried. "The princess's injury is too serious. Ordinary painkillers may not be of any use."

The two imperial doctors sent by Emperor Yuan An had direct access to the emperor's ears and held high positions in the Imperial Hospital. They said that they could not come up with any good medicine...

Chu Yizhao thought of Wei Xingli's words and rolled his eyes, "Let's open it first. We can't let the princess suffer like this."

The two old men bent over to get a prescription, talking to each other, and wrote on a piece of paper with a sad tone.

After the two left, Qian Yang leaned on the edge of the bed, already unconscious from the pain. Chu Yizhao held the paper and took a closer look.

"The older the people in the Imperial Hospital are, the more timid they become."

Even the red flowers dare not bloom.

After boiling out a prescription,

Lighter than white porridge.

Qiaoyu complained, "They are timid and don't allow us to be brave. When I apply medicine, they keep nagging and forbidding us to use it. Every time they come, they find faults. It's obvious that they look down on us."

“It’s normal to look down on it.”

Chu Yizhao squeezed the prescription into a small ball, then threw it out the door.

There are many people who look down on her, but they cannot cause trouble for her.

She has to take the risk, but she still has to put on airs.

How could such a good thing happen?

...

"The dosage of the medicine they prescribe is very small every time. Even I can see that," Qiaoyu muttered.

“It’s human nature to be afraid of death”

Chu Yizhao sat on the stool where the previous two people had sat, and used the remaining ink to write another prescription on the remaining white paper.

Severe cases require strong medicine.

Qianyang is like this, if she lives, she will be meritorious, and if she dies, she will do nothing wrong.

But if any of the medicine is mixed up, upon closer inspection, the elderly person in his seventies or eighties will have to bring disaster to the entire family.

Chu Yizhao blew on the untouched ink and handed it to Qiaoyu, "Make it according to this recipe."

"Pain relief?" Qiaoyu was curious.

"Hanging for life"

In the pharmacy filled with bitter fragrance, Chu Yizhao held a small knife and carefully sliced ​​the skin of the pear blossom snake.

There were three lamps in the dim little room. In the cold night, Chu Yizhao's forehead was actually sweating.

In her previous life, she made a kind of golden medicine, which could stop bleeding in ten breaths, but it would not stop the pain...

Qianyang was seriously injured, and she kept thinking, what if she woke up and couldn't bear the pain? Tianguang left a lot of prescriptions, but she had never tried any of them.

Among them is a white hemp painkiller, which can make people feel like they are falling into a dream.

This medicine requires an important ingredient.

The skin of a spotted snake.

She thought,

The spotted pear flower should also be spotted...

Maybe the effect is better.

Just one thing, the prescription said some snake skin, but didn’t say the specific dosage…

The medicine made in this way is entirely controlled by the hands and feelings of the pharmacist and can easily become waste medicine.

You can only find someone to try it slowly.

That world-famous golden wound medicine was also invented by her through repeated trials.

But the medicinal properties of the two are different. The wound medicine is mild and will not put people's lives in danger. However, this painkiller is extremely toxic.

We can't let Qianyang try it rashly.

We have to catch someone first.

Crush the skin mud and medicine into powder.

The hands that had touched the dead snake's skin and flesh smelled extremely fishy and could not be washed clean no matter how hard Chu Yizhao tried. He almost vomited.

"Why are the herbs that Master uses always so disgusting?"

When Chu Yizhao got up in the morning and was dressing up, he complained to Huaichun.

“There are hundreds of diseases in life, and hundreds of medicines to take. Normal medicines treat normal diseases, and abnormal medicines treat strange diseases.

The Taoist priest is a genius in the world. He does not follow the usual path. Unlike ordinary doctors, he can save more people. "

Huaichun held a gilded and silver hairpin inlaid with gems and put on makeup for Chu Yizhao.

Looking at the gorgeous and noble girl in the mirror, Chu Yizhao couldn't help but smile and said, "I am more and more addicted to makeup now. I wear all kinds of gold, jade and jewels all over my body."

Huaichun was tidying up the dressing table. "Miss, you are not greedy for makeup, but greedy for food. You are deliberately making me jealous. The gold, silver, jade hairpins, brocade clothes and silks in your storeroom are piled up to overflowing. If you don't take them out to wear, they will be taken away by mice."

Huaichun was just joking, but Chu Yizhao took it to heart.

In the past, when she was young, she liked flowers in her hair instead of gold and jade, and she was simple, elegant and refreshing. During this period, she received a lot of medical fees and rewards, especially the thirty-six pieces of gold silk brocade, which was the most valuable.

Wei Xingli loved to pick things for her. He was always exquisite and decent, and every thing he gave her was ingeniously crafted.

I unconsciously put on more clothes.

Money is not a crime, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Such extravagance may really attract a big rat.