The group's favorite, the blind princess is both a doctor and a poisoner

"This poison is called Red Flame. Once it enters the body, it will burn the body's qi, blood, and meridians. When it strikes, the victim's fever will persist. The skin will turn red, as if it were scorched by fire. In severe cases, the victim may even fall into a coma."

Poisoned? !

Red Flame?!

The eldest princess' legs went weak, her vision went dark, and she almost fell. Fortunately, Marquis Jingyang supported her.

Marquis Jingyang exclaimed in shock, "How could this be!!"

Su Yuejian's voice became even colder.

"Judging from his pulse, this isn't the first time the young marquis has been poisoned. I heard he had a persistent high fever when he was young, which damaged his ears. I doubt it was a high fever that time."

When these words were spoken, the faces of Marquis Jingyang and his wife were filled with horror.

Who wants to kill their son?

Zhou Min narrowed his eyes coldly, anger rising in his heart.

Hearing that it was the Red Flame Poison, Ji Ci couldn't help but look a little worried, and said in a deep voice,

"The difference between the Red Flame Poison and other fire poisons is that once it enters the body, it becomes deeply ingrained and extremely difficult to remove. Even if you are poisoned by this poison, it would be difficult to cure. The young marquis is still so young, and this is a second poisoning. I'm afraid..."

Su Yuejian frowned and thought about it, but said nothing.

The Marquis of Jingyang and his wife felt as if the sky had fallen, their hearts filled with sorrow and hatred.

The princess looked at the young man in white before her, took a step closer, knelt on the ground, tremblingly held Su Yuejian's hand, and said in tears,

"Divine doctor, please save my son!"

Su Yuejian quickly helped the man up and said, "Your Highness, this is unacceptable. Don't worry, I will definitely save him."

Hearing Su Yuejian say this, Jingyang Hou's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "So, the miracle doctor has a solution?!"

Su Yuejian nodded, "But the young marquis is too young, so ordinary methods are not applicable."

"It might be possible to use a martial artist's internal energy to help him remove the Red Flame Poison, but his body is already extremely weak and cannot withstand any stimulation. Therefore, there is only one way left."

"any solution?"

Zhou Min asked anxiously.

"Fumigation."

Li Jingzhu was puzzled, "Master, what do you mean?"

"He's currently experiencing a buildup of heat and toxins, so I'm using fumigation with herbs and acupuncture to clear them."

Ji Ci was surprised at Su Yuejian's intelligence.

"Hot steaming speeds up sweat secretion and excretion, and toxins evaporate along with the sweat. This is a brilliant idea, Master!"

The Marquis of Jingyang and his wife were a little skeptical, "But how can a person be steamed?"

Su Yuejian comforted him, "Lord, don't worry, Madam Hou, I have my own way."

She walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote down two prescriptions.

He handed one to Ji Ci and said, "Get the medicine according to this prescription."

The other one was handed to Li Jingzhu. "These are the tools needed for fumigation. Prepare a sealed room according to the instructions on it."

"Well, don't worry, Master."

"I'll do it right away."

After the two of them went out, Su Yuejian walked to Zhou Wangzhi, took out a pill from her arms, and fed it into his mouth.

Looking at Zhou Wangzhi's flushed little face and remembering his bright and lovely smile before, Su Yuejian couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart.

Zhou Min frowned, "What did you feed him?"

"Don't worry, Princess. I prepared this tonic. The young marquis' pulse is too weak. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on."

Marquis Jingyang and his wife looked at Su Yuejian with hope in their eyes. Finally, there was a glimmer of hope.

Marquis Jingyang looked at Su Yuejian nervously, "Then, miracle doctor, what should we do next?"

Su Yuejian only said one word, "Wait."

After saying that, he went out and told Xuanshuang something and came back.

Seeing the eldest princess holding Zhou Wangzhi's hand tightly and crying, Su Yuejian stepped forward and said,

"The young marquis has been severely poisoned for at least a year or so."

Marquis Jingyang and his wife looked at her in shock.

what? !

This means that someone in the Marquis of Jingyang’s mansion has been poisoning Zhou Wang!

She handed the powder in her hand to Zhou Min, "This is Anyang pollen. The Red Flame Poison will turn blue when it comes into contact with it. Princess, you can use this to thoroughly investigate."

"Thank you."

Zhou Min clenched the medicine bag in his hand, his eyes filled with rage.

Marquis Jingyang's eyes were red, and he wished he could tear the person who poisoned him into pieces right now.

"What a courage!"

He stepped forward, grabbed the powder from Zhou Min's hand, and rushed back home.

Zhou Min was still calm and stopped him immediately.

"Father, don't be impulsive. If someone has been able to poison my son for so long, it must be someone who has regular contact with him. If you rush back now, you might just alert the enemy."

The princess angrily said, "Min'er is right, my lord. We can't act rashly now. Who is trying to harm my son? When he wakes up, we'll go back and investigate thoroughly! I will cut that person into pieces!"

After hearing the eldest princess' words, Marquis Jingyang calmed down a little and stopped.

After Ji Ci finished getting the medicine, he came in and said, "Master, there are several old men outside. They say they are the imperial physicians from the palace and want to see you."

"The imperial physician from the palace?"

Ji Ci nodded, "They heard that you can cure the young marquis's illness, so they came from the Marquis of Jingyang's mansion. The leader seems to be surnamed Wen."

Su Yue was stunned. His last name was Wen? Could it be Old Wen?

When Marquis Jingyang and his wife heard that they were from Marquis Jingyang's Mansion, they were also a little surprised.

Hearing the surname Wen, the couple looked at each other.

Who else could do such a thing except that medical idiot Wen Zhiling!

Su Yuejian came out of the house and saw seven or eight imperial doctors standing in the yard, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Not to mention that the imperial physician must have the emperor's decree before leaving the palace.

The palace stipulated that court officials could only invite one imperial physician out of the palace at a time, but the Marquis of Jingyang's Mansion was able to invite so many people out of the Imperial Hospital at once.

Princess Yongqing is really favored.

Wen Zhiling looked at the masked boy in front of him, frowned, and said coldly,

"Are you the White Crane Divine Doctor?"

Several imperial physicians in the hospital also carefully looked at the man in front of them. He looked like a young boy, a little thin, with a rather weak temperament. There was nothing special about him.

Su Yuejian bowed and saluted, "Greetings, Elder Wen."

"you know me?"

Su Yuejian smiled lightly and said respectfully, "Old Wen is a medical expert with superb medical skills. Everyone in Tianjin knows him."

After hearing what Su Yuejian said, Wen Zhiling's expression softened a little.

"I heard that you can save the young Marquis of Jingyang, but is that true?"

Su Yuejian nodded.

The imperial physicians behind Wen Zhiling looked down on Su Yuejian because of her young age.

He is just a common doctor, yet he is so arrogant. They have all seen the young marquis' illness and it was too late to save him.

"Little brother, don't be too confident, but be responsible!"

"The young Marquis of Jingyang is a precious person, not the lowly commoner you usually treat."

Su Yuejian frowned unhappily and looked at the person who said this.

The man was about middle-aged, wearing a dark blue robe with patches. His eyes, as big as soybeans, were slightly narrowed, and his face was full of disdain.

"Sir, in the eyes of a doctor, there is no distinction between the noble and the humble. This is my first principle in my medical practice."

"If you think the lives of common people and nobles are of different ranks, then in my opinion, you don't deserve to wear this patched robe!"

The young man's voice was as clear as a spring, yet powerful!

Wen Zhiling looked at the young boy in front of him and was in a trance for a moment.

That year, on the long street, a man in white stood in front of a dying beggar and said wantonly,

"Old Man Wen, remember, life is equal, and this is the first principle of medicine."