In the past, the Prince of Pingyang rarely moved about due to his poor health.
Therefore, he ate very little to reduce the frequency of needing to use the restroom.
For the past two years, the Prince of Pingyang's appetite had been extremely small.
He was accustomed to eating only a tiny bit of food at every meal.
But things were different now.
If he wanted to become strong, the first step was to eat more.
Duoduo also ate happily, her cheeks bulging like a squirrel hoarding food.
After eating three or four slices of meat, the Prince of Pingyang instinctively wanted to put down his chopsticks.
But when he saw Duoduo's sparkling eyes, he held back.
In the end, the Prince of Pingyang finished an entire bowl of rice, along with a dozen slices of fatty meat and various other dishes.
The Prince of Pingyang felt that this single meal he ate today was more than what he had consumed over the past half month.
Burp!
The Prince of Pingyang accidentally let out a loud burp.
His face darkened, and he stood up.
He felt as though all the food had reached his throat.
If he wasn't careful, he might throw it all up.
He could only stick out his stomach and walk slowly around the room to digest.
Duoduo stuck out her tongue.
She obediently followed the Prince of Pingyang, keeping him company as he walked off his meal.
Are you satisfied now?
The Prince of Pingyang cast a sidelong glance at Duoduo.
Duoduo smiled sweetly.
Father, compared to Erdan's daddy, you are still lacking just a little bit!
Duoduo pinched her fingers together, gesturing to show exactly how small that little bit was.
The Prince of Pingyang couldn't help but pinch Duoduo's cheek.
Does Erdan's father even deserve to be compared to me?
Duoduo stared with her large eyes, looking entirely innocent.
Although Erdan's daddy isn't as knowledgeable as you, Father, he is really amazing!
He can lift Erdan and Sister Ni'er high up in the air!
A fleeting trace of envy flashed through Duoduo's eyes.
The Prince of Pingyang stopped walking and looked at Duoduo helplessly.
Just because of that?
Duoduo looked bewildered.
What?
The Prince of Pingyang bent down, grabbed Duoduo by her armpits, and suddenly lifted her up.
Suddenly airborne, Duoduo almost cried out.
Reacting quickly, she immediately covered her mouth.
Duoduo looked down, staring blankly at the Prince of Pingyang with his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.
Well? Can I compare to Erdan's father?
The Prince of Pingyang looked at Duoduo with great amusement.
Duoduo's eyes began to curve into crescents.
Curving more and more until they resembled crescent moons in the sky.
Then, Duoduo lowered her hands, and the smile on her face blossomed like spring flowers in March.
The Prince of Pingyang was dazzled.
The next second, he heard Duoduo whisper, Daddy is the best!
The Prince of Pingyang froze, looking straight at Duoduo.
Duoduo smiled so widely that her eyes curved and the dimples on her cheeks deepened, as if they were brimming with sweet wine that could intoxicate anyone.
Daddy, lift me higher!
Duoduo opened her arms, looking at the Prince of Pingyang with sparkling eyes.
The Prince of Pingyang's features also relaxed into a smile.
He lifted Duoduo up, brought her down, and then lifted her up again.
Duoduo giggled out loud.
Knock, knock, knock!
The joy in the room was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Your Highness?
Li Jin's voice came from the doorway.
The Prince of Pingyang set Duoduo down and walked back to sit in his wheelchair.
Duoduo cheerfully opened the door. Teacher, please come in!
Li Jin entered the room and bowed to the Prince of Pingyang.
It is getting late. I am ready to set off with the Princess.
There's no rush. Wait a moment.
The Prince of Pingyang smoothed out his clothes.
After moving around with Duoduo just now, the food in his stomach had settled quite a bit, and he no longer felt so uncomfortable.
Your Highness!
Ling Yu rushed in from outside.
This subordinate has asked the doctor. Although he cannot pinpoint the exact location of the blood clot, he can identify the general area.
The doctor said that acupuncture can help dissipate the clot faster, and he recommends giving it a try.
The Prince of Pingyang looked at Duoduo.
Are you confident you can do it?
Duoduo nodded.
I want to try!
Alright then, let's go.
The Prince of Pingyang reached out his hand to Duoduo, and she hurried over to grab it.
Ling Yu quickly came over to push the wheelchair, leaving Li Jin completely confused.
Where is the Princess going?
Duoduo tilted her little head.
Teacher, I'm going to save someone!
Save someone?
Seeing that they had all walked out, Li Jin hurried to follow them.
The guards' quarters were located in the south-facing rooms of the front courtyard.
For the convenience of medical treatment, all the injured guards were arranged in one room.
As soon as the Prince of Pingyang and Duoduo entered the room, a strong smell of medicine assailed their noses.
Inside, an old doctor was examining the wounds of an injured guard.
Hearing someone enter, the old doctor stopped what he was doing.
This commoner greets Your Highness.
The Prince of Pingyang waved his hand.
Go on.
He let go of Duoduo and looked at the unconscious Ling Feng.
Duoduo walked with steady steps to Ling Feng's bedside.
She first observed Ling Feng for a moment.
The place where Ling Feng had been hit by a rock was wrapped in bandages.
Duoduo pulled a cloth bundle from her robes and unrolled it. The rows of silver needles inside left everyone dumbfounded.
Is she the person you just mentioned who can perform acupuncture?
The old doctor had originally assumed that Li Jin was the doctor Ling Yu spoke of.
He never expected that the doctor Ling Yu mentioned would turn out to be a mere child!
Yes! Quickly tell the Princess the location of the blood clot so she can insert the needles.
Ling Yu urged the old doctor.
Nonsense! Although a guard is a servant, he still has a life!
If you don't want to save him, fine, but how can you treat this like a game and let a child handle the needles?
The art of acupuncture has been passed down for thousands of years; it is vast and profound. How can a child be allowed to mess around with it?
These aren't embroidery needles that you can just poke wherever you want!
This is a living, breathing human life!
The old doctor was furious.
Having practiced medicine for many years, even he still did not dare to perform acupuncture lightly.
Yet the Prince of Pingyang was actually allowing a child of only a few years old to stick needles into a patient!
As a healer, the thing he could accept least was the trivialization of human life.
Even if the other party was a Prince or a Princess, he would still speak his mind bluntly!
Ling Yu was just about to scold him when he heard Duoduo speak up.
Grandpa, what you said is wrong.
First of all, you can't just poke embroidery needles wherever you want either!
Even embroidery requires specific methods and techniques, which have also been passed down for thousands of years.
These were the exact words Nanny Li had spoken when she taught Duoduo in the past.
Duoduo remembered them crystal clear.
Secondly, ambition is not determined by age, and being young doesn't mean I'm just messing around.
You said it yourself: if he doesn't wake up within three days, his life will be forfeit.
Today is already the second day, which means that if he still doesn't wake up tomorrow, there will definitely be no hope.
Up until now, he hasn't shown the slightest sign of waking up. Do you really think a miracle will happen tomorrow?
Duoduo's words left the old doctor stumped.
The other guards in the room, who had also begun to doubt the Prince of Pingyang, came to a realization.
Ling Feng was currently at a dead end.
If they tried to save him, there might still be a fifty percent chance of success.
Please tell me, where is his blood clot?
