My mother is good at both medicine and poison, and she is reborn to kill people

Su Huan placed her fingertips against Mo Qianhan's knee, touching and moving them around, feeling the condition of the tendons, veins, bones and joints around the wound pierced by the bone nail.

Logically speaking, with broken tendons and shattered bones, these legs must be completely disabled, and it would be extremely difficult to heal them.

She is also a descendant of the ancient medical tradition and has a magical method.

Dozens of top-grade medicinal herbs with powerful properties are made into ointments, which are then pricked with gold needles to reactivate the body's self-healing power and regenerate muscles and bones.

Each of those medicinal herbs is extremely rare, and they happened to be all in her jade bottle space, so she proposed to treat Mo Qianhan.

However, in the current situation, Mo Qianhan's legs seemed to have no other problems except for the scar above his knee which was a bit hideous. His legs were safe and sound and he did not need a wheelchair at all.

People all over the world say that Prince Ning has disabled legs and is a useless person.

Su Huan combined what Mo Qianhan had just said and concluded that this man was pretending to be disabled, deliberately showing weakness and keeping a low profile.

She touched it carefully again and found something wrong. There seemed to be a ball of air around Mo Qianhan's knees, covering it like a mist.

She inherited the ancient medical tradition, and the finger technique she learned to detect the cause of disease is extremely sensitive. No disease can escape the touch of her fingertips.

Then, she moved to Mo Qianhan's other leg and checked with her fingers. As she expected, the situation on both sides was exactly the same.

It's amazing that there is such a wonderful method in this world. If she put aside the exquisite finger techniques of ancient medicine she learned, it would be difficult for her to figure it out.

No wonder he was able to avoid detection by the man in the Imperial Palace.

Mo Qianhan looked down at the person who was diagnosing him. Her fingertips wandered and caressed his knees. The feeling of her finger touches spread through his skin and spread throughout his body. Her fingers were soft and slender...

This was the first time he had such close contact with a woman, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

If he touched it further, his legs would feel like they were on fire.

With a slightly disordered breath, he uttered, "Miss Su, are you still not well?"

Suddenly, Su Huan heard a voice from above.

She suddenly came to her senses, and while thinking, she forgot to pull her hand back, and it fell on Mo Qianhan's knee. Fortunately, there was no outsider here.

You know, she was diagnosing Mo Qianhan. If seen by someone who didn't understand, her actions would seem like she was teasing and seducing Mo Qianhan.

Su Huan quickly pulled her hand back, maintaining a calm expression on her face, and said, "Everything has been checked. If Your Majesty doesn't mind, how about I check your pulse?"

"Of course I don't mind."

As he spoke, Mo Qianhan lowered the legs of his underpants, adjusted his skirt, then reached out to Su Huan and showed her wrist.

Su Huan stood up, holding Mo Qianhan's wrist with one hand and the other hand on his wrist.

The results of her examination just now were once again confirmed when she took the patient's pulse.

If examined using ordinary methods, Mo Qianhan's body would give the impression that he was indeed weak.

But she penetrated the fog and traced the source of the mystery, and found that his body was not only healthy but also very strong, without any problems at all.

Su Huan's thoughts moved and she remembered what Mo Qianhan had said.

He said that he was blessed by God and escaped death by falling into a cold pool at the bottom of a cliff.

If you think about it carefully, considering the injury Mo Qianhan suffered at that time, his leg, which should have been disabled, was actually safe and sound. It was probably due to some kind of chance.

Only this way can it make sense.

Wait, why is his pulse rate so fast?

She looked at Mo Qianhan, scanned his area, and noticed the swallowing movement in his throat.

Ah, this... Could it be that she kept touching other people's legs just now and that's why it became like this?

After Su Huan finished taking Mo Qianhan's pulse, she immediately let go of Mo Qianhan's hand and said, "Your Highness, I've finished the examination."

Mo Qianhan had also regained his composure, with a faint smile on his face, and asked, "Miss Su, what do you think of my situation?"

Su Hua did not shy away from the question and asked directly, "Does the prince want me to tell the truth? Or lie?"

Mo Qianhan smiled and said, "Miss Su can say this, which shows that she already knows everything. Miss Su's medical skills are better than I expected."

Su Huan was about to take over and continue speaking.

In an instant, a surge of energy vibrated around the person sitting in the wheelchair, and the next moment, he stood up from the wheelchair.

Su Huan looked at the person standing upright in front of her. He was sitting in a wheelchair, so it was hard to tell how tall he was. However, when he stood up straight, she could only reach his chin.

I originally thought that this guy had such an extremely charming face that people would completely ignore his disabled legs. But in the end, his legs had already recovered.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and that peerless face.

Absolutely——

stop! Stop it!

Now is not the time to think about this.

Su Huan coughed lightly and said, "The prince asked me to treat him. Is he testing me?"

"It's not a test. It was Miss Su who originally suggested treating me. I just followed Miss Su's wishes. Miss Su is my fiancée. I didn't intend to hide it. When there is a suitable opportunity, I will tell her honestly."

Mo Qianhan explained calmly and seriously, "Since Miss Su said she wanted to diagnose my pulse, why not take this opportunity to let Miss Su find out for herself."

Su Huan's eyes tightened, "Your Highness is not going to hide it from me? Your Highness trusts me so much?"

Mo Qianhan: "When the imperial decree of marriage was first issued, I might have hesitated, but when Miss Su told me, 'Make yourself bigger than a mountain,' I felt that Miss Su was worthy of my trust."

Su Huan: "It is not wise for Your Majesty to trust me based on just one sentence."

Mo Qianhan: "Miss Su is the first person who doesn't look at my leg disability with strange eyes. I trust my own judgment."

As he finished speaking, he took a step closer to Su Huan. The distance between them was less than an arm's length. He spoke slowly in a low voice, "I believe in Miss Su, and I also believe in my fiancée."

Su Huan raised her eyes and met Mo Qianhan's burning gaze. This man was simply relying on his handsomeness to commit crimes. She was not a pure and ascetic monk, so who could resist him?

She avoided looking at Mo Qianhan and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will never tell anyone that your legs are fine. As for the medical fee Your Majesty gave me, I..."

Mo Qianhan didn't wait for her to say anything, interrupting her and saying, "The contract has been signed, so it belongs to Miss Su. Miss Su diagnosed me and gave me the result, so that's what Miss Su deserves."

"..." Su Huan thought that she made this money very easily. However, as Mo Qianhan said, she gave the diagnosis. Anyway, this man was very rich, so she could just consider it as hush money for her. She would not feel guilty about accepting it.

Su Huan: "Thank you very much for the consultation fee, Your Majesty."

Mo Qianhan: "There's no need to be polite between you and me."