After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

When Granny Huang saw Gan Cai'er arrive, she rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Madam Lan, do you have any other fever-reducing medicine?"

Gan Cai'er shook her head: "I only brought some common medicines with me on this trip, and Xiao Hong has already given them to you to try."

The light that had shone in Granny Huang's eyes faded.

Gan Cai'er couldn't bear it, so she made a suggestion.

"I've heard that strong liquor can reduce high fever. Why don't you find some liquor and try it, Granny?"

In my past life, during the war in the northern frontier, many soldiers used strong liquor to detoxify or reduce fever.

“It’s already been used.” Granny Huang’s expression was somber. “This old servant has wiped the young master’s body with wine several times, but the effect is limited. It can only reduce the fever for a short while, and the fever will rise again in no time.”

"If we can't find a way to cure the root cause, then it's probably all useless."

Granny Huang knew in her heart that Du Ke's illness wouldn't be so easy to cure. If something really happened to the young master, how could she explain it to His Majesty and the Empress?

The Empress handed the young master over to her with tears in her eyes.

"Did the doctor say what medicine could cure this disease?" Gan Cai'er asked.

"Doctor Zhang said that in this situation, the Eighth Young Master can only rely on himself to get through it. Under normal circumstances, he will recover in one or two days." A clear, cold voice came from the doorway.

Gan Cai'er turned around and saw Lan Tingzhou walking slowly in.

"What if it's an unusual situation?" Gan Cai'er asked, her face full of worry.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen," Lan Tingzhou reassured Gan Cai'er.

"I went to the restaurant and got all the spirits on board. Although they weren't very effective at reducing fever, I figured if I kept using them, I could control it for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Tingzhi led a group of people in, carrying several large barrels of wine in single file.

"Heh, Young Master Lan, are you trying to turn the Eighth Young Master of the Du family into medicinal wine?" A lazy voice rang out from the doorway.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xiao Hong leading Meng Yu in.

Meng Yu strolled leisurely into the room, walked straight to Du Ke's bedside, and glanced down at him with a hint of disdain.

Tsk, tsk, what a skinny little cabbage. Did Du Chong not feed her enough? This is quite different from the big, clumsy guy she'll become later. However, there's a faint resemblance in their features.

Meng Yu's nonchalant attitude surprised and puzzled Granny Huang, who looked at him warily. When her gaze fell on the two men in tight-fitting clothes behind Meng Yu, her eyes narrowed sharply, and she immediately stood up.

"May I ask who this young master is...?" Granny Huang bowed first, then asked.

"My surname is Meng, and I'm the third child in my family. My nanny calls me Meng San." Meng Yu smiled lazily.

Granny Huang's heart skipped a beat; she hadn't mistaken the person after all! Heaven had mercy; with the Meng family's Xuan Ying Guards around, perhaps the young master really could be saved.

"Greetings, Young Master Meng. This old servant begs you to save my young master." As she spoke, Granny Huang knelt down directly before Meng Yu.

Meng Yu was startled and quickly reached out to help Granny Huang up; he couldn't accept such a grand gesture. As the saying goes, even a seventh-rank official can only stand before the Prime Minister's residence, let alone someone who was the wet nurse of the eldest prince.

When Lan Tingzhou saw that Granny Huang was actually giving Meng Yu such a deep bow, a hint of scrutiny crept into his gaze as he looked at Meng Yu. It seemed this young master Meng was no ordinary person.

"There's no need for that, Granny. Everyone encounters difficulties when traveling. If I can help in an emergency, I will do my best."

After saying that, Meng Yu waved his hand behind him: "Xuan Lei, come and take a look."

Upon hearing the name "Xuan Lei," Granny Huang felt a sense of relief. Xuan Lei was both a member of the Xuan Ying Guard and a renowned physician known throughout the martial arts world.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "They really are brothers." Although the young master had always disliked his younger brother, he still cared for him very much, even assigning the top ten elite guards of the Xuan Ying Guard to accompany and protect him.

Upon hearing this, a man behind Meng Yu stepped forward, sat down at the head of the bed, and then picked up Du Ke to examine him carefully. After a moment, he took out silver needles from his pocket and pricked Du Ke's body a few times.

“It’s poisoning.” Xuan Lei withdrew the silver needles and stood up.

"How could it be poisoning?" Gan Cai'er was shocked.

"You heartless bastard! The young master treated you so well, and you actually poisoned him!" Upon hearing this, Du Ke's personal maid, Magpie, rushed over and started hitting and kicking Fuqi.

"You filthy bastard, tell me what poison you used?! Where is the antidote?!"

"Sister Magpie, I'm innocent! I didn't poison the young master, I really didn't! I ate the fish too!" Fuqi cried, tears streaming down her face.

“It’s not necessarily him who poisoned it,” Xuan Lei said, stopping the commotion.

Upon hearing this, Fuqi cried even louder, repeatedly insisting that he had never poisoned her.

Granny Huang went over, grabbed Fuqi by the neck with both hands, and strangled him until he passed out.

Xuan Lei glanced at Fu Qi and saw that he was half-dead and completely unconscious before speaking again.

"There are two possibilities for the young master's situation. One is that he was poisoned while eating raw fish. The other is that the young master already had some old poison in his body."

"Given the current situation, I believe it's a combination of both."

"The poison in the raw fish was administered very cleverly, with precise dosage and skillful technique. Everyone else was unaffected, but he alone was unwell, and the symptoms were very similar to food poisoning."

"The poison in the young master's body must have been from being fed slow-acting poison since birth. Although he was detoxified later, it still damaged his body, causing him to be weak and have a frail spleen."

"The toxins in the raw fish happened to trigger the existing toxins in his body. The two toxins worked together, which is why his high fever persisted."

"Then what should we do?" Meng Yu asked.

"Fortunately, the young master has already been detoxified, so there isn't much poison left in his body. Otherwise, even a god descending to earth wouldn't be able to save him. Now, all we need to do is expel the remaining poison from his body," Xuan Lei said.

"May I ask, sir, how can this poison be expelled?" Granny Huang asked anxiously.

Xuan Lei fell silent at this moment. After a long while, he looked up at Meng Yu and shook his head.

"Normally, a seven-day medicinal bath would suffice. But right now, it's impossible to gather all the necessary herbs for the bath on the ship in a short time."

"Unless we can get the ship to shore immediately and have medicine delivered from Kyoto at top speed, the young master is indeed in grave danger."

"The ship won't be able to dock within two days," Lan Tingzhou suddenly said.

“I had previously gone to the boat owner to ask if he could dock the boat so we could go ashore and find a medical clinic.”

"But he said that the ports along the river are not suitable for the 'Fuqing' to dock for the next two days, and the earliest it can dock is the evening of the day after tomorrow. When we pass Wutang, he can barely get the ship to dock temporarily, and we can disembark then."

Lan Tingzhou's words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing everyone's last bit of hope.

"It seems the person who poisoned the young master was truly cunning and had a very good plan." Xuan Lei sighed softly.

Huang Mama's eyes flashed with a sharp light. She stepped forward, picked up Fuqi from the ground, and was about to snap his neck.

But at that moment, a clear and cheerful voice rang out in the room.

"It's just detoxification, you don't necessarily need a medicinal bath!"

This sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

Everyone in the room turned their gaze in that direction.