The injured one was indeed Zhan Yuheng. Although I had expected it before going out, after seeing it with my own eyes, I was still a little helpless.
God's will, she doesn't want to deal with people from the officialdom, the court or even the deep palace, but once she becomes famous, these people cannot be forced.
What's more, if she wants to expand her business, she will inevitably come into contact with dignitaries.
If she doesn't take the initiative to cling on, can she still push out what comes to her door?
Even if it can be pushed out, it depends on the situation. How can Zhan Yuheng be pushed out in his current situation?
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is determined to come here. Please immediately invite the best doctor in your family to come here for treatment. Hurry!"
Qingyun's face was also stained with blood, but it was obvious that the blood was not his own.
Feng Jiu came out of the inner hall, and two young men immediately greeted her: "Young Master, it's... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Feng Jiu's expression did not change, and she did not have any scruples because of His Royal Highness's status as the Crown Prince. She was still the same as before, when dealing with injuries, she ranked them according to their level of dignity and only looked at the level of the injury.
Zhan Yuheng was still conscious, and when he heard the boy calling him Young Master, he immediately raised his eyes.
He did not leave the palace for half a year. Before that, he was recuperating from illness. Later, he was cultivating his mind and nature, and also studying ice magic.
He didn't pay much attention to all the rumors among the people, but when he came out this time, he heard someone say that a miracle doctor had come to the imperial city, and his name was Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu.
Feng Jiu...isn't Feng Jiu Feng Jiu'er?
News came from the border town that Feng Jiuer disappeared during the battle between the Longwu Army and the Yanhe Army. Her life and death are still uncertain. Most people believe that she is dead.
The spies sent by Zhan Yuheng also came back and reported that Feng Jiuer died in the war, and even the Ninth Prince could not find her trace.
She was not with the Ninth Prince. Zhan Yuheng was originally in despair. If Feng Jiuer was still alive, how could she not be with her favorite Ninth Prince.
But now, there was a Feng Jiu in the imperial city that he didn't know about. He had originally planned to go out in person tomorrow after welcoming Uncle Nine Emperors today to meet the legendary doctor Feng Jiu.
Unexpectedly, he was assassinated and injured. It happened that this place was not far from Fengjiu's Tianji Hall, so he insisted on coming here.
But now, Feng Jiu has seen it, but it is... a face that is equally delicate and beautiful, but completely different, a body with a very similar temperament, but a very different height, and a body that feels strange.
sound.
"Hel him in, I'm going to give him an injection to stop the bleeding, hurry!"
A hint of bitter disappointment escaped from the corner of Zhan Yuheng's lips. After all, it was all fake.
He lost too much blood and fainted with his eyes closed.
The servant and Qingyun helped Zhan Yuheng in together, and Fengjiu immediately gave him acupuncture. The only request was that she didn't like people watching while she was rescuing people.
Originally, Qingyun didn't agree, but the blood from the wound on His Highness's abdomen kept pouring out. Finally, he got scared and hurried out.
No one knew how Feng Jiu treated the prince inside, but when the imperial doctor arrived after a stick of incense, the bleeding had miraculously been stopped.
This medical skill puts even the imperial doctors in the palace to shame.
"Although the prince's injuries are serious, they are only on the flesh and not on the vital parts. You can send him back now, but you must not be bumpy on the road."
Feng Jiu packed up her things and before leaving, she did not forget to explain: "The consultation fee is twelve taels, no credit."
The young man immediately looked at Qingyun, a little embarrassed. The people in front of him were all people in the palace. How could he care about the mere twelve taels of medical fees?
However, if you say you want to take it away, you must take it. If you don't take it, you will definitely be scolded when you turn around.
Qingyun's face also looked a little strange. It was their honor to treat His Highness the Crown Prince, but they even had to accept the treatment fee. This Young Master Fengjiu was really too courageous to say this!
However, the boy is staring at him now, with a look that prevents him from escaping. Is this because he is afraid that he will not even be willing to pay a mere twelve taels?
However, to treat the prince, we only charge twelve taels. Isn’t it too little?
If the prince wakes up and realizes that his injuries are only worth twelve taels, he doesn't know whether he will vomit blood and die.
Qingyun pulled off the money bag and put it directly into the boy's hand. He turned around and was about to join everyone in picking up the prince and taking him back to the palace.
Suddenly, the guards' salutes came from the front: "See the Ninth Prince!"
The Ninth Prince is here!
Feng Jiu, who had just left and walked into the courtyard, stiffened and her breath became confused in an instant. However, she quickly adjusted her breathing and quickened her pace to the backyard before Prince Ninth came in.
"Doctor Feng Jiu, Lord Nine may be injured, please stay!" Qingyun suddenly thought of something and quickly chased after him.
Originally, the Ninth Prince was walking with them, but then the Nanmen clan came. The Ninth Prince was very disdainful of the Nanmen clan. After seeing them, he decided not to enter the palace and went directly back to his Ninth Prince's Mansion.
In this way, the footsteps of the prince and the prince staggered slightly.
Unexpectedly, the prince was assassinated and injured just after the ninth prince left. Qingyun didn't know why the ninth prince came here suddenly. Maybe he knew that the prince was injured and returned to visit the prince, or maybe... he was also injured in an assassination?
Since an assassin appears in the imperial city, it is not surprising that such an important figure as the Ninth Prince would be assassinated.
Feng Jiu hesitated, but still wanted to leave, but would it be too suspicious to leave at this time?
During the tangle, a group of people broke in. The figure walking among the crowd was wearing silver-white armor, just like what he saw on the battlefield that day. It was so dazzling that people dared not look directly at it.
Feng Jiu just glanced briefly, then lowered her head and didn't look any further.
My heart was in chaos, but when I saw the middle-aged man being pushed behind the Ninth Prince, my heart was instantly calmed down.
Nowadays, the Ninth Prince is more arrogant than half a year ago, and is less afraid of the power of Emperor Qiwen and the royal family. Therefore, even Emperor Ji can appear by his side at will without any scruples.
It seems that when he came back this time, he was indeed more domineering and arrogant.
Well, this is the Nine Emperors Uncle she is familiar with, and the Nine Princes whom everyone respects like a god!
Half a year later, he finally came back. This time, he came back with a new attitude, a more proud aura, and a new identity.
The identity of the prince of the imperial family.
Coming back with such an identity, what on earth is he going to do?
The Ninth Prince, the god of war of the Zhan clan, and His Royal Highness, the crown prince of the Di clan, cannot coexist. So, what is his decision now?
Feng Jiu's breath had just stabilized when suddenly, a cold gaze swept over him, so powerful and so overwhelming!
