Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess novel Chapter 23

In Universe Palace.

After chatting with Emperor Mingyuan and Prince Rui for a while, Retired Emperor felt tired and let them go. The imperial doctors were also cleared out, leaving Yuan Qingling alone in the hall.

Before Emperor Mingyuan went out, he gave Yuan Qingling an eye hint, without saying anything.

The hall was so quiet, and the curtains so thick. Even the wind couldn’t get in.

Standing by the bed, Yuan Qingling didn’t know what to do.

The Retired Emperor opened his eyes abruptly. His cold eyes skimmed over her. "On your knees!" He ordered fiercely.

Yuan Qingling knelt slowly. Kneeling was much easier for her than sitting. After all, the herbal tea was no longer taking effect now. Every pore of hers was screaming pain.

“Are you aware of your guilt?” The Retired Emperor asked coldly.

Yuan Qingling knew that the Retired Emperor wouldn’t really punish her, at least not at this point. As long as he still wanted to live, she would be his only hope.

So, she raised her head and replied with honesty, “I know.”

“Why you’re guilty?”

“I’m not a professional doctor, and I did something I shouldn’t have done.” Yuan Qingling avoided the key issue.

The Retired Emperor coldly asked, "Not a professional doctor? Very well, you just condemned all the imperial doctors in the palace as quacks."

Hearing that, Yuan Qingling relaxed. Now that the Retired Emperor approved of her medical skills, it would be a pleasant talk.

The Retired Emperor said again in a cold voice, “Come and sit. Tell me whether I can make it or not. If I can’t, when will death fall upon me? If I can, how long can I live?”

Yuan Qingling slowly stood up and said, “I’m not sure yet. Please allow me to run a medical check, Your Majesty.”

“Then save the red tape. Come and feel my pulse.”

The Retired Emperor saw Yuan Qingling take a strange thing out of nowhere and hang it on her ears. She smiled and said, "Now, let's hear your heartbeat first..."

Momentarily, the Retired Emperor's mouth twitched and he scolded angrily, "What is this piece of junk? Are you trying to freeze me?"

Yuan Qingling took off the stethoscope and hung it on the ears of the Retired Emperor. Then she whispered, "Hush, please listen carefully, Your Majesty."

The Retired Emperor’s angry face slowly eased, and he looked a little confused. After a moment of silence, he exclaimed, "It’s my heartbeat!"

Yuan Qingling nodded. “Right, it doesn’t sound very vigorous, but I’m afraid that heaven or hell will still have to shut you out for the time being.”

“Language!” The Retired Emperor glared at her.

Yuan Qingling was about to kneel again. “I’m sorry!”

“Stop. There’s no need. Just sit!” the Retired Emperor snorted. He couldn’t care less about her apology.

Yuan Qingling put on a wry smile.

“I dare not.”

The Retired Emperor glanced at her and asked, “How did you get injured?”

Yuan Qingling was taken back.

She wondered how he found that she was injured.

"You keep on inhaling and trembling in pain once in a while. I’m not deaf. Your hand felt so hot on my forehead. What happened to you?" the Retired Emperor asked calmly.

Yuan Qingling recalled her miserable life in Prince Wenhao’s residence, and she was filled with grief and anger. But in the end, she only replied calmly, "I got it from a fall, the inflamed would is giving me a fever."

“Can’t you treat yourself?” The Retired Emperor’s voice softened this time.

Yuan Qingling nodded. “Thank you for asking. I’ve got medicines.”

Because Yuan Qingling didn’t use honorifics, the Retired Emperor frowned in dissatisfaction. He was curious this noble lady forgot her manners.