After Baron Barre’s imposing figure vanished into the hall, Natasha hurried to Jiang Yi, saying, “Teacher, you must leave quickly! Just in case, you need to get out of here first! Don’t worry, I’ll handle these armored soldiers.”
“I can’t leave yet!”
“My purpose for coming today was to treat Prince Matthew. If I leave now, wouldn’t it all be for nothing!”
Jiang Yi said with a slight smile.
“But…”
Natasha felt a pang of worry.
“Don’t worry, Song Quan definitely won’t be capable of curing Prince Matthew. In the end, Prince Matthew will surely come begging me to treat him!”
Jiang Yi said confidently.
Natasha’s expression was grave.
“Alright, go into the hall and see if there’s any news. Report back to me immediately!”
Jiang Yi instructed Natasha.
Natasha hesitated for a moment before walking into the hall.
At this moment.
Inside the hall.
“Has Jiang Yi been executed?”
Prince Matthew asked Baron Barre.
“Not yet!”
Baron Barre replied hastily.
“This is outrageous! You dare to defy my orders and go against me!”
Prince Matthew, enraged, hurled the teacup in his hand towards Baron Barre, narrowly missing his face.
“Prince Matthew, Jiang Yi cannot die now!”
“Jiang Yi claims that only he can cure your illness, and that Song Quan is incapable. If he dies, then no one will be able to cure your illness!”
“How about this! Let Song Quan treat you first. If Song Quan cures your illness, then Jiang Yi will have lost his value, and I will execute him immediately.”
“If Song Quan cannot cure you, then we will temporarily spare Jiang Yi’s life and let him continue to treat you!”
Baron Barre said.
“That makes some sense!”
Prince Matthew nodded and said, “Then let him live for now. We’ll discuss his execution later.”
Seeing Prince Matthew agree, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Jiang Tian’s brow furrowed.
Jiang Tian had thought he could seize this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Yi. He never expected Baron Barre to vehemently insist on preserving Jiang Yi’s life.
“Don’t worry, as long as I can cure Prince Matthew, Jiang Yi will lose his value to Prince Matthew, and then Jiang Yi will surely die. Prince Matthew will not let him go!”
Song Quan said with a somber expression.
“Then how confident are you that you can cure Prince Matthew?”
Jiang Tian asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
“It’s hard to say right now!”
Song Quan replied with a grave expression, “This peculiar illness can be incredibly varied. I must first understand what illness Prince Matthew is suffering from. Only then can I prescribe the right treatment and determine if I can cure Prince Matthew.”
“But I heard that Jiang Yi already knows what Prince Matthew’s illness is!”
Jiang Tian said.
“Do you believe that? Jiang Yi is just boasting. He’s saying those arrogant words solely to grandstand!”
“Then rest assured! No matter what illness Prince Matthew has, I can cure it. If I can’t cure it, how would I dare to come and treat Prince Matthew!”
“I know Prince Matthew is a ruthless man. If I fail to cure him, he will definitely kill me, and I wouldn’t dare to joke with my own life!”
Song Quan stated.
Hearing this, Jiang Tian finally relaxed.
Soon, a smug expression appeared on Jiang Tian’s face.
Once Song Quan successfully cured Prince Matthew, he, Jiang Tian, would soar to great heights, and his future achievements would surpass even his father, Jiang Wanli.
Jiang Tian had already planned to ask Prince Matthew to appoint him as a minor lord or a great lord after the prince was cured.
“What is your name?”
Prince Matthew asked Song Quan.
“Replying to Prince Matthew, my humble name is Song Quan!”
Song Quan answered quickly.
“So it’s Divine Physician Song!”
Prince Matthew looked at Song Quan.
“When will you begin treating me? This peculiar illness has plagued me for decades, causing me immense suffering. If you can cure me, I will grant you any condition!”
“Thank you, Prince Matthew. Please rest assured, I will definitely find a way to cure your illness!”
Song Quan’s face was filled with excitement.
“With your words, I am reassured!”
Prince Matthew nodded with satisfaction.
Song Quan was rejoicing too soon. Prince Matthew’s promise was merely verbal.
Many people were unaware that Prince Matthew was a staunch opponent of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
He disliked TCM intensely, and several TCM practitioners had met their end at his hands. Even those who were not killed were exiled to remote regions, living a life worse than death!
In Prince Matthew’s eyes, TCM was not a true medical practice, but a charade to defraud people of their money.
Even if Song Quan managed to cure Prince Matthew, Prince Matthew might not necessarily spare him.
Jiang Yi saw that Prince Matthew was not a good person, which was why he had deliberately slapped Jiang Tian, intending for Song Quan to treat Prince Matthew first.
Facing someone like Prince Matthew, whoever treats him first is doomed.
As the saying goes, the bird that sticks its head out gets shot.
Moreover, with Song Quan’s medical skills, he was unlikely to cure Prince Matthew. In the end, both Song Quan and Jiang Tian would face death.
“Prince Matthew, can we begin now?”
Song Quan asked Prince Matthew with a deferential expression.
“En!”
Prince Matthew nodded.
Song Quan did not waste any time. He walked directly to Prince Matthew’s side, placed his fingers on Prince Matthew’s wrist, and began to take his pulse.
Initially, Song Quan’s expression was fairly good, but soon, he began to frown.
Taking the pulse, which should have been a quick process, took Song Quan a full thirty minutes.
“Hoo!”
Song Quan exhaled deeply.
“How is it?”
Prince Matthew asked Song Quan, “Can you cure my peculiar illness?”
“Yes, of course, I can!”
Song Quan said quickly, “I have treated this kind of illness before. Give me some time, and I will be able to cure it!”
Upon hearing Song Quan’s confident assertion, Prince Matthew exclaimed with excitement, “This is wonderful! My illness finally has a chance to be cured!”
Prince Matthew had been troubled by this peculiar illness since birth.
If not for this strange affliction, he would have been the king in this generation!
Over the years, Prince Matthew’s condition had continuously worsened. Not only did he endure constant pain daily, but his body also grew weaker. He could already feel that his body could not last for many more years!
Now that someone could finally help him cure this peculiar illness, he was naturally overjoyed.
“What are you waiting for? Hurry and treat me!”
Prince Matthew instructed.
“May I speak with Young Master Jiang for a moment?”
Song Quan asked, mustering his courage.
“Fine!”
Prince Matthew agreed.
“Thank you!”
After thanking him, Song Quan pulled Jiang Tian aside.
Ensuring that no one could overhear them, he said to Jiang Tian, “This is troublesome!”