Namuhan's eyes dimmed, "Is the National Master Danba back?"
"When I left the palace, I happened to meet Sangge, the apprentice of the national master. I guessed that he must have returned."
When Namuhan heard this, his face relaxed a little, "I will go into the palace to find the national preceptor." After that, he walked away like the wind.
Inside the room, the old man sat down on the ground. He looked at the man lying on the bed and wiped the cold sweat from his head.
"Master Qiyan, can the Imperial Master really detoxify the poison of Qi Jue Powder?" A slightly younger-looking imperial doctor crawled over and sat next to the imperial doctor Qiyan, with a look of anxiety and curiosity on his face.
The Qiyan doctor took a deep breath and said, "Master Danba is the most powerful witch doctor in Mongolia. If even he can't unlock Qi Jue Powder, I'm afraid we really deserve this!"
"Hmph, I think we should go back and prepare for the funeral! How could a Mongolian witch doctor possibly save someone's life?" an old voice sounded, with disdain in his tone.
Qiyan Imperial Physician did not get angry when he heard this, but slowly turned his head to look at the speaker, "Physician Chen, whether it is the medical skills of your Han people or the medical skills of our Mongolians, they can save lives. And we Mongolians can save lives.
The most amazing thing about people is not our ordinary medical skills, but the witch doctors mastered by the National Preceptor."
"Witch doctors are legends, and I have never heard of a witch doctor saving a human life. Lord Qi Yan, this Qi Jue Powder is not an ordinary poison. If we use all our strength to detoxify with silver needles, His Highness King Yan may still be able to cure the poison by a thousand percent."
We have only one chance to survive, but if that imperial master comes, I'm afraid we will definitely die." Dr. Chen continued, but there was dissatisfaction in his tone.
After hearing this, the imperial doctor Qi Yan just shook his head slowly, "You said one in a thousand, but I think Qi Jue Powder has no solution. If you use silver needles to detoxify, His Highness will only be poisoned immediately. The secret medicine of the royal family of the Western Regions
, is it so easy to solve?"
"Are you looking down on my medical skills?" Dr. Chen stood up excitedly and strode to the front of Dr. Qi Yan.
The beggar-faced doctor looked calm, but raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "You have to know that if we don't use acupuncture, the most people who can't be saved will be us. If we use acupuncture to detoxify, if something goes wrong with Your Highness, besides us, we will die.
, our wives, children, and family members will be buried with him." Although his words were soft, the content of his words shocked everyone's hearts.
Doctor Chen staggered back two steps, "Are you telling the truth?"
The Qiyan imperial doctor nodded, "I won't lie to you about this matter. Now we can only wait for the arrival of the imperial master to see if there is a way to detoxify the Qi Jue Powder."
Everyone was quiet, and everyone had their own thoughts in their hearts. At this time, they could only resign themselves to fate. A layer of fine beads of sweat had appeared on the real gold head on the bed, and the whole body was trembling, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. Lips
He opened his eyes and softly called out "Amul". The originally handsome face was full of sadness, the long eyelashes trembled like cicada wings, and a drop of crystal tears overflowed, as beautiful as a colorful pearl.
"Amul...Amul..." Zhenjin called out loudly, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and his knuckles turned blue-white because of the force.
The beggar-faced doctor walked to the bedside, his eyebrows knitted together in melancholy. Qi Jue San, it is said that people can dream of the most terrifying scenes. What on earth was he dreaming about?