I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

The deep night enveloped the entire forest. The quiet night was broken by the crows' cries. The hoarse voices kept echoing in the forest, and from time to time a black shadow flashed in the grass.

The mountains in the middle of the night are the world of wild beasts. Gusts of cold wind blow through the rugged rocks, bringing out bursts of wailing.

In a cave deep in the forest, a trace of blood was diffused in the air. A rustling sound came from the grass outside the cave. I don't know how many wild animals were attracted by such a sweet scent.

Suddenly, the figure moved. As he moved, the smell of blood in the air became stronger. The man crawled and squirmed on the ground. After a long time, he finally sat up against the stone wall. He was sweating profusely from just this movement.

Qi Zhongyuan never thought that he would die in such a deep mountain forest one day. He had no parents, no wife or children, and he had nothing to worry about. But when he thought of the half acre of medicinal field in his hometown, he didn't want to die like this.

What's more, he also carries the expectations of his grandfather. The old man had no son, so he passed on all his skills to him. Qi Zhongyuan is also the most outstanding among all his disciples and has lived up to the old man's expectations.

He finally managed to leave his small village in his hometown just to fulfill his grandfather's expectations and go to the imperial city to participate in the selection of imperial physicians.

But the money he had was not enough to cover the journey. He saved up much and finally reached the imperial city, but he was so hungry that he had to chase the hare. He mistakenly entered a deep forest and ran into a group of wolves. He was chased by the wolves and was covered with wounds. He finally got rid of the pursuit, but he had already lost his way. He was bleeding profusely and fell to the ground with a black eye.

This was the last memory in Qi Zhongyuan's mind. He remembered that he did fall to the ground, but for some reason he found himself in a cave when he woke up. If he was rescued by someone, looking at the scars on his body, some of which were already festering, it was obvious that he was not rescued. Perhaps he walked here inadvertently while half asleep and half awake.

He now felt particularly sad about his fate, but even if the god of luck favored him, considering his current condition, he didn't even know if he could survive until dawn, let alone heal himself.

Qi Zhongyuan had somewhat resigned himself to his fate. He regretted sitting up on impulse. His entire body was in pain now. Not to mention the wounds on his body, he didn't even know if some of his ribs were broken.

If only he could lie down like he was just now, he let out a long sigh, feeling a burst of pain in his wound.

The most painful thing for a doctor is to watch the pain in his own body and be unable to do anything about it. Qi Zhongyuan clearly felt that the wound was festering and inflamed, and his head began to feel dizzy, thinking that he had a fever, but there was nothing he could do now except wait to die.

The sky outside the cave gradually brightened. With the first ray of morning sun rising at dawn, the rustling sounds at the cave entrance completely ceased. Qi Zhongyuan felt that he should have some strength after a night's rest. He endured the pain in his body and gathered his strength to move, then fell heavily to the ground.

There was a blood mark on the place where he had leaned just now. Qi Zhongyuan fell to the ground and finally lost his last bit of strength. After a night of half-asleep and half-awake, he finally fell into a deep sleep.

Just when he was trapped in darkness, a dark shadow suddenly appeared outside the cave entrance.

"Help, save me..." He opened his mouth and didn't know whether he made any sound before he completely fainted.

"Who, who is this person!" The old doctor had never seen such a scene before. Although he thought that this trip would not be an easy deal as it was well rewarded, he did not expect it to be such a hot potato.

"If you save him, I will make sure you never have to go out to see patients again. If you can't save him, you won't have to do that either!"

Su Minglang's heart trembled slightly when he saw the miserable state of the person in front of him, and threatening words came out of his mouth.

"I will do my best!" The old doctor didn't dare to make any guarantees and could only walk in with the attitude of giving it a try.

As soon as he felt the man's pulse, he felt the scorching heat on his body. He then saw that the wounds wrapped in layers of blood-stained cloth were almost all inflamed and red, and some of them were so deep that they were showing signs of collapse.

His heart trembled, and he felt that he would most likely die here today, "Let me give it a try."

He felt the patient's pulse with his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, then slowly relaxed, "Madam, although the wounds on this person are serious, at least we didn't find anything poisonous in his body."

"But the injury is too severe, and he has lost too much blood. He is also feverish and fainted. I am not sure if he can be saved."

"If only it had happened earlier." He pointed at the mess on the ground. "He must have moved last night, and the wound that had finally begun to heal was stretched."

"Just go ahead and treat him. Tell me if you need anything." Su Minglang's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Looking at the current situation, she was not sure whether she could really bring him back.

She still remembered that in her previous life, when Qi Zhongyuan was brought to Xiao Heng, although his injuries looked serious, he did not seem to be unconscious. Sure enough, the development of events in this life was affected by something.

"I will do my best."

The old doctor stretched out her hand and asked Su Minglang to leave. She took a look at the wounded on the ground and knew that she should not stay, so she turned and left.

The old doctor took off all of Qi Zhongyuan's clothes, took out the medicine that had been prepared long ago and treated the wound bit by bit with clean water.

Although external injuries should not come into contact with water, the filth on his wounds was more deadly than clean water, not to mention that the water had to be boiled and cooled before being used on him.

"Is that man still alive?"

Li Zhao saw Su Minglang standing outside alone and walked up to him and asked.

"Master Li?" Su Minglang nodded when he saw the person coming. "He is still alive."

"It's hard to say in a while." Her face was a little gloomy. "It's too late. The doctor said that the wound on his body has begun to fester."

"I hope his fever goes away soon, otherwise my trip here will be in vain."

Su Minglang urgently needed a doctor who could serve him. After all, all the imperial physicians in the palace were Xiao Heng's men, and Su Minglang couldn't find one to whom he could entrust himself.

"Although I don't know what your majesty wants to do, I am willing to trust you this time." Li Zhao took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "This is the medicine used in the Dali Temple."

"I don't have the ability to revive the dead, but I can keep him alive for a short period of time."

"Thank you." Su Minglang took it after giving him a deep look. She was silent for a long time before she slowly said, "I have another unwelcome favor to ask."