Born in an ancient peasant family, the peasant girl became famous all over the world

Chapter 416: No cure?

While Jiang Yue was thinking, before she could reply, she saw Doctor Wang arriving late. He knelt down to greet her.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, and to Her Majesty the Queen."

"Quickly, stop being polite!" Upon seeing this, the Queen pushed Jiang Yue aside.

"Doctor Wang, please take a look at Che'er. What's wrong with him?"

Zhao Yuanzhen's heart became unstable again.

Zhao Chongxiu didn't know much about Jiang Yue's medical skills, so he looked at Doctor Wang anxiously.

"Hurry up!"

Doctor Wang stood up, nodded quickly, walked forward anxiously, and touched Zhao Yuanche's pulse with one hand.

Perhaps Zhao Yuanche had been tormented for too long and was unwilling to do as he was told. He felt very uncomfortable, so he pushed Doctor Wang away with one hand.

"I need to take some medicine. I'm in so much pain."

However, the imperial physician's expression changed.

Looking at the painful look on the little prince's face, his face turned pale.

"The little prince...he..."

Zeng Wan'er's body tilted, perhaps unable to withstand the blow, and she seemed to be about to faint.

Zhao Chongxiu was extremely anxious and in a state of tension.

"What's up!"

As for Zhao Yuanzhen, his eyes were red, and he endured the empty and nauseous feeling in his heart, so he didn't let himself lose his composure.

The imperial physician knelt on the ground, not daring to look up into His Majesty's eyes.

"The little prince fell off the rockery. Although there are no visible external injuries, he may have suffered a brain injury or ruptured internal organs... If this is true, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight."

Jiang Yue: Quack!

"If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will kill you!" Zhao Chongxiu was terrified.

Zeng Wan'er cried even louder, "Che'er, why are you so small... No..."

"Mother, is Che'er going to die?" Zhao Yuanche found that his stomach hurt even more, and he was retching unbearably.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at his father, the emperor, his mother, and his brother, the crown prince.

"Cheer doesn't want to die."

Zhao Yuanzhen was stunned.

"Impossible. I was holding him when he fell, and he fell on me. I'm fine, so how could he be hurt?"

Obviously, he was the one who was injured.

Zhao Chongxiu looked at Che'er again and saw that he was still holding his stomach and crying out in pain. His body and mind had already fallen to the bottom.

He looked at the doctor in disbelief, then sat down in front of Zhao Yuanche's bed, muttering,

"impossible."

He thought of Jiang Yue's diagnosis that Che'er was most likely poisoned, and at the same time, he heard Jiang Yue say anxiously:

"Your Majesty, you can try inducing vomiting. Even if it doesn't work, there is still a chance of success."

"Induce vomiting, I have a way!" Zhao Yuanzhen said suddenly, then turned around and rushed out of the bedroom.

Only then did Zhao Chongxiu realize that Zhen'er was limping.

"Your Majesty, the prince is trying to escape again." The queen was still trying to refute, "Induce vomiting? What kind of treatment is this? No, don't even think about torturing my Cheer!"

Doctor Wang also shook his head.

"What the young general is saying is that the young prince has been poisoned? What kind of poison is so difficult to deal with? Who dares to poison the young prince?"

"Young General, if you don't know medicine, don't make assumptions."

Zeng Wan'er continued to cry:

"According to the imperial physician, there is no cure?"

"Your Majesty, the prince must be severely punished."

"Che'er, it's all your mother's fault for not being able to protect you."

Doctor Wang was so anxious that he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

"Empress, I know you don't want to accept the fact, but look at the pain the little prince is in... Alas!"

Jiang Yue looked at the Queen's crying eyes. She was obviously crying very sadly, but Jiang Yue just felt that this woman was too scary.

She was wondering what method His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was talking about.

The most direct way she could think of to induce vomiting was to press her hand against the soft palate, but at the moment the little prince was completely protected by the queen, who did not let her get close at all, and His Majesty did not trust her medical skills.

Moreover, she did not dare to say too much.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the Crown Prince go down and come back with a bowl of milk in his hand.

The queen was seen sitting beside Zhao Yuanche's bed, looking grieving and not letting anyone get close to her.

He disregarded everything and pushed her away when she was not prepared.

Then, he sat in front of Zhao Yuanzhen's bed, let him lean on the edge of the bed with one hand, pinched his jaw directly, and poured the liquid into his mouth.

"Brother Prince, I feel uncomfortable... sick..."

Zhao Yuanche was caught off guard and felt a burst of dry heaves. He covered his stomach and wanted to curse in pain, but suddenly he could not control the churning in his stomach.

What he hated most was the taste of milk; he couldn't swallow even a single sip.

"What are you doing? You know Che'er can't drink this." Zeng Wan'er seemed to be going crazy.

"Yes, he vomited as soon as he drank it!" Zhao Chongxiu added. At this time, his suspicion of the eldest prince had disappeared for the most part.

Jiang Yue thought to herself that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was worthy of being the crown prince, with a calm and clear mind.