The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1616: Chapter 1609: Breaking into His Chamber at Midnight

Su Yingxue unconsciously walked towards him, seemingly instinctively reaching out to touch his pulse, "Your injury..."

"Do not touch Your Highness!" Chu Yihan’s handsome brows twisted fiercely, as though harboring a vengeance against Su Yingxue that was too deep to reconcile.

Su Yingxue sheepishly retracted her hand, "I just wanted to check your pulse. You’re injured, you look pale, and if it’s not treated soon, your life could be in danger..."

"Even if Your Highness dies, you shall not take liberties with me!"

Every word Chu Yihan uttered was accompanied by the heaving of his chest, and his complexion grew increasingly pale.

The hatred in his eyes for Su Yingxue reached an unprecedented level. Su Yingxue never thought she could be such a detestable person.

She pursed her lips, approached Chu Yihan amidst the hateful gaze he cast upon her, and swiftly pressed on his acupoint, "Though you detest me, I can’t just leave you be. The effect of your medicinal bath is not enough, and if not treated timely, you really could lose your life."

"Do not touch Your Highness!"

Chu Yihan was completely stiff, unable to move, but his eagle-like eyes were sharply fixated on Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue took out a handkerchief from her bosom and blindfolded herself, "I won’t look, is that alright? But you must be treated."

She certainly couldn’t allow Chu Yihan, such a noble prince, to lose his life because he was coveted by her for his good looks.

If such a thing were to spread, even if her mother was formidable and her Marquis’s Manor powerful, no one would dare speak ill of her, she would still feel uneasy.

"Su Yingxue!"

Chu Yihan’s sharp words grazed past her ears, Su Yingxue lifted him out of the bath bucket and helped him onto the bed.

But during the process, as he attempted to Circulating Energy through Acupoints to break free from the pressure points, a surge of strength caused both of them to fall onto the bed together.

"Hey!"

"Su Yingxue!"

The man’s furious roar startled Su Yingxue into a panic, not knowing where to put her hands, she blindly placed them on two firm areas.

"Chu Yihan, you must not get angry, or your meridians will burst!"

Before Su Yingxue could even take off the blindfolding handkerchief, the person beneath her spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Chu Yihan!"

Unable to care about propriety, Su Yingxue tore off her handkerchief, saw Chu Yihan’s pale face, and immediately took out silver needles to seal his meridians to prevent the chaotic surge of blood and energy.

She glanced at Chu Yihan’s body, with two hand prints on his smooth white chest.

Su Yingxue looked at her own palms and a rush of embarrassment flooded her.

"So shameful!"

It was bad enough that her attempt to drug him failed, but how could she have also touched his chest?

Yet her body remembered the feel of Chu Yihan’s chest... indeed, the sensation was exceptionally good!

Su Yingxue slapped herself, then went out to call Zhilan, asking her to fetch some medicine. She needed to properly treat Chu Yihan’s wounds, which were far worse than he realized.

"Your Highness, unable to leave the palace, none of the court physicians would come!"

Su Yingxue sat in the chamber, a man in black attire stumbled in, his eyes bloodshot, his features handsome but his face filled with a look of defeat.

Mo Qi looked up and saw Su Yingxue sitting by Chu Yihan’s bed, with Chu Yihan unconscious.

He immediately drew his sword and charged, "Witch! What have you done to my master! You... you’re just diabolical!"

Seeing the unconscious Chu Yihan, although the lower half of his body was covered with a blanket, his upper half was unclothed; it wasn’t hard for him to imagine the unspeakable things Su Yingxue could have done to Chu Yihan.

He drew his sword wishing he could kill Su Yingxue on the spot.

"If you don’t dare kill me, then there’s no need to be so angry. Moreover, I haven’t done anything to your master," Su Yingxue deflected Mo Qi’s sword tip, a flicker of guilt crossing her eyes.

"Cough!"

She gave a seemingly serious cough, "I’m here to treat Your Highness’s injury. His wound is deep, and I’m afraid even the court physician won’t be much help tonight. It needs to be me."

"How could you be so kind-hearted?" Mo Qi’s eyes widened, and his expression screamed ’I don’t believe you’.

"How could my Miss not be kind-hearted? If she weren’t kind, would she rush to the imperial palace in the middle of the night?" Zhilan entered the chamber proudly with the medicine in hand.

Su Yingxue touched her forehead and bit her lip in silence.

Just when she was worried that Mo Qi might misunderstand, the young man drew his sword and pointed it at her again, "Su Yingxue, you clearly have ill intentions! On a dark and windy night, taking advantage of the fact Your Highness is imprisoned and injured, you hope to... to..."

Mo Qi felt too ashamed to continue and closed his eyes as he lunged at Su Yingxue with his sword.

"Stop!"

"Cough!"

The timely voice of Chu Yihan stopped Mo Qi.

Su Yingxue saw the sword tip just an inch away from her neck and took a deep breath, "That was close!"

She had even forgotten to resist.

She looked down at her own hands - she might possibly, probably, should know martial arts, and not be weak at that.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be a match for her noble status.

Mo Qi quickly ran to Chu Yihan’s side, pushing Su Yingxue away to protect him, "Your Highness, are you all right? I am useless; I couldn’t bring the court physician, they all fear the authority of the Marquis’s Manor and Princess Shu Li."

"What are you talking about!" Zhilan was so angry that she wanted to smash Mo Qi’s head in.

Su Yingxue quickly grabbed the medicine from her hand, and said sternly to Mo Qi, "Criticizing me is okay, but insult my mother, and I’ll send you and your master straight to Yama’s Palace with a bag of poison!"

Mo Qi: ...

Chu Yihan’s indifferent gaze shifted onto her, as though he was looking at a dead person.

"I was just joking," Su Yingxue immediately lost her temper.

For some reason, after getting a bump on her head and losing her memory, she didn’t seem to be as bold with Chu Yihan as before.

"Miss, what are you afraid of! You used to go straight up to him!" Zhilan saw her backing down and felt very indignant on her behalf, "Our Marquis’s Manor and Princess Shuli are all behind you. Even a princess has to yield three points to you. All the subjects in the world respect your medical skills. Why should you lower yourself so?"

Just for a prince, how is he worth our genius doctor, the Eldest Young Miss’s, humiliation?

"It’s not exactly that way."

Su Yingxue took advantage of Chu Yihan’s lapse in attention and shoved a pill into his mouth.

"Mmm..." Chu Yihan instinctively wanted to spit it out, but Su Yingxue immediately covered his mouth, "Blood Coagulation Pill, lifesaving medicine, spit it out and you’ll die!"

Chu Yihan’s eyes suddenly widened.

Su Yingxue also looked at him with widened eyes at the same moment, "You..."

Why is he, so feverish?

Chu Yihan swallowed the pill, enduring the humiliation.

At this moment, even if the pill was despicable, he had no choice but to take it.

He could feel that his frail body seemed to have reached its limit.

"Mmm..."

Not long after he swallowed the pill, his blood and energy began to roil. Initially, he felt waves of discomfort, but after circulating his energy through his acupoints, a warm feeling surged from his lower abdomen, making him feel much more comfortable.