Chapter 9 — He Used To See Me As A Decoration, Now He Begs Me Not To Leave

Tieu Can Ngon stood next to the child, his eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of unwillingness flashed through his eyes. I put down the tea cup then stood up and went downstairs. I walked up to that woman and squatted down.

“Let me see.”

The woman raised her teary eyes and looked at me bewildered. I didn't wait for her to agree, I directly reached out to check the child's pulse. The statue's pulse is as weak as a fragile thread, almost no longer detectable. I opened the child's eyelids to check the pupils, then put my ear to listen to the child's heartbeat.

“It can still be saved.”

As soon as I said these three words, everyone was stunned. My uncle looked at me in surprise:

"Dong family? This... how is this possible?"

I didn't pay attention to him, I directly took out a small cloth bag from my chest, inside was the set of silver needles I always carry with me.

"Take the child inside, lay him horizontally on the bed. Everyone, get out."

My voice is not loud, but it carries an aura that does not allow anyone to doubt. Uncle uncle and several students immediately followed suit. Tieu Can Ngon also wanted to step inside, but was stopped by a look from me.

“You go out too.”

He stood stiffly in place, looking at me with complicated eyes. I stopped paying attention to him, closed the door, took a deep breath, and started sterilizing each silver needle. The child's condition is more serious than I imagined. His heart was almost exhausted, leaving only one last breath to barely hang on. We are forced to use needle acupuncture to protect its heart and at the same time force out all the cold air in the body. This set of acupuncture techniques is extremely mentally draining. The physical and mental requirements of acupuncturists are so high that they are almost harsh. I calmed down, determined the exact acupuncture point, then steadily placed the first needle. Outside the door, everyone held their breath and waited. Time passes little by little. One hour. Two hours... There was absolutely no sound in the room. The woman cried and fainted several times. Tieu Can Ngon stood in the hallway, his back straight, from beginning to end, without moving, like a statue. His eyes were always staring at the tightly closed door. Finally, the door made a "creaking" sound and slowly opened. We step outside. His face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his body was still shaking slightly, almost unsteady on his feet. Xuan Hoa quickly ran to help me. Everyone immediately gathered around.

“The child… how is the child?”

The woman tried to crawl forward and grabbed the corner of my shirt tightly.

I reluctantly curled my lips into a weak smile.

“Life… can be saved.”

I finally pulled that child back from Ghost Gate Pass. The reputation of "Te The Duong" resonated throughout the capital in just one night. Everyone knows that in Te The Duong there is a young "mister" who has god-like medical skills and can turn the dead back to life. I didn't reveal my identity, just said I was my uncle's distant cousin and would occasionally come to the hospital to help. Starting from that day, I went out of the Royal Palace more often. Tieu Can Ngon did not stop me at all, even every time I went out, he quietly sent two secret guards behind to protect my safety. all for me. He is still the same as before, every night he comes to Thinh Truc Uyen, sits on the stone steps outside the yard, and has never bothered me. A strange chemistry gradually formed between us. He didn't speak. I didn't ask either. He atones. I looked coldly. That day, I had just returned from the hospital. As soon as I entered the palace, I saw the butler waiting at the door with an impatient look on his face.

“Your Highness, you have finally returned!”

"Someone just arrived in the palace, saying... saying that the Queen Mother is critically ill, tell someone to immediately enter the palace!"

My heart suddenly trembled. The current Queen Mother is not the current emperor's biological mother, but the previous emperor's noble concubine. After the emperor ascended the throne, he made her the Queen Mother. The mother-child relationship between the two has always been extremely wonderful. Why was she suddenly critically ill? Furthermore, why did you summon me by name?