RPAGF Chapter 140 Have you known my identity for a long time?
Chapter 140 Have you known my identity for a long time?
"Master, have you already thought of what kind of poison to use?" If Mr. Fang Lin doesn't say it, it's fine. But if he says it, it means he is sure.
"I have studied it for a long time and Tianxiang is the most suitable one. However, I don't think she can bear it at first glance. In her current condition, the extreme pain may kill her at any time."
Mr. Fanglin stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "Fusang, come out. Don't stay here."
In fact, Mr. Fanglin did not expect that Chujian was alive. He went to Tianshan Mountain before the New Year, but the mountain was closed due to heavy snow and he only came down after the New Year. As soon as he arrived in Xucheng, he heard that Chujian fell off a cliff during the Qingming Festival.
Jing Muyang had already guessed Mr. Fang Lin's identity. Now that Chu Jian was dead, he had no reason to return to the capital, so he wandered around Xucheng for a long time.
I wanted to go meet Jing Muyang, but when I thought about how he had gone crazy for our first meeting and had finally come to terms with it, I decided not to disturb him.
Fuso had just walked to the bed when Mr. Fanglin called out to her. She suppressed the urge to reach out and followed him out.
The two of them went to the study next door, and Fusang explained to him what had happened during their first encounter. "Master, this is what happened."
"Fusang, with your ability, it is easy to send a message to Jing Muyang. If Jing Muyang knew that you were holding his princess hostage, do you know what the consequences would be?"
"I..." How could Fusang not know? He had let her go once, hadn't he? "I gave him a chance, but he didn't make it! If I hadn't rushed over, she would have died in the Peach Valley!"
"Then tell me, why did you keep her in custody and hide it from her? Did you want to use her to deal with Jing Muyang? Or did you want to use the same method to retaliate against Ling Yinguo?"
"I have thought about all this, but now I am serious!" Fusang confessed directly, "Master, I am your disciple. Now Jing Muyang is trapped in Beisai. If he dies, I will definitely keep Chu Jian by my side. Can you stand by me and help me?"
"If Jing Muyang dies, I can stand on your side, but what if he's not dead?"
"It is very difficult for him to survive now. Even if he survives, it will be difficult for him to come back."
How could Mr. Fang Lin not know this? When he returned from the northern border, he saw the tragic situation during the locust plague and the chaos during the riots. Jing Muyang took on the responsibility of taking in all the refugees from the northern border without any hesitation. This alone showed how broad-minded he was.
It may not be a good thing for a prince who is not the crown prince to have the ways of being a king, but it is a blessing for the people of the whole world.
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It took me a long time to wake up after the first meeting, but my stomach didn't hurt anymore.
Mr. Fanglin asked her a lot of questions, took her pulse again for a long time, and examined every part of her body.
"Girl, I've roughly told you the situation. What do you think you're going to choose?"
Mr. Fanglin did not mention anything about the Tianshan Holy Land. He only said that she had cardamom poison in her body, but he didn't know where it came from.
"Master, I can bear using Tianxiang. But how much of an impact will this Ice Cardamom and Tianxiang have on the fetus?" Although this was only a minor attack, Chu Jian could sense the abnormality of his body from his pulse.
"From your pulse, this should be your first attack. The fetus will definitely be affected, but he can also eliminate the poison in his body through your blood circulation, so the sooner this problem is solved, the better."
"Okay, I'll detoxify you tomorrow! But, Grandpa Fanglin, if the poison is cured, what about the marriage granted by the Emperor?" Chu Jian was worried.
"You should first worry about whether you can detoxify successfully! If you have the energy, eat more tonight and fast early tomorrow morning. You will have to go through a lot later." Mr. Fang Lin left cursing. He was really not sure.
Chu Jian was left looking at Donggong with an irritated face. She had a mysterious belief in Mr. Fang Lin's diagnosis and also had a mysterious trust in the treatment plan he proposed.
Even the arranged marriage made her worry to death. The Emperor of Nanbang was not reliable at all. No wonder he started wars every now and then. He was just acting rashly and did whatever he wanted.
The next day, early in the morning.
Chu Jian had just gotten up, washed up, and taken a walk when Mr. Fang Lin brought him a bowl of sweet and fragrant sugar water. Chu Jian drank it up in a few gulps, smacking his lips.
Hmm, so this is what Tianxiang tastes like, so delicious.
"Delicious?" Mr. Fanglin looked at her careless look. She didn't worry about him at all. She even smacked her lips, not knowing that she was at the gate of hell.
She is probably the only one in the world who enjoys drinking poison so much.
"It tastes good. Grandpa Fanglin, do you have any sugar water with a similar taste but without the poison? I'll make a pot for you some other day?" Chu Jian was still talking and laughing.
"Just lie down first, and then tell me where it hurts, how it hurts, and to what extent. The more detailed the better."
Mr. Fanglin asked Chujian, who had not yet taken effect of the poison, to lie on the bed. The stove for boiling medicine was moved to the outer room, and the antidote was also prepared.
However, the antidote cannot be taken immediately. The Tianxiang and Bingcandoukou must be fully integrated into another poison before it can be drunk. It is unknown how long this process will take.
Therefore, before detoxification, all the medicines that might be needed were prepared. Even the golden needles that he needed to save an adult urgently in case of miscarriage had been spread out, and even the hot water was boiled.
"Grandpa Fanglin, don't be so nervous, it's not that serious."
Chu Jian comforted him easily. She thought that if Mr. Fang Lin could come up with a solution, it must be a sure thing, so she selectively ignored the risks he mentioned.
"Chu Yang, listen to your master and lie down first." Fusang gently helped her sit on the bed, took off her shoes, and helped her lie down again.
"Fusang, when did you become my disciple?"
We started chatting when we first met, this senior brother who suddenly appeared, hmm, this real senior-senior relationship is much more comfortable than a pretend husband-and-wife relationship. Even Fuso didn't feel awkward about the drawn look he gave her.
“When I was eight years old.”
"Eight years old, that's a lot of years, why aren't your medical skills better?"
"My master didn't teach me much. He only taught me pharmacology. My main focus was on academics."
"Master didn't teach me much. He was not qualified at all. He just threw two crappy books at me and disappeared. I learned a lot from the court doctor and Dean He." Chu Jian pouted and suddenly responded, "Fusang, you... did you know my identity a long time ago?"
"It wasn't that early. You only found out about it when you saw the portrait shortly after the incident in Nagasu that day." Fuso lied.
"Then you... Ouch, I want to vomit." Chu Jian wanted to say something, but suddenly she felt uncomfortable. She leaned over the edge of the bed and said, "I want to vomit, I want to vomit!"
Mr. Fanglin was quick to insert a golden needle into Neiguan and flicked the end of the needle with his finger. As the golden needle trembled, an inexplicable feeling like an electric current ran through my body. The initial inexplicable feeling was much better and I didn't feel like vomiting as much.
"If you spit it out right after drinking it, then it would be a waste of drink, right? Girl, hold it in as long as you can."
Mr. Fanglin suddenly became very serious, which made Chu Jian feel a little uneasy.
But less than two quarters of an hour later, she began to feel more and more nauseous. She wanted to vomit but couldn't. The muscles in her stomach were cramping and it felt like a burning pain, which slowly spread to her surroundings. In less than half an hour, her face had turned pale and she was covered in cold sweats and pain all over her body.
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