The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince! Chapter 1142: 1138: Whose Medicine Is This?

Chapter 1142: Chapter 1138: Whose dicine Is This?

She didn’t know why the madman’s gene was so strong, but Rong Xi was only two years old and her personality hinted at a sinister nature, which already made her cautious.

She couldn’t raise another Chu Yifeng.

Su Yingxue slightly furrowed her brow, “But sister had released so information that led Chu Yifeng to find her portrait, hadn’t she?”

She had thought that Rong Sheng, to so extent, would let Chu Yifeng know about his daughter’s existence, allowing father and daughter to et.

“That was bait, just my own news. Chu Yifeng might not co in a grand manner. Knowing he has a daughter, he would surely co prepared and have his concerns, he wouldn’t want to hurt Rong Xi.”

Rong Sheng looked at the young girl sitting quietly; she had just finished reading a picture book and then started tearing it apart.

On her delicate face, there weren’t many emotions, yet she managed to tear the picture book completely, leaving no trace, giving no chance for others to pry.

Clearly, she had morized the content of the torn picture book.

She would beco like Chu Yifeng, surely his Achilles’ heel.

And she must use this Achilles’ heel to make Chu Yifeng forget her forever, to stay away from her for a lifeti.

Su Yingxue suddenly felt that this was sowhat cruel; regardless of what that madman Chu Yifeng felt, it was regrettable for the young girl Rong Xi, who had such a wonderful mother as sister Rong Sheng, yet would never see her father again.

Su Yingxue chatted idly with Rong Sheng for a while until Rong Sheng needed to continue seeing patients.

Back in the familiar clinic, Su Yingxue herself felt a strong urge to practice, though she could not sit in consultation like Rong Sheng anymore, but helping Rong Sheng, decocting dicine, and simply changing dressings for patients were still things she could do.

She had just finished bandaging one of Rong Sheng’s patients when outside, Rong Sheng’s apprentice, Little Xie, ca running to say, “Doctor Rong, the person responsible for decocting dicine suddenly had an ergency at ho; all three of them have requested leave to go back, and we are short-handed with the dicine-making.”

While saying this, Little Xie glanced at Su Yingxue, who had been helping out in Rong Sheng’s place all morning, and noted that she was capable of doing the work.

“Find soone else,” Rong Sheng said with a cold face, “Not everyone can help you decoct dicines, go and arrange it yourself.”

Little Xie, having been with Rong Sheng for two years and although only seventeen or eighteen, had grown mature.

Seeing that it was not going to work, he could only turn away.

“Wait, decocting dicine is a minor matter, let help you.” Su Yingxue washed her hands and was ready to go out with Little Xie.

Rong Sheng slightly furrowed her brow, “Don’t go, given your current status, it might not be good if people find out.”

Although she didn’t have the ancient rigorous class concept, thinking Su Yingxue, as an empress, shouldn’t do such hard work.

But she had to consider Su Yingxue’s safety; their visit this ti was not as simple as sightseeing.

Su Yingxue smiled and shook her head, “It’s fine, the recent threats have been eliminated, and I am quite free! And besides, don’t they always say, ‘to be a mother to the nation’? Let take care of my ‘children’.”

She smiled broadly, making all the myriad beauties of the world pale in comparison.

Rong Sheng did not control her further.

Su Yingxue went with Little Xie to help in the decocting room. Whereas it normally took the dicine apprentices half a day to organize the dicinal herbs and utensils, she did so efficiently and quickly finished decocting and packaging the dicine, having it sent out by the runners.

But when decocting a certain prescription, she pinched her nose, “Whose chronic old injury is so severe to require such dication?”

She felt sothing was unusual and grabbed Little Xie to ask.