The General is Pregnant: His Majesty Abstinence and Sexual Devotion Every Night

Chapter 348: Poor

The ministers who were thinking about these things couldn't help but move closer to Qinghe, and then began to ask her all sorts of questions like how poisonous the general was.

Qing He took her hand away from Gu Junqing's wrist, with a look of contemplation on her face, as if she was thinking about how to describe it in her mind.

While she was silent, no one dared to ask anything, for fear of disturbing Qinghe.

Fortunately, Qinghe didn't think for a long time, just a few moments. When everyone looked up again, they saw Qinghe standing up from the small couch where Gu Junqing was half lying.

Her expression was no longer gloomy, but rather thoughtful. Then she spoke slowly, "Please be patient, all the doctors. The general is not likely to suffer from the poison for the time being. However, the longer the poison stays in his body, the sooner he will die. And there is no treatment possible. There is almost no cure."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and started talking about all sorts of things, but the people they were talking about were the other doctors standing next to them.

They kept their voices as low as possible, as if they didn't want the three of them to hear what they were saying.

These imperial doctors who were communicating in low voices may have forgotten that the three people present, Qinghe, Gu Junqing and Ji Rang, all practiced martial arts and had internal strength. It goes without saying that people who practice martial arts naturally have excellent hearing, vision and smell.

So even if they spoke in a low voice, the other three could still hear clearly what they said.

However, what the imperial doctors said was not something shameful to listen to. They just said that Gu Junqing was poisoned. If other people in the capital knew about it, then the general would probably suffer again.

Apart from this, they also talked about other things, but what they said couldn't be separated from the three words "General Gu".

Ji Rang, who had been listening for who knows how long, finally spoke. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his pair of gentle eyes narrowed slightly. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking. His eyes looked at Qing He, but what he said was to make those imperial doctors quiet down. He only heard him speak softly:

"In that case, does Miss Qinghe know how to cure this poison? If so, please give me a prescription. If you need any herbs, just let me know. As long as the Imperial Hospital has them, just take them."

The doctors present were thinking of saying something when they heard Ji Rang's words. But after Ji Rang glanced at them, they paused and remembered what Li Yuan said when he brought Gu Junqing here. When they thought of this, they no longer wanted to refuse. It was true that the emperor had been so generous to General Gu for a long time. Why were they so reluctant now?

Qing He knew what Ji Rang meant by what he said just now. She glanced at the group of imperial doctors who were originally dissatisfied but now had nothing to say. She smiled and knew that Ji Rang was very good at communicating with others, especially in fooling people.

Qing He nodded without saying much, but judging from her expression, she seemed to agree with what Ji Rang had just said.

The imperial doctors were speechless when they saw this. They comforted themselves silently, saying that the herbs in the Imperial Hospital belonged to the emperor, not to their own family, so they didn't need to feel so bad. Moreover, he hadn't mentioned the herbs Miss Qinghe needed, and they might not be rare herbs that only come once in a century...

"So, Miss Qinghe, do you know how to cure General Gu of the poison?"

An imperial physician stepped forward and asked this question.

After all, it was only Ji Rang who asked Qing He just now, and if he needed any medicinal herbs, it was only on the premise that Qing He knew how to detoxify the poison. The current situation was that Qing He did not give a definite answer saying that she could detoxify it.

Everyone present knew it, so they stared at Qinghe without blinking, as if they would be at a loss if they missed any word she said.

Gu Junqing sat up straight on the couch and looked at these imperial doctors staring at Qinghe. Even though she knew that these looks did not mean any harm, she still felt uncomfortable. So she leaned forward slightly and blocked the sight of some people without making a sound.

Ji Rang, who was still some distance away from Gu Junqing, looked at him with his eyebrows slightly raised. He wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, but it was finally resolved with a simple sentence from Qing He. She said, "There is an antidote for this poison."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Gu Junqing's frown unconsciously relaxed after hearing these four words. Of course, Gu Junqing knew Qing He well enough to know that she had more to say, so he patiently waited for her next words.

Qing He, who had been confident at first, now seemed a little hesitant, even weird, as if she felt that this method of detoxification was a little strange. She looked at Gu Junqing worriedly from time to time, which made her confused. Even if she wanted to understand her, Gu Junqing could not know what was in Qing He's mind, especially when she saw the flash of panic in Qing He's eyes. Gu Junqing pursed his lips, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought, this method of detoxification must be bad for her.

Ji Rang's eyelids twitched when he saw this, but he couldn't help but walk a few more steps towards Qing He and asked hurriedly, "But what's wrong? It's so difficult. Miss Qing He, just tell me directly. As long as there is an antidote, the detoxification process is not important."

At this time, Qing He adjusted her expression by herself. When she heard Ji Rang's somewhat anxious tone, she raised her eyebrows. After all, she didn't hesitate any longer and directly told everyone the solution: "This solution is not difficult. I have some clues about the antidote recipe and know what herbs are needed. However, the key to this poison is not the recipe, but the process."

"Process? What do you mean?" someone asked loudly.

Qing He did not directly explain the meaning of this sentence, but instead focused her attention on Gu Junqing who had been looking at her.

Gu Junqing raised his eyebrow, obviously also very interested in this process.

Qing He looked at her general who looked so innocent and knew nothing, with a bit of pity on her face. For the people present, the process was nothing, but for her general, it was a bolt from the blue.

How pitiful.