Shen Qingxi remembers that the eighth prince in the past was the emperor's old son, so among so many princes and princesses, he was the most favored by the emperor.

Therefore, the eighth prince's personality is inevitably a little arrogant.

But now, it looks like a different person.

It is conceivable that the eighth prince suffered some hardships these days when he was kidnapped by Chu Ming.

Looking at the eighth prince's pitiful look, for some reason, Shen Qingxi's motherly love became flooded.

However, seeing the dirty appearance of the Eighth Prince, Chu Ye also looked down and was not very enthusiastic about the Eighth Prince.

On this side, Shen Qingxi pulled his hand out of Chu Ye's hand and walked towards the Eighth Prince: "Eighth Prince, are you okay? Are you injured these days?"

"I, I don't have the strength, it's hard, it's uncomfortable..."

The eighth prince opened his mouth and said weakly.

"Stretch out your hand." Shen Qingxi squatted down while speaking.

"oh."

The Eighth Prince didn't know what she was going to do next, but when she saw her seventh brother standing there, she still did what she did.

Moreover, he subconsciously felt that the beautiful woman in front of him would not harm him, but might help him.

Thinking of this, the Eighth Prince stretched out his hand.

Shen Qingxi put one hand on the eighth prince's wrist and began to take the pulse.

However, the more he took the pulse, the deeper Shen Qingxi's face became.

After a moment.

"How?" Chu Ye strode over and asked quickly when she saw that her face was wrong.

After taking the pulse, Shen Qingxi stood up from the ground. She looked at Chu Ye and told Chu Ye in a calm voice directly about what she had just diagnosed.

"I was scattered with cartilage and I had some palpitations, no wonder I didn't have the strength."

Chu Ye nodded.

He was not clear about medical skills, but he was very clear about Shen Qingxi's medical skills, and naturally he knew that Shen Qingxi could not have been able to make a mistake in diagnosis.

"However?"

Shen Qingxi said: "There must be side effects. After all, it is poison or upper body. What's more, the Eighth Prince is so young. In the future, the Eighth Prince's body may be weaker and needs to be maintained well."

Speaking of this, Shen Qingxi didn't know what she thought of, and then she followed the words just now.

"But, the antidote from Cartilage Powder is not brought to you at the moment. You can't remove the poison. You can only wait until you go back and then adjust the medicine."

"Um."

Chu Ye nodded to express his understanding.

Then, Shen Qingxi helped the Eighth Prince up from the ground, "Besides not having the strength, what else is there to feel uncomfortable?"

Although she had just taken the pulse of the Eighth Prince, taking the pulse can only look at the inside and outside of the body, and some minor problems still need to be carefully examined.

But at the moment, they don't have so much time to check it out carefully.

"Throat, sore throat..."

The eighth prince said weakly.

"Throat?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingxi was stunned.

She didn't see any throat problems just now.

What's going on?

Seeing Shen Qingxi looking confused, the eighth prince explained: "Just shortly before you came, that evil man almost strangled me to death!"

"That evil man?"

Shen Qingxi subconsciously asked.
Chapter completed!