Chapter 184
Ling Yu was speechless. These doctors at Huichun Hall don't study medical skills. Do they focus on studying how to harm people?
She inserted the last silver needle in her hand into the tiger's mouth of Prince Cheng's left hand and said to Cheng Dong: "Half a stick of incense!"
Before Cheng Dong could react, Prince Cheng opened his eyes.
Prince Cheng took a few deep breaths and sat up with a look of confusion on his face.
"Why is this king lying on the ground? Why are there so many people around here?"
Well, Cheng Ming was the first to react, pushing Cheng Dong in surprise and exclaimed.
"Just now Madam Ling said that she would give us a living old man in half a stick of incense. Isn't this exactly half a stick of incense?"
Ah... Cheng Dong was dumbfounded. Is it really half a stick of incense?
"Old man, the ground is cold, come on, let me help you up!"
Ling Yu smiled slightly and reached out to help Prince Cheng. Cheng Ming also quickly helped him.
Prince Cheng was still a little dazed. After being helped to stand up, he shook off their hands and said majestically.
"What's wrong with me? Why is my body covered with blood..."
Ling Yu then had time to look at Prince Cheng and saw that he was about the same age as his grandfather, Mr. Hou.
Black hair mixed with silver strands, a pair of dark brown eyes in the slightly sunken eye sockets, and a goatee on his pointed chin.
There was some blood on his beard, and he looked a little embarrassed, but given Prince Cheng's noble temperament, this trace of embarrassment could be completely ignored.
"Prince Cheng, I am Zhang Zhe, the young master of Huichun Hall! You just fell ill and fainted. I saved you with my acupuncture!"
As soon as Zhang Zhe saw him, he came forward and said politely.
Prince Cheng is the emperor's uncle. As long as he gets ahold of him, the Zhang family's status in the imperial capital will rise to a higher level!
Prince Cheng glanced at Zhang Zhe, then at Ling Yu who had been by his side when he opened his eyes, and said doubtfully.
"Did the Zhang family boy save me? Didn't this woman save me?"
Zhang Zhe glared at Ling Yu fiercely, and then said to Prince Cheng diligently, "Of course not!"
"What kind of lady is this? If I hadn't used the acupuncture passed down by my master to save you first, you would have been killed by her messy acupuncture just now!"
"So, Prince Cheng's recovery depends entirely on my superb medical skills!"
Zhang Zhe's behavior of grabbing credit once again set the lower limit of Huichun Hall's shamelessness.
Ling Yu was so angry that she couldn't fight for a credit like a street shrew.
She smiled slightly and said loudly: "Everyone here has eyes. You all saw who saved the person! I don't bother to argue with him. Justice is in the heart!"
Some people present were also shocked by Zhang Zhe's shamelessness.
Someone shouted: "Prince Cheng, Lady Ling saved you!"
"Just now, the Young Master's family in the Spring Hall asked Cheng Dong to prepare for your funeral! Why do you have the audacity to say that it's all your fault now that you're awake?"
Supporters of Huichun Hall shouted: "It's all thanks to Zhang Shaodong's family of Huichun Hall. Shaodong's family has superb medical skills, and he injected it first! This kind of spiritual lady must have taken advantage!"
"That's right, the young master comes from a famous family. This kind of spiritual lady has never been heard of in the capital. She does acupuncture in a mess and doesn't know any medical skills at all!"
"It was Lady Ling who saved him. Didn't you see how quickly Lady Ling applied the needle? She could inject Prince Cheng's needles through his clothes. Her ability to identify acupuncture points far surpassed Zhang Zhe's!"
"I think so. Lady Ling is an expert in medical skills. Zhang Zhe can't compare with her at all!"
Everyone said something to each other and started shouting in two camps.
An old man listened in the crowd, his face getting increasingly ugly.
He is over seventy years old, with a head full of white hair, a thin face, and a beard that reaches his chest. He wears an ordinary blue gown and holds a cane inlaid with sapphire.
He couldn't listen anymore, so he strode forward angrily, raised his crutch and hit Zhang Zhe hard on the face.
Zhang Zhe was hit by a cane unexpectedly, and his face suddenly became swollen.
"Zhang Zhe, is this what Gu Er taught you? You are not good at medical skills, but you can shamelessly take credit from others?"
The old man sneered: "No wonder the Gu family is getting more and more lonely. With you... unfilial children who don't study medicine, but study cock-crowing, dog-robbery, deceit and abduction, how can the Gu family develop well?"
Zhang Zhe covered his face, and when he saw the old man humiliating himself and his master, he became furious. He pointed at the bridge of the old man's nose and cursed.
"Where did you come from, old Baimao? How dare you insult my master? Are you tired of living?"
"Young master, don't be rude!"
Doctor Li was frightened when he saw the old man's appearance clearly, and hurriedly went to pull Zhang Zhe away.
As early as when the crowd was making noise, Cheng Dong told him everything that happened after Prince Cheng fell into coma.
Prince Cheng could tell the truth from the lie as soon as he heard it. Just as he was about to speak for Lady Ling, he saw the old man stepping forward and beating Zhang Zhe.
Then I saw Zhang Zhe, the young master of Huichun Hall, and he dared to point at the old man's nose and scold him, "Baimao."
Prince Cheng was so angry that he laughed happily when he saw the old man.
"Old Baimao, haha...you have today too!"
"The phoenix that used to be treated respectfully in front of the emperor turned into... a chicken that fell down! Haha! I laughed so hard!"
"Who is that person? How dare you fight back to the young master of Spring Hall?"
Some of the Huichun Hall supporters shouted in confusion.
Someone recognized the old man and exclaimed.
"Oh my god... isn't that the legendary medical leader of the Western Qin Dynasty who has passed away... Mr. Hua?"
