Miss Su, it's time to come back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with me

Su Qingli only felt a buzzing in her ears: "What happened?"

"Your brother went to kill a snake demon that was wreaking havoc on the village to earn a government bounty, but the demon bit him in the throat and poisoned him. The city doctor said he wouldn't survive midnight!"

My younger brother has been weak since childhood. He has been accompanied by pen and ink all day long and has never even held the hilt of a sword. Yet, he went to kill a snake demon for the reward.

I guess he had to do this to raise money to pay off his family's debts.

No wonder her brother acted out of character last night, suddenly taking off the longevity lock from his neck and tying it around her wrist, saying, "Sister, don't worry about anything from now on. I'll protect you."

Su Qingli felt dizzy and almost fell down, tears falling like beads from a broken string.

She felt extremely regretful. Why didn't she ask more questions? Why didn't she look at him more?

"Miss Su, you should hurry to the clinic and take your brother home so he can see his family for the last time."

Su Qingli pinched herself hard and swallowed the sob in her throat. Her father lost his appetite and her mother was in tears. If they knew the news, the family would be completely broken up.

Is it true that this snake venom cannot be cured?

A light bulb went off in her head, and she suddenly remembered that her father had mentioned that there was an old imperial physician in the palace with extraordinary medical skills. He could use a golden needle to cure all kinds of poisons in the world and even save people with broken heart meridians. He was nicknamed "Poison-Seeing Sorrow".

In the past, her father might have been able to hire the old imperial physician, but now the Su family is in poverty, and she can't even get into the side door of the Imperial Hospital, let alone save her brother's life.

Su Qingli looked at the carved wooden door. The powerful Prime Minister was now within reach. If he only moved his finger...

Her thin shoulders rose and fell violently several times, and she pushed open the door with trembling hands. Dignity and decency were insignificant in the face of her brother's life.

Fu Xuechen stroked the white jade ring, and every sob of Su Qingli just now fell into his ears.

Seeing her come back at this moment, he didn't even frown, but instead waited for her next move with interest.

Su Qingli bit the tip of her tongue until the taste of rust spread in her mouth: "Do you really think the Prime Minister is taking me as his concubine?"

Fu Xuechen's fingertips brushed the blood flowing from her lips, and there seemed to be cold stars twinkling in his eyes, as if he was mocking her innocence, and as if he was enjoying her current embarrassment.

The complex emotions in his eyes were frightening: "Seriously."

Su Qingli suddenly kowtowed heavily: "I have another unwelcome request. I hope that the Prime Minister can let the old imperial physician in the palace treat my brother's snake venom."

She clenched her palms tightly, fearing that Fu Xuechen would refuse. After all, he only wanted to humiliate her, so how could he save her relatives?

Fu Xuechen's eyes were like knives, scraping across her face inch by inch.

"You dare to put forward conditions? It seems that you are ready to give me your whole body and heart?"

The only words echoing in Su Qingli's ears were "my brother won't survive midnight", so how could she have the mind to think about the deeper meaning of Fu Xuechen's words?

She said eagerly, "I understand."

…

Fu Xuechen took Su Qingli into his carriage.

In the carriage, the two sat face to face. After discovering that the route was wrong, Su Qingli was ashamed and angry.

"This isn't the way to the Imperial Hospital. If the Prime Minister doesn't want to save anyone, why is he playing tricks on me?"

Fu Xuechen opened his eyes, which had been pretending to sleep, and there was ice in his eyes: "I have ordered someone to take your brother from the medical officer to the old imperial physician's residence."

Su Qingli then realized that it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the old imperial physician had probably retired long ago and was no longer on duty at the Imperial Hospital.

She lowered her eyes and softened her tone: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

Fu Xuechen's eyes were deep, and he glanced at her chest intentionally or unintentionally: "It's okay, I will slowly get it back from you."

Su Qingli was stunned for a moment, but didn't have time to think about it.

She was extremely worried. She was sending someone to the old imperial physician's house so late at night, disturbing his sweet sleep. What if the old imperial physician stopped seeing patients?

Amidst anxiety, the carriage finally arrived at the old imperial physician's residence.

At the same time, his younger brother Su Zhaoming was also brought over by a carriage. Su Qingli hurriedly jumped off the car and watched his unconscious brother being carried down on a stretcher.

His face had long lost all color, and there was a cut on his neck with a large pool of blood, which looked shocking.

Su Qingli ran forward to check, her voice choked with sobs: "Brother!"

The guards at the door of the old imperial physician shouted, "Who are you? Take this sick man away quickly! Our imperial physician has retired and will not see any more patients!"

Su Qingli held her brother's cold hand and begged, "Please go and inform them, let..."

Halfway through her words, the guard raised a knife to her throat and said, "You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

With a flash of cold light, the blade pierced through the chest, blood mist gushed out, the smell of rust rushed into the nostrils, and Su Qingli staggered back.

Su Qingli watched helplessly as the guard who had just threatened her with a knife was stabbed through the body by Fu Xuechen's men, her eyes full of disbelief.

The other guards all raised their sword handles and stood on guard, with the tips of their swords pointing at Su Qingli.

At this time, Fu Xuechen got off the carriage, his tall figure was like a cold mountain.

"You won't save my people?"

Several guards showed terrified expressions, and instantly collapsed. They knelt on the ground and said, "I wonder if it is the Prime Minister who has come to visit us? We will immediately... immediately inform him."

Su Qingli looked at the guards who were terrified, and then looked at the guards bleeding on the ground.

It is difficult to associate the Fu Xuechen in front of him with the person who used to apologize even when the corner of his clothes was splashed with tea.

Fu Xuechen followed her line of sight, lowered his eyes to look at the person on the ground, and said leisurely: "He is just a dog who relies on the power of others."

Su Qingli suddenly shuddered. Could it be that his words were targeting their family?

That's right, how could a vindictive and ruthless person like him let go of the Su family who humiliated him?

I'm afraid I'll have to wait until she enters the mansion and then slowly take revenge on her.

Soon, the old imperial physician was escorted out by a group of guards. He was still wearing his pajamas and had obviously just woken up.

He glanced at the guards who were begging for help on the ground, and actually smiled and nodded to Fu Xuechen: "Don't blame me, Prime Minister. It's the subordinates in the mansion who are ignorant."

Is this still the imperial physician my father mentioned who was so arrogant because of his superb medical skills?

Fu Xuechen frowned and said, "Save people first."

The old imperial physician hurried over to help Su Zhaoming with his diagnosis and ordered, "Hurry and bring him into the palace. If you're any later, the poison will spread to his heart and lungs."

"Please follow me to the palace, Your Excellency."

…

After treating the patient, the old imperial physician wiped his sweat and came forward to report: "Master Prime Minister, the toxins in the patient's body have been cleared, but his internal organs have been damaged. He needs to be observed for a period of time."

"Well, you go and rest first." Fu Xuechen nodded.

Su Qingli finally let go of her worries. She sat on the edge of the bed, holding Su Zhaoming's hand tightly.

Fu Xuechen stepped forward and said coldly: "Miss Su, it's time to follow me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."