After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Xie Tingyu held his breath and waited.

It was not until the court doctor took his pulse away from Shen Zhiyi's wrist that he asked with a pale face: "Doctor, how is she...?"

The court doctor sighed deeply: "Miss Shen has injured her heart meridian, I'm afraid she won't make it..."

After saying that, he stood up, picked up the medicine box, and shook his head: "Your Highness, please accept my condolences and prepare for your funeral!"

"Impossible!" Xie Tingyu roared with bloodshot eyes.

"I saw her yesterday and she was fine. How could she be broken now?"

He suddenly grabbed the palace doctor's collar and said, "You must save her for me! If you can't, you will be buried with her!"

The court physician was already nearly seventy years old and had a short stature. When the tall Xie Tingyu pulled him, his feet immediately left the ground.

He struggled, his face flushed, and his breathing became increasingly difficult.

Seeing that he would die if he continued like this, the court doctor said with difficulty: "Let me go, there is... there is a way..."

Upon hearing this, Xie Tingyu loosened his grip, and the court doctor fell to the ground, holding his rapidly beating heart and breathing heavily.

Xie Tingyu squatted down to look him in the eye and asked anxiously, "What's the solution? Tell me now!"

The sound was so loud that it startled the court doctor.

The court doctor hurriedly took a half step back and spoke tremblingly: "I can use the blood ganoderma to keep Miss Shen alive, and then Your Highness can go to the Nether Valley to find the old doctor Shen Nanqiang..."

"For such a serious injury, only the old miracle doctor can help."

Xie Tingyu's eyes were filled with surprise, and he nodded quickly: "Okay, I will send people to the Nether Valley later. You give Yi'er the blood ganoderma first!"

Seeing that the doctor was not moving, Xie Tingyu hurriedly urged: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and give her the Blood Ganoderma!"

The court doctor was obviously a little embarrassed: "Blood Ganoderma grows on the top of Tianshan Mountain. It is extremely rare. I only got half a plant by chance more than 20 years ago..."

Xie Tingyu understood immediately and his face darkened slightly. "How much silver do you want?"

The court doctor stretched out a trembling hand.

Xie Tingyu's face turned grim: "Five hundred taels of silver?"

The court doctor shook his head: "Gold."

Xie Tingyu:!!!

Where can he get so much money in such a short time?

But now Yi'er was seriously injured and couldn't care less.

He acted nonchalant and said, "Isn't it just five hundred taels of gold? Are you afraid that I will default on you? Hurry and give her the blood ganoderma!"

"If you delay treatment, I will skin you alive!"

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the court physician. He trotted back to get the blood Ganoderma lucidum. In front of Xie Tingyu, he cut the blood Ganoderma lucidum into small pieces, ground it, mixed it into the medicine bowl, and fed it to Shen Zhiyi.

Then he directed the maid to bandage Shen Zhiyi's wound through the screen.

Shen Zhiyi's complexion finally looked a little better.

After the court doctor took her pulse again and confirmed that she was not in danger of death, he clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness, as you can see, I have already given Miss Shen the blood ganoderma. Look at this gold..."

Xie Tingyu's face was grim. "All my money is in the bank. I'll give it to you when I have time to get the gold back in a few days."

The court doctor thought for a moment, took out a piece of paper with a prescription written on it from the medicine box, and handed it to Xie Tingyu respectfully with both hands.

"Your Highness, this Blood Ganoderma is a treasure that I have treasured for over twenty years. Now that Your Highness needs it, I will give it to You without hesitation."

"Your Highness said he would pay me in a few days. I dare not object to this, but Your Highness, would you mind giving me a written receipt?"

Except for Qingzhi and Yuzhi in Haitang Garden, the few remaining maids and servants in Prince Jing's Mansion are now in Xinlan Garden.

Without exception, several pairs of eyes were secretly watching the movements here.

Xie Tingyu's face was gloomy. After a moment of silence, he suddenly reached out, grabbed the paper from the court doctor's hand, and wrote a note in a few strokes.

He was just about to take it and throw it to the palace doctor.

He was grabbed by the court doctor, who smiled brightly after just one look. The two strands of beard on his lips twitched as he spoke: "Thank you, Your Highness. I'll take my leave!"

Then, he walked away.

Xie Tingyu felt very upset. He ordered two maids to take good care of Shen Zhiyi and then went back to the palace.

There was no other way. He owed someone five hundred taels of gold and even signed a receipt...