I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 575

Chapter 575: Chapter 221: Empress Baby Snuggles Into the Quilt! If You Can Use Your Mouth, Try Not to Use Your Hands!_3

"Mr. Chen, this is so strange..."

"Hold on, it’s almost over."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a scene, and his breathing suddenly became erratic.

Perhaps due to the earlier bath and change of clothes, Lin Jingzhu was only wearing a white short skirt. He was sitting cross-legged, and with the mist soaking the fabric...

In the dense white fog, it was even possible to see clearly...

"L-little Daoist Feng Yan?"

A thought flashed through his mind, interrupting the Supreme Heart-Cleansing Mantra for a moment.

Meanwhile, the Empress, hiding under the covers, sensed something and grew increasingly annoyed, muttering through gritted teeth:

"Damn little thief, daring to be with Zhu’er... This is infuriating!"

"You scoundrel, I’ll bite you!"

(O_o)?!

Chen Mo shivered suddenly, his expression becoming very peculiar.

Your Highness, calm down!!

...

...

Prince Yu Mansion.

In the bedroom, the candlelight flickered like beans.

Chu Heng lay quietly on the bed, his face pale, eyes tightly shut, still in a coma.

An old man with a long beard sat beside him, eyes closed, his fingers placed on Chu Heng’s forehead, with a faint glow emanating.

Under the glow, Chu Heng’s injuries were visibly healing at a rapid pace, a touch of blood color returning to his cheeks, yet he remained unconscious.

After half a quarter hour.

The old man withdrew his hand, breaking the glow.

The old butler standing by asked, "Mr. Fei, how is the Princely Heir’s condition?"

The Fei family had been practicing medicine for generations, with vast family influence. Nearly thirty percent of the medical halls in Capital City were operated by the Fei family.

And this elder was Fei Quan, the current head of the Fei family, a third-grade grandmaster in Medical Dao, whose medical skills had reached extraordinary heights and who was highly respected among the gentry.

Only Prince Yu Mansion could have invited him at this hour.

Fei Quan, with his long eyebrows and white hair, looked vigorous, not showing any signs of aging. Stroking his beard with his fingers, he pondered, "The injuries on the Princely Heir’s body aren’t too serious and not difficult to treat, but..."

"But what?" the old butler asked urgently.

Fei Quan shook his head and sighed, "The problem is that the Princely Heir’s Divine Soul is severely injured, which can only be slowly nursed back, but to what extent it can recover, I cannot say for now."

A grandmaster in Medical Dao can make white bones grow flesh and rejuvenate chronic illnesses.

But the Divine Soul is too complex, and any slight error could leave residual symptoms, from memory loss to the loss of all five senses, rendering the person as ignorant as grass and trees. Even Fei Quan didn’t have a particularly good solution.

"But fortunately, the Princely Heir’s Spirit Platform is still stable, so the hope for a full recovery is quite significant."

"I will prescribe a formula, to be used daily for herbal steam baths, along with the guidance of soul power, and we’ll observe the effects first."

Fei Quan took out a Jade Scroll and inscribed the prescription and precautions into it, handing it to the old butler.

The old butler nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fei."

"It’s no bother."

"I will take my leave. If anything arises, feel free to inform the Fei family."

Fei Quan stood up and cupped his hands.

From start to finish, he never inquired about how the Princely Heir got injured... As a doctor, he’s only responsible for treating the wounds and illnesses; asking too many questions could drag him into the matter.

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