Chapter 406 Treatment
Weiyang Palace.
As Jiang Huan calmed down, a sharp and urgent electronic alarm suddenly sounded in her mind.
"Warning! Warning! Host He Ling's vital signs are rapidly declining! An unknown neurotoxin has invaded! Unable to clear it on its own!"
"Requesting external intervention! Requesting external intervention!"
Jiang Huan's face instantly turned even paler than when she was frightened. The system rarely spoke to her directly, bypassing He Ling, so she must be desperate at this moment.
She didn't dare delay for a moment and immediately called out, "Xiao Zhao, quick, prepare the sedan chair! We're going to Consort Hui's palace."
Just as she finished shouting, Jiang Huan saw the imperial physician that Xiao Zhao had called earlier arrive.
Seeing this, she quickly said, "Come with me."
The imperial physician was completely bewildered, having no idea what had happened. But seeing the Imperial Noble Consort's panicked expression, he dared not ask any more questions and quickly bowed, replying, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty, I obey your decree."
Ignoring her still somewhat weak body, Jiang Huan quickly went out the door, sat in the sedan chair that had been prepared, and urged the sedan chair bearers to go to He Ling's place as quickly as possible.
The imperial physician, carrying his medicine chest, followed behind, completely bewildered and panting.
As soon as they arrived at the palace gate, they heard the panicked cries of palace servants coming from inside.
Jiang Huan's heart sank. Before the sedan chair had come to a complete stop, she lifted the curtain and quickly stepped inside.
He Ling was lying on the couch, her face was bluish-purple, her lips were black, her body was twitching slightly, and a trace of dark blood foam was oozing from the corner of her mouth. Her breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
Jiang Huan rushed to the bedside, her voice trembling without her even realizing it, and said to the imperial physician who followed her, "Quickly, take a look at her!"
The imperial physician rushed forward to take his pulse. After a moment, his expression changed drastically, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he knelt down with a thud.
"Your Majesty, the poison that Consort Hui has been afflicted with is extremely cunning and potent. This old minister... this old minister is of limited knowledge and ability, and truly... truly powerless to save her..."
When Jiang Huan heard the imperial physician's verdict, she could barely breathe.
Looking at He Ling, who was barely breathing on the bed, she was overwhelmed by a strong sense of self-reproach.
It's all because of her. The assassin was clearly after her, and He Ling was implicated because of her.
At the same time, the system was issuing alarms that were on the verge of collapse, completely losing its usual mechanical feel.
"Warning! Warning! The host's vital signs are about to drop to zero. The toxins have fully invaded the heart and meridians. Conventional medical treatments are ineffective!"
"Emergency Plan: The universal antidote needs to be redeemed immediately. It has been detected that the bound host, He Ling, has sufficient available points, meeting the redemption requirements!"
"However, the host has completely lost consciousness and is unable to confirm the exchange command independently. The exchange program is locked, and the host's life countdown is 60 seconds!"
The system's screams nearly pierced Jiang Huan's brain, jolting her awake from her panic.
I have enough points! There's hope!
"Everyone out!" Jiang Huan looked up and ordered everyone in the hall, "Everyone retreat outside the hall! No one is allowed to enter without my permission. Xiao Zhao, guard the hall gate!"
The imperial physicians and palace servants were startled by Jiang Huan's sudden stern rebuke. Although they didn't understand why, seeing her unprecedentedly fierce expression, they dared not disobey and hurriedly scrambled out.
Xiao Zhao immediately closed the palace doors and stood guard outside anxiously.
In an instant, only Jiang Huan and the unconscious He Ling remained in the hall. Jiang Huan immediately rushed to the bedside and urgently shouted to the system, "System, use He Ling's points to exchange for the antidote immediately, quick!"
The system's scream in my mind stopped abruptly, seemingly stunned by the sudden command, followed by a programmed response.
"Command received. Applicant identity verification failed. Not bound to host He Ling. Command permission verification failed. Cannot be executed according to the rules..."
"Attempt to reject the order... Error... Applicant Jiang Huan has a special status, initiating a secondary protocol."
"Ding—Redeem successful!"
Even the system's own electronic voice was filled with unbelievable chaos.
"Emergency inspection of applicant Jiang Huan's permissions, permission level: SSS! Higher than the system's normal management protocol!"
"Permission source: Unknown! Binding relationship: Unknown!"
Jiang Huan had no time to pay attention to the system's shock. She immediately gave the order: "Can you stop talking so much? Quickly give He Ling the medicine!"
"Command confirmed! Immediately administer the universal antidote to host He Ling!"
A faint, soft white light flashed, and a small, transparent vial appeared out of thin air beside He Ling's neck and was automatically injected.
Almost instantly, the terrifying bluish-purple color on He Ling's face faded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although she was still pale, the deathly aura had dissipated.
She let out a soft whimper, spitting out a small mouthful of dark, stagnant blood, before her breathing gradually became steady and long.
Jiang Huan watched as He Ling's chest began to rise and fall rhythmically. Her legs went weak, and she slumped onto the footstool by the couch. Her back was completely soaked with cold sweat, and she was panting heavily, as if she had just finished running a marathon.
She didn't dare to delay, quickly composed herself, cleaned the empty medicine tube, and then took a deep breath, trying to restore her voice to calm.
"Xiao Zhao, summon the imperial physician!"
The imperial physician cautiously re-entered the hall and examined He Ling's pulse again. The moment his fingers touched her, his face showed a look of utter shock, as if he had seen a ghost.
"This...this...this...the pulse...is stable? How is that possible? I clearly saw it just now..."
Jiang Huan mentally commanded the system: "System, confuse his memory of what just happened, make him think that he was the one who saved him."
"Instructions received, in progress... Short-term memory modification complete."
The imperial physician swayed for a moment, his eyes momentarily dazed, but then his mind cleared. When he looked at He Ling again, his face showed relief at surviving a disaster and a hint of self-satisfaction.
"Just now, the situation was extremely dangerous. Consort Hui's life was hanging by a thread. Fortunately, this old minister risked his life to use the secret acupuncture technique passed down from my sect, supplemented by a unique antidote. By sheer luck, I managed to pull the Consort back from the brink of death. It was truly a blessing from heaven!"
Jiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression remained unchanged. She simply waved her hand wearily and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Imperial Physician. If Consort Hui recovers, you will be credited with the greatest contribution. Go and write the prescription. If any medicinal herbs are needed, just go to the Imperial Hospital to get them."
"Your humble servant obeys and will do his utmost!" The imperial physician respectfully withdrew, secretly proud of his "superb medical skills."
At this moment, He Ling on the bed let out a soft groan, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were initially somewhat confused and unfocused, but when they focused and she saw Jiang Huan standing by the bedside, tears streamed down her face.
"Your Majesty... Waaah..." Her voice was weak and hoarse. She tried to reach out and grab Jiang Huan, but she had no strength. "I... I thought I was going to die and never see you again."
When Jiang Huan saw that she had woken up, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down completely. Her nose tingled with emotion, and she held her cold hand, gently comforting her.
"It's alright, it's alright, the poison has been neutralized. The imperial physician said that with proper rest, you'll be fine. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered like this..."
“It’s not Your Highness’s fault…” He Ling shook her head, crying, her tears falling even more fiercely, “Those assassins were just too wicked… Waaah…”
Just as the two, having survived the ordeal, were holding hands and gazing at each other with tears in their eyes, overwhelmed with emotion, the palace doors were suddenly pushed open with a bang.
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