The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

"Your Uncle Li should be here by now. I'll go find him. You go and tell your mother first, so she won't worry. Then come back here and wait for me." Although Wang Boxing didn't like Dongfang Yu, he could never bring himself to refuse someone who was sick or weak.

Half an hour later, Wang Boxing quietly found Li Zhengji, whom he knew well in private. Because it was the emperor's birthday banquet today, all the ministers were attending. In the past, finding a royal physician would have been a very complicated matter.

Wang Boxing did not intend to let the Emperor know about this matter now. After all, it involved the princes of two countries and required careful consideration. The most urgent task now was to treat the injuries. He would ask the Emperor to uphold justice after Dongfang Yu's condition stabilized, and then it would not be too late to settle accounts with the Ling family.

You can hide for a while but you can't hide for a lifetime.

"Father, you're back." Wang Xiyue was overjoyed to see her father and father returning together from afar. Finally, someone was treating Dongfang Yu's leg, and she could breathe a sigh of relief and stop worrying so much.

"Uncle Li, thank you for coming to treat my friend!" Wang Xiyue knew that in the center of this power struggle, the fact that Physician Li could treat a hostage without the Emperor's order showed that he not only trusted her father but also had a kind heart. So she did not delay at all, quickly stepped forward, greeted him respectfully, and thanked him.

"You're too kind, child. Your father and I are sworn brothers. Besides, patients have no distinction of status or identity in my eyes; this is the foundation of medical ethics." Li Zhengji was impressed by the little girl's kindness and sincerity. He was amazed that she could go to such lengths for a stranger who was in trouble. Even he, an adult, might not have been able to do so.

Wang Boxing befriended Li Zhengji not because he valued Li's status—after all, Li's position in the palace was not high—but because he valued Li's serious attitude of treating all patients equally. Only someone who wholeheartedly devoted himself to the study of medicine and maintained his integrity in the complex officialdom could make Wang feel at ease entrusting his family's health to him.

Li Zhengji did not discriminate based on the patient's social status, nor was he adept at flattery to gain a higher position. Perhaps it was precisely because of his inflexibility and overly honest nature that he was isolated by other imperial physicians and found it difficult to rise in rank. However, Li Zhengji himself did not care about rank; he only cared about treating patients, saving lives, and researching rare and difficult diseases. It was for this reason that Wang Boxing appreciated his open-minded personality. Thus, two people with completely different positions were able to become sworn brothers because of their similar personalities and shared interests.

The three walked for a while, and after turning the corner of a small palace, they saw four people in the corner.

Two stops, one seat, one train.

"Father, you've finally come..."

Hello, Uncle Li!

Father, I fought bravely against the Ling family today, protected my sister, and saved people from dire straits. Aren't you amazing!

Wang Xijie quickly stepped forward to pay his respects to his father and the imperial physician uncle, while simultaneously giving his father meaningful glances.

If he behaves more proactively, he might get less punishment when he gets back.

Once my father arrived, I naturally didn't need to worry about what happened next. However, I was a little uneasy about the thought of being scolded when I got home after everything was over.

Wang Boxing saw that his son's clothes were in a mess, even dirty and torn, indicating that he had been through a fierce fight. Apart from being a little tired, his face showed no other abnormalities. He looked triumphant, like a rooster returning in triumph.

Wang Boxing looked at his son, whose tail was practically wagging in the air, his face practically screaming "Praise me!" He couldn't bear to look at him. He thought that his son must not have been seriously injured, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he had been seriously injured, he would not only be unable to scold or beat his wife when they got back, but he would also have to comfort his sad and heartbroken wife. It would be so difficult!

Seeing that his son was basically unharmed, Wang Boxing felt relieved and turned his attention to Dongfang Yu.

"I have met Lord Wang and the imperial physician. I am very grateful to you both for saving my life today. I will definitely repay your kindness in the future."

When Dongfang Yu saw that the Prime Minister had finally deigned to look at him, he quickly cupped his hands in greeting. He was a junior, and the Prime Minister was the father of the young lady Xiyue. Originally, he should have knelt down to pay his respects on their first meeting, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. He would have to try to make up for it later.

"Easy to do."

Wang Boxing didn't care who he saved, and besides, he hadn't done the work himself, so he couldn't bear the debt of gratitude for saving his life; it was just a coincidence that his daughter had met him.

"..." Li Zhengji didn't even reply, just waved his hand lightly, meaning he was not being polite.

Wang Boxing now has time to carefully examine Dongfang Yu to see what kind of person he is that has made his daughter so worried about him in just two days.

Faced with Wang Boxing's serious scrutinizing gaze, Dongfang Yu inexplicably felt like he was being watched by his future father-in-law, and felt somewhat uneasy. He unconsciously became more cautious.

The prime minister's earnest gaze seemed to want to see through her completely, inside and out. He might have some dark secrets he couldn't reveal to others, but he had no intention of harming the young girl. He was sincere and open with her.

Wang Boxing noticed that Dongfang Yu's face was extremely pale. Even though he wasn't a royal physician, he could deduce that Dongfang Yu was enduring great pain. Perhaps it was due to his long-term leg ailment, or perhaps it was because of the extremely poor living conditions arranged by the Western Moon Kingdom's palace. He looked very weak, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind. He was about the same age as his son but didn't have the same healthy body. Such a person was prone to inferiority and extremism, and was also likely to have a dark side. He didn't know which one he was.

His clothes were as simple as those of an ordinary person, and his hair was simply tied back with a cloth strip, which was also a bit messy. This inexpensive outfit did not affect his natural gentle temperament at all.

Despite her frail appearance, she showed no signs of femininity; despite her leg ailment, her eyes were full of perseverance and composure.

He was able to calmly face the various difficulties posed by the princes of powerful nations and the domineering forces of his own. Even in the face of the pain of broken legs, he remained composed and composed. Now, he can still treat us with humility and politeness. This kind of endurance and resilience is unmatched by any other prince. If his legs were normal, he would definitely be an exceptionally talented person, and more likely, a regional hegemon.

"It's a pity he's lame, otherwise I could consider him as a son-in-law."

Wang Boxing felt a pang of regret.

He then saw a young man dressed as a servant standing next to the wheelchair. The man was a few years older than his son and had a capable and cold demeanor, much like a death knight who had been licking blood off a knife's edge. Such people are usually trained to be like wooden dolls, with almost no emotions. It is safest to stay away from them. But his son was standing right next to that servant, with such a fawning attitude that he wanted to stick to him. It was simply shameful.

Ling Shuguang, lying on the ground, had a bruised and swollen face. If the other three hadn't confirmed that it wasn't him, even Wang Boxing wouldn't have been able to recognize him.

Wang Boxing carefully looked the four of them over from head to toe.

Li Zhengji didn't pay attention to anyone else from beginning to end. As soon as he saw Dongfang Yu, he didn't even greet him. He directly lifted Dongfang Yu's trouser leg and carefully examined his injured legs. For him, any disease would miss the best time for treatment if left untreated for too long. Early treatment is always the quickest and most effective method for any illness.

"Does it hurt here?"

"Does it hurt here?"

"What about here?"

"here?"

Li Zhengji pressed on Dongfang Yu's calf while asking about the situation.

After pressing for a while and carefully taking his pulse, Li Zhengji basically confirmed that Dongfang Yu's shinbone had been broken by the wheelchair and that he needed to get the bone set as soon as possible, but that was secondary.

The most troublesome thing is that Dongfang Yu is poisoned, and it is fetal poison. No matter what kind of poison it is, fetal poison is very difficult to remove, since the poison is permeated into the bones and blood.

Moreover, after more than ten years, the toxins have not been removed and at least half of them remain. It is truly unbelievable how Dongfang Yu has endured the torment of illness every day since he was an infant. No wonder a prince of a country could not walk from birth; it turns out he was just a pitiful child who was framed.

Perhaps she was merely a victim of the struggle for imperial power or other interests.

At this moment, Li Zhengji sincerely admired the boy's patience. The inability to cure the poison made him feel even more helpless and ashamed.

He was confident he could treat and remove fetal toxins, but Dongfang Yu came from Dongyang Kingdom, and he was not familiar with the poisons and medicines of other countries. The poisoner was not using ordinary poisons against a prince; it was a mixed poison, using ten different poisons that were administered to Dongfang Yu's mother in succession, thus slowly seeping into the fetus. The poisoner was truly extremely vicious, and he would have to go back and study it carefully to completely remove the toxins.

"Brother Wang, please step aside for a moment, I need to tell him about his condition."

Li Zhengji wanted to hear Dongfang Yu's opinion.

"Okay." After hearing this, Wang Boxing pulled his son and daughter away, preparing to leave.

"Mo Yun, take Ling Shuguang over." Dongfang Yu didn't want Mo Yun to know, even though he was his personal bodyguard.

Wang Xiyue really wanted to know how badly Dongfang Yu was injured, but that was his personal privacy, and as an outsider, it was inconvenient for her to inquire. She could only suppress her worries and silently walk away with her father, thinking she would have to ask him later.

"You've been poisoned, and your leg is broken," Li Zhengji told the truth after everyone else had gone far away.

"I knew about the poisoning a long time ago, but I haven't found the full antidote, so I can only suppress it; as for the broken leg, I guessed that earlier as well," Dongfang Yu replied calmly.

Looking at Dongfang Yu's calm and composed expression, Li Zhengji was puzzled. Why was there no resentment or sadness at all? Was he still a child?

Dongfang Yu was not as calm as Li Zhengji thought. His heart was filled with hatred. Since he was old enough to understand, he had been tormented by poison to the point of wishing he were dead. He wanted to tear his enemies to pieces at all times, but he was not capable enough to do so now and could only endure it. Too much pain had numbed him.

“It’s actually a good thing that your leg is broken,” Li Zhengji blurted out.

"Huh?" Dongfang Yu was full of questions. It was unheard of for a break to be a good thing.

"Your previous doctor was clearly a highly skilled physician. He forced all the toxins in your body below your knees. It was because there were too many toxins in your calves that the meridians in your legs were severely damaged, which is why you couldn't walk," Li Zhengji explained to Dongfang Yu in detail.

"Doctor Li, you have a solution, don't you?" Dongfang Yu instantly understood and waited for the answer with a look of surprise.

Looking at Dongfang Yu's hopeful face, Li Zhengji felt that he had been too talkative. Such a risky method was more likely to fail, and if it failed, wouldn't that be even more harmful to Dongfang Yu? He suddenly regretted speaking too soon.

"Two methods."

"First, the bone is set, then the toxins are removed. This process takes about three years, and there may be residual toxins. The advantage is that the leg can be set now, so you won't have to suffer the pain of a broken leg again, and your feet will be no different from a normal person's in the future."

"The second method is to first remove the poison, and then set the bone after the poison is cleared. The drawback of this method is that after the poison is cleared, your bone may have already healed halfway. To return to normal, you have to break the leg bone again. This secondary injury may cause abnormalities in both legs. This method takes about half a year."

Having already spoken, Li Zhengji could only grit his teeth and analyze the pros and cons one by one, waiting for Dongfang Yu to make her own choice.

Which one do you choose?