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"You'll know after trying it!" Jiang Ningwan immediately went to boil the medicine and gave it to all patients immediately, recording all the symptoms after taking the medicine.

A day passed, proving that the prescription was indeed effective.

Zhang Yunsong was extremely excited and walked out with the medicine in hand. "Great, the prescription is useful. I'll give it to them right away so they can save more people."

Jiang Ningwan, who was decocting medicine, heard this and her eyebrows jumped.

He immediately rushed over and grabbed Zhang Yunsong, "No!"

"why?"

Jiang Ningwan pulled Zhang Yunsong to a deserted corner and whispered, "Do you think Liu Wenyue will acknowledge your contribution after you give them the prescription?"

"Will he deny your prescription, then steal it and present it to the emperor?"

"Will the things you worked so hard to develop become his?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water that poured over Zhang Yunsong, and he immediately woke up.

"You're right. The envoy won't admit it. What should we do then?"

Jiang Ningwan took out the prescription she had prepared early in the morning and replaced the one in his hand. "Put this prescription under your pillow."

If things go as expected, the prince has fallen ill, and the emperor will anxiously send people to the Imperial Hospital to inquire about the progress. If Liu Wenyue knows that their prescription is effective, he will definitely come to steal it.

Zhang Yunsong was stunned for a moment, wondering why she was ready so early.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Jiang Ningwan also contributed to this prescription, and no matter what, Liu Wenyue cannot take the credit away.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Prince! What's wrong with you, Prince!"

Xiao Lan's sudden exclamation startled Jiang Ningwan.

He immediately ran into Qin Shuangchi's room and saw that the handkerchief Qin Shuangchi had coughed from was covered in blood.

shocking.

"What's going on? Why are you coughing up blood?" Jiang Ning grabbed Qin Shuangchi's wrist and took his pulse.

Qin Shuangchi didn't seem to have any symptoms these past two days, but I didn't expect that he was seriously ill. The epidemic had triggered an old illness.

"Has the prince ever suffered any serious injuries before? The kind that was life-threatening?"

Xiao Lan was extremely anxious and quickly opened Qin Shuangchi's collar. "Yes, he suffered internal injuries. That palm strike nearly shattered the prince's heart and lungs. There are still palm prints on him."

Qin Shuangchi frowned and immediately pulled up his clothes.

Although the collar was only opened for a moment, Jiang Ningwan also saw the palm print. The palm print must have been left because the poison gas had not dissipated completely.

This is really a terminally ill body.

"Your Majesty, may I give you acupuncture?"

"If there's toxic congestion in the chest and it's not cleared, it could be life-threatening over time."

Xiao Lan sighed and said, "The prince's health has been improved by many famous doctors, but to no avail. Acupuncture may not be of any use."

Jiang Ningwan couldn't guarantee that it would work, but she wanted to give it a try.

"Your Majesty, let me try, just consider this as a way to repay you for saving my life."

Hearing this, Qin Shuangchi's eyes darkened and his tone was cold: "You won't die, just prescribe medicine."

Refused.

Jiang Ningwan's heart sank.

Unable to force it, he had to give up and turned to prepare the medicine.

Liu Wenyue was well-informed. When he learned that the King of Chu was coughing up blood and his condition was getting worse, he immediately sent five or six people to help.

The yard suddenly became lively.

Jiang Ningwan had been busy for a few days and had some time to rest.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Yunsong hurriedly found Jiang Ningwan.

"You guessed it right, the prescription was stolen!"

Even he himself didn't know when it was stolen.

Jiang Ningwan raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Just wait, there's going to be something interesting to watch."

In the afternoon, a guard suddenly came up with a serious tone and shouted, "Who is Zhang Yunsong? Come with us."

Seeing this, Jiang Ningwan stepped forward quickly, "Is it about the prescription? I have a part in this matter, so I'll go with him."

The guard nodded and took Jiang Ningwan with him.

Chongde Hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn. Liu Wenyue and several imperial doctors knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

The emperor paced anxiously beside the bed, looking at the eldest prince who was vomiting blood on the bed, his expression furious.

He grabbed the unfinished medicine bowl beside him and threw it on the ground. "Zhang Yunsong, you prescribed this medicine! Your Imperial Hospital has been developing a prescription for curing epidemics for so long, and this is the only thing you came up with that harms people!"

The hall was silent and no one dared to breathe.

Zhang Yunsong immediately knelt on the ground, picked up the medicine bowl, tasted the remaining medicine, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, this prescription was indeed developed by me, but it is a failed prescription."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor was furious. "What?! How dare you give a failed prescription to the Crown Prince?"

Zhang Yunsong was extremely nervous. He followed Jiang Ningwan's instructions and said, "I had already discarded this prescription, but when I woke up today, I found that it was missing."

"I would like to ask Your Majesty, where did this medicine come from?"

Upon hearing this, the emperor's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Liu Wenyue!

Hearing this extremely oppressive voice, Liu Wenyue's heart trembled.

He hurriedly explained, "Yesterday, a patient in the Imperial Hospital took this prescription and it worked. Zhang Yunsong told me this himself and gave me the prescription himself."

Zhang Yunsong was shocked and retorted, "I never gave you any prescription!"

Liu Wenyue rebuked him confidently, "Now that something's wrong with the medicine, you're denying it. After all, that prescription was written by you!"

Zhang Yunsong had no way to defend himself.

But at this time, the emperor became increasingly impatient and said angrily: "I am not here to listen to you shirking responsibility!"

The hall was suddenly silent.

Jiang Ningwan spoke at the right moment: "In reply to the emperor, the new prescription developed by Imperial Doctor Zhang is indeed effective. When I was seriously ill, I couldn't get out of bed, but now I am much better."

"Doctor Zhang, please take out the real prescription."

Zhang Yunsong nodded, quickly took out the prescription and presented it to the emperor.

Jiang Ningwan quickly added, "To ensure safety, I'll prepare the herbs myself."

"allow!"

Then Jiang Ningwan got up to prepare the medicine.

The more Liu Wenyue thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Realizing that he had been tricked, he turned around and looked at her, his eyes filled with the desire to cut Jiang Ningwan into pieces.

After a while, Jiang Ningwan brought the medicine and gave it to the prince.

Soon, the prince's condition improved.

When the emperor saw this, his expression became much gentler and more relaxed.

"This prescription is indeed effective, Zhang Yunsong, I'll credit you for this achievement!"

Zhang Yunsong was delighted and quickly said, "I can't take all the credit for this! This prescription for curing the epidemic was developed by Miss Jiang and me together!"

The emperor was a little surprised when he heard this. He turned to look at Jiang Ningwan, "Okay, I was right about you. I asked you to go to the Imperial Hospital to help for a few days, and then you came up with this prescription to cure the epidemic!"

"I heard you personally cared for the sick and even contracted the plague yourself. You have both merit and hard work! I have a generous reward! Whatever reward you desire, just ask!"

Jiang Ningwan's heart tightened. She had finally waited for this opportunity.