Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Master Yue lowered his eyes, coughed twice, and said, "According to my guess, although this girl was also hit, the amount of medicine that entered her body was not much, and the drug was not strong enough to limit her strong internal strength. On the contrary, because she lost consciousness, her body instinctively sensed the danger and mobilized her internal strength to protect her.

You see, it is okay to just roll up her sleeves to feel her pulse, which means that such behavior will not make her feel dangerous, but anything else is not allowed.

A similar situation is recorded in the book “Dayan Yiwen Ji” in the back mountain collection.

The corner of his eye passed over the red wedding dress on Zhang Xueming, and his pupils trembled slightly, as if burned by the color representing marriage. He inevitably thought of the skylark that flew out of the palace and never returned. He continued his speech with a gloomy look: "As for Master Zheng...

Perhaps it was because Master Zheng had not done anything bad to her when she was awake, and he gave her his cloak and held her hand to protect her.

So when she lost consciousness, her body instinctively protected Master Zheng as well."

It is hard to tell whether he is talking about others or himself.

Gong Hongyu: Really? There are such strange things in the world. I am ignorant.

Mr. Yue: Of course, please look at me talking nonsense seriously.

Zhang Xueming: Edit, I will just listen to you quietly. An old man in the subway looks at his phone.JPG

Gong Yuanzheng: I am in a coma, you can make up whatever you want, don’t disturb me.

……

After sending away Zhiren, who seemed to have aged rapidly overnight, and realizing that it was an impossible task to obtain a decisive sample from the "perfect couple", the doctors once again fell into a vicious circle of wondering whether the drug was gender-discriminatory or discriminatory against warriors.

Of course, you can also take the blood of Yugong's guards to test the medicine on yourself.

But Master Yue, who had specialized in the study of medicine and poison until he was 33 years old and had only invented a new type of anesthetic called "Drunk and Blood", had no habit of testing drugs on himself, and the doctors in the clinic who were not warriors did not have that habit either.

He wanted to temporarily pick up a few ordinary prisoners and prisoners with inner strength from the palace dungeon to serve as medicine men.

The dungeon replied honestly: Ordinary people haven't entered the dungeon for a long time. The prisoners with internal strength can only be Wufeng spies. Wufeng spies are basically useless after the first round of interrogation by Master Zheng. Last night, the young master's people sent three new Wufeng assassins, but all three were seriously injured and had high fevers and were unconscious. I'm afraid it's difficult to interrogate them if their brains are burned. Is there a doctor who can spare some time to come and take a look?

Doctors in the clinic: Zhi Ren's own son is still lying in bed suffering, who has the time to help the assassin without a front? Maybe they didn't see enough of Zhi Ren's big black face before he left.

Master Yue: If you are seriously injured, you will probably have a fever. If the fever doesn't subside, you will definitely fall into a coma. This cannot be related to the medicine in those fifteen people. But it's not good to just leave it alone. Let the apprentice send some medicine for injuries and fever, and let the guards in the dungeon use it as they see fit.

This won't work, that won't work, everyone can only maintain an awkward silence and be a dutiful recorder of the pulse, hoping that as time goes by, the changes in the patients will become more obvious so that they can be pointed in a direction.

Otherwise, if the doctor suddenly feels like coming to visit and finds the patient still lying there, and there is nothing the doctor can do, I'm afraid he's doomed.

Fortunately, the wait finally came.

Even though this change happened to Gong Yuanzheng, a young man who could only be observed from afar and not touched, Master Yue still inevitably became excited.

Given the extreme exclusivity of the patients in this ward, it makes no difference whether there is one doctor or ten.

Young Master Yue rudely refused the entry of other doctors, drove away the town boss Jin Ma who was running out of energy, and ordered Qing Zhi to open half of the window to disperse the particularly turbid air in the room.

He also dragged an eight-panel screen embroidered with the Five Animal Exercises to block the wind for the "young couple" on the bed, and personally moved the large reddish-brown rosewood high-back chair to the side of Gong Yuanzheng's bed. He sat down quietly, and patiently watched a performance of "The Poison Kid's Transformation" with Gong Yuanzheng as the protagonist.

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