Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 10 Problem with the Medicine Box

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. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

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.

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.