I insist

Chapter 172: A cure for a heart ailment requires a cure for the heart.

The two knew that human lives were at stake, so they didn't delay any longer.

Song Miqiu lifted her skirt and quickly followed behind the palace maids of the Eastern Palace.

She recognized that the servant who had taken them to the East Palace this time was the same one who had taken them last time. Clearly, this person was specifically there to serve the Crown Prince and hadn't been too involved when the Crown Prince was throwing a tantrum that morning.

She exchanged a glance with Ming Taicheng, then quickly walked to the side of the palace maid from the East Palace and asked urgently, "Did the Crown Prince send you to take the two of us there this time because of that lady's matter?"

“Of course.” The palace maid glanced at Song Miqiu, her brows furrowing slightly, probably worried about being late. “What happened at the Eastern Palace this morning has probably caused quite a stir throughout the palace, and the Imperial Hospital must know about it too.”

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Song Miqiu's face. She gave a dry laugh and said, "Indeed, we are quite curious about the Empress's current health condition so that Physician Ming and I can be mentally prepared."

"I can only say it's not good," the palace maid said in a low voice, her tone respectful. "I'll have to trouble the two imperial physicians to do their best to save her later."

The fact that the word "rescue" was used is enough to show just how serious the condition is.

Song Miqiu pursed her lips and said no more.

The two arrived at the East Palace at the fastest speed they had ever seen. Song Miqiu leaned against the door frame, exhaling heavily. After catching her breath, she saw Ming Taicheng walk in first, then took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Song Miqiu bowed to the Crown Prince, who quickly pushed the two of them toward the bed, saying, "Let's skip the bowing for now and go check on the situation!"

Song Miqiu strode to the bedside and placed his fingers on the sick beauty's wrist.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, her face changed drastically, she frowned and straightened up, placing her fingers on the sickly beauty's face, lifting her eyelids to see the color of her pupils.

Song Miqiu's hands trembled slightly; the sickly beauty's condition startled her.

I never imagined her health would be so frail!

He was practically hanging on by a thread.

She stood up, strode to the side, turned her back to them, and immediately redeemed a special blood-replenishing potion from the system.

They didn't see Song Miqiu's actions clearly and simply assumed that he was taking medicine out of the first-aid kit.

"Imperial Physician Song, how is she?"

“The situation is very bad.” Song Miqiu’s face was very pale. He said in a deep voice, “Her health was already very weak. Pregnancy has already posed a great danger to her body. I have already mentioned this to His Highness the Crown Prince before.”

As she spoke, Song Miqiu hurriedly poured the blood-tonifying medicine into her palm, and with her other hand, she pried open the sick beauty's mouth and put the pills in one by one. At the same time, she asked Ming Taicheng to bring a cup of water and carefully poured it into the sick beauty's mouth.

She lifted the other person's chin, placing her fingers on the sickly beauty's neck and guiding them down the other person's throat, ensuring that the sickly beauty could swallow the blood-replenishing medicine completely.

"Now, because Honghua has miscarried and lost too much blood, I can only try my best to snatch her back from the jaws of death." As he spoke, Song Miqiu placed his fingers on the sick beauty's wrist again and whispered, "Ming Taicheng!"

"I need your acupuncture to save my life!" Song Miqiu said, immediately getting up to make way for him.

She knew that Ming Taicheng was far more skilled in using acupuncture than she was, and the scene was too terrifying, so it would be safer to let Ming Taicheng perform the acupuncture.

While Ming Taicheng was administering acupuncture to the ailing beauty, Song Miqiu, with a grim expression, turned to the Crown Prince and whispered, "Your Highness, she needs to be carefully monitored regarding her diet. If Physician Ming manages to save her this time, we must be cautious!"

The crown prince pursed his lips, his face extremely gloomy. He didn't say much, and his gaze shifted to the sickly beauty.

Seeing this, Song Miqiu sighed. She had previously noticed that the sickly beauty had a knot in her heart. Although in front of them, the sickly beauty and the crown prince had a very good relationship, she always felt that it was not so.

She sensed a knot of melancholy in the sickly beauty's brow, a knot that had remained unresolved.

Within this palace, one wrong step leads to another, so it seems unlikely that this sickly beauty could easily resolve her inner turmoil.

"Alive!"

Ming Taicheng was overjoyed, which attracted Song Miqiu and the Crown Prince to come and watch.

The sickly beauty was almost entirely covered in gold needles. As Song Miqiu watched the beauty's complexion gradually improve, she was overjoyed. "It really worked!"

Ming Taicheng's face was rosy. Seeing that the Crown Prince's complexion had improved a lot, he leaned towards Song Miqiu and asked in a low voice, "What did you feed this lady just now? It made it much easier for me to administer acupuncture."

A person on the verge of death has lost too much blood. If the blood is not replenished, even acupuncture will hardly be able to save the person.

Song Miqiu blinked and chuckled softly, "You already know, don't you?"

“I didn’t know you would bring blood-tonifying medicine with you,” Ming Taicheng said, recalling the situation at the Imperial Hospital. “I remember that there weren’t many blood-tonifying medicines left at the Imperial Hospital.”

"Even if it's not much, wouldn't it be better to use it to save this lady?"

“That makes sense.” Ming Taicheng nodded.

The Crown Prince bent down to examine the sickly beauty's condition, but since she still had too many silver needles on her body, he couldn't get too close. He could only straighten up and look at Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng.

"You two have done a commendable job saving lives, and I, the Crown Prince, will naturally reward you handsomely!" The Crown Prince shouted towards the door, "Guards!"

The palace maid who had just brought the two of them came in, bowing her head and facing the Crown Prince.

"Bring them a fine spirit pearl and a spirit jade, and give them to the two of them!"

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu's eyes lit up instantly. Hearing the Crown Prince say this, she knew that the spirit pearl and spirit jade must be extremely good.

She watched longingly as the palace maids brought the items up, and Song Miqiu was the first to choose the spirit jade.

She didn't know why, but she always felt a sense of familiarity with this jade, perhaps because it was the most compatible with her.

Ming Taicheng didn't pick and choose, and there was only one spirit pearl left. He gave it to Song Miqiu's spirit jade and kept the spirit pearl for himself.

Before leaving, while waiting for Ming Taicheng to finish his acupuncture, Song Miqiu hesitated for a moment before telling the Crown Prince what was on her mind, "Your Highness, to cure a heart ailment, one must first heal the heart."

The crown prince simply sat there without responding to Song Miqiu's words.

Song Miqiu's mood soured. She lowered her head and touched the piece of spirit jade, pursed her lips, and felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart.

After parting ways with Ming Taicheng, it was time for her to leave the palace. Song Miqiu returned home, looked at the furnishings in front of her, sighed, and sat on a wooden stool, staring blankly ahead.

At this moment, the door was opened again, and Yu Huailin appeared in Song Miqiu's sight. She did not expect Yu Huailin to return so early today, as he usually had to wait one or two hours to come back.