Zosia: Quick Transmigration System
Chapter 82 - 80- Arc 3

Things were not the same on Debrah's end. She was starting to have thoughts of changing to another palace.

She didn't want to inadvertently die when taking care of the princess, but leaving would seem like betrayal.

"Aish, I need to think more on this before deciding. Maybe it's best to leave the Imperial palace completely." She thought inwardly.

Arriving at the courtyard where the Chief Physician reside, she was met with his disciple.

"Tell the Chief Physician, that the Princess is in need of his services."

"Unfortunately, the Chief Physician isn't currently at home. What could I help you with?"

"Um.... Things for treating injuries."

"What type?"

Feeling irritated, she snapped, "All types. Just get me the stuff before the princess dies of Blood loss."

The disciple immediately packaged everything and gave it to her. Feeling worried that the maid wouldn't know how to use it and the princess ends up dying, his head might have to be forfeited for compensation.

" I will follow you." He said and immediately followed her.

In his mind, he prayed that the Princess is a good tempered one, else he might be going home with various injuries.

Right now, he felt the fear of working in the Imperial palace.

They quickly arrived at the Wealth Palace. Debrah led him inside. Arriving at the Princess room, she had him stand outside and entered to go report.

"Princess, the Chief Physician is not around, but his disciple was around, so I had him follow me."

"Is the disciple a male or female?" Evelyn asked.

"Male "

"Just let him in, the injury is only at the back, tear of the piece of cloth at that side." Zosia ordered.

Maritza who was standing closer to Zosia, did as told.

"Princess, the blood, would it harm him, if not let him just stand and teach us how to do it?"

"Okay." Zosia answered.

Debrah opened the door, allowing the young boy to enter.

"Teach them what to do." Zosia ordered, her calm and childish voice entered the young man's ear.

His gaze inadvertently moved to look at the Princess.

"Greetings to her Highness, the Princess." Since he didn't know which of the princess, he didn't specify.

Neither of them bothered to correct him as each and everyone had other things going through their mind.

"You can't touch me, so teach them how to do it."

"But Princess, you would loose blood faster." He said subconsciously, remembering that he should have just obeyed orders, he clamped his mouth with his free hand.

"If you want to die earlier, you can touch me." Her calm voice didn't sound like a threat but it sounded like that to the young man's ears.

He immediately started teaching them how to go about it and disinfect the site of injury, how to wrap the gauze and to change it.

It was not like they didn't know how to do it, but they didn't have any tools to assist them. They wondered if the young man would be willing to leave his room box behind. But tool boxes were like an identity to the doctors.

The young man stood there and watched them do it, he was surprised that it was only the three maids present in this big palace but he knew not to be curious.

At first he wondered where the black blood was from but seeing that it was from the princess, he got curious but knew not to ask. He could only allow suppress his curiosity.

He also noticed some lines on the Princess back that looked like cracked areas. It did not look too visible as it seemed to be healing or going back but it nevertheless aroused his curiosity again.

Once they were done with disinfecting the wound, cleaning it. Time to wrap it with gauze, they sent the young man away.

"Thank you young disciple, unfortunately we are short hands to see you out. Take care on your way." Evelyn said with a smile.

Getting the hint, he immediately picked up his tool box and left.

Just after leaving the palace, he hadn't gone far when he met some gossipy maids. With the intention to ignore them, he lowered his head and quickened his steps. But, he wasn't as fast as them as they easily caught up.

"What do you want?" He asked coldly

"Hehe... You are the Chief Physician disciple right? Didn't know the seventh princess would need to make use of a disciple one day." The maid said with a condensing look on her face.

The young man was able to glean the identity of the person he treated.

Seventh princess.

"Tsk, that poisonous princess, did her blood get on your hands? "

"Did you inadvertently get poisoned by her blood? "

"Did she tell you not to say anything?"

"Talk, we would double the amount she paid you."

The maids who had gathered asked several questions in succession.

Feeling overwhelmed he backed away. He suddenly caught sight of golden threads, black cloth and white beards.

"I greet the great Sun, the Emperor and master." He bowed.

The maids who were gathering around the young man paled. They quickly knelt down and greeted.

The Emperor glanced at the young man first, then to the Chief Physician whose facial expression wasn't good.

He glanced at the maids who were sent by different Harem members to come and investigate. The coldness in his eyes increased and his sharp gaze directed at them made their scalp tingle.

"Did you tell them anything?"

"No, Your Majesty." He answered calmly.

He felt lucky he hadn't said anything, else he might be among them, kneeling and kowtowing for forgiveness. He would even be ashamed to face his master.

The Emperor turned to look at the maids and asked," Did he tell you anything?"

The maids looked at each other, the same thought crossing their head.

Since they were already going to die, then they would drag him down with them too.

"Yes, your Majesty." They answered in unison with some giving extra answers.

The Emperor frowned, his gaze flashed with an undetectable glint. He pondered on if to have them beheaded and their heads sent to the different courtyards they come from.

But, remembering his current reputation, which in the long run, would affect Zosia, he decided against it and decided to test them.

The young man on the other hand, his face turned pale. His eyes shook in disbelief, "When had he ever said anything to them?"

Now, he understood that even if the Emperor did not believe them and let them go, it wouldn't be easy for them to let him go.

He gritted his teeth witg hatred, now he understood why his master said not to get involved and he should focus on treating commoners.

The Chief Physician looked at his disciple and sighed, "His first obstacle."

The Emperor had each of them tell the Chief physician what the disciple said.

By the time they were done, none correlated, meaning, they lied.

"Give them 300 strokes each and send them to the courtyard they come from." The Emperor ordered and strode forward, leaving behind the people who kept kowtowing and pleading.

He got more annoyed by the ruckus they were causing and the fact they had made him late to see his daughter, he turned back.

The maids saw the Emperor turn back and a hint of hope appeared in their hearts. Maybe the Emperor finally had a change of mind.

"Increase the strokes to 500 and don't do it here, do it in the courtyard they belong to." He commanded, his tone fierce and ruthless.

The disciple shivered and followed after them. He made sure to keep his head low, only looking at his feet.

They entered back into the Wealth Courtyard. With the Emperor leading the way, they were not obstructed.

The Chief Physician and his disciple stood outside while the Emperor entered alone.

The Emperor met Zosia as she sat beside the fire, reading a book.

"I greet the Great Sun, the Emperor." Her courtesy was awkward due to the back injury.

"Mmm" he hummed, his sharp gaze scanning Zosia for any abnormalities.

"I heard what happened and came to see you." He sat down and continued, "Your blood can act as a weapon of self defense to you."

"Yes."

"Let the Chief Physician check on you. It's good that you are recovering well."

The Chief Physician was called along with the disciple.

The disciple looked up and was met with a face full of black lines that looked cracked. It looked like a broken clay pot.

He immediately lowered his head, his heart thumping against his chest.

What the hell?

Zosia noticed his reaction but said nothing. Such reaction has become a common thing to her.

Since she was alone, she didn't bother wearing a veil which led to revealing her face.

The Chief Physician checked the sight of injury and her pulse. " The Seventh Princess is recovering well."

"That's good." The Emperor muttered, "Your courtyard would be finished by next week and then you would meet your teacher" He said and stood up.

"Do not overstress your body. You need to recover faster. I will assign some guards to you for now." He stated and left.

The Chief Physician and disciple quickly followed behind him.

Zosia watched them leave and breath a sigh of relief, she knew those Consorts and concubines who can't keep to themselves would soon start trying to make their presence known. Just thinking about it gave her a headache.

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N/B: I changed the various places where the consorts, concubines etc reside to Courtyards.

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