The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 682

In the past two years, Prince An Ran's medical skills have been widely spread, so when he walked to the gate of the Prince's Mansion and said that he wanted to treat the Prince, he knew that he was Daliang's prince, Wen Yi's apprentice, and Princess Wen Si did not refuse.

After seeing the doctor, An Ran met Princess Wen Si.

An Ran looked at the familiar figure in front of him, the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled, he knelt down in front of Princess Wens with a plop, and softly called out: Master.

Princess Wen Si looked at the young man in front of her, and felt that Master's voice pierced her heart like a needle. She tried her best to suppress the throbbing in her heart, and only then could she restrain the soft sigh from her mouth.

"My son, An Ran, get up quickly. You must be clear that I am not your master, although I am exactly the same as your master." Princess Wen Si said quietly, with a calm expression, but when she looked at An Ran, her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Master, is it because An Ran is not doing well enough that you don't want to be an apprentice? Uncle Huang has been looking for you for the past two years. Brother Nian Yi also misses his mother. You..." An Ran looked at Princess Wen Si nervously, he was anxious He couldn't understand why he didn't want to recognize them even though his master was here.

Princess Wen Si looked at An Ran and wanted to explain, but she couldn't explain it. No one knew better than her that she was not Wen Yi.

"My uncle and the others suspect that you have forgotten what happened before, and I don't know if Master is willing to let me treat you." An Ran asked softly, his greatest hope now is that Master really lost his memory.

But Princess Wens refused. She looked at An Ran and said softly, "Your Majesty An Ran, I don't have amnesia. I can remember everything I experienced when I grew up. I really don't have any memory loss."

"Master, I..." An Ran still wanted to say something, but Princess Wensi's words didn't even have any loopholes, and the original certainty no longer existed.

"Don't call me master, I'm really not, and I wish I was Wen Yi, but I'm not. So don't say such things again." Wen Si finished speaking softly, then looked at An Ran and asked softly: "My emperor brother disease, can you do anything about it?"

"The prince's body is too weak now, and he can't even absorb the medicine. Now he can only use golden needles to stimulate his stomach and intestines to promote the absorption of medicine and nutrients, and then he can slowly recover his body. It will take at least two years. Well, His Royal Highness will also be very weak, and he probably won't live until the age of forty." An Ran spoke softly but didn't notice that Princess Wens's eyes were full of light.

"Are you talking about golden acupuncture? Golden acupuncture can save the life of the prince's elder brother? Are you talking about the emperor's brother still alive?" Princess Wens asked anxiously, her eyes full of excitement.

It is already the limit of her ability to keep the prince alive for another two months, but Prince An Ran actually said that the prince's elder brother can live for more than ten years.

The prince is twenty-six this year, and there are still 14 years left in his [-]th year, so...

Of course, what excites Princess Wens even more is the golden needle technique. It is said that Wen Yi's golden needle technique can heal the dead and save bones. I never thought that I would be lucky enough to see him, and I didn't expect that he could save my elder brother.

"Yes, my current medical skills are limited, and I can only extend the life of His Highness the Crown Prince for ten years." An Ran replied honestly, seeing Princess Wensi's excited expression, An Ran felt a little disappointed in her heart. But he didn't know anything. Master really forgot all of them with his medical skills?

"You are stronger than me. I can't even save the prince's life." Princess Wens sighed sincerely.

"Can you let me see your golden needle technique?" Princess Wens's eyes are full of longing. As a doctor, I have heard of the reputation of golden needles technique for a long time. It is a great honor to see it now. Of course, Princess Wens No exception.

"Yes, yes." An Ran replied very happily, which surprised Wen Si. Some doctors with excellent medical skills will cherish their unique skills, such as the golden needle technique. He will use it cautiously and will not let anyone see it, because if this method of acupuncture is learned by others, then he will not be a superior doctor.

So An Ran's consent made Princess Wens flattered, even she understood that the reason why An Ran agreed was because she and Wen Yi had the same appearance.

"Thank you, I..." Princess Wens was so excited that she didn't know how to express her excitement, but An Ran just said softly: "Master, as you said, golden acupuncture is for the benefit of future generations. If you cherish your broom, then Losing her value, only if more people learn the golden needle technique, can more people alleviate the suffering of the disease."

An Ran looked into Princess Wens' eyes and said word by word.

Listening to An Ran's words, Princess Wens felt the shock in her heart. Apart from the shock, she also agreed in her heart. She never thought before that if her medical skills could be learned by more people, then she would be able to achieve her goal. The concept of curing diseases and saving lives, while teaching other doctors medical skills, she is saving lives.

She has been studying medicine with her master in the middle of the mountains. After she came out, she has been treating the prince's elder brother. Although she has medical skills, she has not really been able to help the world. Now after hearing An Ran's words, she feels more guilt in her heart. My own medical skills are not very good, but I still think about cherishing my own excellent things, thinking about it is really stupid.

"You also think what my master said is right, don't you? We now have a special medical school in Daliang. Master Zhuge and I often go to teach the students there. Although we are not the best doctors, we can discuss together. Discuss, study the disease together." An Ran said softly, her eyes were filled with admiration for Master, this was the advice Master gave to the emperor when he knew that his life was not long, besides establishing a medical school, there is also a specialized medical institute, In order to ensure that the people can get diagnosis and treatment as soon as possible after they are sick.

"Sounds really good." Princess Wens couldn't help sighing. While speaking, what she was thinking in her mind was how to implement such a good plan in Zixu country. The two years of war have made Zixu's people miserable. Needless to say, she has long realized that she needs to start with people's livelihood so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment.

"You studied under a famous doctor. If you have the opportunity, you can go to our medical school to teach students. Of course, if you encounter any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, you can also learn from each other with the teachers of the medical school..." Speaking of the medical school, An Ran's eyes were full of excitement. A large part of the reason why he had made rapid progress in the past two years was because he often discussed the disease with the masters in the medical school and studied the methods of treatment.

Also as a doctor, he also hoped that Princess Wens would have the same opportunity as himself.

"I will go, if there is a chance in the future." Princess Wens looked calm, but there was already a bit of fanaticism in her heart.

This result disappoints An Ran, but at the same time she is overjoyed. Although his master has no memory of the past, he is still persistent in medical skills, and she still agrees with the shocking concepts she once said in the eyes of outsiders.

So, this should be his master, right?
(End of this chapter)