"The master is applying medicine to His Royal Highness Prince Ping in the back hall." Nan Xing shrugged. He could do this himself, but the prince insisted on the master. In fact, he has been bandaging the patients in these years and his technique is much lighter than the master's. .
Ming Ruo walked into the back hall, and the guards of Prince Ping's Mansion were quite discerning. They only announced inside and did not stop him.
"Master." Shen Cong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ming Ruo coming.
Ming Ruo looked at Prince Ping who was lying on the examination bed. He had a cotton bandage wrapped around his head. He had a black eye on the left side and a broken corner of his mouth on the right side. His left leg was straight, and it should have been fixed with a splint. Prince Ping looked disabled. , as if it had rolled down from a high place. It looked so miserable that it was unbearable to look at.
"The common people pay homage to His Royal Highness Prince Ping." Mingruo stepped forward and saluted.
"Without courtesy." Prince Ping said feebly, "Doctor Ming, please tell me how long it will take for my leg to recover."
"Let me check it out." Mingruo activated the medical system and took a picture first.
Gee, in modern times, Ming Ruo would have thought that King Ping's leg had been run over by a steamroller - the leg bones were so shattered.
"Your Highness Prince Ping, your leg is too badly injured. After the operation, you will have to recover for at least three months before you can exercise properly." Ming Ruo said.
"This king will attend a palace banquet tomorrow. Doctor Ming, is there anything you can do?" Prince Ping frowned, and it hurt him to death.
"There is no way." Ming Ruo rolled his eyes to the back of his head. You, a severely disabled person, are still thinking about going to a banquet!
"..." Prince Ping didn't expect Doctor Ming to refuse so simply.
"In your current situation, after three months of treatment, you are lucky to be able to walk without lameness. Now, it is impossible to move. If you have to go somewhere, I can prescribe you some analgesics, you can take them After that, let someone carry it..." Mingruo's plan was definitely a bad idea. Anyway, it wasn't her who was hurting.
Mingruo's words were very irritating, but Prince Ping was already so hurt that he lost his temper: "Give me some analgesic first."
"Okay." Mingruo opened a prescription, called Nan Xing in, and asked him to grab the medicine and cook it.
Prince Ping drank the decoction and felt much better. Ming Ruo then began to inquire: "Did Prince Ping fall from a high place?"
"Yes, I accidentally fell into the lake in the mansion last night." Prince Ping couldn't remember clearly what happened last night.
The memory remains of him falling into the lake with his legs weak, then having a pain in his head, and losing consciousness. When he woke up again, he was already lying on his bed. Although the imperial doctor had treated him, he was still in pain all over his body.
Prince Ping didn't waste any time and sent him directly to a medicine hall for treatment.
Mingruo has diagnosed many patients who fell into the water. It is possible that they were injured like this if they fell from a cliff into the sea. However, I have never seen someone like this after falling into a lake. However, she is a doctor, and She is not a police officer, so the investigation is not her responsibility.
After that, Mingruo reached an agreement on the medical expenses and treatment plan - the consultation fee and medication were a total of 100,000 taels, and the surgery would be performed the day after tomorrow. She had to attend Emperor Danxu's birthday banquet with her boyfriend tomorrow, and there was no time for surgery.
Yan Zhaobai almost fell off the roof when he heard Xiao Jiuer's consultation fee - it was so dark. On the other hand, when Prince Ping heard the price, his face was calm, with no sign of going crazy. Yan Zhaobai rubbed his nose, could it be Are you too poor?
For the sake of saving one hundred thousand taels, before leaving, Mingruo asked Lao Shen to find a fifty-year-old ginseng tree, cut it into three qian pieces every day for the past two days, and give it to King Ping to cook the ginseng soup.
"Let Prince Ping recuperate first so that he can have surgery the day after tomorrow." Ming Ruo handed the written medical record to Lao Shen.
"Apprentice has written it down." Shen Cong nodded repeatedly. But in his heart, he thought, wouldn't it be more effective to use century-old wild ginseng? Could it be that Ping Wang is weak and cannot be supplemented? Judging from the pulse, it is not... (Ming Ruo Pulling the abacus: Yes, he is just weak and not able to make up for it!)
On the way back home, Yan Zhaobai started to complain: "Xiao Jiu'er, is your apprentice too old?"
"It's a bit old, but you have to use it." Mingruo has long accepted the reality that his apprentice is not a handsome man or a beautiful woman. "I am so busy every day, how can I have time to teach my little apprentice."
"..." It sounds reasonable, "Your medical fee is not low."
"Things that are rare are valuable." Ming Ruo smiled innocently, "I am the only one in the imperial capital who has this skill.
The main reason for charging so much money is to show His Royal Highness Prince Ping's noble status. For example, Mr. He is also almost injured, so I only charge one thousand taels for his treatment."
"Ahem." This was done to save King Quanping's face!
When Yan Zhaobai heard that the consultation fee was one hundred thousand taels, he just thought it was "black". After some explanation...it was really black and shiny.
Mingruo smiled and patted Yan Zhaobai on the back: "Fifth brother, why are you coughing again? Take a throat lozenge quickly."
"Okay..." Yan Zhaobai cooperated and ate a throat lozenge. It was refreshing and cool, not very sweet, and quite delicious.
On the day of the palace banquet, Mingruo put on gorgeous palace clothes and tied her hair into a cloud-top bun. Zisu chose a set of amethyst hair and facial hair produced by Yunzhuanglou to dress up the princess.
Ming Ruo walked out of the dormitory slowly, holding her Qin Su gauze and silk. Wearing such complicated palace attire, she must have a dignified manner, because the 'equipment' was too heavy to walk. Si Haochen helped Ming Ruo sit on the chariot sedan. Mingruo remembered something.
"The third day of the lunar new year." Ming Ruo called softly.
"Master." The third grade student knelt down on one knee and obeyed the order.
"Come here." Ming Ruo waved to the third grade junior high school and explained in this way. By the way, he brought Lao Tie to the third grade junior high school as a bodyguard.
On the third day of junior high school, he took the order and left.
"Why go to such trouble, wouldn't it be easier just to let Lao Tie bite her..." Si Haochen shook his head in disapproval.
"Being beaten to death with a stick is boring. You have to give people a chance to do bad things, right?" Mingruo spread his hands.
"Pfft." Si Haochen pinched Mingruo's cheek, "You do have a leisurely mind."
"Anyway, I have my husband and senior brother as my backers. Even if I mess up, there will be someone to clean up the mess." Ming Ruo made a face at Si Haochen.
"Yeah." Si Haochen's lips curled up slightly, quite satisfied with his status.
The two of them got into His Royal Highness Prince Yun's exclusive car and headed to the palace in a leisurely manner. Mingruo always felt that he had forgotten something. The fifth brother was going to set off from the post house with the envoy, and left after breakfast... There should be nothing else, right?
When he arrived at the palace gate, Mingruo remembered: "By the way, a gift! Where is our golden arowana?"
"It has been sent to the palace." Si Haochen gave Mingruo a reassuring look.
"Have people keep an eye on her, don't get killed if you don't send her away." In Mingruo's head, eight hundred plots of palace fights suddenly appeared.
"My dear concubine, don't worry when I'm doing this." Si Haochen helped Mingruo get out of the carriage and then got on the carriage.
"Yeah." Mingruo nodded.
Today, the palace is decorated with lanterns and colorful lanterns, and there are many bonsai lanterns on both sides of the palace road. This scene is so similar that it reminds Mingruo of last year, when she and Si Haochen were sitting side by side on the chariot.
