After rebirth, the black medical concubine abused the scum with the green tea script

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Your eloquence is getting better and better."

It took Mrs. Cheng a long while to say this with a smile on her face.

Squinting at Xia Qingyao, Cheng's eyes were sharper than ever before: "It seems that Judge Xia has a close relationship with the Crown Prince?"

Xia Qingyao understood that Mrs. Cheng was dissatisfied that besides treating her, she also treated Murong Zheng.

Xia Qingyao's expression was indifferent, and he looked like a miracle doctor. He explained politely and without losing his integrity: "I am a doctor. It is the duty of a humble minister to treat illnesses and save people. I have already thought of some ways to deal with the princess's poison."

The implication is that since ancient times, no one has stipulated that a doctor can only treat a certain person, not to mention that Mrs. Cheng is still asking for help from her now?

Mrs. Cheng looked at Xia Qingyao with a smile on her face and cold eyes for a while, then slowly said, "I haven't had the needle yet today."

As he spoke, his green and white jade fingers fell on his collar. Although he made no next move, it was obvious that he was chasing people away.

Murong Zheng smiled, and coupled with his handsome eyebrows and high nose, he really filled the room with flowers.

"In that case, I won't disturb the princess. Xia Yuanjian, I will wait for you outside."

Xia Qingyao looked back and saw that it would be bad for Murong Zheng to quarrel with Princess Chen today because of her tit-for-tat confrontation. She hurriedly winked at Murong Zheng and signaled him to leave it alone.

But Murong Zheng just smiled lightly, cupped his hands slightly and was about to leave.

Looking at Murong Zheng's face that was so handsome that it was difficult to describe or paint, what appeared in front of Cheng's eyes was the similar face of the then Princess Chen, Jiang's, and her anger was on the verge of breaking out:

"Your Majesty, I usually have very little patience. I don't even bother to say anything when I see your father. Why did you break your precept today and be willing to be a guard outside my princess's door? Is it possible that your Majesty is still afraid that my princess will hurt you and Xia Yuan will not be judged?"

"The princess is joking, I'm just waiting for Xia Yuan's diagnosis and treatment."

Murong Zheng pretended to be emotional, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "I am impatient with no one at the moment. I have to be patient with the Xia Yuan Judgment. After all, my life depends on the Xia Yuan Judgment to save my life. What does the princess say?"

Xia Qingyao knew that Murong Zheng was reminding Mrs. Cheng that if she still wanted to be cured, she should be nicer to her.

"Oh, the prince has really made great progress. If the prince knows that the prince is so sensible now, he will be happy." Mrs. Cheng made it clear that she would tell King Chen about Murong Zheng's disrespect today.

Murong Zheng turned around and walked out of the house indifferently, while Shi Shiran stood in the corridor.

Xia Qingyao lowered her eyes and covered the emotions in her eyes with her long eyelashes.

Although she and Murong Zheng were trusting partners now, it was really touching that he could do this for her.

Mrs. Cheng turned slightly and looked out. Through the carved screen, she could see half of Murong Zheng's arm. She couldn't help but look at Xia Qingyao and chuckled meaningfully.

Xia Qingyao just couldn't see it, took out the pulse pillow from the medical box, and stepped forward to diagnose Cheng's pulse.

"I have always thought that the Xia family had been exiled for more than ten years because they were implicated because of the death of the late princess. The Xia family itself was fine.

"That's why we exempted them from the sentence of exile and allowed them to return to Beijing. Not only did they return their residences, they also gave Xia Ziming an official position.

"Especially you. As a woman, I, the princess, insisted on promoting you to be the first female court judge in this dynasty regardless of the opinions of outsiders.

"But this behavior of your Xia family really disappoints me. This matter was handled by the Jin Yiwei and now it has caused a storm in the city. I don't know how many people will talk about me."

Mrs. Cheng held back her anger and spent a lot of effort to maintain her demeanor in front of Murong Zheng, but with Xia Qingyao, she no longer wanted to pretend that nothing was wrong.

As she spoke, Mrs. Cheng's eyes began to turn red, and the veins on her forehead bulged. She frantically scratched her hair and pulled open her clothes.

Seeing Mrs. Cheng like this, Nanny Song immediately said anxiously: "Xia Yuan has judged that the princess is poisoned! You should think of a solution quickly."

"Nanny Song, don't worry."

Xia Qingyao took out the needle bag and shook it. Silver needles of different sizes were arranged neatly in it, and he placed it neatly on the acupuncture point on Cheng's head. He twisted it with his fingertips and heard the distant sound of phoenix chirping.

Soon, the sound of needles in the house began to chirp one after another.

These days, she has acquired the "Chu Family Medical Code" and carefully studied the parts that she had not learned thoroughly before. At this time, her control over Fengming Acupuncture has increased to another level.

The current situation was special, so Xia Qingyao no longer only controlled Cheng's condition as before, but deliberately made her slightly better.

Only by giving her some sweet treats to appease her anger will it be easier for her to use Prince Chen's Mansion in the future.

Sure enough, Cheng's uneasy movements just now were immediately relieved, and his bluish complexion became normal.

"Amitabha, Xia Yuan's acupuncture skills are amazing, thank you, otherwise the princess would have vomited blood again."

Xia Qingyao smiled at this loyal servant and shook his head, dropped the last needle, twisted the end of the needle, and when the needle chirped, he got up and went to the table to consider the recipe.

Mr. Cheng sat cross-legged on the concubine's feet, and felt that her head felt refreshed, as if many entangled emotions were being smoothed out by a pair of soft hands. Her mind was clearer than ever before, and even her breathing became much easier.

"Princess, how are you? You almost got poisoned just now." Nanny Song stepped forward quickly and wiped Mrs. Cheng's sweat with trembling hands.

Only then did Mrs. Cheng let out a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat enlightened.

Xia Qingyao considered the prescription, added or subtracted a few herbs, and then told Aunt Song to order someone to boil the medicine.

Returning to Mr. Cheng, he took out the needles one by one in a unique order. Xia Qingyao placed three fingers on Mr. Cheng's ruler: "The princess's pulse condition has become more stable than the previous times. It seems that I have come up with something new."

The method is effective.”

Mrs. Cheng nodded and looked at Xia Qingyao with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes. After a while, she gently opened her lips and said, "You have wasted a lot of time to come up with such an effective acupuncture method, right?"

Xia Qingyao immediately understood that Mrs. Cheng suspected that she had already found a way to relieve her pain, but was unwilling to do her best.

But, so what if she doubts it?

"It's true that a lot of time was wasted. I only studied the manuscripts and there is such a thick stack." Xia Qingyuan raised his head and smiled shyly.

"It's a pity that my home was sealed. I only brought out a medical kit. Fortunately, I have the method in my mind, but I will continue to study and wait until when I can get those notes."

Mrs. Cheng had no doubt that he was there, after all, she had seen so many doctors before but nothing worked, but now in Xia Qingyao's hands, her condition was getting better little by little.

No matter whose condition Xia Qingyao is still thinking about, as long as her condition is improving, that's fine. As for that annoying bastard outside the door...

Mrs. Cheng sneered, only a silly kid like Murong Tong who had never seen the world would care about an eldest son who could die of illness at any time and was not favored by his father.

"The affairs in your family are really troublesome. They will not only be a stain on you, but also affect the reputation of the palace." Mrs. Cheng calmed down all her emotions and put on a loving and gentle smile, "But don't worry, I will also help you.

Thinking of something."

"Thank you, Princess." Xia Qingyao smiled gratefully.

After watching Mrs. Cheng take medicine and checking her pulse again, Xia Qingyao said goodbye and left, returning to Trillium Residence with Murong Zheng.

After Xia Qingyao gave Murong Zheng the same diagnosis and treatment, she tiredly wiped her sweat and said goodbye to her: "I have to go out and think of a solution."

Murong Zheng frowned: "Why, you have forgotten all the bad things the Xia family did to you? Do you still want to save them?"

"Do you think I look like a Bodhisattva?" Xia Qingyao sneered, "I'm not here for the Xia family, I'm here for my second brother."

Murong Zheng frowned even more tightly: "You really care about your second brother."