Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

Murong Hao thought that when Xi'er came here by herself, he had been worried about her safety there, and he would never let her be alone with a stranger again.

"How about we just sit here and wait. We just drank a lot of tea. Let's take a break." Murong Hao looked at Miao Chutian with a smile.

Miao Chutian naturally understood Murong Hao's intention.

"Okay, just wait here." Miao Chutian motioned for Murong Hao to sit down first.

Murong Hao was polite and sat on the stool next to the pavilion.

After Miao Chutian watched him sit down, he stepped forward and sat next to him.

Everyone present was stunned when they saw this detail.

Who is the masked man in front of me? Even the prince of a country respects him respectfully.

Lin Yunxi saw Murong Hao and Miao Chutian sitting down, then stepped forward and sat opposite the man in white.

"Young Master, I want to feel your pulse first." Lin Yunxi raised her hand and was about to feel the pulse of the young master in white.

Murong Hao and Miao Chutian behind him said in unison.

"I have a veil here."

As soon as she said this, Lin Yunxi's hand stopped in mid-air, she smiled awkwardly, and stood up to take the handkerchief in Murong Hao's hand. She did not dare to look at Miao Chutian. It turned out that Murong Hao was right, Miao Chutian had feelings for her. , and the love is not shallow.

Murong Hao glanced at Miao Chutian, was the prince so restless? How could he say this in public? The jealousy in his heart was slowly building up.

Miao Chutian also marveled at how he could say those words. Now he could only remain silent. Perhaps silence could conceal what he was thinking.

When Zhang Rongyue saw this scene, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something. Does the prince have feelings for the pregnant woman in front of him? Otherwise, he wouldn't mind her feeling the pulse of a strange man. Who are this couple?

Lin Yunxi didn't think much about the incident just now. She put Murong Hao's handkerchief over the pulse of the man in white and carefully checked the pulse of the man in white.

It was indeed consumption, and the infection was serious.

"What do you call this young master?" Lin Yunxi let go of his hand and asked.

"If your surname is Han, Han Jiyang, just call me Young Master Han."

"It turns out he is the prince of South Korea." Miao Chutian felt that this person looked familiar.

Han Jiyang nodded and smiled at the prince. He saw that the prince treated the masked couple with great courtesy. It seemed that the pregnant lady was not a charlatan. He thought about the fact that she had just sworn to him that she could cure tuberculosis and golden sores, and he felt anxious. Dropped half of it.

"Mr. Han, you must have had tuberculosis for a year and a half. Now you cough up blood from time to time, right?" Lin Yunxi asked seriously.

"What do you call this madam?" Han Jiyang asked.

"My surname is Lin, just call me Mrs. Lin." Lin Yunxi did not give her first name, but gave her surname.

"Mrs. Lin, you just diagnosed it very accurately. I was diagnosed with tuberculosis a year and a half ago. I have tried many good medicines and many famous doctors from Nanling Country, but they can't be cured."

Except for Murong Hao and Miao Chutian, everyone present heard that they were talking about tuberculosis and took a few steps back, fearing that they would be infected.

"It's okay, I can save you. Where is the wound you just mentioned about Jin Changshang? Can you let me take a look?" Lin Yunxi asked seriously.

"Okay, put it on my arm, Yanfeng, help." Han Jiyang looked at his personal guard and ordered.

Yanfeng stepped forward and lifted up his sleeves for his master, revealing a large section of his snow-white arms.

There was a long scar on the arm, which was wrapped with gauze, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the gauze.

"Open the gauze and take a look." Lin Yunxi ordered Yanfeng.

Yan Feng opened the gauze layer by layer, revealing the wound on Han Jiyang's arm.

There was a long wound on the forearm, and traces of blood and pus were emerging from it. Murong Hao and Miao Chutian felt that the wound looked scary, but Lin Yunxi was not afraid.

"Mr. Han, didn't you use alcohol to disinfect it?" Lin Yunxi looked serious when he saw such a serious wound.

"I've disinfected it many times, but unfortunately it's still infected. I've tried many good sore medicines to no avail. I'm afraid my arm will become useless." Han Jiyang endured the pain and motioned to Yanfeng to re-bandage the wound.

"Wait a minute, let me take care of the wound. There is no need to bandage it on such a hot day." Lin Yunxi stopped him.

"Why don't Yan Feng come?" Han Jiyang saw that she was pregnant and was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable seeing his hideous wounds.

"It's okay. I'm a doctor. I've seen you too much. Some of your muscles are dead and need to be removed." Lin Yunxi said and took out a large bottle of iodine and a large pack of cotton balls from his sleeve pocket, as well as a pair of medical tweezers and Anesthesia injection, and of course medical gloves.

Han Jiyang was curious, seeing how her clothes were so thin and her sleeve pockets could hold so much, but he didn't ask.

Lin Yunxi said seriously after preparing the anesthetic injection.

"I'll give you an anesthesia injection first. The injection can remove your rotten flesh, so it won't hurt." Lin Yunxi explained first.

Yanfeng said nervously when he saw Lin Yunxi taking out a needle-point object with some liquid in it.

"Master, are you sure you want an anesthesia injection?"

"If my arm is not treated, it will become useless within a few days. Why not let this lady try it."

Han Jiyang can now look at death calmly. With his broken body, most doctors said that he would not live long, but the lady in front of him said that he could live. He wanted to try.

Hearing Han Jiyang's pessimism, Lin Yunxi comforted him and gave him an anesthetic.

"Your hands will never become useless. After I remove the rotten flesh for you today, and cooperate with my golden sore medicine and oral medicine, I guarantee that you will be able to hold a pen or even a sword again in seven to ten days." Lin Yunxi waited for the anesthetic to start. Effect, preparing things to treat his wounds.

"Seriously, I have a gold sore on my hand. No doctor can cure it. Mrs. Lin said it will be cured in seven to ten days. Are you sure you are not trying to comfort me?" Han Jiyang asked happily.

"I'm a doctor and I don't like lying to patients." Lin Yunxi pressed his wound through her gloves.

"Does it still hurt when you press it like this?"

"Surprisingly, my wound is no longer painful at all. It has been in unbearable pain for the past few days." Han Jiyang said in surprise.

Miao Chutian didn't expect that the anesthetic Yun Xi mentioned would have such an effect, so he made a note of this magical drug in his mind.

"This is the effect of the anesthetic. Now I will treat your wound." Lin Yunxi said with a smile.

"Xier, do you need your husband's help?" Murong Hao asked her worriedly from the side. He was worried that she, a pregnant woman, would cause discomfort if she treated such a hideous wound for a patient.

"Don't worry, husband, Xi'er is a professional doctor." Lin Yunxi looked at Murong Hao with crooked eyebrows. He was always worried about her, which made her feel warm in her heart.

"Well, then you should be careful." Murong Hao looked at her smiling face. This was his Xi'er. When she saw someone in pain, she would always lend a helping hand.

Miao Chutian had been watching Yunxi treat Han Jiyang's wounds. It turned out that Yunxi was like this when treating patients. She was serious, rigorous, patient, and always answered the patient's questions gently. She was indeed the woman he fell in love with. Every sparkle about her fascinated him.

The emotion in Miao Chutian's eyes has always been deeply hidden, but Zhang Rongyue on the side can see it. She deeply loves her husband. She has never seen such tender emotions in his eyes. What is this woman? Who could capture the heart of His Highness the Crown Prince even while pregnant?