The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Just diagnose your pulse! Why do you need a needle?" Jiang Nanyan said with a trembling voice.

I have never seen anyone who uses needles when diagnosing patients. Only when the disease is confirmed, can the needle be given to the patient

This imperial doctor didn't even figure out the symptoms, so he used needles on himself, showing that he had bad intentions!

Could it be that the queen already knew about her escape from prison and sent this person to torture herself?

Thinking of this, Jiang Nanyan's face turned completely pale. [

Her body kept shrinking back until her entire back was pressed against the wall.

"Crown princess, please come out, otherwise I will not be able to determine what kind of poison is in your body and cannot use medicine..." The imperial physician looked helpless.

Jiang Nanyan grabbed the quilt and huddled in a corner, refusing to come out desperately.

The imperial physician had no choice but to turn to Xiahou Fengli for help, "His Royal Highness..."

"Come out!" Her refusal to be diagnosed by the imperial physician made Xiahou Fengli black.

"No! You, you, you... find an imperial doctor who can diagnose the disease without needling needles..." Jiang Nanyan hugged the quilt as if she was dead.

The corner of Xia Houfeng's eyes twitched, and a sharp aura emanated from his whole body.

Damn woman!

He refused to diagnose!

She doesn't want to be cured so much, doesn't want to let herself touch her?

Xiahou Fengli narrowed his eagle eyes, jumped onto the bed, grabbed the woman who was huddled at the corner of the bed, and pulled her into his arms.

Then, he grabbed her arm and handed it to the imperial physician.

"Let go! Let me go! I don't want to be pricked!" Jiang Nanyan struggled desperately, kicking Xiahou Fengli with her legs.

Xiahou Fengli didn't pay attention to this level of resistance at all.

He stretched out his long legs, pressing down on those legs that kept making trouble.

Of course Jiang Nanyan refused to give in lightly, kicking, kicking and biting, as long as she could think of tricks, she used them all.

Xia Houfeng didn't expect her to resist so fiercely, and was stunned.

Jiang Nanyan immediately took this opportunity to crawl away.

Xiahou Fengli came back to his senses, stretched out his long arms, and dragged the woman who had climbed to the edge of the bed back. [

This time, he didn't spend too much effort and restrained her in two or three strokes.

The two fell on the bed together.

The imperial doctor looked at the two people who were entangled like twists and turns, with their mouths wide open, and it took them a long time to recover.

"What are you waiting for? Give the needle!" Xiahou Fengli half-closed his eyes, glared at the imperial physician, grabbed Jiang Nanyan's hand, and handed it over.

"Yes! Yes!" The imperial doctor suddenly came back to his senses and prepared to raise the needle.

However, just as he caught Xiahou Fengli's hand, the needle stopped.

"What are you still hesitating about? Get the needle!" Xiahou Fengli's face darkened, very displeased with the imperial physician's procrastinating attitude.