Chu Qingwan's eyes widened and he read the medical book repeatedly with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Mo Jingyu stared at her for a moment, and the emotion in his tone was difficult to distinguish: "The medical book that Divine Doctor Chu wants happens to be in the palace's warehouse. Do you think it's a coincidence or not?"
Over the years, he had put in a lot of effort to get these legs. These two medical books were accidentally obtained in southern Xinjiang.
In the past, there was no shortage of people who placed informants around him for the purpose of diagnosis and treatment. When Chu Qingwan tried to tease Qiao, he thought there was a real misunderstanding, but as soon as she mentioned the medical book, he understood.
What he wanted was what he had. In order not to make him suspicious, all the traps were taken.
If you are playing tricks with him, then he will have fun with the person behind the scenes!
Mo Jingyu saw that Chu Qingwan was speechless for a long time, so he calmly asked: "Doctor Chu, do you still remember what you said?"
Chu Qingwan sneered.
What do you mean by shooting yourself in the foot? This is it!
Mo Jingyu asked again: "When will I see the doctor?"
Chu Qingwan closed the box and handed it to Mrs. Sun to put it away, her eyes falling on his legs.
The clothes were wide and he was always covered with a thin blanket, so she couldn't see what was going on with his legs.
Since he cannot escape, he is her patient. Being responsible for the patient is one of her principles. The top priority is to understand the condition first.
Chu Qingwan collected his thoughts and said: "There is a lot of inconvenience in my house. Please go back to the house first. I will arrive later."
She needed to let him lie down, but the guest room in the new house had not been arranged yet, and he, a pampered prince, might not be able to bear it.
But when these words fell into Mo Jingyu's ears, they changed completely.
Are you impatient to enter the mansion now?
Mo Jingyu scoffed coldly and nodded cooperatively.
Lin Yu pushed him out and walked through the street in front of the door before lowering his voice and saying: "Your Majesty, my subordinates have just investigated. There is no hidden sentry in the house. Maybe we haven't had time to make arrangements yet."
Mo Jingyu said "hmm".
Lin Yu was a little worried: "Your Majesty, are you really going to let Divine Doctor Chu enter the palace? What if she is really sent by someone else..."
Mo Jingyu chuckled: "Under my nose, can she still make a big difference?"
As long as he gets hold of definite evidence to prove that she is an enemy rather than a friend, he will kill her without hesitation.
****
A quarter of an hour later, Chu Qingwan came to the door with a needle bag, and the waiter led her directly to the inner courtyard.
She didn't say much nonsense, took her pulse first, and then said bluntly: "Lie down."
Lin Yu put Mo Jingyu on the bed and lay down.
Chu Qingwan sat sideways on the edge of the bed and lifted up his trousers from his ankles to the roots of his legs.
Those legs are well-proportioned and slender. Except for being a little pale, they are just like ordinary people. I guess they have been taken care of very well.
Chu Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief, touched it with both hands, and pressed the acupuncture points starting from the calf: "How is this place? Can you feel it?"
Mo Jingyu replied stiffly: "No."
This question and answer revealed the fact that he was disabled.
The majestic God of War in the past has now become a delusion even in standing up.
Thinking of this, Mo Jing clenched his fist silently, his eyes filled with gray and mockery.
Chu Qingwan didn't notice his expression and just asked while pressing the button. Mo Jingyu's answer was always the same.
After a while, she felt that her hands were a little sore, and then he said, "There was some pain there just now."
Chu Qingwan smiled happily: "Fortunately, I'm not seriously ill at last."
Mo Jingyu looked at the curvature of her lips, his eyes flashing.
Why does she look so genuinely happy for him? So many people are looking forward to him being disabled forever or even dying.
Chu Qingwan turned around and opened the needle pack. A row of silver needles shone coldly, and they were longer than those usually used by the imperial doctors at the imperial hospital.
Lin Yu felt worried: "Doctor Chu, are you going to stab our prince in the leg?"
Chu Qingwan nodded, seeing that he was hesitant to speak, and said angrily: "Mr. Lin, if you don't believe me, there is no need to continue with this diagnosis and treatment."
Lin Yu was dumbfounded and looked at his prince worriedly.