Duan Qingyao didn't know how to describe what she saw in front of her. She thought that after so many years of training in the military camp, she had never seen any wounds, and she had already developed a cold heart.
However, when he saw the bloody condition on Duan Qingyang's buttocks, he still felt heartbroken.
"Hasn't the young master's injury been injured for several days?"
It stands to reason that even if it is impossible to fully recover, it cannot be like this deteriorating condition!
"Yes, it's been five days! The doctor also looked at it and said it should be wiped off."
Dangdang is also surprised that servants like them always have some bumps and bruises, and the wounds will scab within a few days.
However, after so many days of careful care, the young master's wound, for some unknown reason, not only showed no signs of improvement, but also became more serious.
He thought it was because the young master had a delicate physique and was not as thick-skinned as servants like them since they were young.
"Five days?"
How is it possible that he is still in this bloody state for five days?
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Duan Qingyao narrowed her eyes slightly, and an idea flashed in her head.
"You said you applied medicine to the young master, where is the medicine?"
"Miss, you won't suspect that there is something wrong with the medicine, right? It's impossible. That medicine was prescribed by Dr. Luo himself. It is said to be a secret recipe circulated in the palace. It is said that many ladies in the palace are using it. When the wound is healed, it will definitely not be used.
It will leave scars.”
When Duan Qingyao mentioned this, he vaguely remembered Dr. Luo. He was less than forty years old, had an honest and loyal appearance, and was highly valued by Prime Minister Duan.
He sees all the big and small illnesses in the Duan family. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a Duan family member.
"I asked you to show it to me. Where does all this nonsense come from?"
You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. This is the experience and lesson she has learned through so much hardship and many struggles.
"Yes, miss!"
While Dangdang went to get the ointment, Duan Qingyao was already sitting by the bed minding her own business.
"Come here, bring me a basin of cold water!"
If you want your wound to heal as soon as possible, how can you not clean it clean?
Not only that, the slough on the wound must also be treated, otherwise it will only become more serious.
Duan Qingyao, who was concentrating on checking the injuries, did not notice at all that apart from herself and her brother who was sick in bed, there was only an idle Jun Yanan in the room.
"Why are you standing there? Why don't you go get some water quickly?"
When Gu Qingyao saw the shadow beside her still motionless, she couldn't help but get furious and raised her voice to scold him without looking back.
"Book--"
Jun Yanan pointed to his nose. Even if he is a stupid prince, no one has ever dared to instruct him to do things so blatantly, okay?
Even if His Highness the Crown Prince dislikes him and tries every means to get rid of him, he can only do it secretly.
"Hey, sister, be gentle!"
Jun Yanan, who originally wanted to refuse, immediately felt compassion when he heard Duan Qingyang's scream.
Unexpectedly, there was not a single servant in Nuo Da's courtyard.
How could such a situation be better than his?
Just do one good deed that day!
"water!"
Jun Yanan left and came back with a basin of clean water in his hand.
Dangdang also came back, holding a bottle of medicine in his hand.
"Miss, this is the young master's ointment."
Duan Qingyao opened the medicine bottle without thinking, took a sniff close to her temper, and immediately smelled an unusual smell.
No wonder Duan Qingyang's wound didn't get better after so many days, but actually got worse!
It turned out that someone had tampered with the medicine bottle!
If this medicine is not applied, the wound will heal over time without medicine.
But once this chronic poison is applied, the wound will not heal for a long time. As time goes by, even the life will be lost without anyone noticing!
Duan Qingyao can only think of one sentence now, and that is: What is so scary about the human heart? Let me show you the human heart.
"From today on, don't apply this medicine. But don't make it public!"
Some people want Duan Qingyang to die, but she wants Duan Qingyang to live well.
"Why? Doesn't sister suspect that there is something wrong with the medicine?"
But that was Dr. Luo. Dr. Luo, who had been treating him since he was a child, was a simple and honest man. How could that be possible?
"I didn't say anything, you said it yourself. I just think that if he doesn't get any better after taking the medicine for five days, it doesn't matter if he doesn't use it! Take this!"
Duan Qingyao took out a white pill from somewhere, which was similar to the one he saw last time.
He almost forgot that his sister had secretly practiced medical skills at some point. The last time she took his medicine, her health immediately improved.
Duan Qingyang did not doubt that he had it and swallowed the pill handed over by his sister.
"The wounds on your body need to be treated, please be patient!"
"Miss, what are you doing?"
Dangdang looked at the young lady's actions in surprise. She actually took out a knife to cut the young master's flesh. This was not to save the young master, but to harm him!
Just when Dangdang was about to rush forward to protect the master, Jun Yanan, who was lazily leaning on the pillar with his eyes closed and dozing, suddenly stretched out his hand and said without raising his eyelids: "If I were you, I would never care about this.
It’s nosy business! Besides, can you take care of it?”
"But, the young lady is cutting the young master's flesh!"
Dangdang was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes.
"That is also a matter between their siblings. Besides, if your young lady really wanted to harm your young master, how could she do it so blatantly?"
Even a fool like him can figure it out, how could he not understand it?
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At this time, in the Jinlan courtyard, Duan Hongyan was lying on Mrs. Duan's shoulder, crying so hard that she was out of breath.
"Stop crying, you can't even fight Duan Qingyao. How can you fight with the Three Palaces and Sixth Academy after you marry the prince and the prince ascends the throne as the emperor?"
"My daughter just feels aggrieved! If it weren't for my daughter's success, how could she marry Prince An and become Princess An! Now, if you don't thank me properly, it's okay. If you repay kindness with enmity, my daughter can't get angry!"
Duan Hongyan covered her burning cheeks and became angrier the more she thought about it.
"I'm so sad! If you're bullied, you have to find ways to bully me back. What problem can you solve by crying like this?"
Duan Hongyan sniffed and tried her best to hold back tears.
"My daughter would like to, but if my father can't do anything to her, what else can my daughter do? After all, she is now the high-ranking Princess An!"
Mrs. Duan curled her lips indifferently, "You have to use your brain to do things. Since she is Princess An now, we can't touch her, so let's touch the people around her!"
People around her? The people around Duan Qingyao, except for that silly prince, is her brother Duan Qingyang!
Duan Hongyan suddenly remembered that Duan Qingyang was just beaten a few times, but ended up being bedridden and unable to recover for a long time. Could it be that it was all the fault of his mother?