Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess novel Chapter 27

After taking the Herbal Pill, Yuan Qingling slept for more than an hour. When she woke up again, she felt the pain of her wounds had eased a lot, and she could also feel her wounds were no longer oozing exudation mixed with blood.

She got out of the bed and walked a few steps, and felt the pain was less severe. At least, it wouldn’t rip off the wounds and cause sharp pain when she walked now.

Nurse Xi opened the door and came in. Seeing that she had gotten up, she said, "Your Grace, I’m glad you’re already up. You can go out and take a walk. After taking the Herbal Pill, you need activities to help the blood circulate in your body."

Yuan Qingling said, “Great, that’s what I was going to do.”

“Please allow me to walk with you.”

As soon as the two of them left the yard, they saw a young eunuch hurriedly running over. His face was pale in scare. "Your Grace, His Highness needs you in the Universe Palace."

Nurse Xi caught his arm. “What happened? What’s the rush?”

The eunuch was almost crying. "Lucky fell from the Glory Tower and almost died. His Majesty heard of that and immediately passed out. Now the imperial palace is in a total mess. The Emperor is already on his way there."

Upon hearing that, Nurse Xi panicked. The Retired Emperor took Lucky as his own grandson. If Lucky had an accident, he would surely be heartbroken.

It was bad for heart diseases.

Nurse Xi hurriedly turned back to call Yuan Qingling, only to find that Yuan Qingling already set off without caring about her wounds.

Yuan Qingling walked quickly to the Universe Palace. It was indeed in a mess. The Queen and Chu Mingcui stood anxiously to the side. Both Yu Wenhao and Prince Wenqing were in front of the bed, while the imperial doctors were busy feeling the Retired Emperor’s pulse and doing the medical check.

Emperor Mingyuan and the Queen Mother were still on their way here.

Yuan Qingling strode over, pulled Yu Wenhao, and whispered a few words in his ears. Yu Wenhao glanced at her, then walked over to stop an imperial doctor. "How’s my grandfather?"

Yuan Qingling immediately went over, then took out Glyceryl Trinitrate under the pillow and put a pill under the Retired Emperor's tongue. Because she had her back to the Queen and Chu Mingcui, they didn’t see what she had done. Chu Mingcui kept staring at Yuan Qingling, and she noticed something odd.

The Retired Emperor was fine. He had been out of breath for a short while.

After the imperial doctor stepped forward and inserted thin needles for acupuncture, the Retired Emperor's breathing became much smoother. Yuan Qingling was relieved, and she stepped out before asking the eunuch she just met. "Where is Lucky?"

The eunuch replied, "In case His Majesty is sad, Her Grace, Princess Mingcui ordered us to dig a hole outside the palace to bury it."

“I thought it was still alive.” Yuan Qingling was surprised and ran out at once.

When she went out, she saw two eunuchs digging a hole under the locust tree. Lucky was covered in blood, lying on a small brocade quilt. It was indeed dying.

Without a word, Yuan Qingling picked Lucky up, then walked to West Sunshine Mansion.

Yuan Lingqing was a princess, so the two eunuchs didn’t dare to stop her.

They could only watch her leaving with Lucky in her arms.

Yu Wenhao asked Yuan Qingling to come and save the Retired Emperor, but she ran out right after helping the Retired Emperor take something. Fortunately, the Retired Emperor recovered, so Yu Wenhao went out and was about to scold Yuan Qingling. Then he saw her stepping away holding Lucky.

Yuan Qingling hurriedly returned to West Sunshine Mansion, put Lucky on the bed, took out a stethoscope, and pressed it against its chest, abdomen, lungs, and spleen.

Her guess was right.

After falling from a high place, its spleen ruptured and was bleeding.

"Good boy, this is a bit difficult, but you have to make it through!" Yuan Qingling stroked Lucky's head. Lucky's eyes were open, and there was blood coming out of its mouth. It seemed it could understand Yuan Qingling's words. It tried hard to do its usual confident look, but its claws dropped slowly and weakly.

Before she opened the medicine box, Yuan Qingling closed her eyes and prayed to herself, “Please give me a scalpel.”

The moment she opened the medicine box, she was relieved.

All the surgical supplies were readily available.

It was a damn fickle and adorable medical box!

She stopped the bleeding and administered an infusion. Right after she hung the infusion bottle up, the door was pushed open.

“Why aren’t you...” Before Yu Wenhao could finish, he saw Yuan Qingling holding a thin blade he didn’t know, facing his front.

“Come and help me!” said Yuan Qingling.