The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Chapter 127 Treatment

Ying Ji's itinerary was kept extremely secret, and now the two of them had encountered this predicament while strolling alone in the streets.

Ying Zheng summoned the imperial physicians to treat him, and then summoned the most skilled doctors from the medical clinics to provide further treatment.

Tuanzi was so anxious that she kept pacing around her host, but the two of them were now dirt poor. They had previously bought a detoxification pill on credit for Honglian, and now they could only continue to borrow money.

However, loan approval takes time, and it fears that the host won't be able to hold out for that long.

Zifang Palace

Basins of dark, bloody liquid were carried out, and Bian Le and several of his junior brothers examined them together, but the toxin was spreading extremely quickly.

They can only seal their heart meridians now to delay the invasion of toxins.

Zhang Liang, his face deathly pale, tightly gripped the woman's increasingly cold hand, praying incessantly that his beloved would not leave him.

Upon receiving the news, Bai Changchuan immediately seized a horse and galloped away.

Seeing Ying Ji on the verge of death, he grabbed Zhang Liang by the collar and pulled him up, saying, "Did you leak our whereabouts?"

At this moment, Bai Changchuan's face was full of hostility, and the veins on his hands spoke of the resentment in his heart. His cold eyes were fixed on Zhang Liang: "If she dies, you will go and join her. No, if she dies, only I can be by her side."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang's lifeless eyes flickered slightly, and his pale lips slowly parted to speak: "She won't leave me. I will find the antidote."

Bai Changchuan loosened his grip, pushing Zhang Liang away and knocking him to the ground.

Upon seeing the King of Qin beside him, he tried to relax, clasped his hands in a salute, and received a response. He then sat in the spot where Zhang Liang had previously been, took Ying Ji's slightly cool hands, and placed them in the crook of her neck, hoping to keep a little warmth in her hands.

Ying Zheng appeared indifferent upon receiving the news, but Zhao Gao, who served him closely, could discern the emotions he was revealing.

Even knowing the wonders of the dumpling, the sight of her vibrant older sister lying quietly on the bed, spitting out black blood, her body emitting a faint stench, was still unsettling.

As if his entire being was about to vanish, he gripped the Qin King's sword even tighter, his eyes icy cold.

Bian Le was at a loss. He didn't understand. He was well-versed in medical books and had a family background in medicine, but since arriving in Xianyang, not to mention poppies, the toxicity of the plants in front of him was something he had never seen or heard of before.

Upon arrival, an examination revealed no abnormalities in her pulse, yet the princess's lips were deathly pale and she was drenched in cold sweat.

It will twitch if you touch it even slightly.

Upon taking her pulse again, it was found to be a sign of pregnancy. Her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, her lips had become rosy, and her cheeks were as beautiful as peach blossoms.

He then began vomiting black blood, his lower abdomen flattened, and his skin and meridians appeared to burst open.

The pulse was immediately diagnosed as a death pulse, but the person was still breathing and had eye reactions, making them seem no different from an ordinary person.

His breathing was long and shallow, his skin returned to normal, and he seemed to be in a state of suspended animation.

All we can do now is use acupuncture to seal the meridians and discuss with fellow doctors how to treat the patient.

Fortunately, a skilled physician managed to seal the heart meridian, buying Tuanzi some time.

After taking out a loan of 2,000 gold coins, I directly purchased the herb I had my eye on.

This is the best option right now. Tuanzi secretly slipped the immortal herb into Ying Zheng's hand and stomped on it frantically.

Ying Zheng's brows relaxed slightly: "Bian Le, stay. The rest of you, leave."

Zhao Gao quickly went to invite Bai Changchuan: "Lord Bai, please."

Bai Changchuan didn't want to leave, but he didn't dare disobey the king's order. He gently kissed Ying Ji's palm and tucked the blanket into her hand.

They grabbed Zhang Liang, who was standing nearby, and dragged him out.

After everyone left, Ying Zheng took out the immortal herb: "This is a royal medicine. Doctor Bian, please see how to incorporate it into the medicine."

Bian Le took the medicine with both hands and examined it carefully. He couldn't recognize the medicine, but Ying Zheng's intimidating power was too great, so he divided it into three parts. One part was crushed and mixed with dried ginger, honeysuckle, and rhinoceros horn for consumption.

Not long after taking it, Ying Ji began to vomit black blood, and a small black carapace insect appeared in the black blood.

With sharp eyes, Tuanzi grabbed a water glass and used it to trap the insect.

Bian Lejian vomited black blood, his breathing became heavier, and his chest gradually rose and fell. When his pulse was checked, it turned out to be a death pulse.

Before anyone could be surprised, Ying Zheng ordered a secret medical treatment.

Bian Le frowned, thinking, "If this can't be cured, judging from the King of Qin's attitude, this old man's life is ruined."

Bian Le was helpless, Bian Le sighed, Bian Le took his pulse...

Observing Ying Ji's condition closely, he discovered that the effects of the medicine and the toxicity were clashing; her whole body was burning hot and she was sweating profusely.

His face was ashen white from vomiting blood and alternating hot and cold sensations.

Tuanzi took out the remaining health-enhancing pills, and Ying Zheng helped Ying Ji up, dissolved the pills, and fed them to the woman who had started to talk nonsense.

After taking the medicine, his brows furrowed and his body stiffened.

After a while, I relaxed again.

Ying Ji opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar face. Before she could speak, she coughed up black blood and fainted.

Tuanzi was so anxious that she was pacing around in circles, wishing she could speak right now.

When I called out to the host in my mind, there was absolutely no response.

But Xiancao has already spent all the loan money, and now she really has nothing left.

Tears streamed down the little fox's face, a sight that broke the heart.

Bian Le naturally recognized this auspicious creature of the Qin Kingdom. He had been somewhat stunned upon first seeing it, but seeing the nine-tailed fox so loyal to its master, he couldn't help but think to himself: [The fox sheds tears; this beast is affectionate and righteous. Perhaps it truly is an auspicious creature.]

Seeing that the person was still spitting out black blood, Ying Zheng finally could not suppress the helplessness in his heart: "Quickly administer the medicine. I need you to save her. If my sister dies, your medical family will be held accountable."

Bian Le looked at the remaining immortal herbs in his hand. He had originally wanted to study them further, but now he dared not. He mixed the remaining immortal herbs with the prepared medicinal powder and boiled them together.

After cooling, the food was fed to Ying Ji in batches, and as expected, her condition improved. She slept for three days, and the remaining toxins in her body were completely cleared.

Bian Le breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty, the toxins in the princess's body have been completely cleared. She is not yet awake because her body is depleted. As long as she takes medicine to nourish her body for a few days, she will wake up."

Ying Zheng summoned Zhao Gao: "Physician Bian's medical skills are superb and he deserves to be rewarded. He shall be granted the title of Imperial Jade Hand and shall remain in the palace for the time being until the princess awakens, at which point he shall be sent back to the Imperial Academy."

Zhao Gao left with Bian Le.

Ying Zheng sat to the side, looking at Ying Ji's face, his mind filled with memories of their interactions from their first meeting to the present, and he grabbed her hand that was sticking out of the blankets.

She murmured softly, "Sister, if you leave too, I will truly be all alone."

"I need you, you can't just leave like this."

“I know you are not the same elder sister as before, but so what? With me here, no one dares to say anything.”

"You must get better. Didn't you say you would accompany me to see the Qin Dynasty last for ten thousand years? How can you just collapse here?"

"If you rise, I will grant you any wish, anything."

The man spoke in a cold voice, expressing his reluctance to part. In her hazy state of consciousness, Ying Ji heard someone talking.

Who is he? His voice is so nice. Is he a relative of mine? His voice sounds so familiar... but I can't remember him.

Ying Ji's mind was foggy. She wanted to ask who was speaking, but she was too tired to remember anything. Only a white figure playing the zither gradually became clear.

Who are you, and why are you here?

The man in white playing the zither seemed startled and groped his way away. Ying Ji tried to catch him, but she couldn't.