Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 686

Shen Lingjun curled up like a ball in Mo Zhonggui's arms, her eyes closed, desperately trying to suppress any random screams, her whole body soaked in sweat.

Mo Zhonggui held her tightly, feeling both anxious and heartbroken.

Just like before when they were in Beiyi Kyoto, they tried to expel the poison from her body with their internal energy, but it turned out to be useless. The poison she was afflicted with this time was different from ordinary poisons. It was completely invisible and intangible, and could not be forced out of her body.

That evening, Shen Lingjun began vomiting violently, unable to stop. She also experienced convulsions, almost falling into a semi-comatose state.

In fact, the Eastern Palace and Shen Lingjun herself possessed a considerable variety of antidotes. Mo Zhonggui herself didn't recognize them, so she had to find them all and have Shen Lingjun identify them one by one.

At this point, there was no time to worry about anything else. As long as it was edible, they would eat it like candy, trying to suppress the poison from taking full effect and save their lives.

No matter how skilled Shen Lingjun is in medicine, he is still a doctor who cannot heal himself.

After taking the antidote like food for two days, Shen Lingjun would feel slightly better one moment and then have a relapse the next, tossing and turning in agony, leaving him in a miserable state.

Although it could still hold on, it was only hanging on by a thread of life.

Mo Zhonggui stayed with Shen Lingjun for two whole days, almost going crazy with worry.

He had already issued an urgent, high-reward notice to the entire Western Qi region. Several self-proclaimed legendary doctors and physicians came, but after examining Shen Lingjun's condition, they all shook their heads and left.

On the third night, when Shen Lingjun was on the verge of death, another young man arrived.

The man looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He had a handsome face and a tall, slender figure. He was dressed very simply and casually in a white cloth robe. His hair was tied up in a bun with just a tree branch, and it was not tied very neatly, but rather loosely.

Upon entering, without even bowing to Mo Zhonggui or offering a greeting, he went straight up and pulled open the curtain on Shen Lingjun's bed.

The damselfly was startled: "How dare you be so rude!"

Whether it was the imperial physician or a doctor from outside, if they came to examine Shen Lingjun, although "observation" was the first of the four diagnostic methods of "observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation," they would at least have to ask Mo Zhonggui for permission before they could examine Shen Lingjun.

Is this guy out of his mind?!

The young man ignored him and glanced at Shen Lingjun. Shen Lingjun wasn't wearing a disguise mask at the time, but her hair was messy and she had covered her head with a blanket, so her face was obscured and she couldn't tell anything.

The young man looked at it and asked, "Where is the bite wound?"

Damselfly: "It's on your right foot, but you..."

Before Dou Niang could finish her sentence, the young man lifted the blanket again to look at Shen Lingjun's bare feet.

Dou Niang was even more alarmed and stepped forward to stop him, but was stopped by a look from Mo Zhonggui.

Mo Zhonggui was not angry. Over the past few days, he had been on the verge of collapse countless times and was now in a state of near despair. This little thing could not stir up his emotions at all.

He let the young man look, but asked in a hoarse voice, "How is it?"

The young man didn't even look at Mo Chonggui, and muttered to himself, "It really was bitten by a nine-spotted rat."

Mo Zhonggui's expression changed slightly.

So many renowned doctors and physicians had examined Shen Lingjun, but they could only shake their heads in silence and leave helplessly. Only this person actually managed to identify the animal that had bitten Shen Lingjun.

Although we don't know if it's true, there's still a glimmer of hope.