The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Chapter 279: wake

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Murong Yu left Cai's mansion helplessly, and the ghost was furious, "My lord, then Mr. Cai deserves to be beaten, but he opens his eyes and talks nonsense."

He glanced at Ghosting, "Right now we have something to ask for, and we will discuss it after Divine Doctor Xue arrives."

The ghost was silent, the prince really swallowed his anger in order to obtain the five medicinal materials.

If it was in the past, the prince has more than a dozen ways to make Mr. Cai hand over his things obediently.

After waiting for half an hour, Miracle Doctor Xue finally arrived.

Knocking on the door again, the butler fiercely drove them away, only to see an old man with white beard walking over supported by someone. The butler's eyes lit up, and he didn't dare to chase them away. He said politely: "So it's Miracle Doctor Xue. Come here, but I want to see my master."

Miracle doctor Xue was jolted by the carriage until his bones were about to fall apart, and his spirits were low, so he nodded.

The housekeeper graciously invited them to enter the mansion, and sent someone to the pharmacy to invite the master over.

In the hall, the servants served good tea. When Master Cai heard that Miracle Doctor Xue was coming, he rushed over immediately and bowed respectfully, "My junior pays homage to Miracle Doctor Xue. I heard that Miracle Doctor Xue has traveled all over the world for these years, but I never expected to visit today. I really appreciate this junior." pleasure."

"I came today to ask for something from you." Miracle Doctor Xue said slowly, "This is my little friend, also a friend of Wangnian."

"It turns out that this young master is a friend of Divine Doctor Xue." Master Cai said with a smile, he was completely different from his fierce face before, "Young master, I have offended you so much, please also invite Haihan."

"It's okay, I'm just taking the liberty." Murong Yu was still polite, thinking why this Master Cai became a grandson in front of Miracle Doctor Xue.

To say that the prestige of Miracle Doctor Xue is enough to make junior doctors respect, but the reputation of the family of ghost doctors has been famous for hundreds of years, which is not inferior to that of Miracle Doctor Xue.

Divine doctor Xue took a sip of tea and said: "Xiao Cai, my little friend is in urgent need of five kinds of medicinal materials. I wonder if you have those five kinds of medicinal materials in your house. I am willing to exchange them with the six kinds of medicinal materials in my collection."

Master Cai's complexion was not very good-looking, and he forced a smile, "Master Xue, the five kinds of medicinal materials that this young master wants, happen to be in the mansion, and my father found them all his life. Before my father died, he told the younger generation that the five kinds of herbs Medicinal materials are family treasures, so they must be guarded. But since you have always spoken, I will give it to your friends who have forgotten the year, so my father will not blame the younger generation."

Divine doctor Xue nodded, "If it wasn't for his relatives who were seriously ill and their lives were in danger, I wouldn't force it. Xiao Cai, I have written a miscellaneous journal of my thoughts and gains from practicing medicine for decades. If you don't dislike it, I will give it to you." You can also be regarded as the person who has inherited the old man's medical skills."

The ghost shadow is speechless, but also feels pain in the flesh, in the whole world, who would not want to have the peerless medical skills and life-long painstaking efforts of Miracle Doctor Xue

Master Cai immediately knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, "Your junior can't ask for it. Thank you, Miracle Doctor Xue, for the gift."

Afterwards, he ordered the housekeeper to fetch the five herbs.

Murong Yu's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, Ah Ci, you are saved

The butler brought the servants to fetch five medicinal ingredients and handed them over to Guiying and the others.

Doctor Xue explained how Murong Yu boiled the medicine, how to take it with the blood of His Royal Highness, etc.

Murong Yu quietly asked, "Why does Master Cai respect you so much?"

"More than ten years ago, Mr. Cai's mother was terminally ill. He was helpless and asked the old man to come to the doctor. The old man healed his mother and gave his mother ten years of life. His mother was grateful for the old man's life-saving grace and respected the old man very much. This son naturally respects this old man very much." Divine doctor Xue said in a low voice.

"So that's how it is." Murong Yu understood that if you sow a good cause, you will reap a good fruit.

Without further ado, he immediately left with the five herbs, and Master Xue will leave later.

Master Cai smiled and said, "Master Xue, it's rare for you to come to Ganzhou once, so stay in the humble house for a few days."

Divine doctor Xue said with a smile: "No, the old man has to rush back to the capital, the old man is worried that the young master's condition will relapse."

Mr. Cai gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "You are always hanging the pot to help the world, and the benevolence of the doctors is admired by the younger generation."

Divine doctor Xue took out an old booklet and handed it to him, and said earnestly, "Xiao Cai, I know the family rules of your family of ghost doctors. I have passed this booklet and all my hard work to you, and I only hope that you will carry forward my medical skills. Heal more patients. Think about it, if the old man refused to heal your mother, how would you think of others in the pain of bereavement, and how would you treat yourself and others in the pain of bereavement, the same reason."

"The younger generation has been educated. The younger generation will modify the family rules and treat more patients." Master Cai laughed.

"Okay, okay, I don't worry that there will be no successors for this doctor." Divine doctor Xue patted his hand, said goodbye and left.

Murong Yu and others rushed all the way back to the Imperial Capital, Ma Dong and Master Shen immediately fried the five herbs.

Murong Ci's own blood is also needed.

Murong Yu gave Gui Ying a few words, and then came to the bedroom with a brocade box, and told Qin Ruo to close the door tightly.

There are only him and Qin Ruo in the dormitory. He opened the brocade box, and golden light overflowed, illuminating the dimly lit room.

Qin Ruo was not surprised because she had seen Feng Jinchai in the Nine Dragons Opera, but she was concerned about His Highness waking up soon.

The Nine Dragons Xifeng Nobile was placed beside the bed, and he took Ah Ci's hand and gently placed it on the Nobile. Not long after, the dormitory suddenly brightened, as if shrouded in the sun, the nine dragons and the phoenix

The gold hairpin emits a strong golden light, and the fine light spots flow on the surrounding walls, shining brightly and beautifully.

Murong Yu picked up the sharp part of the phoenix tail on the gold hairpin, and lightly stroked A Ci's middle finger.

At the same time, Qin Ruo stuffed a white jade bowl to catch the blood dripping from her finger.

Murong Ci has been ill for so many days, and his body is extremely weak. It took a long time to squeeze this half bowl of blood.

After that, Qin Ruo bandaged the wound on His Highness's middle finger with a cloth towel.

He put the Nine-Dragon Opera Phoenix Nobile in a brocade box and temporarily put it in a sandalwood box.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Shen brought over the decoction.

Qin Ruo picked up His Highness who was unconscious, and let His Highness lean on her. Murong Yu first fed her two mouthfuls of blood, then the soup, and finally the blood.

After Murong Ci took the medicine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and finally took the medicine at the end of the three-day period, and now they are waiting for her to wake up.

There were still only Qin Ruo and Murong Yu in the dormitory. Qin Ruo glanced at the bird's nest porridge and cakes brought in by the maidservant, "My lord has driven so much, let's eat some. If His Highness wakes up later and sees His emaciated state, Your Highness Will be worried."

Murong Yu really felt hungry, probably because he was no longer so worried, so he ate all the food delivered.

The servants in the palace sent dozens more memorials, which had been backlogged for three days.

He went outside to review the memorial, Qin Ruo looked at His Highness.

She looked at His Highness without blinking, and always felt that the blue color on His Highness's face had faded a little bit. She wanted to tell the prince the good news, but seeing that he was concentrating on reviewing the memorial, she didn't dare to disturb him.

After an hour, she couldn't bear it anymore, and went to report with great joy: "My lord, the blue color on the lower part of your Highness has faded a lot."

Murong Yu rushed into the room in surprise, as expected, Ah Ci's small face had returned to its previous fairness, but he was seriously ill, haggard and thin, and his complexion was very bad.

"Maybe His Highness will wake up soon." Qin Ruo cried with joy.

"Yeah." He held Ah Ci's little hand, his eyes shining like crystal diamonds.

Qin Ruo went to order the servant girl to prepare bird's nest porridge, so that His Highness can eat some porridge to replenish his strength when he wakes up.

Back in the dormitory, she saw the prince fell asleep lying on the bed, so she did not disturb him, and exited lightly.

These days the prince seldom sleeps, he rushed to Ganzhou again, rushed back non-stop, and then reviewed the memorials, he must be extremely tired and unable to take it anymore. Just let him sleep well.

When Murong Ci opened his eyes, what he saw was him lying beside the bed.

She felt that she had slept for a long time, her head was a little dizzy, her limbs were a little stiff, but her body was warm. As for Murong Yu, his complexion was very bad, his lips were bloodless, his beard was untidy, and he was extremely haggard, as if he had aged by three or four years. Judging by his appearance, he must have not cleaned up his appearance for several days.

Is she sick? He has been standing by the bed to take care of her

For a moment, her eyebrows were sour, and pearl-like tears rolled down her face.

She reached out and gently touched his forehead, trying to smooth his slightly frowned brows. Her heart was as sweet as honey, but also sad. For her, he took care of her indiscriminately, and this kind of love was too much for her. Too deep and too crazy.

Murong Yu, I know your heart for me.

She gently covered his big hand with strong bones, Murong Yu's big hand suddenly moved, and then he raised his head suddenly, when he saw her eyes open, he shook her hand back in ecstasy, his handsome eyes were full of tears, "A Ci, you're awake"

Murong Ci nodded slightly and struggled to get up.

He helped her up, hugged her suddenly, and wept with joy, "I've been looking forward to this moment for many days, and you're finally fine."

The hug was very tight, as if it wanted to go on like this forever.

"Let me go first"

"I want to hug you"

The feeling of finally dragging her back from the gate of hell was too thrilling, and the feeling of regaining her lost was too unforgettable. He was a little worried about gains and losses, and didn't know if it was a dream or real. Still, he relaxed.

She asked softly: "How many days have I been sick and what is the disease?"

Murong Yu's voice was hoarse, "It's only a few days. I'll tell you in detail when you recover."

Murong Ci didn't ask any further questions, and guessed that he must be seriously ill and had been in a coma for many days, otherwise he wouldn't have turned into such a sloppy look.

He let her go and stroked her little face, "You look better, Ah Ci, you know, you really scared me."

"Sorry. Then it's your turn to scare me next time." She chuckled.

"No. I would rather be the one who is scared forever, but I hope you are well." He said in a low voice.

"This is in your mansion, didn't you send me back to the East Palace?" She looked at the dormitory and found that it was the room she had lived in before.

"I blocked the news of your serious illness, and even your father didn't report it."

"It's better not to let the emperor know, so as to save him from worrying and grieving."

Murong Yu hugged her again and didn't want to let go for a long time.