A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

When Cui Xiaodie saw that Mu Liuxin had asked her, she immediately put on a wronged look and sobbed, "Your Highness, I don't know what I did to offend my sister. I just came to see the prince because I heard that he was unconscious, and my sister hit me. Waaah!"

"What? You said Chengjing is unconscious? What happened? Ali, is what she said true?"

Mu Liuxin and He Zhixuan were shocked to hear that He Chengjing had fallen into a coma. They asked Song Zhili in disbelief, waiting for her answer.

Seeing how surprised the two of them were, Song Zhili had originally wanted to keep it a secret and figure it out herself, but now that Cui Xiaodie had revealed it, she had no choice but to nod.

"Yes, but Your Highness, I didn't hit her for no reason. Look at how badly Qing Shuang was beaten. Also, she tried to have someone kill me just now. I only slapped her once, which is letting her off easy."

Qingzhu just escorted that thief into the dark dungeon. Your Highness, if Your Highness doesn't believe me, you can always ask Qingzhu.

He Zhixuan knew that Qingzhu was He Chengjing's bodyguard and had always been by He Chengjing's side protecting him. Since Song Zhili said so, he was more inclined to believe what Song Zhili said.

At the same time, his gaze fell on Cui Xiaodie, who was still crying. "You should go back first. There's no use in you staying here. We'll deal with this matter after Chengjing wakes up."

Seeing that both the princess and the prince sided with Song Zhili, Cui Xiaodie didn't say anything more. She just gave Song Zhili a wicked smile. Let them treat her like this. In a few days, they'll know that only she can save He Chengjing. Even if they all know that she did it, so what?

By then, He Chengjing will belong to her alone. No matter how capable Song Zhili is, he won't even give her a second glance.

Thinking this, she was secretly laughing her head off, but on the surface she still put on a wronged expression, bowed to Mu Liuxin and He Zhixuan, and then left with two maids.

Xiaoyue and Xiaorong, who were behind her, had just witnessed Song Zhili standing in front of Qingshuang without saying a word during such a dangerous moment. At that time, they were filled with envy, thinking that Qingshuang was really lucky to have such a good master.

The two women followed Cui Xiaodie back in trepidation. Their mistress had been beaten today, and they didn't know how they would be beaten when they got back.

Each of them had their own thoughts, and they quickly followed Cui Xiaodie away.

On Song Zhili's side, she led He Zhixuan and Mu Liuxin into the room. When the two saw He Chengjing lying unconscious on the bed, He Zhixuan immediately wanted to send someone to the palace to invite the imperial physician, but Song Zhili stopped him.

"Your Highness, I know medicine. Please don't make this public for now. I will definitely find a way to cure He Chengjing in the next few days."

When He Zhixuan heard Song Zhili say this, he remembered that Song Zhili knew medicine, and her medical skills should be quite good. Back when they were at the border, she had solved problems that other doctors could not solve.

What he remembered most vividly was that little soldier whose abdomen had been stitched up by Song Zhili. They thought he wouldn't survive, but he's still alive and well.

"Alright, then I'll leave Chengjing to you. I have some things to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. Madam, please stay here and keep Ali company."

Mu Liuxin nodded, and after watching He Zhixuan leave, she looked at He Chengjing with concern, "Ali, tell me honestly, what exactly happened? Is this related to Cui Xiaodie?"

Mu Liuxin didn't know why, but she just felt that this matter was related to Cui Xiaodie. She didn't understand why she had this feeling. She really felt that her family was unfortunate to have married a woman like Cui Xiaodie. However, they had no choice but to comply with the imperial decree.

Song Zhili was surprised that Mu Liuxin would ask such a question, her intuition was so sharp. Seeing how worried she was, she decided not to hide it from her anymore and nodded helplessly.

"Yes, she told me today that only she can save A-Jing, and that she only has seven days. She also said that if she dies, A-Jing will die too. So when I found out about this, there was nothing I could do about it."

Hearing this, Mu Liuxin's chest heaved with anger. Song Zhili quickly stepped forward to pat Mu Liuxin on the back and then said, "I want to try to revive A-Jing. If that doesn't work, I'll have to go find her."

After Song Zhili finished speaking, her gaze was cold and expressionless. At that moment, she dared not imagine what she might do.

Did she say how to save her?

Song Zhili shook her head. Cui Xiaodie didn't say anything, and she didn't know what to do either.

Seeing that Song Zhili didn't know either, Mu Liuxin went over to look at He Chengjing on the bed, and then she said to Song Zhili, "Ali, I'm sorry to have troubled you. Don't worry, I'll go to her courtyard to ask her in a bit. If I can find out, I'll send someone to tell you."

"Take good care of Ah Jing first, and don't worry about anything else."

Mu Liuxin also felt very sorry for Song Zhili, who had just gotten married and encountered such a thing.

Song Zhili nodded wearily, escorted Mu Liuxin to the door, and then saw Qing Shuang still standing there. Song Zhili waved to her, "Qing Shuang, come here."

Song Zhili called Qing Shuang over and had her sit on a chair inside the room. Then she asked Qing Shuang to extend her hand so that Song Zhili could take her pulse. Today, Qing Shuang had been slapped by that man in black and had even coughed up blood, so she must be seriously injured.

When Qing Shuang saw Song Zhili personally examining her, she could no longer hold back her tears. "Mistress, I'm fine. I'll recover from this injury in a few days. Don't be so foolish next time. My life is worthless and not worth you protecting yourself."

Qing Shuang cried harder and harder as she spoke. Song Zhili remained silent and instead carefully examined her pulse. Her pulse was extremely erratic, indicating that she had suffered severe internal injuries.

Song Zhili withdrew her hand, then took out paper and pen to write a prescription for her, and then took out a tube of ointment for her, "Don't cry, go and get the medicine and drink it, and apply this ointment three times a day, your face will recover in a while."

Song Zhili stood up and rubbed Qing Shuang's head. Actually, Qing Shuang was not even fifteen years old. When Song Zhili learned her age, she was very surprised, thinking that she must have suffered a lot to learn such good skills.

Since she had followed her, she wouldn't treat her badly. Today, seeing that she was willing to risk her own life to save her, she was quite moved.

Actually, she wasn't that stupid today, just standing there and letting herself be beaten. She was just gambling, trying to find out if this man in black was the same one who had kidnapped them last time. Sure enough, when she took out her gun, Song Zhili clearly saw the man in black's eyes turn to fear.

She was certain in her heart that this was the same person from last time. She was incredibly lucky that she hadn't killed him last time.