Chapter IBMLS Ch.112 Same room (3)
“There’s no need for that.” Imperial physician Wu said with confidence, “I’m very familiar with His Royal Highness An’s illness. I’ve already memorised his pathology by heart, so there is no need to spend more time on his pulse diagnosis.”
Mu Mingtang frowned, that shouldn’t be what a virtuous imperial physician should say. Mu Mingtang silently scanned the surrounding maids and servants, she didn’t say anything at the end, and followed the imperial physician Wu outside and listened to the prescriptions given by him.
The bedroom door was closed, and they no longer needed to lower their voices. Mu Mingtang asked: “Imperial physician Wu, how is the prince?”
“He’s doing fine.” Imperial physician Wu stroked his beard as he said casually, “Prince An’s body is as per normal. Just don’t move around much, rest more, don’t use too much of his energy, he’ll be able to recover.”
Mu Mingtang originally wanted to ask what she should pay attention to in terms of his diet, but after hearing from imperial physician Wu, Mu Mingtang felt that there was no need to ask. She looked up at the other four imperial physicians. They all lowered their heads and pretended as if it was none of their business. No one had any objection to what imperial physician Wu had just said. Mu Mingtang resisted the urge to rage, she smiled and asked, “How about his medicine?”
“He doesn’t need any medicine.” Imperial physician Wu said, “It’s a mental illness, any medicine is useless, he has to recover naturally. G.o.d will bless a good man like Prince An, he’ll be fine.”
Mu Mingtang was slightly annoyed. She was angry, but she suppressed part of her anger and said: “I don’t understand what the imperial physician Wu just said. The emperor sent five imperial physicians to take care of the prince, but according to what imperial physician Wu had just said, the prince’s illness can’t be treated at all, you guys don’t need to do anything, all you have to do is wait. In this case, why are you all still staying in the manor? We base ourselves on the principles of profound respect and humility, I dare not delay the time of you genius physicians, let me send you five back to the palace.”
Mu Mingtang raised her voice and said: “Someone, prepare the carriage.”
The imperial physician Wu didn’t expect that Mu Mingtang would dare to be so rude, he was stunned and his expression obviously didn’t look too good.
The imperial physician Wu was recommended by an expert, he knows that coming to the An Manor would bring him many benefits. Although it was dangerous, the reward was extremely fruitful. He didn’t need to do anything, he just had to survive, and after Xie Xuanchen dies, he would be promoted and make a fortune.
So the imperial physician Wu never thought of treating Xie Xuanchen, he would just check on his pulse and act as if he was doing something. He was afraid that if he stayed by Xie Xuanchen’s side for too long, he would be strangled to death by this maniac, so his fingers only barely touched him, then he would quickly walk away.
The imperial physician Wu was thinking to only laze around, so he didn’t listen to his pulse, how could he come out with a diagnosis. His body is doing fine, he can naturally recover and he doesn’t need any medicine. These were all just pure nonsense. He just had to endure a while longer, his task would be complete when Xie Xuanchen dies.
The imperial physician Wu didn’t expect that this “for show” princess, who he didn’t even pay attention to, would dare to shame him in front of everyone.
The emperor purposely sent five imperial physicians to treat his nephew. Everyone was praising the emperor for his compa.s.sion. If the imperial physician Wu and the others were sent back now, wouldn’t it be just like shining the emperor in a bad light?
Of course imperial physician Wu couldn’t let this happen. He glanced at Mu Mingtang and thought to himself, she is the princess after all, he had to be respectful to her. He beared with her and said as he lowered his head, “It’s not that we can’t use medicine, but the prince’s illness is very dangerous, so we need to be very cautious when prescribing the medicine. If we make a wrong move, it’ll worsen his condition.”
“You five are all well-known genius physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau. You guys are highly respected and talented. If you all discuss amongst each other, you’ll be able to come up with a suitable prescription for the prince. Imperial physicians, don’t you think so too?”
The five of them looked at each other, and could only reluctantly agree. They discussed for quite some time, and finally a senior physician personally wrote down the prescription.
Mu Mingtang found that the imperial physician’s writing seemed rather familiar, and she gave it some thought, wasn’t he the old imperial physician who she pestered for the medicine that day.