Studying Medicine Cannot Save Your Life

(The cover is a bit delicate but really beautiful. I will change it when I find a more suitable one) "If we can't save the third prince, you will all be buried with him!" In order not to be buried with him, Shi Miao tried his best to avoid being buried with him. After two days and two nights of reading medical books, Shi Miao fell down on the desk. In the blink of an eye, the third prince was standing in front of him. Although there was blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked good and was alive. Alive! Shi Miao was so excited that he subconsciously took the third prince's hand and asked for a safe pulse. His pulse was stable and healthy. He raised his head with joy and was about to congratulate the third prince when he saw the crowd coming around him and he was roughly pulled away. "Damn it, where the hell is this bastard! Security guard, security guard!" Shi Miao was at a loss, and suddenly found that the people around him spoke unfamiliar languages and attire. He looked at the only third prince in the same dress and pretended to be calm: "Your Highness, did you bring so many people to be buried with you?" * Kuang Yi took on a costume drama, and after it was successfully completed, she was suddenly flirted with by a fourth-tier starlet. Intimate photos of the two of them holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes accidentally leaked. He was asked to do business with the other party, but the other party didn't seem to even know how to act. Kuang Yi stroked his hair gently, and Shi Miao jumped three feet high: "Ahhhhhhhh, Your Highness, respect yourself!" Kuang Yi reached out to hold him, but Shi Miao immediately stretched out his hands to touch his wrist: "Your Highness's pulse is also very healthy today!" Kuang Yi: "..." Open? Can't make a point of camp. The two people's business is full of loopholes, and fans are having fun watching it. As they looked at it, they suddenly realized that something was not right. Why do these two take pulses eight hundred times a day? ? ? Is it asking for a pulse or holding hands at public expense? ! Adjustments may be made before the text is published, but the core plot of the imperial doctor's time travel will not change. Intention: stick to one's heart and would rather die than surrender