The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

With Keshu's support, Yan Yunqi staggered into the big tent. However, he finally saw the person he had been thinking about, but he was lying there lifeless. All his worries and anxieties became reality, and tears rolled down silently.

With heavy steps, I sat down beside the bed and gently reached out to touch the face I had been thinking about day and night, only to find that her cheeks had sunken and she had lost a lot of weight...

Heartache suddenly struck him, but he thought of something and put his hand on her wrist outside the quilt. After a moment of silence, he suddenly frowned and realized that the situation was not optimistic.

The injuries were too severe, especially the arrow in the chest, and the poison was still running rampant in the body, which caused Azhi to be unable to bear it and unable to wake up.

and......

After concentrating on taking Ah Zhi's pulse for a moment, Yan Yunqi had already determined what kind of poison Ah Zhi had been poisoned with, but...

"It's not difficult to cure her poison, but it's difficult to prepare the antidote. The important medicinal materials needed are not available in Daqi."

Yan Yunqi, who was immersed in thought, was interrupted by a voice. He wiped the tears from his face and looked in the direction of the voice. His phoenix eyes were slightly stunned, "It's you?"

With a bowl of steaming medicine on the tray in his hand, Cheng Ziye nodded slowly, "It's me."

With his eyes narrowed, Yan Yunqi stared at Cheng Ziye closely, "How come you are here?" On the way, he heard Ming Lei say that a famous doctor had appeared in the military camp a few days ago. At that time, he was anxious and did not ask much. Now it seems, "The doctor I heard about before is you?"

"Doctor from the Jianghu?" Cheng Ziye chuckled and shrugged, "Then it should be me."

As the words fell, Yan Yun's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

A master poison maker who once held the Soul-Guiding Evil, appeared here in time after Azhi was poisoned. This coincidence made him suspect that this person had ulterior motives.

"Don't look at me with such suspicion. After all, I am also a citizen of Daqi. If something happens to the monarch of Daqi, wouldn't this give her country an opportunity to take advantage of it?" Cheng Ziye didn't care about Yan Yunqi's questioning eyes at all. He walked forward and put the medicine in his hand on the table, his tone light.

Then she looked at him calmly, "I temporarily controlled the emperor's poison when I came here, but if you want to completely cure this poison, well... it seems a little difficult."

"You should find out what poison she was poisoned with. Like I said, the poison itself is not difficult. The difficult part is that Daqi does not have the important medicinal ingredients needed for the antidote."

Yes, Yan Yunqi knew this when he found out what kind of poison Ah Zhi was poisoned with.

After all, Nanyu used poison against Azhi and certainly didn't want her to survive, so how could he give her hope of finding an antidote?

But, after studying medicine for many years, how could he let his enemy succeed? And how could he let his Ah Zhi get into trouble!

So...Yan Yunqi lowered his eyes and looked at Azhi's pale face, his eyes full of determination.

"Since we can't get the antidote, let's do the opposite." He said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Cheng Ziye glanced at him calmly and said, "You mean...fighting poison with poison?"

"Yeah." Yan Yunqi responded, then turned his head to look at Cheng Ziye, as if he had also noticed something, "Judging from your expression, I guess you must have another kind of poison in your hand, right?"

After a pause, he said seriously: "The sooner the detoxification is done, the better, so I need the poison in your hand. Of course, I will repay you for this favor."

repay?

Cheng Ziye was silent, lowered his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "To be honest, I prepared the poison a few days ago, but this poison is very strong and the emperor is seriously injured. Although I am good at making poison, I am not proficient in medical skills."

"As for those military doctors... after communicating with them, I found that they were similar to me, so I didn't dare to use medicine on them." Speaking of those military doctors, Cheng Ziye shook his head slowly.

It seems that they are not optimistic about their medical skills.

"Now, with you here, I just took out a poison, which can be bought with money, so there is no such thing as gratitude or repayment. If you want to save her, you can only rely on yourself."

In fact, although he had other thoughts, the credit was his and he would not take it for himself if it was not his.

Taking out a small bottle from his arms, Cheng Ziye handed it to Yan Yunqi, then stood aside with his hands folded.

Holding the poison in his hand, Yan Yunqi shook his head, "I don't like to owe favors to others. You spent a lot of effort to prepare this poison, so I should repay you."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Cheng Ziye spread his hands and said indifferently: "Whatever you want!"

"Yeah," Yan Yunqi nodded, and was about to detoxify Azhi, so he asked Keshu to send him out.

"Hmm?" Cheng Ziye was puzzled and curious: "I have always been curious about your medical skills. Can't I learn from you?"

After saying this, Yan Yunqi's hand holding the bottle trembled, and he looked at Cheng Ziye, who was innocently curious, in a rather strange way. His face turned a little dark, like a banished immortal. "Master Cheng, I want to take off Ah Zhi's clothes!"

So, is it suitable for you here?

“......Oh,” Cheng Ziye smiled awkwardly upon hearing that, and then walked out awkwardly but calmly.

Yan Yunqi watched the people leave, took a breath, and asked Keshu to help him help Ah Zhi sit up. Then he smiled gently, "Keshu, I know you are worried about Mingyu. I am here and that's enough. Go check on Mingyu!"

Ever since he got the bad news, Ke Shu has been crying from time to time and has been very uneasy. He naturally understood how he felt.

His originally anxious heart was eased a little by the young master's words, but when Ke Shu saw that his young master was supporting the emperor alone with a big belly, his heart was filled with distress.

But when he heard the young master said he wanted to take off the emperor's clothes, he could not stay here and could only stammer: "Young master, you have worked so hard..."

Yan Yunqi smiled and shook his head, "Go."

Looking at his back as he left, Yan Yunqi turned his head and looked at Azhi's face.

Those eyes, which were once full of majesty and tenderness, were now tightly closed. The long eyelashes cast shadows on the pale face, and the handsome brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain.

Instantly, his eyes began to turn red again. He stroked his frowning brows with one hand and sighed in his heart, how could it be hard? As long as Ah Zhi was fine, no matter how tired or difficult it was, it didn't matter!

Because she was pregnant, it was a little inconvenient for her to move, so when Yan Yunqi took off Luo Qingzhi's shirt, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. However, when he saw her, his heart felt like it was pierced by a needle and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

Countless scars were seen coiled on her skin like earthworms. Although the wounds were slowly scabbing, looking at these wounds, it was not difficult to imagine that she was covered in blood at that time...

He examined her carefully bit by bit, his gaze involuntarily falling on her chest. The sharp arrow had been taken out long ago, but a deep mark was left. Yan Yunqi gently stroked the healed wound, a chill rising in his heart.

If that arrow had been three points closer to the right, I'm afraid...

"Fortunately..." Yan Yunqi closed his eyes, unable to help but feel a little scared, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Unable to control himself, he gently hugged her, tears welling up in his eyes, and finally rolled down. He whispered: "You always ignore yourself like this, how can I not worry..."