Dongfang Jin finally reacted slowly. The veins on his forehead were still popping up. An Qingran knew that this process was difficult to endure. The less poison was left, the harder it was to remove it. It was still fine now.
This was what her cousin warned her. It was because she was too young and he was afraid that she would not be able to control the patient and would suffer the consequences instead. Fortunately, An Qingran did not make a living from this and only saved the prince.
"Is it you?" Dongfang Jin's voice was hoarse, as if his throat was on fire.
"It's me. I'm giving you water now, but you are not allowed to move, do you hear me?" An Qingran turned around and picked up the medicine bowl and handed it to him. Dongfang Jin took a few sips obediently, as if he found it bitter.
Taking the medicine, she frowned and raised her hand, almost knocking over the bowl. Fortunately, An Qingran dodge quickly and stood up, "Okay, there's nothing wrong now. You can sleep again and everything will be fine when you wake up."
It’s normal…”
Dongfang Jin's eyes were still wild. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were scanning An Qingran and the little palace maid, as if he was considering who to perform surgery on.
An Qingran asked the little palace maid to leave first, and temporarily closed the window to hide it from people. In fact, An Qingran suspected that someone had reported this situation to the Queen. After all, the noise was quite big, and she did not send anyone to disturb her.
Presumably she can guess some situations.
Finally, Dongfang Jin slowly calmed down. He lay down, still staring at An Qingran, as if he didn't recognize her. An Qingran was very helpless. Fortunately, the poison in his body was sure to help him this time.
After clearing most of it, I hope he won't be so crazy next time he gets sick.
While she was praying, Dongfang Jin breathed slowly and steadily and fell asleep again. An Qingran quickly adjusted the silver needle on his body. She twisted the handkerchief with hot fire and wiped away the sweat on his body.
, and soon, those silver needles began to turn black. She wrapped her hands and pulled out the silver needles, threw them into the basin, and replaced them with a new batch.
An Qingran was very satisfied with the effect of the acupuncture this time. It was smoother than the last time, and the poison was extracted faster and more. She put her index finger on his veins, feeling it quietly, and
His pulse, which had been floating before, now slowly stabilized. It was obvious that she had controlled his inner fire and hoped that his brain would not be affected.
An Qingran finally breathed a sigh of relief. She felt dizzy for a while. Dongfang Jin's torment made her almost collapse. She felt that she couldn't master her kung fu.
She sat on the bedside and looked at the silver needle, which slowly turned black again. She changed it again, and the silver needle would be gone if she changed it again. An Qingran was hesitant. If Dongfang Jin didn't wake up, she would have to
She sent the palace maid to the Imperial Hospital to get needles. Fortunately, these silver needles did not change color, which proved that the remaining poison in his body was almost gone. As soon as she relaxed, she actually felt a little sleepy, so she lay on the bedside with her head in her hands.
Narrowed his eyes...
An Qingran didn't know how long she slept. When she opened her eyes, she met Dongfang Jin's bright eyes. He was lying there very quietly, but looking at her eyes, it was obvious that he had woken up early. When he saw her waking up, he smiled slightly: "You
Saved my life again?"
An Qingran said while checking the silver needle: "A doctor's heart is not just to save your life."
"But you saved me after all." Dongfang Jin was not frightened by her coldness and alienation, but continued.
"Drink the medicine first." An Qingran took the medicine. Fortunately, it was still warm, and she brought it to Dongfang Jin's mouth. Dongfang Jin lay there motionless, as if waiting for An Qingran to feed him.
Ran smiled bitterly and shook his head, leaning the pillow behind him against the wall, "You are not disabled, and I didn't touch your acupoints. You can sit up."
"Really?" Dongfang Jin asked knowingly. When he saw that An Qingran had no intention of giving him medicine, he sat up. An Qingran pulled out the needle on his shoulder, only the bottom part turned a little blue.
Only then did Dongfang Jin see the needles in the basin: "Are these all pulled out of my body?"
"Yes, I have basically eliminated the poison in your body. There is still one or two points left. I will prescribe you a prescription. If you continue to adjust it, there should be no problem. If it doesn't work, the next time you get sick again, I will try again.
I'll clean it up for you, there will be no problem."
"You mean, I can become a healthy person?" Dongfang Jin looked at her in disbelief. This surprise must have come too violently. He always thought that his life was not long, and now it was suddenly announced that he was back to normal.
Now, the shadow he has had since childhood is about to dissipate, and he is a little confused.
Not because of the illness, but because of how this little girl could have such great abilities.
"So, my mother's illness is not your fault, right?" Dongfang Jin looked at her expectantly.
An Qingran shook her head, feeling helpless. She also hoped that she could be saved: "The Queen's illness is too late and she is already terminal. There is nothing I can do..."
"Where is your master? Is there anything he can do?" Dongfang Jin was really worried about his mother. Even if there was a glimmer of hope, he would fight for it.
Although he also knew that An Qingran tried his best, he felt that this little girl could create miracles, just like she did for him.
"Master's reply hasn't arrived yet. I was just looking for you. I don't know where Master will return to this letter. If it is back to the palace, I won't be able to see the letter without you."
"I'll check it out tomorrow." Dongfang Jin said and drank the medicine in one gulp, only to find that it was bright and bright outside, and now it was the 'tomorrow' in his mouth.
He saw the mess on the ground and smiled bitterly. He had no clothes to wear. Fortunately, An Qingran knew that he would be like this when he woke up, so he asked the maid to notify the people from the Prince's Mansion to deliver it. They were waiting outside the door.
Dongfang Jin finally left.
An Qingran went to the upper room.
Queen Yun's mental state is very good. She has been groomed today. Apart from her complexion being paler, she doesn't see anything sick.
An Qingran was happy in her heart. He could alleviate her pain, so it was not useless.
"You heard a lot of noise in the yard last night, weren't you scared?" Queen Yun asked her in a very soft voice.
Sure enough she knew.
An Qingran thought for a while: "The prince came to my room last night. He was poisoned. I treated you all night..."
Since she knows, she should tell her clearly.
"Oh, how is he doing?"
"There is only one or two remaining poisons left in the body. My daughter has given the prince a prescription. With daily conditioning, he is expected to be cured..."
"My Buddha, if this is true, you have saved the prince's life..." Queen Yun recited the words after hearing this. She never thought that the prince's poison could be eliminated. The doctors just gave him medicine every day.
From the time he was born until he was so old, she thought her son would be like her and pass away soon.
From this point of view, this girl was indeed given to them by God.