Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

After finishing all the above things, she was extremely tired, resting on her arms on the table. She knew her actions were indecent, but she couldn't
care less about that right now.
After resting for a while, she heard a slightly anxious voice from Nurse Qi outside. “Your grace, how is he?”
With the help of the table, Yuan Qingling stood up slowly, and said, "Come in."
The next second, the door was pushed open. Nurse Qi and Lu Ya rushed in at once. Both of them quickly ran to look at Little Brother Huo. Seeing
that his breath was stable, Nurse Qi let out a long sigh of relief.
Yuan Qingling picked up the medicine box and said, "For what has happened tonight, keep it among us. Don’t tell anyone in this mansion."
Nurse Qi exchanged a glance with Lu Ya. They were surprised.
Lu Ya walked ahead to support Yuan Qingling. “Your grace, let me help you back.”
"No. Take care of him. There are some pills left on the bedside table. Help him take one pill every two hours. If there are no more pills, come and ask
me for more." Yuan Qingling broke free from Lu Ya’s hands and walked out with difficulty.
“Your grace!" Nurse Qi called her. She wanted to say thank you, but upon remembering what Yuan Qingling had done before, she failed to say it
aloud in the end. Instead, she just said in a flat voice, "It’s dark now. Have a lantern with you to light up the road.”
She passed the lantern, and Yuan Qingling took it. "Thank you!"
Nurse Qi was shocked.
Thank you? Did she just say THANK YOU to a servant?
Yuan Qingling returned to Phoenix Mansion, gave herself an injection, and lay down on the bed.

She did her best to prevent the wound from getting inflamed, but the wound area was too large. With the effect of antibiotics, she appeared very
weak.
After the high fever, all her strength was stripped off. She was as soft as a cotton ball now, and it was difficult to even raise her head.
After a while, she fainted once more and fell asleep.

Time passed, and someone suddenly pushed the door open, walked in, and said quickly, “Your grace, get up now.”
Yuan Qingling opened her eyes with difficulty, then saw the anxious look of Lu Ya. Given the sun's rays, it should already be noon.
She slowly got up. "Did he have a high fever again?"
“No, please get up quickly. The imperial palace just sent someone over. You’re invited to visit the palace immediately with the prince.” Lu Ya noticed
the blood on her back and said anxiously, “But, can you walk now?”
"What's wrong in the palace?" After a sleep, Yuan Qingling didn’t feel better, but was even groggier. The wound wasn’t treated in time, and the the
poor treatment she gave to herself couldn’t contain the injury, so the wound became inflamed and she had a fever.
Lu Ya lowered her voice and said, "I heard the Retired Emperor was dying."
Yuan Qingling searched for the original owner's information. The Retired Emperor?
The current emperor was Emperor Mingyuan. He was enthroned five years ago. At that time, the Retired Emperor suffered from heart disease and
was having a stroke. The imperial physician said he couldn’t survive the autumn of that year. When he was still conscious, he let the prince ascend to
the throne. Unexpectedly. the Retired Emperor gradually improved afterwards, but he stayed in bed all the time and couldn’t move.
Last winter, the Retired Emperor's health condition worsened again.
Now, he was really sick.
Yuan Qingling didn't know much about rules in a royal family. But even in a common family, if the grandfather is dying, everyone in the family had to
be there for himnext to his bedside.
She slowly propped up her body. The wound hadn’t been treated, so the blood and clothes were stuck together. Once she moved, she almost cried in

pain.
She went to see Little Brother Huo last night. The wound was tugged with blood leaking out, and it got more serious than before.
She could barely support herself with her hands, and fell back on the bed.
Seeing that, Lu Ya said, “I think I’ll just report to the prince that you can hardly move.”
Yuan Qingling's movement made her even dizzier. She lay on the bed and heard Lu Ya rushing out. She vaguely wondered whether Prince Wenhao
would take her to visit the imperial palace even when she didn’t feel well.

Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess
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She did her best to get up, took out an anti-fever pill and took it. The moment she closed the medicine box, she saw a bottle of atropine tablets lying
in it.
There shouldn’t be atropine in her medicine box.
After turning the stuff inside, she surprisingly found a dopamine injection and a small intravenous injection fixator designed by her.
It was impossible!
Dopamine and atropine were available in the lab. They were used for first aid. She kept some in her lab. However, she had never put them in the
medicine box, let alone the intravenous injection.
Plus, when she first found the box, she had checked the medicines inside, and she didn’t see them.
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