The young man's face had turned somewhat pale, as if he were in even greater discomfort, perhaps due to nervousness.

Song Tangxue had already sensed it, but she simply took out the medicine she carried with her.

"Eating this in your chin will relieve a lot of your discomfort."

The young man ate it without hesitation, while the old man became even more nervous.

He quickly continued, "We are all family here, so I hope you can tell me the truth!"

"The young master is in this state because of poisoning, and it's something he was born with."

Song Tangxue answered decisively, and then took out her acupuncture kit, which contained many needles.

She didn't speak, but instead focused intently on performing acupuncture on him.

Perhaps due to the combination of the medicine he had just taken and the acupuncture treatment having taken effect, the young man's complexion had actually improved somewhat.

He himself had already sensed it, and looked at his grandfather with some surprise.

The old man was extremely excited and looked at Song Tangxue in disbelief.

Song Tangxue was still receiving acupuncture, but once all the needles were done, she would have some free time to talk to them.

"It would be an exaggeration to describe him as terminally ill. If it weren't for his illustrious family background and the inexhaustible supply of precious medicinal herbs to replenish his body, he probably wouldn't have lived past the age of three."

Song Tangxue always spoke bluntly, and as soon as she said this, the young man coughed again.

"Don't be nervous. Now that you've met me, I'll definitely help you solve the problem. The first thing is to find out what kind of poison this is."

Song Tangxue understood why he was acting this way, so she calmed the young man down and then continued her sermon.

"And now that you're in a situation, I have something that can stabilize things."

This finally put their minds at ease.

The old man was certainly of high status, yet at this moment he shed tears like an excited old man.

"If that's true, then you are a great benefactor to our family!"

He lost his son in middle age, leaving him with only one bloodline, a young man, so he has been raising him with great care all these years.

I had already given up hope, but I never expected to hear about Song Tangxue's name.

The young man was also surprised and looked at Song Tangxue in disbelief.

"Are you telling the truth? Is there still hope for me to live?"

He certainly couldn't believe it, after all, he had already accepted in his heart that he had been sentenced to death by the Grim Reaper.

Upon hearing this, the old man became even more agitated, immediately kneeling on the ground and facing an eastern direction, saying something unintelligible.

Song Tangxue couldn't understand their language, but she knew it must be an expression of gratitude to heaven.

After the old man got up again, he said happily to Song Tangxue.

"Thank you so much, young lady, you saved our entire family!"

As he spoke, he performed a gesture of respect to Song Tangxue that no one could understand, and then continued excitedly.

"No need for further words, I will definitely repay your kindness with my actions!"

Taking this opportunity, Song Tangxue spoke earnestly.

"These things are no longer needed. I never expect anything in return for healing and saving lives."

As she spoke, she went to the table next to her and said, "Prepare paper and ink for me; I want to write down a prescription."

Upon hearing this, the servants nearby immediately went to make preparations.

The old man hesitated slightly, and just to be on the safe side, he added...

"We hope this young lady will go all the way and help us get the medicine ourselves; that would be much safer!"

"Please don't mind, young lady." The young man seemed to agree, after all, people of their status had many things to be careful about.

Song Tangxue could understand, of course. She had been too naive before, thinking that everyone who was kind to her was a good person.

Little do people know that for some, all this kindness is just a mask, and beneath that mask lies an incredibly ugly heart!

"Alright, but I also have to take care of the people, so I hope you won't mind."

Song Tangxue expressed her understanding, but also stated her own request, saying that this was the perfect opportunity.

Since things had come to this point, the old man naturally couldn't stop them and could only nod in agreement.

However, after the young man left, she consulted the doctor several more times to ensure that her grandson could be saved.

Song Tangxue always gave a firm answer, and she personally prepared the medicine in the presence of the old man.

She even personally brewed the medicine, and only after the young man drank it did the old man's brow relax.

"Now that you've taken the medicine, you should rest well. I'll take you out first."

The old man finally revealed what Song Tangxue was thinking: she was still concerned about the people and wanted to go and see them as soon as possible.

Upon hearing this, Song Tangxue finally breathed a sigh of relief. Without saying anything, she cooperated and left.

She was personally escorted by the old man's men to the former camp, which was where the common people were treated.

When Physician Liu saw Song Tangxue return, he immediately became excited.

"That's great, it seems there are no problems over there, right?"

Song Tangxue nodded calmly, but then asked, "How are the patients here?"

"Let's go take a look first, and talk as we go."

Physician Liu quickly replied, but it was clear from his expression that the patients had stabilized.

They have weathered this crisis and reduced casualties considerably.

The news that Song Tangxue had been safely sent away had already reached the palace, and the Third Prince believed that this was an excellent opportunity.

"We can use this girl and have her inquire for us. Given time, once we take action, we'll be halfway there!"

"This Miss Song has been kind to me twice. How can I take advantage of her?"

The Emperor refused decisively, but understanding the Third Prince's intentions, he spoke again.

"It's still early, we still have time to figure out a solution, so don't worry."

"When it comes to matters of state, there is no one who is not urgent. I urge Your Majesty to reconsider!"

The Third Prince, however, was unusually serious and put pressure on the Emperor directly.

As he spoke, he knelt down on the ground and continued his sermon solemnly.

"This is the safest approach; otherwise, if we had used other methods, there would likely have been even more casualties!"

"You don't need to talk about this anymore. There's no turning back. If there's nothing else, you may leave."

The Emperor's face was extremely grim, but he remained firm in his stance, directly refusing the Third Prince and turning him away.

The Third Prince was also seething with anger, never expecting the Emperor to go against him this time.

He didn't even leave his luggage behind; instead, he simply got up, turned around, and left.

The head eunuch standing nearby, seeing this, was filled with worry and quickly reminded the emperor.

"Your Highness is clearly very angry this time. Why must Your Majesty speak so harshly?"

"Miss Song has been so good to me, I absolutely cannot let her feel disheartened, no one else can."