"Where do the three results come from?" Gong Hongyu asked in surprise.

"The bride candidates in the clinic are one type, Brother Yuanzheng, Brother Ziyu, Jin Fan, Miss Zheng Er and the four Yugong guards are one type, and the bladeless assassin in the dungeon is another type."

"The Bladeless Assassins?" Gong Hongyu was puzzled. "Weren't the three Bladeless Assassins unconscious because of the high fever caused by the cold and the injury?"

After saying this, he was stunned for a moment: "Yes, they are mixed in with the bride candidates. The other bride candidates have all been knocked unconscious by Chinese medicine. There is no reason why they can be spared, unless they have taken the antidote beforehand."

It couldn't be that he took the antidote, caught a cold, and had a high fever that led to him falling into a coma?

It has been more than ten hours since the incident. If the high fever lasts too long, the brain of the person will be damaged even if he is rescued. What's more, all three of them have the same high fever and are unconscious, which is not right in itself.

What a fan of the authorities.

The guards in the dungeon told Jin Yi that the assassin was injured, caught a cold, had a fever and was in a coma. Everyone's attention was focused on the word "fever". They thought that it was normal for them to have a fever and be in a coma because they had caught a cold and were injured. They all ignored the fact that the three people had also been in the team of brides to be selected and had experienced everything.

"When we get to the clinic later, I'll ask Young Master Yue to go to the dungeon to see why the symptoms of those three assassins are different from those of the others." Gong Hongyu made the final decision.

It would be good to have more clues, which is better than waiting for the results anxiously.

When they arrived at the clinic, Gong Hongyu knew that Gong Shangjiao was worried about Gong Yuanzheng, so he separated from him and went to Gong Ziyu and Jin Fan's ward first.

At nightfall, the eight lights on the four walls of the ward were all lit up, and Gong Ziyu and Jin Fan lay quietly on the hospital beds.

Gong Hongyu did not see Master Yue here, so he asked the maid guarding the door, "Is the doctor in the black fox fur cloak that I brought with me at night resting in the next room?"

The maid replied, "Shen Zheng, the nanny and the maid who are taking care of Master Zheng opened the door and called for help. It seems that... Master Zheng is not in good condition. The doctor has gone over. Master Yu will be taken over by Doctor Zhou from the clinic for the time being.

Every half an hour, Doctor Zhou would come over to feel the pulse of Master Yu and Guard Jin and take their blood. After recording the pulse, he would send the blood to Master Zheng's ward."

Gong Yuanzheng's condition suddenly became bad, so Master Yue went there and just stayed there?

Gong Hongyu's heart sank. He walked into the room, stood at the end of the bed and stared at Gong Ziyu for a while, not daring to get close.

After a long time, he sighed and walked over to tuck the quilt for Gong Ziyu.

He was surprised to find that Gong Ziyu's eyebrows were relaxed, his breathing was even, and his face, which was usually pale to the point of being almost dead white, now had a bit of color, and looked very healthy with a rosy complexion.

Looking at Jin Fan again, he was no different from usual, and there was no sign that the collapse of his internal energy had any effect on him.

Even though he knew he was not good at medicine, Gong Hongyu couldn't help but pull a chair over and sit down beside the bed to take Gong Ziyu's pulse.

Although Gong Ziyu's internal energy had dissipated and his physical condition was improving, Gong Hongyu still couldn't calm down as he hadn't woken up yet.

When his son was in a coma, the old father no longer had a stern face as usual when he saw his son.

His back, which had always been straight, was now slightly hunched, and the wrinkles carved by time on his square face seemed to be deeper.

He carefully touched Gong Ziyu's forehead, closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode out of the ward.

The temporary consultation room exclusively occupied by Master Yue is right next to this ward. Turning a corner is the ward where Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Xueming are.

After walking two steps out of the door, Gong Hongyu suddenly heard someone talking at the corner. After listening carefully, he found that it was the conversation between Gong Shangjiao and a woman.

Out of curiosity, he took a few quick steps and just in time heard the woman say with a tone full of fear, guilt and grievance, "Miss Zheng's red veil is still hanging on Mr. Zheng's waist."

For some reason, Gong Hongyu found this sentence particularly funny and wanted to laugh.

Also, I want to see what Gong Shangjiao’s expression is now.

In fact, like the two elders Xue Yue, although he did not doubt the strength of this young man, he still couldn't stand Gong Shangjiao's cold and unkind face, and his disdainful attitude when facing other people of the same palace bloodline except Gong Yuanzheng and Gong Huanyu.

Gong Hongyu didn't realize that the worries, sorrows, and uneasiness of the previous moment seemed to have been completely thrown into that room.

Just by walking out of a door, his mood and thoughts changed drastically.

However, the word he often used to scold Gong Ziyu was very suitable to describe him: heartless.

Selfish and cold-hearted people always care more about their own mood than the life and death of others.

Genetics are amazingly magical.

Gong Hongyu didn't think there was anything wrong for an elder to want to watch the fun of the younger generation.

Almost at the moment when the thought of "wanting to see Gong Shangjiao's expression at this moment" came to his mind, he subconsciously took a deep breath and used Qinggong. In the blink of an eye, he turned the corner and saw Gong Shangjiao and the maid who was guarding Gong Yuanzheng's room in the early morning standing by a pillar.

Unfortunately, the palace guard with the sword arrived so quickly that his eagle-like sharp eyes could only catch the fleeting confusion on Gong Shangjiao's face.

"What?" Gong Shangjiao blurted out the words before he could swallow them back.

He was really at a loss.

What does "Miss Zheng Er's red veil is still hanging on Mr. Zheng's waist" mean?

If he remembered correctly, the report of the guard leader Jin Yingsheng mentioned that in order to find the assassin without a sharp edge last night, the bride candidates were knocked unconscious by blunt arrows, thrown into the dungeon, walked for nearly half an hour to the secret passage, and had their faces covered with poisonous smoke...

Then everyone went to the hospital and has been lying there ever since.

Last night was such a mess.

When and where did Gong Yuanzheng get Zhang Xueming's red veil?

After Gong Yuanzheng got Zhang Xueming's red veil, what considerations did he have that made him not throw it away but hang it around his waist instead?

Could it be...

That sense of confusion disappeared, and Gong Shangjiao turned back into the calm and wise Mr. Gong Er.

"Have you carefully examined that hijab?"

“Are there any problems with the materials, embroidery thread, or accessories?”

"Are there any marks left on the veil?"

"Are you smelling anything?"

"Have you given it to the doctor to check if there is any drug contamination on it?"

"..."

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