Zi'an was turning around and using his little finger to apply the peppermint ointment. When he heard this, he almost twisted his neck.
She looked up and saw Nanny Yang looking at her with a warning in her eyes.
Zi'an immediately understood that Murong Jie's seemingly nonchalant conversation actually contained hidden sharpness, and he was testing her.
Zi'an's mood, which had just relaxed, became tense again.
Yes, although she saved King Liang, she could not erase the damage her regret of engagement had caused to King Liang and the royal family. From the fact that the Regent had been guarding here for the past two days, it could be seen that he actually cared about King Liang very much.
He values this family relationship and will protect it.
This sentence seemed to be just a conversational question, and it didn't even carry any emotion. However, whether Zi'an answered that he regretted the engagement or not, he would be wrong.
If she agreed, she would be suspected of looking down on King Liang. If she said no, this was a marriage arranged by the Empress Dowager, what right did she have to refuse? This would be disobeying the order.
After a moment's silence, Zi'an said, "I have only been concerned about the King of Liang's condition these past two days and have not thought about this matter. Now I am thinking about the King of Liang's next treatment plan. The drainage must continue and is still somewhat dangerous. In addition, the King of Liang's fracture should also be treated."
Murong Jie laughed coldly, "In this way, you are very dedicated."
"My current identity is the doctor of His Royal Highness Prince Liang. Naturally, all I care about is Prince Liang's condition. I have no time to care about anything else."
Murong Jie suddenly stood up, turned around and stared at Zi'an with scorching eyes. Zi'an took a step back in fear and looked at him warily.
Murong Jie stretched out his finger, lifted her chin, and stepped forward. His tall and slender figure posed a strong threat to Zian. "Then, from now on, you can think about it."
Zi'an didn't dare to look into his eyes. Those eyes were like fire, ice, and cold arrows. They contained too much, but they could all be illusions. This man was too skilled. Zi'an suddenly felt that he could never be his opponent.
Her years of career as an agent have taught her one thing: never use tricks when dealing with someone of a higher rank, because your every word and action can allow him to peek into your inner world, so be as frank and sincere as possible.
At noon, another drainage operation was performed. This time, all the imperial doctors were present and watching. Seeing Zi'an's skillful needle insertion posture and precise acupoint selection technique, everyone had different ideas.
The Deputy Court Judge Liu, the Imperial Physician who was punished, also came. Surprisingly, he was not punished, but was called over and scolded by the Empress Dowager.
After Zi'an finished the drainage, she went downstairs to wash her hands. Imperial Physician Liu happened to walk over and said to her in a sarcastic tone, "Miss, you have profound medical skills."
Zi'an looked up and saw the hatred and jealousy in his eyes. He couldn't help but get angry. "It's because there are too many narrow-minded people like you that the development of medicine has stagnated."
Imperial Physician Liu said coldly: "Really? I want to see how generous and magnanimous you are."
Zian ignored him and walked away.
Among the imperial doctors present, no one truly admired her, except perhaps the court judge.
His apparent respect towards her was only because she had made great contribution in curing Prince Liang and was appreciated by the Empress Dowager.
This palace is really a deformed place. As doctors, instead of concentrating on studying medicine, they plunged headfirst into the power struggle. No wonder the imperial doctors are more mediocre than each other.
It's no wonder that the title of doctor is only used among the common people. In the palace, it is the imperial physician. He has an official rank. Once he cares more about his status than his duties, it will become corrupt, and power will override medical skills.
Xiaosun's injuries improved slightly, and the queen even went in to visit him in person, which moved Xiaosun so much that he burst into tears on the spot.
Nanny Yang secretly told Zi'an the purpose of the Queen's visit to Xiaosun, "If you feel wronged, tell the Queen. She will stand up for you."
Zi'an thought for a moment and shook his head gently, "No, Madam, I can't speak now. I won't use this favor until the critical moment."
Madam Yang looked at her worriedly, "But how are you going to face your ferocious family members when you go back?"
Zi'an smiled coldly, "For the time being, I can still handle it. If I really can't handle it, I will try to get the Queen to help me. Now, if I make any request, the Queen will think that I am using my merits to ask for rewards. Even if she doesn't think so for the time being, she may think so when she thinks about it in the future."
Moreover, Mei Fei was in the palace and had a good relationship with the Queen. If Mei Fei said a few more words in front of the Queen, her personality would completely collapse in front of the Queen.
The more meritorious you are, the more low-key you should be. Even if you have to keep your tail between your legs sometimes, it is also a last resort.
After completing the drainage, Murong Jie left.
Without Murong Jie's presence to oppress him, Zi'an felt much more relaxed.
The condition of Prince Liang had clearly improved in the evening. The three days Zi'an had mentioned before was a conservative estimate. Prince Liang's recovery was even faster than she had expected.
Prince Liang drank the decoction three times a day without frowning. Although the antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects of Chinese medicine were not as fast as those of Western medicine's acupuncture and drugs, Prince Liang had a good foundation, so the effect was very quick.
Zian began to deal with the fractures caused by the attack.
The fracture was not serious and was not difficult to treat. After all these ordeals, King Liang did not say a word. His high degree of cooperation made Zi'an feel very relieved.
"The prince is a very obedient patient." Zi'an said to King Liang in his spare time.
King Liang looked at her sideways and saw that her hair was neatly tied up with one or two strands hanging down. She looked charming in her capableness. He couldn't help but say, "Xia Zian, you are actually prettier than Xia Wan'er."
Zi'an said, "Comparing me with her, even if you praise me as a fairy, I don't think it's a compliment."
King Liang laughed, "You are quite arrogant."
Zi'an looked at him, his lips forming a word but hesitant to speak.
King Liang saw through it and sighed, "Just say whatever you want to say. You saved my life. No matter what you said is wrong, I will not blame you."
Zian said softly, "I'm sorry."
King Liang was startled and looked at her with strange eyes. He thought that she must be hesitant to explain the regret of the engagement, and he was waiting to hear a long explanation and difficulties.
Just an sorry
King Liang smiled faintly, "I forgive you."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for not being angry." Zi'an smiled brightly, but this smile was not relaxed at all. She did not dare to really hope that King Liang would forgive her.
King Liang adjusted his sleeping position and said calmly, "In fact, I was really angry and wanted to kill you at that time. However, after thinking about it carefully, I know that I shouldn't blame you. You were also used by others. The one that I agreed with your father was your sister Xia Wan'er."
Zi'an really didn't expect King Liang to be so reasonable. Even an ordinary citizen might not be able to let go of such things. As a royal noble with a distinguished status, he was the most qualified to focus on other people's mistakes, but he forgave her so easily
Zi'an once again felt that the rumors outside were really not credible at all.
(End of this chapter)