The sound of men's roars like killing pigs kept coming from the house.
The shriller the voice, the more excited the eyes of Ji Wanrong and Concubine Li became.
As Mo Jiecheng's body gradually became immune to pain, the time he spent opening his eyes became longer each time.
Seeing the obvious effect, Concubine Li couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised: "Good pricking! It's so wonderful!"
Ji Wanrong estimated that it was almost time for Mo Jiecheng to wake up. She felt a little regretful, but thinking that she had obtained one hundred taels of gold so easily, she felt much better.
As the last needle was inserted, there was a shrill roar, and Mo Jiecheng suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, he was trembling all over, his eyes were scarlet, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his whole body was already covered in cold sweat.
However, there is a bit of rosy color on the face that was not seen before.
Concubine Li's smile widened even more when she saw Mo Jiecheng's rosy face. She leaned forward eagerly, just about to ask Mo Jiecheng how he was feeling at the moment.
But he heard Mo Jiecheng's feeble roar, his voice trembling and hoarse: "Ji Wanrong, you! A poisonous woman!"
Concubine Li was startled, slightly stunned, and frowned.
She straightened up slowly, looked at Ji Wanrong, then at Mo Jiecheng, and then cursed loudly and sternly.
"Jie Cheng! What's wrong with you! Rong'er works day and night and sacrifices her own energy to wake you up! Why do you yell at her as soon as you open your eyes? Where is your upbringing?"
Rong'er? This vicious woman and his aunt have become so close? !
Mo Jiecheng turned his head and looked at Ji Wanrong in disbelief.
Although she was wearing a veil, Mo Jiecheng could even feel the smile hidden behind her veil, and his eyes were splitting.
"She clearly wanted to wake me up from the pain!" Mo Jiecheng complained.
Although he was unconscious, his brain had become conscious at some point, and he could still hear the voices outside, so he naturally knew what Ji Wanrong wanted to do.
"Good medicine tastes bitter, but you don't understand our good intentions." Concubine Li was a little sad.
Seeing that no one believed him, Mo Jiecheng took a deep breath and choked suddenly.
It wasn't until he saw Imperial Physician Sun and Imperial Physician Liu arriving after eating and drinking that he seemed to have seen a savior.
"Ah! Your Majesty! I didn't expect that my master's medical skills are so superb. I and Dr. Liu just rested for a while, and you are already awake!"
Mo Jiecheng had regained his senses at this moment. He calmly nodded to Imperial Physician Sun, and then spoke in a deep voice.
"Thank you, Imperial Physician Sun, Imperial Physician Liu, and your master for saving my life. May I ask who your master is? I want to personally express my gratitude for this life-saving grace. There is one more thing I want to do to Imperial Physician Sun's master. Help judge.”
Imperial Physician Sun scratched his head and felt that Mo Jiecheng's words were a bit strange. He pursed his lips towards Ji Wanrong and said, "Well, that's my master. You can just thank her in person. It's just... Your Majesty, do you have it?" What problem do you want my master to judge?"
Mo Jiecheng was stunned: "Did Ji Wanrong save my life?"
Concubine Li, Imperial Physician Sun and Imperial Physician Liu nodded in unison.
Mo Jiecheng frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking of, as if he was struggling with two thoughts.
He tentatively spoke to Imperial Physician Sun again: "I felt a sharp pain in my palm, which hurt more than a dozen times. I was awakened by the pain. May I ask if the pain in my hand is conducive to treatment?"
"Ah?" Doctor Sun opened his mouth in surprise: "Your palm hurts? This cannot be related to the treatment. When you were assassinated, was your palm seriously injured, so you felt a sharp pain?"
Mo Jiecheng then turned to look at Ji Wanrong, his eyes were deep: "I knew that Ji Wanrong deliberately gave me the acupuncture to wake me up from the pain."
Concubine Li also looked at Ji Wanrong in confusion at this moment.
In fact, Mo Jiecheng's thinking was sharp and alert. He was right, and he could clearly guess Ji Wanrong's thoughts.
She just woke him up with pain on purpose!
When Imperial Physician Sun heard this, he spoke without hesitation: "Your Majesty, I was wrong just now. Master, she must have her reasons for doing this!"
"Master, pain is conducive to treatment. Master's medical skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Don't think nonsense!"
The corner of Mo Jiecheng's mouth twitched.
Why does he feel that Dr. Sun, who used to be highly skilled in medicine, has become so unreliable now?
Ji Wanrong also explained at the right time: "The location where I just applied the acupuncture is the Jing point on your palm. Stimulating the Jing point on the hand has a strong effect on awakening, resuscitating, and resuscitating the mind, so that you can wake up as soon as possible." ”
What Ji Wanrong said was actually true, but the force of the injection she had just given was so much stronger.
After she finished speaking, her expression pretended to be a little sad.
"Since it was Xingnao, why did he insert the needle repeatedly, more than a dozen times? The pain caused me so much pain that I couldn't live or die?"
Mo Jiecheng already believed it in his heart, but he still asked.
"That's what I asked for!" Concubine Li said impatiently, "Rong'er saved you, why are you still asking questions? Rong'er said that pricking the Jing point has the effect of opening up the mind, I don't see how you can still do it. Are you not enlightened?"
Mo Jiecheng was stunned for a moment and looked at Ji Wanrong's face seriously.
He looked at Ji Wanrong's sad expression, with a veil on his face, probably because of his inferiority complex due to what he said yesterday.
He felt a little complicated and apologized to Ji Wanrong.
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now. Thank you for saving my life. If you have any request..."
Ji Wanrong interrupted him: "I saved you for the sake of Prince Zhong, Concubine Li, and the two imperial doctors. You don't need to thank me."
Ji Wanrong's cold refusal made Mo Jiecheng stunned again, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Why does it feel so inexplicable that Ji Wanrong's relationship with the people around him has become so good?
Ji Wanrong looked at Concubine Li and Mo Jiecheng as if they still had a lot to say. After she said this, she walked out of the inner bedroom.
But as soon as she went out, she saw Jian Qing's figure. She was standing by the door with her back on her back, her face looking a little anxious and a little wary.
It seemed like he was waiting for someone, but also like he was guarding against someone.
"Jian Qing, what are you doing standing here?" Ji Wanrong opened his eyes and asked.
"Miss, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. The second young lady of Nanyang Marquis Mansion, Ji Yunyao, heard that the prince was assassinated last night, so she went to visit the prince today and said she wanted to see the prince!"
Ji Yunyao is here?
Ji Wanrong raised his eyebrows meaningfully as he listened.
