The group sat down, and Zheng Chengshou told Song Shuwan very simply: "The sixth prince's situation is different from that of Prince Pei. He was born weak, and then experienced some things. Several conditions happened at the same time, which made it difficult to stand. If you want to It’s difficult to cure.”
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, but her focus was on another thing: "I want to know what the specific things Mr. Zheng said are referring to?"
"Poisoning, and trauma."
Song Shuwan never expected to hear such six words. Her frowned brows became tighter at this moment, but soon her brows relaxed.
Zheng Chengshou and several imperial doctors kept looking at Song Shuwan. When they noticed the change in her expression, they immediately asked.
"Miss Song seems relieved? Why is that so?"
Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "It's not that I'm relieved, I just feel relieved after listening to Master Zheng's words."
Zheng Chengshou heard the key and quickly asked: "But Miss Song, is she completely sure about the sixth prince's situation?"
"I can't say with absolute certainty, but if the Sixth Prince's condition is really as Master Zheng said, then his legs can indeed be cured."
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Chengshou was shocked: "Did Miss Song not have any confidence in the cure before this?"
Song Shu smiled and said nothing.
There was silence in the hall. After an unknown period of time, Zheng Chengshou sighed: "Miss Song, you are too courageous. If this matter is implemented, do you know how difficult it will be for the emperor to explain?"
Song Shuwan said lightly: "Is there anything difficult to explain? As a doctor, I have tried my best, so what if I can't cure it?"
She spoke calmly, but she made a group of imperial doctors speechless.
Song Shuwan did not dwell on this topic. She stood up and said, "I have arranged for Your Highness to stay. Master Zheng and several imperial doctors, I wonder what the Emperor said?"
Zheng Chengshou collected his thoughts and said, "The emperor wants me to stay here until His Highness's treatment has conclusive results before talking about anything else."
"I see."
Song Shuwan nodded and called a few servants into the room: "You go and clean up some guest rooms. By the way, do you all bring your luggage? If not, do you need my help to prepare it?"
Zheng Chengshou rejected the proposal on the spot: "I will leave for an hour later, go back to my house, pick up my luggage and rush back."
"OK."
Song Shuwan sent everyone away, waited for an hour, and then went to rest after confirming that everyone had turned around.
Early the next morning, Song Shuwan took Zheng Chengshou and a group of imperial doctors to find the sixth prince, but saw the sixth prince in the courtyard, holding a wheelchair with one hand and trying to stand up.
Before anyone else could say anything, Song Shuwan rushed forward and pushed the sixth prince back into the wheelchair.
Such behavior angered the Sixth Prince.
"What are you doing? You didn't see that I was already standing up. What do you mean by pushing me back into the wheelchair?"
Song Shuwan said nothing, just stared at him without saying a word.
As time passed, the sixth prince also realized something, and the anger on his face gradually disappeared.
"You, why are you looking at me like that?"
Song Shuwan sneered: "What else can you do? Of course it's a joke. I have been a doctor for so many years, and I have never seen a patient like the Sixth Prince who is looking for trouble. However, the Sixth Prince has a noble status and is different from ordinary patients. It's different, it's inevitable to be unique and..."
"enough!"
The Sixth Prince yelled and looked at Song Shuwan with anger in his eyes: "I admit that it was wrong for me to stand up, but why are you mocking me like this? You feel that you are not capable enough, so you are afraid that my movements will affect your arrangements. ?”
Song Shuwan's face darkened and she stared at the Sixth Prince without saying a word.
The sixth prince raised his head and looked back at Song Shuwan with stubborn eyes. He said, "You just don't have the ability!"
The surrounding atmosphere gradually became anxious. Zheng Chengshou and the several imperial doctors who were watching all froze in place, not daring to express their anger.
After an unknown amount of time, the stalemate was broken by Zheng Chengshou.
"Your Highness, Miss Song, we are here to check your pulse today. You two should stop arguing and check the situation first before talking about anything else. What do you two think?"
Zheng Chengshou was young, but when dealing with the Sixth Prince and Song Shuwan, he was careful with his words and did not dare to mean any offense.
The Sixth Prince sneered: "I think? I'm locked up here, how can I feel? Get out, no one will try to diagnose me today..."
Before he could finish speaking, a golden needle landed on his acupuncture point.
In an instant, the Sixth Prince was unable to move and had no life left. He sat blankly in the wheelchair, his face full of anger, but he could only keep looking at Song Shuwan with his eyes.
Zheng Chengshou was startled: "Miss Song, what are you..."
Song Shuwan moved her wrist and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I just want him to be unable to move or speak temporarily. You can check his pulse first, I'll come last."
Hearing this, Zheng Chengshou did not dare to say anything and immediately stepped forward to diagnose the Sixth Prince's pulse.
Not long after, other imperial doctors came forward one after another. After checking the pulse, they retreated to the rear without saying a word.
Song Shuwan looked around and felt a little suspicious in her heart. Why did one and two of them keep silent? Could it be that the situation of the Sixth Prince was so complicated that everyone was speechless?
Thinking of this possibility, Song Shuwan immediately stepped forward and put her slender white fingers on the sixth prince's wrist. As time passed, her brows gradually wrinkled.
"Master Zheng, didn't you say before that the Sixth Prince couldn't stand up for various reasons?"
Zheng Chengshou's eyes flickered, with a bit of discomfort in his expression: "I also heard this from people around the emperor."
Song Shuwan's face suddenly turned ugly: "How could Mr. Zheng dare to tell me what he said before without diagnosing the Sixth Prince's pulse?"
Zheng Cheng was unreasonable and remained silent at the moment.
Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows, then looked at the Sixth Prince, her eyes became very strange: "Your Highness, do you know that your leg cannot be cured?"
The sixth prince's eyes widened and he wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and pulled out the golden needles on his body, then she heard the Sixth Prince shout: "All the doctors who have diagnosed me say that my legs can be cured. Why do you say that I can't be cured?"
Song Shuwan smiled without any trace of smile in her eyes: "Just based on the people present, they all concluded that your leg cannot be cured."
After saying these words, Song Shuwan strode away.
Zheng Chengshou exchanged glances with several imperial doctors and followed Song Shuwan's footsteps.
Outside the hospital, Song Shuwan turned around, her expression becoming more solemn: "What do you think about this situation now?"
One of the imperial doctors said: "Your Majesty is deliberately creating problems for me. Miss Song, is it true that the sixth prince's leg cannot be cured?"
