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Chapter 687

Mo Zhonggui grabbed the young man: "Is there any way to detoxify him?"

The young man said, "I came here for this poison. I've never had an antidote before, so I'll have to try it to find out."

Dou Niang understood what he meant; he was interested in Shen Lingjun because she thought he was a novel case.

He retorted angrily, "My Crown Princess didn't come here to teach you a lesson!"

Mo Zhonggui remained unperturbed. If this man truly had come for a case he had never seen before, as he claimed, then it meant his medical skills were definitely not lacking.

Let's wait and see.

If he's just a pretentious liar, then stepping into the Eastern Palace will be the most regrettable thing he ever did.

But if he truly has real skills, Shen Lingjun might have a chance to survive.

We must seize every even the slightest possibility of saving Shen Lingjun.

Mo Chonggui asked, "May I ask your honorable name and who your teacher is?"

While taking Shen Lingjun's pulse, the young man casually said, "I'll treat your illnesses; you don't need to know my name or my lineage."

Then he began to give instructions: "Remove the patient's clothes and soak him in cold water with ice. Make the water as cold as possible without causing frostbite. Add this to the water first to temporarily suppress the toxicity."

As he spoke, he gave Mo Zhonggui a dark, hollow stone that looked rather unremarkable.

Then he picked up a pen and wrote down a list: "Get the venom from these snakes, the more the better."

When Mo Zhonggui took a look, he saw that they were all rare and highly venomous snakes, but it was not a problem for him.

The young man then asked for many poisonous plants, fungi, insects, and minerals; he wanted almost every kind of poison in the world.

Two days later, Mo Chonggui ordered his men to gather all the snake venom, and he began to refine the medicine.

They found an abandoned little house in the most secluded corner of the East Palace and told everyone to stay far away.

Everyone was initially puzzled, but when they saw the smoke rising from his medicine cauldron and causing birds to fall from the sky, they were astonished. Even a few drops of the dregs in the bucket caused all the flowers and plants on the ground to wither and die.

Everyone watching was terrified.

While there is some truth to the idea of ​​fighting poison with poison, is it really okay to use poison to this extent?

After three days of simmering, a large pot of thick, black medicinal soup, as dark as ink, was finally produced. It emitted a pungent, strange smell that was both bitter and spicy, irritating the nose and eyes. Just smelling it was enough to make one feel fear, and one could not even imagine what it would taste like.

As soon as it was taken out, everyone waiting outside frowned.

Qin Jianxi pinched her nose, incredulous: "How...how can anyone drink this?"

The young man had an indifferent expression.

"The medicine is here. If you still can't drink it, you might as well not live."

Mo Zhonggui didn't say anything, took the medicine, and delivered it to Shen Lingjun.

Shen Lingjun soaks in the water for two hours every day and is now in a deep coma. He has no consciousness at all and can only be said to be hanging on by a thread, not dead.

In her condition, she naturally couldn't take the medicine herself. So Mo Chonggui took a sip first and then fed it to Shen Lingjun mouth-to-mouth.

This medicine was prepared in three-day batches and taken three times a day. It was one thing for Shen Lingjun to be unconscious, but for Mo Zhonggui, taking it three times a day was like torture. By the end of the day, her mouth was completely numb, and everything she ate tasted like a concentrated mixture of bitter herbs and Sichuan peppercorns.

After three days, Shen Lingjun's condition gradually improved. Her breathing became steady, her pulse became strong, and she was no longer the weak woman who seemed on the verge of death. Her complexion also improved significantly.

At first, everyone was worried that the young man was just trying to scam them, but now they gradually felt relieved.

Shen Lingjun finally woke up on the morning of the fourth day.

She felt as if she had woken from an endless nightmare, in which she was hunted by countless monsters and subjected to countless terrible natural disasters. She ran endlessly but could not escape, being repeatedly roasted, frozen, and buried alive...

When I woke up, I was soaked in sweat. Although the dream was gone, my whole body was sore, aching, and weak. I didn't even have the strength to lift my little finger. It was as if the fatigue and pain in the dream had been brought into reality.

Shen Lingjun's mind went blank, and it took her a long time to remember what had happened.

She didn't die?

Only then did she realize that although she was extremely weak, the dizziness and lightheadedness she had felt earlier were gone, and the colorful and bizarre hallucinations before her eyes had also disappeared.

Shen Lingjun turned her head and saw Mo Zhonggui sleeping next to her.

He wasn't actually sleeping in bed. He was probably sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, and then he fell asleep without realizing it and leaned against the headboard.

Her face was very pale and tired, with deep shadows under her eyes, a result of countless sleepless nights. Her hair was a bit messy, and her clothes were wrinkled.

Mo Chonggui always paid attention to her image. The former head of the Northern Yi Eastern Depot was stunningly beautiful. Even after disguising herself as Huo Jinghuai, she was still meticulous in her appearance.

Shen Lingjun rarely saw him like this.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently touch his face.

Mo Zhonggui woke up instantly, opened her eyes and saw Shen Lingjun, her face filled with disbelief, as if she were in a dream.

"Lingjun, you're awake?... "

He stared blankly at Shen Lingjun, as if he couldn't be sure that the person in front of him was real.

Shen Lingjun couldn't help but smile slightly and reached out to hold his hand.

"I feel better."

Mo Zhonggui's eyes immediately reddened, and her throat felt like it was choked, unable to say anything more.

Shen Lingjun knew that she had come back from the brink of death, and that Mo Zhonggui had been worried sick about her and didn't know how she had gotten through these past few days. Shen Lingjun felt even more emotional.

Just as I was about to say something funny to comfort him, the door to the room suddenly opened.

A young man walked in so casually, as if this were his own house.

"They should be awake by now. Are they awake?"

Shen Lingjun looked over, and the young man was also looking at her. Their eyes met in the air, and they were both stunned.

The young man exclaimed in shock, "...Ling Jun?"