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Song Yunqian glanced at her, "Really? Then come closer and smell it! " With that, she reached out and pulled him into her embrace. Her face was red as she propped herself up against his chest and said anxiously, "Can you lower your voice? It would be embarrassing if I let you listen to it later!"

Song Yunqian snorted: "Royal brother and Master Yang have long gone to the side chamber, who would dare to eavesdrop?" His internal force had already recovered, so he naturally heard what Wen Yi said to the Prince Zhenyuan just now.

With one hand supporting his chest, Wen Yi wiped his face roughly. "Alright, let's hurry over, don't make them wait too long."

Song Yunqian said indifferently, "This king is already a disabled person anyway. They can only wait, they can't wait and discuss on their own."

Wen Yi's eyes reddened, and she raised her eyes to look at him, "I don't like to hear you talk like that."

He completely gave up when he saw her expression. He pretended to be impatient: "Alright, you are so long-winded!"

"If you find me long-winded, I'll just shut up." Wen Yi said angrily, "Who asked you to always say something I don't like to hear? If you don't say anything, I won't be long-winded. "

Song Yunqian didn't look at her from the side, but his heart was filled with joy due to her anger. He knew that it was because she was nervous that she would say such words. He didn't know why he hated her so much in the past, but now, everything was gone. Replacing it was a brand-new feeling, a racing heart.

However, he wasn't entirely happy in his heart. If he was the same as before, he wouldn't hesitate in the slightest and would use all his strength to fight for her. But now, he was a cripple. What qualifications did he have to have her stay by his side out of guilt?

Even though she was his wangfei in name, he knew that before he left for Sirius Mountain, she had already given up on him and no longer held any attachment she had before. She was doing this to him now because he was hurt and guilty about saving her, and she continued to force herself to like him.

Thus, when palace maid carried him to the side hall, he looked at Wen Yi's beautiful back with a heavy and sorrowful heart.

Although Song Yunqian was the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, he had not been in office for long, and had not fully familiarized himself with the matters of the Ministry of Industry. Song Yunqian occasionally gave a bit of advice, which was also very accurate.

Although Wen Yi was not a river expert, but because she loved to read books in the modern world, she had knowledge on many aspects. She had a basic understanding of water treatment and river construction, and this understanding was not shallow. With her knowledge and concept, she was able to come up with clear ideas and suggestions. She reminded him of a few things, and Song Yunqian gave her all kinds of suggestions.

These suggestions all had a bright spot, Lord Yang happily said, "Prince, why don't I rush back to the palace and deliver a memorial to the emperor tomorrow night, so that he can have a look at if it's advisable?"

Song Yunqian nodded slightly. "That's fine, you go back and make the preparations, send it to me for a look tomorrow, and if there's anything that's inappropriate, I'll discuss it with you."

Lord Yang walked away feeling satisfied. Prince Zhenyuan did not understand this way, so he did not express any opinion, but seeing that Song Yunqian had regained his usual high spirits, he finally felt relieved.

When Wen Yi sent him away, he quietly asked Wen Yi, "That Imperial Physician Shangguan, what is your relationship with him?"

Wen Yi was a little stunned, "What does it matter? No, I didn't know him before. "

The Prince Zhenyuan was surprised, "Why would you stand up for him?"

"This person's life is in danger, is it important to not know him?" Wen Yi laughed indifferently, "He was wronged, you know this, the emperor knows this. Since everyone knows this, someone had to speak up, otherwise, that executioner's blade would have killed him."

In Wen Yi's heart, life was very important. In a hospital, sometimes all the medical personnel would expend all their effort to treat a patient, even if it meant paying a huge price. In this world, what could be more important than one's life?

Prince Zhenyuan sincerely bowed in admiration and said with appreciation, "Compared to you, Luo Yi, this king is truly ashamed."

Wen Yi laughed, "My lord, we are humans, to be human is the foundation of one's nature, to harm animals, to even animals, how can we talk about humans?"

With that, she went back with a smile.

Song Yunqian was still drawing pictures in the side hall. With Wen Yi's advice, he felt that the South-to-North Water Transfer was not impossible, although the project was huge, but to be able to solve it once and for all was enough to eliminate any future troubles.

Wen Yi did not disturb him and took out the acupuncture of gold s he brought with him to look at him.

Someone from the Hall of Rising Sun came over to pass on a message that the Wangsun had been stable for the past few days. Due to being exposed to the sun for a few days and drinking the prescription given by the imperial physician, the yellow had already faded a bit.

However, two days later, he also ordered someone to spread the news that he was still vomiting milk and crying, that he still had a fever, that he was unable to retreat, and that he was suffering from convulsions. Wen Yi had gone to take a look, but she did not dare to give acupuncture or perform any surgery.

Princess Zhenyuan also finally found out about An Ran's situation. She was very sad and fainted in front of An Ran's bed, unable to persuade her.

The Princess Zhenyuan begged Wen Yi to give her all hope. Wen Yi did not have the same impulse as last time, but in truth, last time, she was really very risky. Without any anesthetic or disinfectant, and without any basic measures, even if she gave birth right away, the princess would not be able to escape the calamity.

The last time she had done this, knowing full well that it was difficult, and indeed feeling that it was a simple operation, she would have no problem doing it, even if she had to put aside the backwardness of the medical treatment. First, she did not confirm the cause of Wangsun's jaundice. Secondly, she had yet to completely grasp the acupuncture of gold, or it could be said that she did not know if the information recorded in the acupuncture of gold had any basis.

She wasn't the least bit confident and naturally didn't dare to make any promises in front of the wangfei.

Zhuge Ming also went to see the Wangsun. Zhuge Ming was a genius doctor, so his one sentence caused the Prince Zhenyuan couple to feel utter despair.

He said that Wen Yi had only taken care of Song Yunqian for the past few days and had not come to take care of An Ran. He also said that she said that she had a solution in front of the empress dowager that day, but in the end, it was to everyone's disappointment. She anxiously summoned the imperial doctors, eventually alerting the emperor. The emperor angrily rebuked the Imperial Concubine Rong, and only after that did the Imperial Concubine Rong calm down.

Song Yunqian learnt from Xiao Ju that Wen Yi had been scolded badly by the Imperial Concubine Rong, and he was very angry, wanting to find the Imperial Concubine Rong for a reason. The Queen persuaded him, and made him forget about it, to not start a conflict with the Prince Zhenyuan over this matter, and to not hurt their brotherly relationship. Furthermore, the Imperial Concubine Rong was the imperial concubine, so he had to address the Imperial Concubine Rong as Consort when she saw him.

Song Yunqian heard the empress's advice, but he could not calm his anger, and his heart ached for Wen Yi. Therefore, when Wen Yi came to visit him, he intentionally pulled her to the corridor to look at the osmanthus flowers, and together with her, they recalled the dangers of Sirius Mountain, making her feel that being scolded at at such a dangerous time was nothing to her.

Wen Yi naturally knew what he was thinking. In fact, she wasn't sad about being scolded by Imperial Concubine Rong, she was already used to being scolded. As a doctor, she would always be scolded by the patients' families, and she had even died in the hands of the patients' families.

What made her sad was that she could only watch as he left safely, and she had no way out.

The drawback of western medicine is that many diseases need to be diagnosed by instruments. In places where medical equipment is lagging, clinical experience alone is enough to prevent terminal disease. He recalled that when he was working in the hospital, apart from the patients who had a cold, many of the other illnesses were first taken in a film or blood test, so he had to rely on these data to diagnose his illness. She didn't think she was a doctor, just someone who knew how to read data.

Today, from dusk onwards, a thick layer of cumulus clouds had accumulated in the sky, obscuring the setting sun.

At a quarter to ten, it began to drizzle. After dinner, the rain got heavier and heavier. On autumn days, there were very few thunderstorms. But on this night, thunder and lightning rang out and it rained cats and dogs, as if it was midsummer.

Within the Sunrise Hall, the atmosphere was somber and gloomy.

The An Ran had already fallen into a coma. Since yesterday, she had been in constant high fever, and the imperial doctors were helpless against her. They could only watch as the An Ran struggled painfully on the verge of life and death.

Prince Zhenyuan's consort was so heartbroken that he cried like hell while hugging An Ran. Afterwards, when he saw An Ran twitching in his coma, she ran out to the courtyard where the flower trees were scattered in the rain, ignoring her weak body. He prayed to the heavens, begging for mercy and couldn't be persuaded, the Prince Zhenyuan carried her, using her body to shelter her from the wind and rain.

She ordered all of the palace maid s to withdraw, leaving her alone in the hall to accompany the Wangsun. The empress dowager and empress had come to see An Ran earlier and knew that she was no longer safe. Her angina flared up, and she was sent back to the Hall of Longevity. The emperor and empress had served her well, and were afraid that something might happen to her.

Long Fei and the Blue Doctor waited at the corridor outside the hall with solemn expressions. Both of them knew that once An Ran died, the ones waiting for them would either be sentenced to prison or ordered to die. All previous dynasties had been like this, the people of the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, their status was reserved. No matter what the reason was, they would always have to kill someone with them. And this time, Wangsun's condition was unknown even before his death.

When the two of them found out that the situation in Wangsun had worsened, they had already bid their farewells to their families.

"Brother Long …" Blue Doctor appeared to be somewhat distracted, a hint of desire and longing for life in his eyes. He only called out to Long Fei, not knowing what to say.

Long Fei knew that he was terrified, but wasn't he the same as well? His expression was complex, as he faintly sighed, "I wrongly believed in the Princess Ning'an!"

He had bet all his life on Wen Yi, thinking that Wen Yi would have a way to cure Wangsun. In fact, if it wasn't for Wen Yi who had given the Hope Emperor and the Imperial Concubine Rong a way to cure Wangsun, then the Imperial Concubine Rong wouldn't have been so furious.

On the day of production, Blue Doctor was always there, he witnessed Wen Yi's medical skills. Now that he heard Long Fei say this, he did not agree in his heart. He only felt bitter and sad, but he could only mutter a refute for Wen Yi, "As a doctor, you always carry the best wishes, but you have forgotten that life is always unpredictable.