Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

Chapter 682

Sherry was shocked by Harper's stern look. The former only knew that Francis was hurt, but she had no idea how badly he was
wounded. The reason why Sherry vexed Harper as soon as she came was that she had to humble herself last time when she
begged Harper to help Francis.
"Somebody, take Lady Sherry back so she can rest," Jason decisively ordered. Since Sherry hadn't had a rival in the Imperial
Palace for a long time, she was stupid enough to antagonize Harper. Such a reckless act would not only put Francis' life at risk,
but also make Harper suspicious of her.
Sherry didn't resist. She only glared at Harper before turning away. Meanwhile, Harper looked at Jason with a complex
expression on her face. However, she didn't say anything. Instead, she asked the people from the Imperial Academy of Medicine
to prepare all the medications and tools she needed. She knew that Jason didn't believe her, even though they had studied
together and she had just recovered her memory.
Then, Harper checked Francis' injuries. Both of his wounds were deep and he was seriously injured. But still, he was lucky
because it was not fatal. However, she had to be extremely careful when pulling out the hidden weapons because he could die
from massive bleeding.
"Your Highness, Prince Francis' wound is even more serious than Mister Zack's last time. This arrow..." All the imperial
physicians didn't dare to come forward for two reasons. One, Harper was extremely skilled at treating physical injuries. And two,

the one who had been wounded was Francis who was most likely to ascend the throne. There was no room for mistakes or
carelessness, unless they didn't want to live anymore.
Harper leisurely asked the servants to boil some medicine, and disinfected a sharp knife with liquor. Jason didn't steer away his

in the throat and kill him. "You know, it hurts me to see you looking at me like that." Harper glanced at Jason when she was about to take out the hidden weapon from Francis. Even though it wasn't obvious, Harper was actually a little worried about the procedure. She took out a white porcelain bottle from her brocade bag and looked at Jason. "It's up to you whether I can give him this medicine or not." Jason took the bottle, opened it, and tried to see its contents. He was familiar with the smell. It was the Blood-generating Pill that Harper had made using methods

that, I might give him more depending on his condition." Harper's voice was indifferent, revealing not a single emotion. The expression on her face was as cold as ice. Her earlier confusion had disappeared

Francis. Her hands were steady, without a trace of quivering. All the imperial physicians held their breaths for fear that their
heavy breathing might affect Harper. One wrong move or one tremble of her hand could easily take Francis' life.
Despite the gravity of the situation, the process of taking out the hidden weapons went smoothly. Francis, though he had lost a
lot of blood, was stable with Harper's Blood-generating Pills. After she closed down the wounds with some fabric, Harper
immediately wrote a prescription, then ordered someone to get some medicine and decoct it.
Jason folded his arms across his chest and stared at Harper curiously. "If my brother were not injured because of protecting you,
would you save him?"

cap, checked the inside, and carefully put it away. "I will save him. But I won't be willing to just give out my pills like that. After all, there is only one left." Her response made Jason quite annoyed. "Is a pill more important

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