The man on the bed remained unresponsive.
Liu Jin returned.
Chu Qianli held his hand, then finally let go.
"I need to administer acupuncture to him. Tonight, he might wake up, but his spirit will definitely not be good."
"Yes, if you need anything, just command me."
Chu Qianli couldn't help but turn back and glance at him.
Physicians and scholars were actually people with immense pride, unable to tolerate the merits of others.
Especially since Liu Jin was a master in the field of medicine.
Anyone who could serve as a personal physician to Prince Xuan would possess considerable skill; otherwise, Prince Xuan wouldn't keep him.
However, Liu Jin was truly humble in front of her.
He even made a great effort to learn, never considering it a humiliation that his medical skills were inferior to hers.
This person was, after all, a good person.
"There's nothing needed. If you wish, you can observe my acupuncture techniques. When I'm not around..."
"Certainly, I will learn from you. If you need to go out, I can then administer acupuncture to the Emperor."
She felt it was somewhat inauspicious to mention "when I'm not around."
Liu Jin pulled over a chair and sat beside Chu Qianli, watching her perform the acupuncture.
Ancient acupuncture techniques appeared similar, but in reality, even the slightest difference in detail could lead to vastly different outcomes.
Liu Jin watched very attentively, and when he didn't understand something, he would proactively ask.
For the time it took two incense sticks to burn, both of them were earnestly exchanging knowledge.
Chu Qianli never used the word "teach" throughout the entire process, and Liu Jin knew that she was preserving his dignity.
In truth, Miss Chu was a truly wonderful person, but it was a pity that things had come to this point with the Prince.
"Liu Jin! Quickly! Prince Jing is injured! Hurry!" Outside, Leng Ji's voice suddenly called out.
Chu Qianli's hand trembled.
Fortunately, the last needle had already been removed.
She glanced at Liu Jin, "You stay and look after the Emperor. I'll go and see."
Without waiting for Liu Jin to finish speaking, Chu Qianli had already stood up, grabbed her medicine box, and hurried out.
Why did he look so anxious? Was his relationship with Prince Jing very good?
When had this camaraderie been established?
Chu Qianli ignored him and rushed to Prince Jing's chambers at her fastest speed.
He had been stabbed twice in the abdomen and had numerous other wounds, but none were fatal.
The most dangerous aspect was that two more poisons had been administered into his body!
"These martial artists are truly resorting to any means necessary!"
The critical point was that they were unstoppable, with their martial arts techniques being bizarre and their poison masters being formidable.
Seeing Chu Wang in such a state, Chu Qianli's heart ached.
However, Chu Wang, seeing a hint of crimson in her eyes, couldn't help but smile, "Don't be sad, I'm not dead yet."
Unfortunately, after smiling, he inadvertently disturbed the qi trapped in his chest, causing him to cough violently.
What he coughed out was all bloody phlegm, and it was black.
"Can you be quiet? You're truly close to death."
Chu Qianli gave him a glare, but ultimately, her heart softened. She quickly put down her medicine box and began administering acupuncture to detoxify him.
He had truly almost died, to be wounded like this!
Feng Ye Xuan looked back at Ding Chen.
Ding Chen's spine chilled, and he said urgently, "After I received the Prince's orders, I summoned them back as quickly as possible, but it was still a step too late, and Prince Jing was injured."
It was indeed his fault.
However, Chu Wang said hoarsely, "It's not... Ding Chen's fault. If the Four Killers hadn't arrived, I... I wouldn't have been able to survive tonight."
"Stop talking!"
Chu Qianli sighed helplessly and couldn't help but turn back and glance at Ding Chen, "Thank you!"
Ding Chen, however, was stunned.
Miss Chu was thanking him?