C41

"Doctor Zhang, didn't you say that my survival is a waste of food?"

"Doctor Li, is your sister's child cured? Give your sister the ginseng that originally belonged to me, what crime are you committing?"

"Doctor Miao, you were the one who spread the plague seven years ago. Otherwise, how could you stand out among the royal physicians?"

"You, you, you …" Night Nine pointed to a person, who was so scared that he no longer dared to kowtow and use his head like a hammer. In just a short time, some of them had swellings, some had bruises, and some had broken skin.

"Little Nine, don't say anymore, don't say anymore." Little Fishy tightly held Niu Mei in her arms. All these years, how much suffering had he gone through?

Night Nine gently dried her tears. "Little fish, it used to be very bitter, really very bitter."

When he saw Xiaoyu's heartache, his heart began to ache as well. "But, it's not hard anymore. With you around, it's really not hard anymore."

Xiaoyu resolutely wiped her tears, "Lil 'Nine, just spare their lives, you can do whatever you want to them."

Actually, it wasn't easy to become an imperial physician. There were too few who could really save the dying and help the wounded.

"Cut them into a thousand pieces, it will be hard to quell the hatred in my heart." Night Nine looked coldly at everyone.

"Depends on my face, on my face." Fishy pointed at her face.

"Your face …" Nine Night Demon pretended to ponder.

"Lil 'Nine, don't tell me you're taking my face as a cushion for your shoes." Little Fishy asked with a bitter face.

Night Nine stuck out his index finger and poked the little fish on the forehead, "You can avoid death, but you can't escape from death."

Hearing this, all the imperial doctors' faces lit up, and they immediately crawled to Little Fishy's side, looking at her with loathing, "All of you stay away from Little Fishy, you smell so bad, and have burnt her."

"Yes, yes." Everyone quickly retreated, staring at Little Fishy. Living crimes, they hoped they wouldn't suffer any more.

"In my opinion, we should make them go to the emperor and admit that they were mistaken in the past. We should have them beg the emperor to allow us to leave the capital to seek out famous doctors." Little Fishy bit her lips and said.

Fishy studied the books in the imperial study and felt that since she had cleared away the poison in Little Nine's body, she couldn't stay in the capital. As long as there was a sliver of hope, they shouldn't give up, but the Imperial Family had decreed that without an imperial edict, no prince could leave the capital.

The imperial physicians bitterly looked at Little Fishy. Wasn't this the same as hanging himself from a tree? Was he tired of living? Admitting to the misdiagnosis? They couldn't bear the emperor's rage from being struck by lightning all those years ago.

Little Fishy innocently spread out her hands. "Are you still here? Just tell the Emperor what Ninth Prince said?"

Little Fishy said, "I'm easy to talk to, but as long as we have a deal, it's good."

Everyone became more and more like a small, wronged Dou Er. This was the threat of a red fruit. What a joke! If these things were to be revealed to the emperor, would they still be able to live?

"You don't want to?" Little Fishy swept her gaze over the crowd. It was fine if she was unwilling, but she didn't say anything.

"I'll go." Imperial Physician Lu gritted his teeth, stretched his head and did the same thing. He did the same as Xiaoyu these days, but he was still influenced by Fishy's lackadaisical thoughts. There were so many people in Imperial Hospital, but what kind of hero was he?

Little Fishy looked at him and sighed faintly, "Didn't I hear that punishment is not to blame of the masses? It's still better to have more people."

At this point, all the imperial doctors knew that they couldn't be turtles anymore. They could only express their willingness to go through fire and water for the Ninth Prince.

Tsk, their words are even better than their singing.

Little Fishy listened to them as they each put on their tall hats for Night Nine. She felt impatient. Could they be any more shameless?

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's getting late. As I see it, the lords should hurry up and settle their accounts and go look for the emperor. This little girl won't be haggling with the lords. Go back and pack up your salutes. We'll set off immediately." If they were delayed by another day, Little Nine would suffer for another day, and if they were delayed by another two hours, then Little Nine would suffer for another two hours. If they were delayed by another day, then Little Nine would suffer for another two hours, and if they were to be delayed by another day, then Little Nine would suffer for another two hours.

The imperial doctors had bitter expressions on their faces as they slowly left the restaurant. This fellow was quite evil. He obviously wanted to treat them to a drink, yet he thought that they shouldn't order it. However, how could he be reasonable? All of the imperial doctors had their pants on the verge of peeling off. They were originally afraid that they would be ridiculed if they wore something too shabby because of the gold and jade on their bodies. They were going out with their princes, so they had to wear something more refined.

Seeing that the royal physicians had all left, the members of the Ninth Prince's Mansion also withdrew from the private room. Xiaoyu embraced Night Nine Demon, "Little Jiu, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Night Nine was puzzled.

"Thank you for trusting me so much. Thank you for defending me so much." Little Fishy said emotionally.

"Silly little fish, if I don't protect you, who will? Besides, aren't you doing all this for me? " After saying that, Jiu Mei suddenly remembered the meaningful look in the imperial physicians' eyes when they saw Xiaoyu give the half-dead imperial physician a pulse. They unhappily frowned.

"Xiaoyu, an imperial physician can die just like that. No one is more precious than you. People like them are not worth your help, do you understand?" Night Nine reached out and pulled the little fish into her arms.

Little Fishy smiled wryly, after all, Little Nine was still an ancient person, and was naturally noble. In their eyes, the lives of humans were nothing more than grass, Little Fishy extended her hand and gently caressed Night Nine's beautiful lips.

"Little Nine, like I said, I'm not from this era, and I don't have a father like Li Gang. I can't truly look down on life."

No matter who it was, they were all raised by their parents and had the right to live. Actually, she also wanted to be a bad person, to feel good about being a bad person.

"Li Gang?" Ye Jiumei raised one side of her eyebrows in puzzlement.

Xiaoyu didn't want to talk too much about this issue. Who Li Gang was had nothing to do with them.

"Xiao Jiu, where did you get the information from the royal doctors?" Little Fishy changed the topic, hoping it wasn't as she had imagined. If it was really like that, it would be really difficult for them to leave the capital.

"It's information collected by Windy Restaurant." Night Nine's lips curled up in a bitter smile.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu frowned. As expected.

Not only was this Feng ManLou a money-making organization in the imperial government, he was also a part-time intelligence agent. Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and asked, "Who is the mastermind of this number one building?"