Chapter 2
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She sat in the room and looked at the antique furnishings. She completely accepted the fact that she had transmigrated. Thinking of the world's evaluation of the original owner as "extremely ugly", she curiously sat in front of the bronze mirror.
"Heavens!" Wei Ziyao was scared by the woman in the mirror and directly shouted.
Her face was red, from the bottom of her eyes to her chin. The blue veins on her right eyebrow were very prominent and her skin was purple.
Even she was scared when she saw this. Saying that she was ugly was an exaggeration. It should be described as horrifying.
She wanted to take a closer look at her face, but as soon as she raised her hand, something happened that made her back feel cold.
On her wrist was the silver bracelet that her grandfather in the other world gave her. This bracelet was very simple. It was a silver ring with a very small red jade gourd hanging on it.
At this time, the red jade gourd suddenly became bigger and bigger, forming a black hole. And on the other side of the black hole was her private laboratory in the 21st century!
In this laboratory, there were all kinds of drugs, medical instruments, and even all kinds of new special drugs that she had developed.
"My goodness, I don't know if I can get what's inside."
As Wei Ziyao thought about it, she reached her hand into the bracelet. However, the moment her hand went through the bracelet, it suddenly returned to its original size and wrapped itself around her wrist. It was as if it had never grown bigger before.
And on her desk, there were a few more metal ointments. There was only a white paper on them with the ingredients written on it.
Wei Ziyao looked at the ingredients. It was just right for the poison on her face!
She never thought that her private laboratory would not only follow her transmigration, but also have a new function of automatically dispensing medicine!
She picked up the ointments and smeared them on her face. After taking a few anti-inflammatory pills, she stretched and prepared to rest. But just as she got up, the door was kicked open!
"Wei Ziyao, who allowed you to enter the Begonia Courtyard?"
Seeing that the person who usually didn't show his emotions was angry, Wei Ziyao calmly replied, "Isn't the Begonia Courtyard prepared by the Royal Highness for the princess? It just so happens that I am the princess. "
Ki Chien-chul didn't have time to care about these things. "Follow This King into the palace. Eighth Princess can't take it anymore. She wants to see you one last time."
If it wasn't for Eighth Brother's serious illness, she wouldn't have come to her room at this time.
The Eighth Princess's name was Qi Jianning. She was the only daughter of the current Emperor and was doted on by everyone.
The original owner and the princess were as close as sisters, but this eighth princess had been weak and sickly since she was a child. Two years ago, she had a chronic disease that even the imperial doctors were helpless against.
A few days ago, the imperial physician had said that the princess did not have much time left. Who would have thought that it would be so soon …
Wei Ziyao didn't have any other good points, but she was interested in difficult and complicated diseases. Although she didn't like this scumbag, Royal Highness, she wanted to see the princess's condition.
"Let's go!" She quickly followed Ki Chien-chul into the palace and went straight to the Eighth Princess's bedroom.
When she arrived at the bedroom, she hurriedly paid her respects to the Emperor. Then she was led into the inner hall by the palace servants. As soon as she entered, she frowned because of the strong smell of herbs.
"Yao 'er, you're here …" Qi Jianning was lying on the bed. Her voice was weak. Beside the bed was the head of the Imperial Hospital, Imperial Physician Zhang, and a little palace maid.
She walked over. When she saw Qi Jianning's skinny appearance, she was stunned.
Where did this look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl?
Seeing her like this, she didn't know if it was because of the original owner's emotions, Wei Ziyao felt a little distressed.
She walked over and seemed to hold Qi Jianning's hand normally. In fact, she was secretly checking her pulse.
This pulse … The upper pulse was like a flood, the middle pulse was pulsing, and the lower pulse was slightly sinking …
The palace maid came over with food. The smell made Wei Ziyao frown. "What is this?
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