The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

But it was obvious that the symptoms did not match. Sikong Canxue narrowed her eyes unconsciously, "Then why is my brother still sleeping all the time?"

"That's what I'm saying."

Yan Yunqi gave her a calming look and said calmly, "Fantasy is just a very common poison in the martial arts world. However, after my research on His Highness the Ninth Prince's blood, I found that another poison was added to it - the Fantasy Fungus."

"Phantom fungus?"

"Yes, the Phantom Fungus, also known as the Blood-sucking Fungus, grows by absorbing blood from its roots. Its toxicity is that those who are poisoned will fall into a deep sleep for a whole month. Within three days after the month, the poisoned person will experience countless horrible tortures that seem real and unreal in their dreams, and eventually die quietly in agony."

"The structure of a phantom mushroom is the cap and the stipe. If the cap contains a deadly poison, then the outer layer of the stipe is the antidote."

Is this poison so terrible?

Thinking that Ruoruo had been unconscious for more than half a month, Sikong Canxue couldn't help but worry, "Where can I find that thing? Your Highness, please send someone to find it immediately."

Unexpectedly, Yan Yunqi shook his head and said, "Fifth Prince, please listen to me first."

"According to the records in the book, the phantom fungus is not easy to cultivate due to its growth environment, so it is very rare. This thing appeared in a small country called Huliang more than a hundred years ago, but it disappeared without a trace when the small country was destroyed."

It was a poison that had disappeared for more than a hundred years, so when Yan Yunqi heard those symptoms, he didn't remember it for a moment.

Sikong Canxue's eyes flashed with a deep look, "So what you mean is that the founding emperor of Minxi destroyed the small country of Huliang, so now her descendants are seeking revenge?"

Yan Yunqi nodded calmly, "Perhaps it was that descendant, or perhaps someone else learned the cultivation method of the Fantasy Fungus from somewhere."

"In this case, that person is targeting us, and perhaps he is hiding next to one of the other princesses." Sikong Canxue sneered, "It seems that some people are still anxious."

After talking for a long time, the origin of the poison was clearly explained. Unable to bear the bloody smell that kept coming into his nose, Yan Yunqi said helplessly: "Fifth Prince, why don't you treat the wound first!"

Seeing him covering his nose and frowning in silence, Sikong Canxue froze at first, then sighed and asked the housekeeper to bring the medicine.

So the conversation stopped temporarily.

Several people walked slowly into Sikong Canxue's room. The housekeeper said, "Please sit down, miracle doctor," and followed Sikong Canxue into the inner room.

Because her wound was on her back, applying medicine was always done by the housekeeper.

Yan Yunqi and others were sitting in the outer room. Ke Shu was quietly pouring tea for his master, while Ming Yu was silent, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Although they were puzzled as to why a princess would be injured, it had nothing to do with them after all, so they had to let it go.

It was just that from time to time I could hear the sound of gasps and the housekeeper's sighs, "Master, please bear with it..."

Just as Yan Yunqi brought the teacup to his lips, a strange smell slowly drifted over with the night breeze.

He paused while drinking tea, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly said to the inner room, "Fifth Prince, is the butler applying medicine to you now?"

Sikong Canxue replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Is there anything else in your room that smells?"

"No."

so......

Yan Yunqi's mind turned slightly, and he said calmly, "Then please stop first and let me see the medicine."

As soon as these words were spoken, Sikong Canxue in the inner room frowned slightly and looked at the medicine in the housekeeper's hand. As her eyes changed, she no longer cared about her injuries, and hurriedly put on her clothes, took the medicine from the housekeeper and walked outside.

This action, coupled with the miracle doctor's unprovoked words just now, made the butler's expression instantly solemn, and he quickly followed his master out.

Sikong Canxue strode to where Yan Yun stood up, raised her hand and handed him the medicine, and said in a deep voice: "What did you find?"

Yan Yunqi took the medicine and looked at it carefully, then put it under his nose and smelled it, and whispered: "There is something wrong with this medicine!"

Sikong Canxue opened her eyes slightly, "What's the problem?"

Yan Yunqi sniffed it carefully again, "This medicine contains phantom fungus."

"In other words, this might be the drug that caused His Highness the Ninth Prince to be poisoned."

Hearing this, Sikong Canxue's face suddenly darkened, but he refuted firmly: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Seeing her reaction so big, Yan Yunqi had a look of displeasure as if he was being suspected, "This medicine has a faint stench. Maybe you didn't smell it because it was covered by the strong smell of blood on your body, but it doesn't mean that I would smell it wrong."

The phantom fungus has a bloody smell, but according to the book, the best way to identify it is that it has a very faint stench that ordinary people cannot smell.

But for Yan Yun, who has a keen sense of smell and often deals with medicinal herbs, this is the easiest thing to do.

Suddenly, the expression on Sikong Canxue's face changed again and again, and he remained silent.

The housekeeper saw that the divine doctor was angry, and couldn't help but hurriedly explain, with the same tone of disbelief, "Divine doctor, you don't know, this medicine was given by the most trusted and close eunuch in the forest around the emperor, so the master doesn't believe it."

what?

Hearing this, Yan Yunqi's eyes widened.

Was it given by someone close to the emperor?

Huang Guijun, Sikong Canxue's biological father, was the person closest to him and trusted the most. The gift was equivalent to what her biological father gave her, and it was poison...

He looked at Sikong Canxue again, but saw extremely complicated emotions in her eyes.

At first he was shocked and unbelieving, then in an instant he felt hurt, and finally slowly turned into desolation and emptiness, with an air of despair permeating his entire body.

What...is wrong with her?

Thinking of the medicine in his hand, Yan Yunqi couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the relationship between them as father and son is actually very bad?

But even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. After thinking for a while, he whispered, "The problem with this medicine doesn't mean the person who sent it has a problem. I heard that there are constant fights in the palace, and the means are despicable. If someone is interested, it is possible to make trouble here."

"After all, we don't know how many people will go through the entire drug-making process. Moreover, there are so many people in the palace, and no one can guarantee that the drug is safe."

A lot of words came out of his mouth, not to comfort her, but to talk about the facts. Since the source of this medicine has been found, the source of the antidote must be nearby.

If he could cure the Ninth Prince of the poison sooner, he could go back to see Azhi sooner.

He missed her a little!

Sure enough, the eyes that were lifeless just now suddenly lit up, and Sikong Canxue suddenly realized that, yes, even if her father hated her, he had never wanted to kill her. After all, she was his biological daughter, wasn't she?

...I was just thinking the wrong thing.

But then again, this medicine was given by Uncle Junglin, which means that the person who cultivated the phantom fungus is in the palace, and among the people in the palace who regard my father as the biggest enemy, Feng Jun is the most likely suspect.

So, could it be him?

Sikong Canxue pursed her lips tightly and sneered, "Ying Yi."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure appeared in the room, and a respectful and cold voice said, "I'm here."

"Contact the person in the palace and ask him to check for me whether there is anyone around Feng Jun who can make poison."