The young imperial doctor yelled unwillingly, and everyone looked at him with fear. He looked at Jian Mucheng nervously and said: "Master Marquis, only Beili people can detoxify the secret poison in Beili. We have already suggested it."

The Marquis went to Beili to seek medical treatment, but it was the Marquis who refused to do so. It is not entirely our imperial doctor's fault that the princess' condition has reached this point!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several old doctors nearby closed their eyes silently, unable to bear to see the young man's fate. Unexpectedly, Jian Mucheng's sword did not fall. He looked at him and asked, "That's all my fault."

Already?"

As soon as he finished asking, there was a sound of gasping, and many people were thinking that now this imperial doctor might not get his turn and die a happy death!

"No!" The young imperial doctor seemed to be risking his life. He was going to die anyway, and he didn't feel comfortable saying something.

"Mr. Hou, even the best doctors have diseases that cannot be cured. Our hospital advised Mr. Hou to go to Beili to seek medical treatment half a month ago, but Mr. Hou insisted on our treatment. Does this count as delaying the disease?"

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Jian Mucheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He selfishly didn't want Jian Yao to interact with Beili, which would delay his condition, but he didn't expect that this small wound would become so troublesome.

"This is a newly developed poison by Beisato. We, Dongyin, have nothing to do with them. We haven't even developed an antidote for the poison?"

Jian Muchong sneered: "Are you done? I allow you to complain before you die!" As he spoke, he slowly tightened his grip, and the sword edge made a deep mark on the young imperial physician's neck.

"I just need to know whether it can be cured or not! There is no third answer!"

After Jian Mucheng finished speaking, his wrist sank. At the critical moment, the young imperial physician shouted: "It can be cured!"

As soon as he finished yelling, everyone was shocked. Jian Mucheng loosened his wrist, grabbed his front and shouted: "You actually delayed speaking until now?"

The young imperial doctor was already sweating profusely: "Master Hou, it can be cured! It's just a matter of fighting poison with poison. The consequences are immeasurable!"

"What are the side effects?"

Jian Muchong let go of him and held his shoulder with one hand. The imperial doctor gasped and said: "Crush six kinds of poisonous flowers including oleander, five-color plum, poinsettia, bachelor tree, narcissus and tuberose, and soak the whole body for seven days."

, can inhibit most toxins! This is a last resort, but the toxins are still in the body, and they continue to grow and evolve, and may become new toxins.”

Jian Mucheng was silent after listening to it. After a long time, he said slowly: "Then I have to give it a try!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This fate was temporarily saved!

On a moonlit night, on the waterfront of the palace city, a small boat was playing the piano. It was playing to the end, but after hearing a whistle, Jian Mucheng walked out of the cabin with his hands behind his hands, and chanted into the night outside the cabin: "Shiyu Lake, like

Dongting

, the summer water is about to fill the mountains with green. The mountains are like bottles, the water is like swamps, and drunkards sit on islands all the time. The wind makes big waves for days, and people can’t waste their time transporting wine boats. I hold a long gourd and sit on Baqiu, drinking four cups to relieve my sorrow."

After reciting the poem, Jian Mucheng took a wine pot with a copper handle, turned to look at Jian Yao, and saw that Jian Yao was looking at him thoughtfully.

"I sit on Baqiu with a long ladle and drink four cups to relieve my sorrow..." Jian Yao echoed softly, stood up and walked towards Jian Mu Cheng, "Brother Mu Cheng, can this wine really solve a thousand worries after being drunk? But I woke up from the wine.
Chapter completed!