But none is like the Seventeenth Princess.
So stubborn, so strange, so terrifying.
Luo Jia also looked grave, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Meng, perhaps we should look for the disciple of the Undying Poison Doctor?"
For the past two days, Luo Jia had been wanting to speak, but seeing Meng Zhang's expression, he couldn't bring it up.
As the Dean of the Imperial Hospital, Meng Zhang had his pride and was quite conceited. Besides, he believed that although the Seventeenth Princess's stubborn illness was persistent, with his experience, he could cure it.
But after he personally treated it for four days, it remained the same, without any sign of improvement.
Initially, he didn't believe in the disciple of the Undying Ghost Doctor.
He even doubted the Undying Ghost Doctor, thinking he could match him. When he entered the palace as an Imperial Physician, several years had passed since the Undying Ghost Doctor refined the Heart Cleansing Pill for the Imperial Family.
