Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved-Chapter 187 - I Your Son Can Treat the Third Younger

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: I, Your Son, Can Treat the Third Younger Imperial Brother

Chapter 187 -187: I, Your Son, Can Treat the Third Younger Imperial Brother

The Third Prince was carried back to the capital.

By the time Murong Jiu and Jun Yuyan arrived, the Third Prince’s bedside was surrounded by Imperial Physicians.

Consort Jing stood to one side, her eyes bright red; they were filled with a pleading sorrow as if her heart had shattered. Her already pitiable air seemed all the more pronounced.

“Xiao Jiu, you’ve arrived just in time. Please, see if there’s any hope for your younger brother’s leg!”

The Emperor himself seemed to have aged several years, his tone urgent. The surrounding Imperial Physicians and concubines, upon hearing this, had strange thoughts — when did the Emperor start caring so much for the Third Prince?

This was the Yangxin Hall, the Emperor’s resting palace.

Even when the Eldest Prince, Prince Ling suffered an accident, he had never been brought to the Emperor’s Yangxin Hall.

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Jun Yuyan protected Murong Jiu as they walked inside. Consort Jing quickly showed a beseeching expression, pleading with Murong Jiu to save the Third Prince.

Murong Jiu said she would do her best, and then saw the Imperial Physicians lift the cloth covering the Third Prince’s leg, revealing a stench of blood, medicine, and rot.

The Third Prince had been injured for four or five days; the weather hadn’t cooled completely yet. He had been slashed on the thigh bone, a cut so deep the bone was visible, covered with medicinal herbs and showing signs of suturing. It seemed the Court Physicians in Yuzhou were limited in their abilities; after stitching up the wound, it became infected and started to rot, the foul smell wafted from within.

Even though Murong Jiu was not prone to vomiting anymore, the odor still made her feel sick.

Jun Yuyan’s brows were tightly furrowed as he asked, “Father, what do the Imperial Physicians say? The Third Younger Imperial Brother’s leg doesn’t seem to have bone damage.”

“My lord, the Third Prince has a fractured knee, but the injury to his thigh is so severe. A major blood vessel there was not clamped properly before, resulting in serious blood loss. They somehow managed to stop the bleeding, but resetting the bone now could disturb the wound. We fear it might hit the blood vessel again. The Third Prince is too frail and may not withstand another ordeal,” the Imperial Medical Office’s physician explained cautiously.

This was why the Emperor asked Murong Jiu if there was a solution.

Murong Jiu frowned and said, “Yet the Third Younger Imperial Brother’s wound has already become infected. Even without movement, we must act, or else we risk losing the leg.”

She checked the Third Prince’s forehead with a handkerchief; sure enough, he had developed a high fever, no wonder he was unconscious.

She turned to the Emperor, “Father, the Third Imperial Brother’s condition is very tricky, it must be handled immediately.”

“What should be done to treat him? Speak quickly!” the Emperor urged.

“The Third Imperial Brother has already started to fever. While reducing the fever, we need to first remove the necrotic tissue from his leg and reapply medicine before stitching it up. But before stitching, we need to properly set the broken knee bone. Doing so is risky, and I must make clear the risks to both you and Consort Jing,” said Murong Jiu.

The Imperial Physicians wiped sweat from their brows, thinking that Princess Consort Ling was brave indeed. They would never dare to treat the injury like that, for if anything went wrong, the Third Prince could lose his life.

If they opted for a conservative treatment, there might still be a chance for him to survive.

Of course, the Emperor didn’t dare to take the risk, so he consulted with the Imperial Physicians again.

The conclusion they arrived at was that although Murong Jiu’s method was risky, it had a high chance of saving the Third Prince’s leg. However, there was also the possibility that the blood vessel could rupture, leading to unstoppable bleeding and death, especially since the Third Prince’s body was extremely weak and it was uncertain if he could survive the ordeal.

But if they opted for conservative treatment, the prospects weren’t bright because Murong Jiu was right — the Third Prince’s leg had become gangrenous. His fever was indeed caused by infection, which complicated matters. Perhaps they would indeed have to amputate the leg in that case, and even then, survival wasn’t certain.

Murong Jiu argued adamantly. As a physician, she naturally thought about how to save a person’s life.

At least, she was confident that she could save the Third Prince’s life.

In her previous life, she had treated many people with similar injuries: some were Hidden Guards under the command of the Second Prince, others were guards and soldiers.

She was also familiar with the structure of the human vascular system and could avoid major blood vessels.

The Emperor’s face was grim as he cursed the Imperial Medical Office for raising a bunch of useless people.

But what use was cursing? The risk had to be taken. Without taking the risk, The Third Prince could not only forget about his leg but might not even be able to save his life.

The Emperor pinned his hopes on Murong Jiu, asking her, “Since Xiao Jiu is confident, then I certainly trust Xiao Jiu. However, in his condition, if he recovers well, can his leg function normally as before.”

He was hoping that Murong Jiu could not only save The Third Prince’s life but also preserve his leg.

If the leg was disabled, aspiring to become the Crown Prince wouldn’t just be a matter of him clearing some obstacles for The Third Prince.

Now, during the imperial examinations, students with disabilities or deformities that could be off-putting were not allowed, all for the Emperor to block the ministers’ intent on making Jun Yuyan the Crown Prince.

Murong Jiu sneered in her heart.

She was treating The Third Prince because she could not stand by and watch him die, but it was impossible for her to completely cure his leg.

Jun Yuyan had once been left with a disability in his leg, and that was with the Emperor’s support. Now, it was his favored son who had injured his leg, so he wanted a court physician to heal him fully. Did such good things really happen in this world?

Murong Jiu showed a troubled expression and pondered, “Your Majesty, as you have seen the Third Younger Imperial Brother’s condition, I can only strive to save his life. During the bone-setting, I might hit a major blood vessel causing severe bleeding, so I must be cautious and careful, prioritizing his life above all else.”

What she implied was that the bone might not be set perfectly and some aftereffects, like a limp, might be quite normal.

The Emperor frowned upon hearing this.

A court physician said, “Princess Consort Ling has the ability to preserve The Third Prince’s life, which is already a remarkable feat. We feel ashamed.”

This reminded the Emperor of the severity of The Third Prince’s condition.

“There’s no need to delay any further. Xiao Jiu, begin treating him now. All the Imperial Physicians are here to assist you. Demand whatever you need,” the Emperor stated.

Murong Jiu nodded and gave that court physician an extra look. If she wasn’t mistaken, this was a court physician who belonged to Jun Yuyan.

She felt a warm feeling in her heart, thinking that her husband was wonderful in every way.

“Your Majesty, there are too many people here. The irrelevant ones should leave first,” Jun Yuyan said to the Emperor.

The Emperor nodded, ordering the other concubines and the Empress to exit, while only two or three Imperial Physicians remained to assist Murong Jiu.

The Empress turned her head and glanced at Consort Jing Pin, who was tearful. She scoffed in her heart and thought to herself that The Third Prince was lucky to have survived.

“Mother Empress, how is The Third Prince’s condition?” the Second Prince eagerly inquired upon seeing the Empress come out.

He had arrived shortly after Murong Jiu and Jun Yuyan, but the Emperor’s guards and eunuchs stopped him and didn’t allow him to enter.

Of course, he wasn’t the only one barred; the concubines and The Fourth Prince who wanted to visit The Third Prince were also prevented from entering.

So the Second Prince didn’t think much of it.

“It’s great that Xiao Jiu is confident in treating The Third Prince. Seeing The Third Prince in that state made me feel so heartbroken, I wonder who could have inflicted such injuries on him.” the Empress said tearfully, looking very concerned.

The concubines beside her followed suit, while Noble Consort Qi snorted coldly and walked away without a word.