Chapter 80: The Pain of Peeling Skin and Drawing Sinews

The pulse beneath her fingers suddenly beat a little faster.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger."

Mo Junheng still thought she had realized she had said the wrong thing and was about to yield, only to hear Chi Nan Yi continue: "You are interfering with my pulse-taking."

Mo Junheng: "…"

That damned woman!

Just because she had some medical skill, she truly thought that much of herself?

Gao Feng, standing at the door, heard Chi Nan Yi's words perfectly clearly.

He blinked and could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

This Miss Chi's nerve was certainly not ordinary.

Mo Junheng was just about to lose his temper when Chi Nan Yi withdrew her hand, casually tossing the handkerchief into a tray beside her.

Just looking at the way her fingers pinched the corner of the handkerchief, one could guess just how much she despised it.

Mo Junheng was already on the verge of exploding.

The veins on his forehead grew more and more pronounced. Just then, he only heard Chi Nan Yi say faintly: "Your Highness's illness is not incurable. It is just… somewhat troublesome."

"What do you mean?"

"The red rash on Your Highness's body is somewhat similar to Patron Zhao's, but I do not know whether you have taken some special medicine that has made the rash increasingly severe. It can still be cured now, but the required medicinal ingredients are extremely precious and difficult to find, and the treatment process will be extremely painful."

Extremely painful…

Mo Junheng gritted his teeth: "No matter how painful, I can endure it."

"That is good. As for the other ailments, you need only drink a few doses of medicinal decoction to improve. But likewise, the ingredients in the decoction are not cheap."

"Heh, so in the end, you just want silver! You think I would lack silver?" He waved his hand, and Gao Feng walked in, producing a silver note and placing it on the table.

"Is this silver enough?"

Chi Nan Yi looked at the silver note with a face value of five hundred taels and could not help smiling.

Was this for a beggar?

"Your Highness, this silver is only enough for my consultation fee today."

"Consultation fee?"

"That is right."

"A mere physician dares to demand such an exorbitant consultation fee!"

"If I am a mere physician, Your Highness could have found someone else."

Mo Junheng's mouth twitched several times, and he said in a low voice: "Then how much silver do you want?"

Chi Nan Yi said with a smile: "I am not a greedy person. Five thousand taels."

"Five thousand… do you know what you are saying? Do you know how much five thousand taels of silver can buy?"

"This silver is not going into my pocket." Chi Nan Yi casually wrote out a prescription and pointed at the ingredients on it: "Purple-Leaf Fleeceflower and Nine-Trail Orchid are both extremely precious medicinal ingredients. Even with silver, they cannot be bought. If Your Highness can provide the ingredients, then I will not charge so much silver."

Purple-Leaf Fleeceflower and Nine-Trail Orchid—he had never even heard of them.

"Go take this prescription to Imperial Physician Wen to have a look."

"Yes."

Just then, a guard ran in: "Your Highness, Prince Li has arrived."

Mo Junyan?

What was he here for?

Mo Junheng's gaze fell on Chi Nan Yi. Could it be for her?

"Let him in!"

As the sound of wheels drew nearer from afar, Yun Shui pushed Mo Junyan inside.

"Imperial Brother." He called out perfunctorily, then his gaze fell on Chi Nan Yi: "Did we not agree that you would examine This Prince's legs today? Why have you come here?"

"I had just arrived in town when I was brought here by His Highness the Crown Prince's men."

Mo Junyan turned to look at Mo Junheng, whose expression had grown rather unpleasant: "Is Imperial Brother going to snatch even a physician from me?"

Mo Junheng heard this and said in a low voice: "I did not know she was going to treat you. Otherwise, how would I compete with Second Brother for someone? After all, Second Brother's body is now afflicted with a disability, and I am deeply grieved. I certainly would not vie with you over such things."

"Heh, if Imperial Brother wishes to compete, he must be able to win." Mo Junyan looked at Chi Nan Yi: "Is the Crown Prince's examination finished?"

"The examination is finished." Chi Nan Yi said with a smile: "But His Highness feels my medicine is too expensive. I am currently thinking whether there is other cheaper medicine suitable for His Highness the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Mo Junheng's expression turned completely dark.

Listen to what this woman was saying.

"Imperial Brother, could it be you cannot even afford the cost of a single prescription? If that is the case, you need only tell This Prince. We are brothers, after all. This Prince certainly would not stand by and watch Imperial Brother be unable to afford treatment."

"Audacious! When did I ever say such a thing?"

Mo Junheng's voice was extremely loud, his palm slapping heavily on the table beside him, the sound extremely loud.

Chi Nan Yi retreated a few steps, looking as though she had been frightened: "I know my offense. I beg Your Highness to spare me and my family."

Seeing this, Mo Junyan's voice turned cold at once: "Imperial Brother, Miss Chi is here to treat This Prince. She can be considered This Prince's benefactor. For Imperial Brother to make things difficult for her like this—could it be that you are dissatisfied with This Prince?"

"Mo Junyan, is this the manner in which you speak to me?"

"Heh, this is the manner in which This Prince speaks to Father Emperor. Does the Crown Prince have any objection?"

Mo Junheng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes glaring viciously at Mo Junyan.

Damned—relying on his military merits, he actually dared to lord over him!

"Your Highness, this prescription—does Your Highness still need it?"

Mo Junheng glanced at Gao Feng, and Gao Feng produced a silver note and handed it to her.

Having received the silver note, Chi Nan Yi was in excellent spirits: "Tomorrow I will prepare the medicinal ointment. However, applying this ointment on the skin is extremely painful, like having one's skin peeled and sinews drawn out. A burning pain is also normal. I ask Your Highness to endure it for a while."

Skinning and tendon pulling…

Just hearing it makes one's scalp go numb.

Mo Junyan saw her sly smile at the corner of her lips and knew this little swindler was causing trouble again.

He, before leaving with Chi Nan Yi, turned to Mo Junheng and said, "Your Imperial Highness, Miss Chi is This Prince's person; you had better not entertain any wicked thoughts—you know This Prince's methods. If anything happens to her and the Chi Family..."

He didn't continue the rest of his words, but Mo Junheng understood his meaning.

From now on, if anything happens to the Chi Family and Chi Nan Yi, this madman Mo Junyan will blame it on himself.

After they left, Mo Junheng swept the tea cup off the table in one motion: "Mo Junyan! You dare threaten Me!"

"Your Highness, this Chi Nan Yi..." Gao Feng made a throat-slitting gesture; seeing this, Mo Junheng shouted angrily: "Heartless wretch! Didn't you hear what Mo Junyan just said? If anything happens to this Chi Nan Yi, he will surely come to Me to settle the score!"

"Your Highness, Prince Ding's legs are already crippled..."

"What does it matter if they're crippled? He's not dead yet! He still has breath! As long as he lives, the emperor father will always protect him from behind—damn it, he actually managed to return alive from the frontier; I must have him die, he must die!"

"Your Highness, Huang San insists he knows nothing; what should we do about this warhorse? He's endured two days of torture and still won't say anything."

"He might truly know nothing; the warhorse, the treasures, whoever made these things vanish into thin air—who exactly did it?"