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

Under the unanimous gaze of everyone, Lan Tingzhi suddenly blushed. He scratched his head, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

"Tingzhi, do you have any good ideas?" Lan Tingzhou asked.

"To expel toxins from the body, besides taking a medicinal bath, you can also use internal energy to force them out," Lan Tingzhi said matter-of-factly.

Upon hearing Lan Tingzhi's words, the hope that had just ignited in Granny Huang's eyes was extinguished once again.

She knew perfectly well that she could use her internal energy to expel the remaining poison.

Although using internal force to expel poison is a required course for martial arts practitioners, very few can actually do it.

To expel poison using internal force, one must first possess abundant internal energy, as the process is time-consuming and will eventually become unsustainable. Secondly, one must be a master of internal energy, with excellent control over it; otherwise, a moment of carelessness or improper control can easily injure the patient's internal organs.

Even someone with exceptional talent would need to cultivate for over ten years to achieve such skill.

“What this young master says is absolutely right.” Xuan Lei nodded in agreement after hearing Lan Tingzhi’s words.

"However, Young Master Du is weak and lacks energy. If he wants to use his internal strength to expel the poison, he will have to do it very slowly. If we calculate it this way, it will take at least twenty hours."

"Even the most skilled martial artist can only sustain the output of internal energy for three or four hours. If it were an ordinary martial artist, it would only last for one hour at most."

Even if we include all of us, we are still short about twenty people.

"Therefore, this method is probably even less feasible than medicinal baths."

This is also why Granny Huang looked ashen; where could she find so many masters of internal energy right now?

Unexpectedly, Lan Tingzhi chuckled and puffed out his chest, saying, "You need people? I have some here!"

"Including my fellow disciples, there are sixteen of us! If we take turns resting, that should be enough."

"Don't worry, the brothers who came with me this time all won the competition at the sect, and their martial arts and internal strength are all top-notch!"

Gan Cai'er then remembered that Lan Tingzhi's fellow disciples had accompanied them on this trip. Unexpectedly, they had actually come in handy.

Fifty taels of silver per person, worth it!

Xuan Lei tested the internal strength of each of the Xuancang Sect disciples one by one. Except for four whose internal strength was too weak to be suitable, the rest were indeed suitable.

However, Du Ke's body is too weak now, so the process of expelling the poison needs to be more meticulous. In addition, Meng Yu requires that Du Ke's safety be absolutely guaranteed, and there can be no risks whatsoever.

Therefore, after careful calculation, Xuan Lei realized that there was still one person missing in terms of numbers, and that person had to be a master, not an ordinary person.

"How about we each take two pieces of ginseng in our mouths and each of us can last a few more moments?" Xuan Tie suggested from the side.

"No way." Meng Yu rejected the idea outright, leaving no room for negotiation.

If a martial artist exhausts their internal energy without rest, they will become completely drained and essentially crippled. The Xuanying Guard is an elite force cultivated by generations of the Wei Duke's Mansion with immense effort. It should not be lost unless absolutely necessary.

Just as Granny Huang was about to step forward, she saw Lan Tingzhou looking at her with a serious expression, and he gently shook his head. She hesitated.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, Gan Cai'er hesitated before speaking: "Actually, there is one more person who might be able to do it."

"Are you referring to Brother Wei?" Lan Tingzhou interjected.

"No, that won't do! Young Master Wei has been in bed for several days!" Xiao Hong hurriedly waved her hands.

However, when Granny Huang heard "Young Master Wei", her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Young Master Wei is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Elder. At the age of thirteen, he single-handedly defeated five bandit strongholds across the mountain, making a name for himself in one battle. His skill should be sufficient!"

"Is Wei Shi'an on this ship too?" Meng Yu raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at Gan Cai'er.

“Yes, he is, but he’s been seasick for several days. I don’t know if he’ll be able to manage,” Gan Cai’er replied.

"Seasickness? That's easy to cure!" Xuan Lei stood up. "Come on, take me to see one."

Despite Wei Shi'an's high level of martial arts skills, no one expected that he would get seasick!

For the first few days after boarding the ship, he was fine and nothing seemed amiss. It wasn't until the fifth day that he began to feel unwell.

At first, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, then he couldn't eat anything, and later he started vomiting everything he ate. He clung to the side of the boat and vomited until he was completely exhausted.

A renowned young martial arts master, famous throughout the martial arts world, actually needed two pageboys to help him back to his room.

Wei Shi'an left home at a young age to learn his craft. He took care of everything himself. The servants assigned to him by his family were mostly kept in the house to tidy up his study or do other chores.

He rarely took servants with him when he went out, but this time he took two pageboys with him because he was going to the capital to take the imperial examination.

Yuanshan and Yuanshui are incredibly efficient and capable when it comes to work. But if you ask them to care for a patient, they're completely clueless and have no idea where to begin.

Finally, having no other choice, the two of them secretly went to find Huan'er. Huan'er followed them to the guest room and saw Wei Anshi lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face pale, looking like he was barely breathing.

Huan'er panicked, fearing something might happen to her future son-in-law. So, she immediately turned around and called Zhu Xiaoxiao over.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiaoxiao was furious. She immediately ordered Yuanshan and Yuanshui to go to the restaurant to borrow a pot to cook porridge and to go to the boat owner to buy medicine. She then told Huan'er to open the doors and windows to ventilate the room and to clean the room thoroughly.

After working for half a day, Zhu Xiaoxiao finally sat down to catch her breath. When she turned around, she saw Wei Shi'an staring at her blankly like a fool.

Involuntarily, she pulled her feet back, tucking her shoes into her skirt, then glared back at her, snapping, "What are you looking at? Aren't you seasick?!"

What about your "don't look at what you shouldn't" principle?

"Yes, you can see. You are my betrothed. No, it's not considered indecent assault."

Wei Shi'an blushed and stammered, but his gaze remained fixed on her.

"Who said you're not my fiancée?!" Zhu Xiaoxiao stood up abruptly, both embarrassed and angry.

Huan'er covered her mouth and laughed.

Just then, there was a knock on the guest room door.

Huan'er opened the door and saw Lan Tingzhou, Gan Cai'er, and two or three strangers standing outside.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Xiaoxiao asked.

“I met a doctor who said he could cure seasickness, so I brought him here to have Young Master Wei take a look,” Gan Cai’er said, introducing Xuan Lei to Zhu Xiaoxiao.

Hearing that it could cure seasickness, Zhu Xiaoxiao immediately invited the person into the room. Xuan Lei walked up to Wei Shi'an, glanced at him, and then took out a silver needle from his pocket and began to insert it.

With a whoosh, a flash of light appeared before everyone's eyes, and Wei Shi'an's face was covered in silver needles. Just moments before, Wei Shi'an's confused mind suddenly cleared up as if a spring breeze had swept through it.

At that moment, his ears stopped ringing, his vision cleared, and his stomach stopped churning. All his seasickness symptoms vanished instantly.

Wei Shi'an was overjoyed. Before the silver needles on his face were even removed, he stepped off the bed and bowed to Xuan Lei, saying, "Sir, your skillful hands have brought me back to health. I thank you very much!"

Xuan Lei reached out and checked Wei Shi'an's pulse, then nodded. This man indeed possessed profound inner strength; with him there, everyone was complete.

So Xuan Lei told Wei Shi'an about Du Ke's matter, and Wei Shi'an nodded in agreement without saying a word.

The detoxification process went smoothly. All the experts gathered in Du Ke's room, and there were no mishaps during the process.

Two days later, the remaining poison in Du Ke's body was finally eliminated. He slept peacefully and calmly in the morning light, his whole body covered in sweat as if he had been pulled out of water. His body temperature was slightly cool, and he had finally returned to normal.

Everyone finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Before leaving, Lan Tingzhou called Granny Huang aside and said, "Since the Eighth Young Master is pleading for Fuqi, you should show mercy. It's not worth ruining your relationship with the Eighth Young Master for his sake."

"It's better to keep this person alive than to get rid of him. If he wants to find out any information, let him get it."

"However, we can no longer keep him by the Eighth Prince's side."

Granny Huang thought for a moment and said, "Young Master Lan is very thoughtful. This old servant understands."

So, Fuqi, who had been tied up for two days, was finally released, but was demoted from Du Ke's personal servant to a menial servant.