The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

"Jinghe! Jinghe!" The old princess couldn't help but scream.

Shang Ruoyi couldn't help but sneer when she saw this scene. Did He Jinghe's brain die before it even grew out?

It's really not very useful.

Just as she was about to take the medicine box that Yingxue was carrying, He Yunyi snatched it away from her: "Sister-in-law, I'll help you get it."

Knowing that she wanted to watch the fun, Shang Ruoyi didn't understand. She was obviously a very lively child, so why was she raised by the He family to be so quiet?

She smiled and walked in with He Yunyi.

In the room, the old princess was anxiously asking Aunt Li to call a doctor.

Shang Ruoyi walked in and said with a smile: "Grandma, why do you need a doctor? Am I not a doctor?"

"Yes, yes, yes, look at grandma's memory." She pulled Shang Ruoyi to He Jinghe's bedside and said, "Go and check on Jinghe. Why are you dizzy again?"

He Yunyi pouted: "What do you mean fainted? It seems like he heard that his sister-in-law was coming and got scared."

"Don't talk nonsense." The old princess glanced at her.

Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "It's okay. His illness is easy to cure." She took out a row of silver needles, held them in her hand, and carefully measured them while muttering to herself, "Which silver needle is thicker?"

Silver needle?

粗？

He Jinghe, who was pretending to be unconscious, was shocked when he heard this.

He quietly opened his eyes a crack and saw that she was holding a handful of silver needles in her hand. He was so scared that he almost ran away.

Shang Ruoyi knew he was pretending to be unconscious, so she deliberately said, "These are thicker, Aunt Li, get some servants in."

Not long after, several strong servants came in. Everyone was a little confused. Why did they need servants to treat the disease?

Shang Ruoyi took out the thickest silver needle and said with a smile, "This one will do! It's better to make it thicker so that it can be inserted into the fingertips to wake you up faster."

He Jinghe squinted his eyes and saw that the silver needle in her hand was more than ten times thicker than previous silver needles, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Hearing his increasingly rapid breathing, she stabbed at his fingertips.

The piercing pain almost made him jump out of the bed.

No, he couldn't wake up. If he woke up, all his suffering would have been in vain. As long as he didn't wake up, Shang Ruoyi couldn't kick him out and he had to stay.

Shang Ruoyi didn't expect him to be so patient, but it was okay this way. She curled her lips and said, "It seems that his illness is really serious and very difficult to deal with."

He Jinghe was delighted when he heard her say that. It seemed that it was a foregone conclusion that he would stay.

As a result, Shang Ruoyi's next words almost made him faint.

"It seems that we can only give him acupuncture again." Shang Ruoyi said to the servants behind her, "Press He Jinghe."

Press?

The old princess was a little confused: "Ruoyi, why are you holding her down?"

"This set of acupuncture has a total of 49 needles, and each one must be inserted accurately. Otherwise, the person receiving the acupuncture will most likely bleed from all seven orifices and die. But if the person can withstand it, he will definitely be cured." She had a smile on her face and spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

What the hell?

Forty-nine stitches?

Isn't this asking for his life?

He Jinghe wanted to open his eyes at this moment and say that he was fine, so that he would not have to be pricked by Shang Ruoy anymore, but how could she give him this opportunity?

She quickly inserted the needle into his arm.

"Ah!" He Jinghe couldn't bear it anymore and cried out in pain: "It hurts! It hurts so much!" After saying that, he prepared to sit up from the bed.

Shang Ruoyi shouted loudly: "What are you still standing there for? Press it!"

Upon hearing this, the servants hurried forward and pinned He Jinghe, who was about to get up, down on the bed.

Shang Ruoyi gave him another needle in the arm.

This acupuncture point will amplify a person's sense of pain. If this continues, every needle will cause him great pain.

When the old princess saw He Jinghe wake up after one shot, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's amazing! Ruoyi's medical skills are too high!"

He Jinghe wanted to yell at him when he heard this, "What a tall ass!" This woman Shang Ruoyi must have known that he was pretending to be unconscious and was deliberately taking revenge on him.

"Grandma! I'm well now, no need for injection." he shouted.

"No." Upon hearing this, the old lady refused outright: "Your sister-in-law said that this acupuncture must be completed forty-nine times, otherwise you will bleed from all seven orifices and die."

"Grandma, she lied to you. I was just pretending. I'm not sick!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Ruoyi continued to pierce the needle: "What the medical books say is true. When acupuncture is performed, the patient will talk nonsense."

"Bullshit! Let me go!"

Shang Ruoyi sneered: "Look, you're talking nonsense again."

Seeing He Jinghe's angry look, the old princess said, "Jinghe, just forty-nine needles. Just bear with it and it will pass."

Tolerate?

How to bear it?

Then, the whole He Mansion was filled with He Jinghe's screams, and it was unknown how long it took before the screams stopped.

Shang Ruoyi put away the silver needles, looked at He Jinghe who was already in a semi-comatose state, and said to the old princess, "Grandmother, Jinghe's illness is very aggressive. Let him stay in the mansion for the time being! He needs acupuncture every day for seven consecutive days."

He Jinghe, who was lying on the bed, heard this and was about to refuse, but then he found that his throat was unable to make a sound.

"You see, the disease has reached the throat."

He Jinghe glared at Shang Ruoyi with anger in his eyes. This woman did it on purpose.

"Okay." The old princess took Shang Ruoyi's hand and said, "Ruoyi, Jinghe is in your hands now."

"Don't worry, grandma." Shang Ruoyi said with a smile, "I am best at treating difficult and complicated diseases."

The old princess looked at He Jinghe who was lying half-dead on the bed, turned and left, the worry in her eyes disappeared. Shang Ruoyi walked to the bed and looked down at He Jinghe.

"Bitch, how dare you do this to me."

"What are you talking about?" Shang Ruoyi pretended to be surprised and said, "It wasn't me who knocked you out. I was just treating you according to what the medical book said. I didn't charge you for the consultation for the sake of my grandmother. I'm already giving you face."

He Yunyi walked forward and pouted, "Isn't it? Sister-in-law's medical skills are so good that even the imperial doctors in the palace can't compare to her. Today she condescended to give you acupuncture, but you are not only ungrateful, but you even spoke rudely to her. You are really heartless."

"You! You guys!" He Jinghe struggled hard to sit up, but he had no strength at all. Looking at the dense needle holes on his arms, his eyes rolled back and he really fainted this time.

"Guard this room, and don't let even a fly in."

"Yes!"

The two walked out of the room, and He Yunyi smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you are so amazing!"

"what?"

"Deal with He Jinghe!" Her eyes flashed with excitement. "I have disliked him for a long time. Today he even pretended to be unconscious. He deserves it. Stab him to death."