Gu Moran escorted him to the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and the carriage set off.
The wheels rolled over the wet ground, leaving two deep tracks.
Gu Moli did not lift the curtain.
Qingwu sat beside the carriage shaft, glanced back at the Prince's Mansion, and then lowered her head again.
Uncle Fu stood behind Gu Moran.
"Your Highness, can we believe what the princess says?"
Gu Moran watched the carriage turn out of the long street.
Whether it's believable or not, we have to investigate.
Uncle Fu lowered his voice.
"Is the Crown Prince really learning from the Second Prince, picking people up from the roadside?"
"Who wouldn't want a miracle doctor by their side?" Gu Moran turned and walked back. "He's someone who can save your life."
"Then this old servant will have Zhao Si add more men?"
"No."
Uncle Fu followed.
Your Highness?
The dampness from the corridor made the soles of his boots slippery, but Gu Moran didn't stop walking.
"The number of people in the south of the city is still the same."
The free clinic tents will remain open.
Chu Tianxing to see doctors as usual.
Uncle Fu understood what he meant.
"Over at the Crown Prince's Residence's residence..."
"Let them see."
The study door opened.
Gu Moran picked up the map of the southern part of the city and spread it on the table.
Uncle Fu closed the door and took half a step closer.
"Your Highness intends to reveal Chu Tianxing to the Crown Prince?"
Show half your face.
Gu Moran to the tea stall next to the free clinic tent.
"The Crown Prince won't believe everything at first glance. He's afraid of being deceived, and he likes to use people as pawns."
Uncle Fu asked, "Will you test it on a patient first?"
"Eighty percent."
Gu Moran moved his fingertips to Shun'an Lane.
Uncle Fu's face darkened.
"What if Chu Tianxing really cured him?"
"That's interesting."
Gu Moran covered one corner of the drawing.
" Chu Tianxing poor, gossipy, a busybody, and unwilling to bow his head."
"This kind of person is the most annoying in the Crown Prince's Residence."
Uncle Fu thought for a moment.
Where is the Second Prince?
He will wait for the Crown Prince to make the first move.
Gu Moran made a mark on the picture.
"That's troublesome."
Footsteps sounded outside the door.
Gu Moran twisted his wrist, pressing down half of the picture.
Shen Ling'er peeked in, holding a half-bowl of soup in her hand.
"What's the trouble?"
Gu Moran looked at the soup bowl.
Are you full?
"The table is practically a mountain of knives from all the eating, what am I supposed to eat?"
She placed the soup on the table, her gaze falling on the edge of the drawing.
"I heard what the princess said before she left."
Gu Moran just opened his mouth.
" Ling'er-- "
Shen Ling'er raised her hand.
Don't try to fool me, I'm very smart.
She bent down to look at the picture.
" The Crown Prince's Residence's Chu Tianxing, right?"
Gu Moran didn't answer.
Shen Ling'er gave a soft hum.
"My husband, I knew I was right as soon as you stopped talking."
Uncle Fu looked at Gu Moran.
Gu Moran released his hand.
"See?"
Shen Ling'er pointed her fingertip at it.
"Free clinic tent, Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School, Shun'an Lane."
She looked up.
"You've placed Ye Qingyun and Chu Tianxing so close together; you want them to wear each other down."
Gu Moran looked at her for a moment.
You know too much.
Shen Ling'er pushed the soup bowl over.
"Drink the soup."
Uncle Fu coughed lightly, looking down.
Gu Moran took the bowl.
"You didn't drug it, did you?"
Shen Ling'er looked at him with a smile.
"I'm offline."
Gu Moran stopped.
She added a sentence.
"It replenishes qi."
Gu Moran took a sip. The soup was warm, with a mild medicinal taste and a sweet aftertaste.
"My beloved concubine is so thoughtful."
Shen Ling'er lit the free clinic tent.
"Alright, let's get down to business."
" The Crown Prince's Residence wants to test the patient; the illness won't be fake. If Chu Tianxing is truly capable, he can easily feign illness, scold the patient with a single touch, and then demand more money."
Gu Moran nodded.
"So they'll send people who are genuinely seriously ill, and they might even use some underhanded tactics."
Shen Ling'er frowned.
" The Eastern Palace's palace has no shortage of physicians. To risk the life of a seriously ill patient on a poor doctor is truly... disgusting."
" Ling'er, the royal family's work is sometimes dirtier than that of the martial arts world."
Shen Ling'er didn't answer anymore. She picked up her pen and drew a small circle next to the free clinic tent.
"I'll add one of my trusted confidants."
"There's a young maid in the outer hall of the Imperial Medical Bureau A Ling. She's talented, quick to recognize medicines, and tight-lipped."
She looked at Gu Moran.
"My lord, I will do as you say. If you won't go to the south of the city, I will send someone instead."
Gu Moran pressed his fingertips against the edge of the drawing.
Shen Ling'er's people entering the arena risk being held back by Chu Tianxing.
However, if the Crown Prince's Residence's residence is the site of a medical clinic, and no one in the clinic understands medicine, it could lead to someone stuffing dirty things into the patient's hands, which would be even more troublesome.
He paused for a moment.
"Can."
Shen Ling'er raised an eyebrow.
"You answered so quickly? I'm not used to it yet."
Gu Moran said, "Because I know you are genuinely good to me."
Shen Ling'er narrowed her eyes.
"My husband's mouth really deserves to be soaked in coptis chinensis."
There were footsteps outside the door again.
Su Yao stood at the door, holding the box of plum blossom scented tea in her hand.
"Did I arrive at the wrong time?"
Shen Ling'er stepped aside.
"You've come at just the right time. Sister Su, your husband is hiding something again."
Su Yao entered the study and glanced at the blueprints only once.
" The Crown Prince's Residence?"
Gu Moran looked at her.
How did you know?
Su Yao put down the sachet box.
"The fact that the princess dared to say this in public means the message is already on its way."
She pushed the box forward, right over the line from the Crown Prince's Residence to the south of the city.
"If there is any movement at the Crown Prince's Residence, someone will surely leave before evening."
Gu Moran for a moment, realizing that she had indeed grown up in the Chancellor's Residence.
Su Yao spoke again, "I'll send people to keep an eye on the Chancellor's Residence."
Gu Moran raised an eyebrow.
"Would the Chancellor's Residence get involved?"
"My father loved talent, but he also cherished his life."
Su Yao looked at him.
"If word gets to him that there's a miracle doctor in the south of the city, and that Ye Qingyun is coughing up blood and his hands are numb, do you think he'll stay calm?"
Shen Ling'er slammed her hand on the table.
"Well, the Crown Prince's Residence, the Second Prince's Residence's residence, the Chancellor's Residence —they're all trying to get their spoons into this pot of porridge in the south of the city."
Gu Moran looked at the diagram on the table.
Next to the free clinic tent was a small circle drawn by Shen Ling'er.
The road from the Crown Prince's Residence to the south of the city was blocked by Su Yao's plum blossom scented tea.
One tube of medicine.
One governs social status and people's hearts.
He originally only wanted to use Chu Tianxing to control Ye Qingyun, but now there are two more hands beside the chessboard.
[System notification: Shen Ling'er is involved in the setup of the free clinic tent in the south of the city.]
[ Shen Ling'er's favorability: +17.]
[Current favorability: 70.]
[Emotional tag updated: Couple united in heart.]
[System notification: Su Yao has proactively provided information about the Chancellor's Residence.]
[ Su Yao's favorability: +20.]
[Current favorability: 31.]
[Mood tag updated: Fighting side by side.]
[A small reward is triggered by the collaboration with a beautiful woman.]
[Reward: Modern Chinese and Western Medicine Diagnostic Module ]
[Note 1: The host can recognize signs of acute illness, infection, toxicity, blood loss, and shock.]
[Note 2: This module can assist Shen Ling'er in refining her diagnostic approach.]
[Note: You are not a miracle doctor, but you know why miracle doctors are miraculous.]
Gu Moran stared at the last line, his tongue touching his back teeth.
OK.
The system didn't want him to personally step in and show off as a miracle doctor.
They handed the ladder to Shen Ling'er's feet.
Shen Ling'er waved her hand in front of his eyes.
"Husband, are you spacing out again?"
Gu Moran smiled.
"My two beloved consorts are so sensible, I'm a little afraid."
Shen Ling'er picked up the soup bowl.
What are you afraid of?
"I'm afraid I won't be the one making the decisions at home anymore."
Su Yao glanced at him.
Even if you speak now, no one may listen.
Shen Ling'er laughed out loud.
Uncle Fu lowered his head, his shoulders trembling.
Gu Moran picked up a pen and marked the three residences: the Crown Prince's Residence, the Second Prince's Residence, and the Chancellor's Residence.
"That's all."
" A Ling enters the shed."
Su Yao's men are keeping an eye on the Chancellor's Residence.
Zhao Si's men only watch and don't take anything.
Uncle Fu stopped laughing.
"This old servant will go immediately."
Before dusk, at the free clinic tent in the south of the city.
Chu Tianxing had just finished giving acupuncture to a man carrying dung and sat down to drink porridge.
The hot porridge contains minced meat, and chopped green onions float on top.
He held the bowl and blew on it twice, but as soon as he inhaled, his nose hurt so much that his eyebrows twitched.
A Ling sat down next to me, holding her medicine basket.
" Physician Chu, the steward asked me to get your medicine."
Chu Tianxing glanced at her.
"Can you recognize medicine?"
A Ling opened the medicine basket.
"Scutellaria baicalensis, Forsythia suspensa, Angelica dahurica, Sanguisorba officinalis."
Chu Tianxing picked up a stick and smelled it.
"Good."
A Ling, sit tight.
"Then can I stay?"
Chu Tianxing tossed the herbs back into the basket.
"You can't pick the wrong one."
A Ling pursed her lips.
"You've got the wrong person. I'll leave myself."
Chu Tianxing picked up the bowl of porridge.
"She has quite a temper."
At the street corner, a blue cloth carriage stopped.
The carriage curtain was lifted half an inch.
The chief secretary of the Crown Prince's Residence's residence looked at Chu Tianxing, who had an injured nose, in the free clinic tent and asked the servant beside him.
"Is that him?"
"That's him."
The chief clerk turned his head and looked at the boy lying inside the carriage.
The boy's face was pale, and his lips had an unnatural red tinge.
The chief clerk looked at it for a moment, then tapped his knee twice with his finger.
If it heals well, take it back with you.
If the illness cannot be cured, and another person is buried in the south of the city, no one will dare to question the Eastern Palace.
He lowered the curtain.
"Send it over."
"Remember, don't mention the Crown Prince's Residence."
The boy was helped off the bus.
He had only taken two steps when he clutched his chest and coughed up blood.
The blood fell into the mud, its color turning dark.
Inside the free clinic tent, Chu Tianxing put down his bowl of porridge, looked at the mouthful of blood, and his face darkened.
Who gave him the Life-Sustaining Pill?