Rebirth: The sickly prince ran away after flirting with him

East Palace.

Before Cang Xi entered the palace, he smelled the faint smell of blood.

This made him feel excited, and he walked quickly to the bed, only to see an unfamiliar face.

Cang Xi: "Huh?"

Where is His Highness the Crown Prince who is so old?

Where did this man come from?

The breath of the person on the bed gradually weakened, but Cang Xi had no idea of ​​taking action.

Finding Ajin was the most important thing. As for the stranger's life or death, it had nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Miracle Doctor? Hey, hurry up, help him, this man suddenly appeared on the way back and blocked an arrow for His Highness."

It was rare for Cichun to call him "Mr. Miracle Doctor". From this point of view, this matter was quite urgent.

"Where's Ajin?"

It was already this time, and Cichun no longer cared about Cang Xi's disrespectful words, "Your Highness is fine. Now we are discussing matters with the Emperor in the study. Let's save him first."

Cang Xi felt relieved and looked at the stranger again, feeling suspicious in his heart. This man didn't look like Lian Jiazi. How could he get past so many guards and secret guards around A Jin and block the arrows for A Jin?

When he felt his pulse again, his face suddenly turned dark.

Looks like a boy, but turns out to be a girl?

Immediately, he applied the acupuncture to protect her heart pulse, "Let her sleep for two or three hours first, and wait for me to prepare a medicine. Don't move her during this time, remember."

Cichun nodded repeatedly, "What if she wakes up early?"

"She won't wake up until I come back."

Cang Xi walked to the door and turned back to ask Cichun, "Ajin wasn't injured, right?"

Ci Chun shook his head, "However, the Song family member is dead, I'm afraid..."

Cang Xi waved her hands, "I understand, I understand, it doesn't matter. You go and prepare some clothes for the girl to wear. She has wounds on her body. I will teach you how to apply medicine to her."

"Ah?" Ci Chun looked back at the person on the bed in shock, "F-woman?"

"correct."

Even if she looks like a man in appearance, she is still a woman in terms of pulse. This is an unchangeable fact.

Normally, this person might be able to use his inner strength to cover up his disordered pulse, but now... he's almost burping, and he can't even try to disguise it.

No longer looking at the shocked Ci Chun, Cang Xi whistled and left.

He has a lot to do, maybe it's time to recruit a disciple to take care of him.

Otherwise, if someone gets hurt in the future, he will have to do it.

In this huge palace, there will always be disciples who can sleep, right?

With this thought, Cang Xi moved to the Imperial Medical Pavilion.

While picking up medicinal materials, it’s not too much to take on an apprentice at the same time, right?

As he swaggered through the door, he was stopped by a young man who seemed obedient, but was actually rigid.

"Stay, please show your pass."

Cang Xi searched around his body, feeling a little helpless. There was nothing on him that could prove his identity.

Some were also lost in ancient tombs.

"I'm from the East Palace. Look at me, do I look familiar?"

Cang Xi pointed at himself.

The old-fashioned young man shook his head and said, "Please show me your pass."

Cang Xi was thinking whether it would be faster to knock this man unconscious or explain his identity to him again.

Before he could think about the outcome, his hand had already made the decision for him.

The knives fell together and the young man fell to the ground.

Cang Xi clasped his hands together and chanted "Amitabha" habitually, then walked to the first row of medicine cabinets and began to quickly search for medicinal materials.

There is a bookshelf next to the medicine pavilion, with descriptions of some medicinal materials on it.

And in the shadow next to the second bookshelf, stood a child.

He looked six or seven years old, with very light eyes. After noticing Cang Xi, he deliberately hid himself in the shadows.