Marrying Salted Fish

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Chapter 61

Lin Qingyu stayed at home for a day, but there was no news from the palace. He also asked Huantong to go to Hu Ji's house to inquire. Hu Ji had not returned yet, so he was probably still waiting in the East Palace.

On the second night after the incident at the East Palace, Lin Qingyu returned to the Imperial Hospital to take up his duty. Some of the doctors who had gone to the East Palace that day had already returned. They were all in a hurry and kept silent about the prince's condition. Lin Qingyu asked several times, but they all said that the prince had a sudden illness and needed to rest for a while.

This is treating people like fools. Although Lin Qingyu couldn't see their prescriptions, he knew that Xiao Cheng had suffered serious external injuries and was bleeding profusely, most likely in the chest and lungs, by looking at what medicine was missing from the medicine cabinet.

On the third day after the accident, Hu Ji finally returned to the Imperial Hospital. He had not washed his official uniform for three days, and the sleeves were stained with blood. He was so tired that he was in a trance.

Lin Qingyu offered to take him back home. In the carriage, Hu Ji told Lin Qingyu that the prince was not sick, but was wounded by a sword.

"When I arrived at the East Palace that day, the prince had been carried to the bed. He was only wearing his nightgown, with a bloody hole on his chest, his whole body stained with blood, his eyes wide open, and his mind still clear, but he couldn't speak." Recalling the scene at that time, Hu Ji was still frightened, "I rushed forward to stop the bleeding for the prince, and suddenly he grabbed my clothes, and I heard him say 'come back'... Then the prince fainted, and he hadn't woken up until I left."

Lin Qingyu didn't care what Xiao Cheng said before he fell into a coma. He just wanted to know when Xiao Cheng would die. "How confident are you that you can wake the prince up?"

Hu Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Less than 30%."

Thirty percent... is still too much.

Hu Ji added: "However, the prince's left lung was injured. Even if he survives this time, he will probably have to take medicine all the time in the future and live like a medicine bottle."

Lin Qingyu still felt unwilling. The left lung was nothing. If Shen Huaishi's sword had been a little more off, and pierced Xiao Cheng's heart, that would have been what he would have liked to see.

Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Hu Ji, no matter who the patient is, will you treat him with all your heart?"

Hu Ji said without hesitation: "Of course, this is my medical knowledge."

Lin Qingyu said nothing more. Hu Ji studied medicine to save the dying and the wounded. Even if the patient was an unforgivable criminal, he would probably save him first and then send him to the government. He studied medicine, poisons, and poisons because he liked them, and he would also use them to harm people. He respected Hu Ji's ideas and didn't want to ruin Hu Ji's medical skills.

The most important thing is, even if Hu Ji wanted to do something, the other doctors were not blind. Every bowl of medicine in the East Palace would be tested for poison. If he was not careful, he might end up being harmed instead of being able to kill the prince. Murdering the prince was a capital crime with the whole family being executed. Even for his family, he could not act rashly.

Could it be that we can only leave it to fate?

Hu Ji was so tired that he could not open his eyes, but he did not forget to instruct Lin Qingyu: "By the way, the emperor has issued a death order. The assassination of the prince must not be spread. Doctor Lin, please do not tell anyone else about this."