Now that the emperor was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Yuan Rui and Wen Yao helped the ghost doctor to rest together.
King Xuan and others stayed to wait for the Queen's fate.
All the imperial doctors looked at each other, looking at the ghost doctor with a somewhat unkind look. This little old man could actually cure the emperor. They, the old imperial doctors who came from a family of imperial doctors, were all slapped in the face.
Wen Yao asked Yuan Rui to help the old man eat, then turned to look at the imperial doctors with cold eyes.
"My lords, you have also seen that my master is obsessed with medical books and is not very proficient in the ways of the world. This is also the reason why he has achieved such success.
I know your thoughts. What you can't do and others have done it is your incompetence and you will be held accountable by the emperor.
But this is not my master's fault. My master has a good temper, but it does not mean that I have a good temper. Whoever dares to take credit and play tricks, I will say something ugly first. I dare to quarrel with King Xuan. I will kill all of you imperial doctors.
You also died in vain.
If you don’t believe it, just try it.”
The faces of Wen Yao and all the imperial doctors were sarcastic, and Wen Yao could see through their little thoughts.
Wen Yao waited for them to digest for a while, then continued: "Of course, we are all doctors, and it is not easy. As a human being, if you treat me with sincerity, I am not unreasonable. If you have many friends and many paths, I am not unreasonable."
I want to fight against you.
Whether you want to be a friend or an opponent, it all depends on how you choose. My master is very generous, and his research results are also willing to be accepted by more people and help more people. He will not hide his secrets, but who will pass them on?
You have to agree with me, I don’t want to take advantage of you."
The eyes of all the imperial doctors lit up, and they immediately smiled: "Don't worry, Mr. Qingyue, we are all doctors, and we have great respect for your master's medical skills. Your master is willing to give you some advice, which is a great kindness to the entire medical community."
Wen Yao sneered: "Don't say those empty words. My master is great, but I am stingy. It's late today. Let's all rest. Time will tell people's hearts. If you want to learn from my master's skills, you have to show me your sincerity."
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"Okay, Mr. Qingyue will also take a rest. I'll take my leave."
Wen Yao nodded. She was the first to do the bad thing. The ghost doctor is introverted. She would be bullied by these human beings when she was not around for a while. She had to protect him like a child.
Wen Yao benefited a lot from the fate forged over a bowl of meat porridge, so she had to be responsible for the old man to the end.
She also wanted to thank King Xuan, a pig-headed man, for helping her find the person. He was a good man!
Wen Yao stretched himself. After staying up so late, he took the time to take a rest.
Suddenly I saw a group of people walking towards me in a hurry. Under the light, I could clearly see it was Mr. Zhao and his brother. Is something wrong?
Wen Yao stopped going to bed and followed her.
They went straight to the room where the medicine was boiled. Mr. Zhao waved his hand: "Control everyone and thoroughly check all the medicines. Where is the imperial doctor?"
Wen Yao stepped forward: "I, I am the doctor invited by the queen. Everyone calls me Mr. Qingyue. You must know me, right?"
Mr. Zhao nodded. He had been saying recently that Prince Yuan personally invited him back. Unexpectedly, he had already entered the palace.
"What happened? Did these slaves make a mistake?"
Wen Chen said: "We suspect that there are spies from foreign races in the medical room, who are taking advantage of the opportunity of brewing medicine to murder the emperor."
"Oh my God, this matter needs to be thoroughly investigated. No wonder the emperor has always been bad. It turns out that it is the aliens who are responsible."
Mr. Zhao said: "Mr. Qingyue is here, please check the medicine the emperor wants to take."
"good."
Wen Yao checked carefully, but found no abnormalities, the medicine was correct, and there was no problem with the temperature of the medicine.
She was silent. If the aliens could hide here for many days, they would definitely not be discovered so easily.
But how can the poison be introduced silently?
She looked at the servants who were making the medicine. They were all in groups of three, monitoring each other in case the emperor's medicine went wrong. Ordinarily, there shouldn't be a chance to attack them?
Unless all three of them are spies from a foreign race, the chance is very small. If they were all spies, the emperor would not be alive now.
Just when Wen Yao couldn't think of a way, Wen Chen couldn't stop and checked around. The long knife on his waist accidentally knocked the medicine jar to the ground.
Wen Yao subconsciously slapped him on the back of the head: "Tell me, you are so careless and can't you be more careful?"
Wen Chen was stunned by the beating. Why did it feel like being beaten by a big sister?
But Wen Yao pushed him away and stared at the medicine jar in trance. Then she squatted down and picked up the handle of the medicine stove. It turned out to be hollow inside. She suddenly realized: "So that's it!"
Suddenly, a eunuch who was boiling medicine fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth. He committed suicide out of fear of crime.
Mr. Zhao hurriedly ordered: "Save people quickly and keep them alive."
Wen Yao quickly stepped forward and gave him an antidote pill to relieve the toxin first. Since he was a spy from a foreign race, his role was very important. Only if he was alive could he interrogate more clues.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Qingyue."
"I'll see what kind of poison he has in him later. It's only temporarily relieved now and he won't die soon."
Wen Chen: "As long as he doesn't die, I can pry his mouth open within two days."
"What if it can't be pried open? You can die if you keep a low profile!"
Wen Chen: "..."
This Mr. Qingyue has such a bad temper.
Mr. Zhao cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir."
"That's right. Although this kid is irritable, it's his fault for discovering the clues. The merits and demerits are equal to each other. Young man, please teach him more. Mr. Zhao gave him more opportunities. Thank you for your hard work."
Mr. Zhao was wondering why he was entrusting the younger generation like an elder, "That's right, as long as Mr. Qingyue doesn't mind."
"No, I scold him for his own good. I'm too lazy to scold other people."
Wen Chen: "Thank you very much."
Wen Yao rolled her eyes at him. She said she had another big harvest tonight. She caught a foreign spy and made a great contribution. That was good.
Finally I can rest assured.
It's just that the hand of this foreigner is also stretched too long. The emperor's eunuch who brews medicine can also arrange his hand. It's really scary to think about it!
Too many things happened that night. Wen Yao slept until she woke up naturally. Mr. Ghost Doctor was old and had little sleep. He had breakfast and was waiting for her.
Yuan Rui accompanied him personally and was very curious about this ghost doctor.
The ghost doctor doesn't talk much, is shy and introverted, is an academic talent, and likes to study medical skills, but is not good at dealing with people.
Wen Yao woke up and took a quick shower. After all, it was a palace, so it was just fine.
"Master, morning."
"Hey, morning, disciple, when can we leave?"
The ghost doctor relies heavily on Wen Yao, and only with him can he feel safe.
"You can leave when the emperor wakes up. Master, you will live in my house from now on and I will take care of you in your old age."
The ghost doctor's eyes were red. He had no children in his life, and his family had given up on him. He only had medical skills. He had an apprentice to support him when he was old. God would treat him well.
"Okay, master will follow you and not go anywhere. Master will enjoy the blessing of his apprentice."