Before the house is confiscated, the enemy's warehouse is emptied and exiled

He couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Doctor Jia, what is the prince's pulse condition? Please don't keep us in suspense!"

As he said this, he almost got so anxious that he grabbed his collar.

Doctor Jia opened his mouth but hesitated to speak.

Although his medical skills were not as good as those of the Imperial Medical Bureau, he had been practicing medicine for more than thirty or forty years and was very experienced. Common diseases were not a problem for him at all.

He had examined the Fifth Prince's pulse before, and it had been weak and thin, a sign of deep poisoning. But today, after examining him again and again, he found his pulse to be steady and smooth, neither too strong nor too weak, neither floating nor sinking, showing no abnormalities.

What is the reason for this?

Could it be that the strange poison in the Fifth Prince has been cured?

No, it's impossible, I must be overthinking it! He immediately dismissed this ridiculous idea and shook his head.

Although the Fifth Prince had never revealed the specific condition of his illness to him, and only occasionally asked him to diagnose his pulse and regulate his breathing, he could tell from the prince's pulse that he was incurable and would not have much time left.

As a doctor, he wanted to help the prince, but he searched through medical books and could not find a cure. The poison the prince had contracted was beyond his ability to treat, and all he could do was to alleviate the prince's pain.

Moreover, in the entire vassalage team, he is the only accompanying medical officer, without even a female doctor. The exile team is a motley crowd. Where can a hermit come from who can cure the poison for the prince?

But the strange thing was that the prince's pulse had indeed returned to normal. He observed the prince carefully. Although he was still weak, his face gradually turned red.

Could it be that there really is such a strange person?

He couldn't help but think of the woman whose pulse the prince had asked him to take just now, Shen Qingge who was still in a coma.

He glanced at the woman in surprise, then immediately looked away. The woman was wearing coarse linen clothes and had shackles on her feet. She was a convict!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

However, this was not something he could say too much about, lest he make mistakes and lose his life.

So, he stood up, saluted the prince, and said hesitantly:

"I'm not sure about the prince's pulse, but I feel it's, uh... better than before! However, if you need to be more specific, please forgive my lack of knowledge. I need to go back and consult some medical books to confirm."

"How can I not see that? You are a quack. What use does the prince have for you?" Yun Yi looked at Doctor Jia and said angrily.

"Yun Yi, stop talking nonsense!"

Xiao Heng interrupted him harshly, then turned to look at Doctor Jia, his eyes gentle but his tone stern, he said:

"Doctor Jia, you've worked hard. Go down and rest first! Just keep today's pulse diagnosis to yourself. Otherwise, I'll be rude to you!"

Yun Yi, standing aside, also cooperated very well, glared fiercely and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Doctor Jia understood immediately, trembling with fear, and said tremblingly: "Your humble servant understands. I have never been here today, let alone seen any woman. I will take my leave!"

After saying this, he turned around and staggered out of the tent.

After Doctor Jia left, Yun Yi complained, "Master, why don't you let me scold him?"

"Don't you see how sweaty Doctor Jia is? This matter is clearly beyond his ability. Even if you beat him to death, it won't help.

Besides, I feel my blood and qi are flowing smoothly at the moment, and I'm not feeling unwell. What's the point of keeping him here?" Xiao Heng said calmly.

After hearing this, Cang Yu and the others could only nod in agreement: "Master, what you said is absolutely right!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Heng glanced at them, frowned, and said unhappily, "Didn't I tell you guys to go and rest? Why are you still here? Well, help Miss Shen up and let her rest on my bed!"

"Your Highness, this is against the rules. She's a fugitive, right? How can she..."

Before Cangyu could finish his words, he was choked back by Xiao Heng's gaze. Everyone had no choice but to help Shen Qingge onto the bed.

Xiao Heng also slid the wooden chair and slowly followed until he reached the bed, where he stopped and gently covered Shen Qingge with a quilt.

His action made everyone gasp in shock.

Everyone looked at each other, but did not dare to make a sound.

Cangnan nudged Yunyi with his elbow, winking and making faces, then leaned closer and whispered, "Who is this woman?"

Yun Yi shook his head and shrugged, indicating that it was a long story and he would talk about it later.

Then, in the entire tent, Xiao Heng was guarding the bed, while a group of worried secret guards stood with their backs to the bed, guarding it closely.

Fortunately, not long after, Shen Qingge woke up from his coma and was able to break this strange "deadlock".

She opened her hazy eyes, instantly aware of the strangeness around her, and sat up nimbly.

When Xiao Heng saw her wake up, he smiled and said softly, "Miss Shen, how are you?"

Only then did Shen Qingge look around and understand her situation. She immediately got out of bed with a bit of embarrassment, bowed and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I am fine!"

Then, she hesitated to speak, obviously not trusting the secret guards beside Xiao Heng, but she was also worried that others would misunderstand her relationship with Xiao Heng, so she was in a dilemma.

She turned her head and looked at Xiao Heng, who didn't seem to want everyone to leave.

Moreover, if they were asked to leave at this time, wouldn't it only further confirm that the relationship between the two was unusual?

She could only pretend to be calm and clear her throat, then took the initiative and said, "Your Highness, how are you feeling right now? If you don't mind, let me take your pulse for you."

When everyone heard this, they were surprised to find that this woman could also take pulses?

Each of them smiled slightly and glanced at Yun Yi, which made Yun Yi speechless!

However, Shen Qingge did not care about these things. She had shed her previous shy look and began to take Xiao Heng's pulse seriously.

The pulse is calm and gentle, neither slow nor rapid, neither thin nor strong, and has an even rhythm. This is a normal pulse.

Looking at the prince's expression again, the faint dark mark between his eyebrows had disappeared, and his pale face was now rosy.

It seems that the prince’s Seven-Star Begonia poison has finally been cured!

Shen Qingge was delighted and felt a sense of accomplishment, but she also knew that Xiao Heng had been poisoned for quite some time and there must be some residual poison in his body. He needed proper treatment before he could recover.

So, she thought for a moment and said calmly, "Your Majesty, I have examined your pulse and found that the Seven-Star Begonia poison in your body has indeed been cured!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the secret guards turned around excitedly, no longer caring about etiquette, and looked at Shen Qingge doubtfully.

Yun Yi was somewhat familiar with Shen Qingge, so he asked tentatively, "Madam Shen, are you serious?"

Shen Qingge nodded affirmatively. Upon hearing this, everyone cheered and even Xiao Heng smiled.

But in an instant, doubtful voices were heard from the crowd, and Cangyu asked:

"I am grateful to you, young lady, for saving the prince's life. However, please forgive my doubts.

"May I ask who the lady is? How do you have the ability to cure the most sinister poison in the world?"