Chapter 55 Ling Zixia borrows medicine to recruit the imperial physician

After Zhao Wuji issued the thunderous order, the whole scene fell into a solemn atmosphere.

The guard leader Zhang Mo immediately took the order and personally stepped forward to drag the young eunuch away, who still had a dazed expression.

Soon, the muffled sound of sticks hitting flesh and a short, shrill scream were heard in the distance.

Everyone present knew that a vibrant life had disappeared silently under the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhao Wuji's face was still gloomy, and he seemed to be still angry at Defei's audacity.

Zhao Wenxuan quickly walked to Ling Zixia's side, his eyes full of concern and fear.

"Are you okay? Are you really hurt anywhere just now?" he asked in a low voice, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his tone.

Ling Zixia shook her head gently, her face still looking pale and weak.

"Thank you for your concern, sir. I am just a little tired, nothing serious."

As she spoke, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed softly twice, as if the coughing up blood just now had exhausted all her strength.

Doctor Sun, who had been standing nearby with a very grim expression, finally found an opportunity to speak.

He stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wenxuan.

"Prime Minister, Young Master, although Concubine Ling has regained consciousness, she has just suffered a heart attack and is in critical condition. She needs to be treated with medicine as soon as possible."

There was a hint of urgency in his words, as if he was trying to make amends for his previous error in judgment.

Zhao Wuji nodded when he heard this. He glanced at Ling Zixia's shaky appearance and felt that she was right.

"Well, Doctor Sun, what you said makes sense. You should immediately prescribe the best prescription and make sure that Auntie recovers as soon as possible."

Doctor Sun immediately bowed in response and turned around to write a prescription and get some medicine.

However, Ling Zixia spoke in an extremely weak voice at this time.

"Prime Minister...wait a minute..."

Everyone's attention was focused on her again, wondering what surprising move she would make next.

With Qing'er's support, Ling Zixia managed to stand up straight. She nodded slightly to Doctor Sun.

"I... dare not trouble Imperial Physician Sun."

Doctor Sun's face darkened. He felt that this woman was deliberately opposing him and challenging his authority.

"What do you mean, Aunt? Don't you trust my medical skills?" There was a hint of displeasure in his voice.

Ling Zixia waved her hands quickly and explained in an extremely humble tone.

"Doctor Sun has misunderstood. Your medical skills are superb and known to everyone in the capital."

"It's just...it's just that my body has been a little special since I was young. Ordinary medicine and stones are not only useless to me, but harmful."

Her words cleverly attributed the problem to her "mysterious" physique, leaving Doctor Sun with no way to refute.

Doctor Sun snorted coldly, obviously not believing such nonsense.

"That's nonsense. I've been practicing medicine for decades, and I've never heard of anyone with a constitution so special that they can't be treated with medicine."

Zhao Wenxuan also looked at Ling Zixia with some confusion. He felt that it was safest to let her receive treatment.

Ling Zixia looked at everyone's suspicious eyes and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

She slowly stretched out her right hand and showed the back of her hand that had just been scalded by the tea to everyone.

The back of her hand, which should have been red, swollen and blistered, was now as smooth as before, without a single scar.

"Everyone, please look." Her voice was soft but clear.

"The scalding hot tea just now would be enough to cause an ordinary person's skin to ulcerate, but I am safe and sound."

"It's not because I have thick skin and flesh, but because my bloodline can dissolve some external damage on its own."

"But precisely because of this, ordinary medicines entering my body will be dissolved by the power of my bloodline, and may even cause unpredictable changes."

Her explanation once again blamed everything on the illusory "Bloodline of the King of Medicine", making it impossible to refute.

Doctor Sun looked at the back of her hand that was intact, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Although he didn't check it carefully just now, he took a glance and saw that it was obviously a serious burn. How could it be healed in such a short time?

Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wenxuan were once again shocked by Ling Zixia's "magic", and they believed her words a little more.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ling Zixia turned the topic to her real purpose.

She looked at Doctor Sun and spoke in a very sincere tone.

"So, it's not that I don't trust Doctor Sun, but I don't dare to joke with my own life."

"However...I have long admired Doctor Sun's acupuncture skills."

"When my father was still alive, he once said that Doctor Sun's golden needle technique had reached the highest level, capable of reviving the dead."

In her words, she first explained why she couldn't use medicine, and then praised Dr. Sun's acupuncture skills, giving him enough face.

When Doctor Sun heard this, the anger on his face really dissipated for the most part, replaced by a hint of complacency.

His acupuncture skills were indeed his lifelong pride, and he felt extremely benefited to receive recognition from the "King of Medicine".

Ling Zixia continued in that weak yet sincere tone.

"My qi and blood just went backwards, damaging my heart meridians. Ordinary medicine is useless, but if I could get Doctor Sun to use golden needles to straighten out the disordered qi and blood, I'm sure it would be twice as effective with half the effort."

This proposal not only solved her problem of not being able to take medicine, but also gave Doctor Sun an opportunity to demonstrate his superb medical skills.

Doctor Sun had completely accepted this plan in his heart, but on the surface he still stroked his beard in a reserved manner.

"Hmm... what Auntie said does make some sense. In that case, I will give you acupuncture once."

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji nodded. He felt that this method was the safest.

Doctor Sun immediately took out his own golden needles from the medicine box. It was a set of slender silver needles of different lengths, shining with a faint golden light.

He asked Qing'er to help Ling Zixia sit on a stone bench nearby, and then he stood behind Ling Zixia.

He took out a three-inch-long golden needle, twisted it between his fingers, and prepared to start acupuncture from the Fengfu point on the back of Ling Zixia's neck.

Just as the tip of his needle was about to pierce Ling Zixia's skin, Ling Zixia suddenly spoke in an extremely weak voice.

"Doctor Sun...I...I dare to ask you a favor."

Doctor Sun paused and asked impatiently.

"What else does Auntie need?"

Ling Zixia didn't look back, she just spoke softly.

"My body is special, and I am extremely sensitive to things related to metal and stone."

"Please... please, Imperial Physician, let me touch this golden needle before you begin, so that my body can adjust to it."

This request sounds a bit strange, but considering her previous unusual behavior, it seems reasonable.

Although Doctor Sun felt that this was a bit unnecessary, in order to avoid any accidents, he still handed the golden needle to Ling Zixia.

Ling Zixia stretched out her hand and gently pinched the needle with her two slender jade fingers.

The moment her fingers touched the golden needle, an invisible force, which only she could perceive, silently flowed out of her body and instantly merged into the golden needle.

The appearance of the golden needle has not changed at all, and it still emits a faint golden glow.

After Ling Zixia did this, she returned the golden needle to Doctor Sun with a grateful smile on her face.

"Thank you, Doctor."

Doctor Sun didn't think much about it. He picked up the golden needle again, pointed the tip of the needle at Ling Zixia's Fengfuxue, and then stabbed it steadily.

However, the moment the needle tip pierced the skin, Doctor Sun's face suddenly changed.

He only felt an extremely cold breath, passing along the golden needle, from the end of the needle to his finger like lightning.

The cold air was so overbearing that it instantly invaded his meridians, causing the three fingers holding the golden needle to lose all sensation in an instant and become extremely stiff.

He was horrified and instinctively wanted to pull out the golden needle.

But he was horrified to find that his fingers seemed to be stuck to the golden needle and he couldn't let go at all.

And that cold and gloomy air was still spreading upwards along his arm at a terrifying speed.

In just a few breaths, his entire right arm became as stiff and numb as ice, unable to move.

He watched helplessly as the golden needle he was so proud of turned into a chain that dragged him into the abyss.

He raised his head in horror and looked at Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wenxuan. He wanted to call for help.

But he found that his throat seemed to be frozen by the cold air and he couldn't utter a word.

His face showed unprecedented fear and despair.

Ling Zixia, in this dead silence, slowly turned her head.

She looked at Doctor Sun's face, which was distorted by fear, and smiled an innocent, harmless smile with a hint of apology.

"Oh, Doctor Sun, what's wrong with you?"

"From your appearance, it seems that...an old illness has relapsed?"