The pure and peaceful internal energy was injected into Gong Yuanzheng's meridians from the Laogong point on the palm of his right hand and went straight to his dantian.

In his dantian, a ball of orange medicinal mist tightly wrapped up the cold and yin internal energy he had accumulated from practicing the Bitter and Cold Three Rivers Sutra.

When the peaceful internal force belonging to Zhang Xueming entered, the medicinal mist that imprisoned the cold internal force had no strength left to resist and could only be controlled.

Ninghe's internal force naturally split into two.

A stream of suppressed medicinal power remained in Gong Yuanzheng's dantian, so that the medicinal power that was silently decomposing the yin and cold internal force would not start to replenish the foundation and repair the damaged meridians too early.

One stream turned into countless small streams, which cleansed his meridians, internal organs, skin, flesh, bones and blood thoroughly. Finally, it returned along the same path with the remaining black poison, returning to her body through the Laogong acupoint on Zhang Xueming's left hand.

This is a long and peaceful process.

Even if it is not peaceful in the eyes of outsiders——

After falling into a coma for eight hours, Gong Yuanzheng's face began to turn blue, his lips turned black, his muscles all over his body began to tremble uncontrollably and he began to sweat profusely.

Nanny Jin and Qing Zhi, who had been staying in the ward with all their might, called for help urgently, which brought in Master Yue, who had monopolized a temporary consultation room next door.

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Young Master Yue arrived at the Qianshan Medical Clinic in the early morning.

His curiosity about Gong Yuanzheng, the "herbal genius" who only appears once in a hundred years in the front mountain as described by his adoptive father Elder Yue, had not been completely dispelled by the accident two years ago.

The guards came in the middle of the night to invite Elder Yue to the Elders' Council, and after being woken up, Young Master Yue couldn't fall asleep.

Later, Guard Huang Yu found him and briefly told him what happened in Qianshan. He had just heard that even Gong Yuanzheng was knocked down by the unknown medicine that appeared this time, and Zhi Ren asked him to go to the Qianshan Medical Clinic to find out the truth, so he came impatiently.

With the hood of his black cloak covering most of his face, he dressed mysteriously. With a strong desire to win, he followed the sword-wielding Gong Hongyu and checked the fifteen people sleeping in the infirmary's injury ward one by one.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find the cause that the doctors in the clinic couldn't.

I can only use the stupid method.

He was in charge of Gong Ziyu, who had a special status. Jin Fan, who benefited from Gong Ziyu's help, was also taken over by him. He took the pulse and drew blood from the fingertips for examination every half an hour, and then returned to the temporary consultation room that he occupied alone to wait for the pulse cases of other doctors to be delivered.

A full eight hours passed, from midnight to midnight, and they could only confirm that the drowsiness of the fifteen people was caused by some kind of drug, and they could not even confirm whether it was poison.

Even though the pulse case is not set in stone:

The pulses of the seven bride candidates changed extremely slowly and subtly.

No matter how you look at it, the medicine is nourishing their muscles, bones, and internal organs, and their bodies are getting better.

This is particularly evident in Song Mingyue, the fourth daughter of the Song family, a royal merchant family in Huaixi City.

Song Mingyue was a premature baby and was born with asthma.

It's not genetic, but the mother was accidentally injured during pregnancy. The size of the baby was preserved after medication, but the baby was born prematurely, with poor lung development and multiple airway obstruction.

Over the past eighteen years, the Song family has been carefully protecting Song Mingyue, not daring to let her get angry, not daring to let her catch a cold, not daring to let her feel extremely sad or happy, not daring to let her exercise, not daring to let her go to places with bad air...

The primary purpose of sending Song Mingyue to the palace gate filled with miasma this time was to seek medical treatment, and the person who asked was the Palace Master of Zheng Palace, Gong Yuanzheng.

Although it is not known whether this medicine that even Baicaocui cannot protect against is the work of Gong Yuanzheng, Song Mingyue can say that it is a blessing in disguise.

If that unknown medicine could clear all her blocked airways and fill in her missing foundations, she would surely be able to completely break free from a life of being restricted and treated cautiously by everyone with sympathy and pity.

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