The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 43 Zhuge Ming

After all, this is the palace, there are many rules, and it is not convenient to recuperate.Song Yunqian proposed to go back to the mansion, and the queen saw that he had made up his mind, so she ordered them to be sent out of the palace and back to the mansion.Originally, the queen asked the imperial doctor to accompany her out of the palace, but because the palace already had an imperial doctor, and Zhuge Ming had also returned, she could temporarily live in the palace, so the queen didn't bother to mobilize the public.

Song Yunqian angrily drove Yang Luofan out of the palace early on, and returned to the palace.

She was naturally sad, but she also knew that Song Yunqian was in a bad mood. Apart from being sad, she was also worried.Early in the morning, the palace ordered people to spread the word that the prince and princess would return to the mansion, and she ordered people to get ready early, while she led a group of maids to wait at the gate of the mansion.

Seeing the carriage of the Prince's Mansion gradually approaching the intersection, she skillfully commanded the people below, and brought out a pear wood Taishi chair with a yellow upholstery on it, and the backrest was surrounded by brocade of the same color. Looking from a distance, she only thought it was luxurious. extraordinary.

However, in Song Yunqian's eyes, this chair was very disturbing.This chair is so exquisitely arranged, so meticulous that she has exhausted her thoughts, as if he will live on this chair in the future.

Displeasure quickly spread over his face, but Yang Luofan didn't know it, thinking that he was angry with Wen Yi, helped him to sit on the chair, and said softly: "Just come back!" Wen Yi wiped his displeasure She can see it in her eyes. In the hospital, she has seen many people who lost their legs due to accidents or diseases. Their hearts are actually very fragile, and even a little thing can touch their nerves.Knowing that he is suffering, it's just because so many people are there, she can't comfort her.

Wen Yi wanted to go to the ground by himself, Song Yunqian raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "As soon as your feet touch the ground, this king will break your dog legs!"

It's fine to talk about this alone, she is not a fussy person.But now there are so many girls and servants in front of the mansion, and some common people are watching, she can't help but blush no matter how much she cares about face, and said embarrassingly: "The autumn wind is getting stronger, and the prince is not afraid to flash his tongue when he talks so much." After finishing speaking Seeing so many people present, contradicting him like this really made him lose face, especially now that he is still a disabled person, if outsiders think that she is disgusted because of his disability and contradicts wantonly, he will feel bad in his heart Even worse.It's just that she couldn't take back the words, so she had to bow her head in shame, and let a strong servant woman carry her down to the ground.

In fact, she said this very lightly, except for Song Yunqian and Yang Luofan who were standing beside him, no one else heard it clearly.It was unnecessary for her to worry, but with this emotion, she kept going back to the room, still feeling uneasy, thinking about saying sorry to him.

It's just that she just settled down, and the rewards from all the palaces in the palace also came.Among them, Concubine Rong received the richest reward.A transparent high-quality jade bracelet, a round and smooth East Sea pearl necklace, a white jade ruyi, and some hairpin jewelry, a total of more than ten pieces.In addition, there are some high-quality nourishing herbs, which are said to nourish Wen Yi's body.

The queen mother sent millennium ginseng, saying that it was for the prince and his wife to take it together to heal the wounds together.The empress's rewards are also medicinal materials, but the empress is considerate and sent a parrot to relieve boredom, which is very interesting.

The concubines in each palace were rewarded, but Wen Yi still stole the limelight.

The soft side concubine Yang Luofan saw it, and was secretly jealous, but she didn't want to say anything out of face, and she showed her demeanor and personally thanked all the palace servants who sent gifts out of the palace.When the palace servants went back, they said that Yang Luofan was also at a loss.

Wen Yi couldn't go out, but she didn't have time to relax. Thinking of Song Yunqian's displeased expression, she always wanted to do something for him. After all, he did this because of her.

In the evening, Wen saw that Zhuge Ming, the legendary doctor of Zhuge, was here.

He walked in the door in the setting sun, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open, Wen Yi looked over, the sunset formed a halo behind him, with such a backlight, he could still see his appearance clearly.An idiom popped up in Wen Yi's mind: gentle as jade!
He said it wasn't extremely beautiful, but the gentle curvature of the facial features explained it. He was about six feet tall, and because he was thin, he looked even taller and taller.Wearing a Tsing Yi, with a golden embroidered green bamboo sachet hanging from his waist, he stood gracefully in front of the door, frowned and looked around, then softly ordered the medicine boy behind him who was carrying the medicine box to open the window.

Then, he bowed slightly, "Zhuge Ming has seen the princess!"

Wen Yi came back to her senses, and said with a smile, "Miracle Doctor Zhuge!"

He nodded slightly, with a slight smile, and said: "Qian asked me to treat the princess's injuries." He called Song Yunqian Qian, so close, it could be seen that he was a good friend, but he called Wen Yi the princess, so he would know if he wanted to come This so-called concubine is not taken seriously in Song Yunqian's heart.

Wen understood it clearly, and said with a smile: "Thanks for the miracle doctor."

When Zhuge Ming walked to the bed, Xiaoju hurriedly brought a stool to ask him to sit down, he bowed and thanked him, and then sat down slowly.

Before the diagnosis and treatment started, a graceful figure flashed in, and a joyful voice sounded, "Brother Zhuge!"

Zhuge Ming didn't turn his head back, but said with a smile: "You are already the soft concubine of the palace, how can you still call me Brother Zhuge? There are no rules at all." His voice contained a hint of pampering, It was as if he was talking to his sister.

It was Yang Luofan, Concubine Rou, who came, and she walked quickly to Zhuge Ming's side, and said with a smile: "Brother, I really want to call for the rest of my life. If you are not happy, just ignore me." She has a very coquettish tone and bright eyes.

Zhuge Ming just shook his head with a smile, and said, "You didn't take care of Qian in the house, what are you doing here?"

"I just went to the kitchen and ordered someone to cook ginseng soup. When I heard you were here, I hurried over to meet you."

"Well, go back and take care of Qian first, and I'll be right back." Zhuge Ming rolled up his sleeves and said softly.

"I'll wait for you to go there together." After speaking, Yang Luofan found a chair and sat down.

Zhuge Ming stopped talking, his face returned to indifference, the gentle smile he had just restrained, and he said: "Princess, please roll up your trousers."

Wen Yi hummed, and rolled up her trousers to reveal the wound on her leg.Zhuge Ming only glanced at it, then gasped. When he entered the door, he saw her sitting on the bed, full of energy, and thought she was just Miss Qianjin's moaning, nothing serious, throwing a temper tantrum or something.But I didn't expect the wound to have festered, and the festered area was so large.

He frowned and said, "Didn't you take any medicine before?"

Wen Yi said: "No, the imperial doctor used to apply medicine to me before, but I don't know why, after applying this medicine, the ulcers will fester faster."

Yang Luofan came over to take a look, his face turned pale at first, he covered his mouth and turned his face to throw up.

Zhuge Ming shook his head and said: "Now, I have to clean up the pus first, it will hurt a little, the princess just bear it."

He ordered the medicine boy to fetch the medicine box, took out a small and exquisite dagger from the medicine box, dipped it in a bottle of liquid, took it out and dusted it with fire, Wen Yi looked at him curiously, asked Said: "What kind of potion is this bottle of yours?"

Zhuge Ming said indifferently: "It's for disinfection!"

Wen Yi's eyes flashed, "Disinfection? Homemade?"

There was a cold smile on the corner of Zhuge Ming's mouth, "Princess, please don't worry, it's non-toxic."

Wen Yi knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly said, "I'm not..."

But Zhuge Ming didn't listen to her explanation, and said: "Princess, please turn your face away, it hurts a little, I will try my best to lighten it." Then, he ordered Xiaoju and Nanny to support her so that she would not move around because of the pain.

Xiao Ju hugged Wen Yi, her body trembling slightly, she also turned her face away and dared not look at it, but seeing that Wen Yi hadn't turned her face away, she hurriedly said: "Princess, don't look at it, it hurts even more."

Wen Yi never felt pain from the wound, and if she could not move freely, she would even suspect that the nerves in this leg had died.

She just watched him strike with a learning attitude. His hands were very dexterous, and the dagger seemed to be alive in his hands. It fell on those pus-filled places, scraped gently, and a brocade cloth was waiting beside him. Go ahead and print lightly.

Seeing that Wen Yi watched him strike without moving, he didn't even groan, let alone tremble. He raised his eyes to look at her, and met her dark eyes, feeling a little strange in his heart. If he remembered correctly, she In the past, she was dizzy with blood, but now that the blood pus was squeezed out like this, she didn't feel the slightest thing?Even without bloodsickness, scraping the wound like this is still very painful. Sometimes even a strong man can't help moaning a few times, but she doesn't feel it at all, as if the leg belongs to someone else.

"Does it not hurt?" Zhuge Ming couldn't help asking.

Wen Yi wanted to say it didn't hurt, but it would be too strange to say that such a big wound didn't hurt at all, so she frowned slightly and said, "It's bearable!"

Zhuge Ming couldn't help but feel admiration, this kind of pain is not a little bit.

Yang Luofan frowned and said, "How did the wound become like this? Didn't you drink the medicine? It stands to reason that the prescriptions prescribed by the imperial doctor are all for the right medicine." She suspected that Wen Yi intentionally harmed herself to attract people's attention. Save others by yourself.

Wen Yi didn't look at her expression, and thought she was out of concern, so she said softly: "Probably there are no taboos to eat, and you have an infection, but it's nothing, it will get better, you don't have to worry."

Hearing this, Zhuge Ming glanced at her lightly, and his men didn't stop, continuing to scrape the wound.

After cleaning the wound, disinfect and apply medicine. At the end, he ordered: "Try not to rub the wound these few days. If the wound is not very painful, you can walk on the ground. Let the blood flow to speed up the healing of the wound."

Wen Yi opened her eyes and smiled, and said: "You can tell the prince about this."

Now that Zhuge Ming said so, she wouldn't have to be stuck in bed, at least, she could think about getting him a wheelchair.

Zhuge Ming nodded slightly, "Princess, please take a break, and come back tomorrow to change her dressing."

"I'm sorry, Xiaoju, send Miracle Doctor Zhuge out!" Wen Yi instructed Xiaoju.

Xiaoju's palms were sweating, and her hands and feet were still a little weak. She saw Zhuge Ming clean up Wen Yi's wound just now. Just thinking about that scene, she couldn't help but feel pain for Wen Yi. She hummed and said to Zhuge Ming: "Master Zhuge, please !"

Yang Luofan followed Zhuge Ming. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head to look at Wen Yi and said, "If you want the prince to rest assured, please ask my sister to take care of her health as soon as possible."

Looking at her face, Wen Yi's seemingly caring words were actually a little sullen. After thinking about it in her heart, she knew her intentions, so she said flatly: "Sister Lao is thinking about it, she will definitely get well as soon as possible."

Compete for favor?She really didn't want to, she admitted that she had changed her mind about Song Yunqian, but she still didn't fall in love with him.Even if there is such a day, she will not want to destroy the relationship between the two of them.

(End of this chapter)