Chapter 82 Chapter 82 He was so blocked that he couldn’t even breathe.
By the time the Imperial Physicians arrived, Yuan Fuxue had already made Xie Tingyu drink a whole bowl of Ni Lin Dan and used acupuncture to force out some of the poisonous blood.
But even so, the results were minimal.
Xie Tingyu's breathing was as thin as a thread, his face was as pale as paper, and the purple-black color on his lips did not fade but deepened. It was obvious that the situation was even more critical.
Yuan Fuxue silently put away the silver needles and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. Others saw that he looked calm, but only he knew how his fingertips had trembled uncontrollably as he had applied the needle.
She had performed acupuncture many times, but never had she felt as cautious as she did at this moment. If a needle fell wrongly, it could ruin her last chance of survival.
He stood up and bowed to everyone. "Fuxue has done everything he can. However, Madam Tingyu is suffering from a combination of injuries and poison. We still need the combined efforts of the doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau to treat her."
At this moment, four doctors rushed in from outside.
The leader had a youthful face and white hair, a slightly hunched back, but her eyes were bright and sharp. She bowed to Xie Qingyan and said, "Your humble servant greets Grand Tutor Xie. May I ask where your daughter is?"
Xie Qingyan extended his sleeve and invited him, "Thank you, Doctor Bao. Please follow me."
After washing her hands, Bao Gu leaned over to examine Xie Tingyu. She first looked at his eyelids, then carefully examined the wounds on his chest and legs. Finally, she took his pulse with three fingers and closed her eyes for a moment.
She turned to Xie Qingyan and said, "Although your daughter's injuries are serious, especially the penetrating wounds to her chest and abdomen and the lacerations to the back of her legs, I can sew them up now. With time to recuperate, she should be able to recover."
She exchanged a glance with Zhang Xiu'gu, who had accompanied her. The veteran physician, who had served three dynasties, stepped forward, his silver hair trembling slightly in the candlelight. "But your daughter's poison is dangerous. Even if we return to the Imperial Medical Bureau to prescribe medicine for treatment, I'm afraid it won't be enough to save her."
"Take a closer look at this poison. The wound is all black, and your beloved's brow is furrowed. I suspect this poison is mixed with the nightmare-inducing Dream Soul Inducer, which can trap the victim in a dreamland without them realizing it, and then slowly penetrate their internal organs, corroding their bones and gnawing at their heart."
Before he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Wang Qiwu's eyes instantly turned red. Yuan Fuxue stood quietly in front of the bed, his eyes fixed on Xie Tingyu's pale face.
Zhang Xiu Gu suddenly changed the subject, "However, everything is mutually exclusive, and there are miraculous medicines that can solve the problem."
She thought for a moment before saying, "During the reign of the previous emperor, he obtained three miraculous pills that could cure all poisons. He used one for himself, gave one to others, and buried the last one with him."
Looking up at the people in the room, Zhang Xiu Gu sighed heavily, "The person who was rewarded with this medicine died on the frontier battlefield ten years ago. Even if he were here, she would be so arrogant and reckless that she probably wouldn't be able to find the medicine."
Hearing this, Xie Qingyan felt a surge of weakness. Ever since she took over the Chenjun Xie Clan, she had always worked diligently, doing her utmost to plan everything. Even when she encountered setbacks along the way, she was able to overcome them calmly. But she had never felt as heavy as she did at this moment. She felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, and she could barely breathe.
Xie Qingyan closed his eyes and thought for a moment. When he opened them again, his vision was clear and he bowed to the doctors. "Thank you all for coming to treat me tonight. Doctor Bao, please sew up my daughter's wound."
When his eyes swept over the person on the couch, his hands hidden under his wide sleeves clenched into fists.
She would never let this Xianbei human trafficking incident go. Deep down, she felt an urge to rush in with her sword drawn, search for all the aristocratic families involved, and execute them on the spot.
"Wait a minute, everyone—"
A clear sound came from outside.
Lord Xie walked in quickly, his coat in hand, his eyes fixed on Xie Qingyan. "My wife, do you still remember the banquet for Tingyu's first birthday?"
"Of course I remember. Why did Bian Wei ask this?"
He turned to ask Zhang Xiu Gu anxiously, "Doctor, was it Captain Wang Xuanji who was given the elixir back then?"
Zhang Xiu Gu's face was filled with surprise, and she nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"
Lord Xie took out a jade-inlaid brocade box from his bosom and solemnly presented it to Zhang Xiu'gu with both hands. "Back then, Tingyu accidentally ate a poisonous mushroom, and fortunately, Captain Wang gave him this elixir. I only used half of it at the time, and I have kept the rest carefully until now."
Zhang Xiu Gu quickly took the brocade box, examined it carefully, and exclaimed with delight, "Great kindness! Your daughter is truly blessed with great fortune. Who could have imagined that Captain Wang Xuanji's kindness from back then would be repeated today!"
Everyone immediately dissolved the elixir in warm water and carefully fed it to Xie Tingyu.
Bao Gu decisively dismissed the outsiders and took them behind the screen. When she was about to call for help, Yuan Fuxue volunteered to help by handing needle and thread.
Everyone outside was waiting anxiously.
Xie Qingyan led Lord Xie aside and asked in a low voice, "Why did Bian Wei suddenly think of this elixir?"
Lord Xie's gaze continued to flicker behind the screen, and he also replied quietly, "My wife, you don't know. Ever since the birthday banquet, I've carefully stored the remaining medicine. When news of Captain Wang's death reached me, I lit a perpetual lamp for her at Ci'en Temple and even dedicated her statue in a side room. It was to accumulate merit for Tingyu, and I never made it public."
He took out the blood-stained amulet and said, "I just found this in the blood-stained clothes, and then I suddenly remembered this medicine."
"I see." Xie Qingyan nodded in understanding and shook his hand tightly. "I guess you prepared that amulet too? Bian Wei is really thoughtful."
Unexpectedly, Master Xie shook his head and said, "No." Then he said doubtfully, "I thought my wife had asked for it."
Xie Qingyan was stunned. "Did Tingyu ask for it himself?"
Yuan Wangshu stared at the inner room, her heart aching with anxiety. Cui Yuanying, noticing her genuine expression, refrained from making a sarcastic remark.
After a full hour and a half, Bao Gu finally wiped the sweat from her forehead. Although her undergarment was already soaked with sweat, her hands remained as steady as ever. As she finished the last stitch, she breathed a sigh of relief.
As everyone waited anxiously, the purple and black color on Xie Tingyu's lips had faded away for the most part, and gradually returned to its normal color.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiu Gu exclaimed in joy, "He's saved! He's saved! He's saved!"
All the doctors bowed to Xie Qingyan and said, "Congratulations, Grand Tutor!"
This tiny elixir was given to Xie Tingyu by Wang Xuanji. It saved her life more than ten years ago. Who would have thought that it would come back like a boomerang today and save her from the brink of life and death again.
If you count carefully, this was the second time Wang Xuanji saved Xie Tingyu's life.
Xie Qingyan sincerely returned the greetings to the doctors, "I am so grateful to you all for your amazing skills tonight. Now that it's late, it would be inconvenient to return. It would be better for us to stay in Xie Garden for now."
She turned around and instructed Wei Fenghua, "Go prepare the wing room, and ask the kitchen to prepare some food and send it over."
The doctors who came with Cui Yuanying could naturally rest in Xie Garden, but the doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau had a very miserable life and had to rush back to the palace to be on duty immediately. Xie Qingyan had no choice but to order people to prepare carriages and food boxes, and also specially prepared generous gifts to be sent to the homes of the imperial doctors.
Approaching Wang Lanzhi, Xie Qingyan straightened his clothes and hat, bowed deeply, and said with a gentle and solemn expression, "Back then, Captain Wang Xuanji gifted me with medicine, and today I am saved by this elixir. The Xie family of Chenjun has once again received the kindness of the Wang family of Langya, and we must repay them with a gesture of gratitude."
Wang Lanzhi quickly stepped aside to avoid the greeting and returned the gesture with a deep bow. "Grand Tutor, you must be humiliating me. I am sworn brothers with Tingyu, and Aunt Wang's kindness back then is being rewarded tonight. This is all heaven's will. This is the cycle of good fortune. Grand Tutor, there's no need for this."
After several rounds of pushing and shoving, Wang Lanzhi finally took Wang Qiwu and said goodbye. Seeing this, Cui Yuanying also said goodbye and returned home.
Seeing that most people had left, Yuan Fuxue approached Xie Qingyan with an earnest look in her eyes. "Thanks to Madam Tingyu's rescue on the night of the riot, Fuxue is still alive today. I will never forget your life-saving grace. If the Grand Tutor allows, Fuxue is willing to record Madam Tingyu's condition and provide acupuncture treatment while she recovers, to help her recover as soon as possible."
Xie Qingyan was now over forty, had seen countless people, and had experienced the world, so it was no wonder that he could not see the hidden thoughts behind Yuan Fuxue's actions. From the moment he entered the Changhaoyuan tonight and offered to perform acupuncture, the affection of a young man had been clearly revealed.
But she just nodded calmly, "I wonder if Yuan Da Si Nong knows about this?"
"This is Fuxue's personal wish and has nothing to do with my mother."
"Since you are so sincere in your request, then it will be considered as Xie's hiring of the Third Master Yuan to treat Tingyu. I will pay for each consultation."
Upon hearing Xie Qingyan's agreement, Yuan Fuxue couldn't hide the light in her eyes. Raising her eyes, her eyes flickered slightly. After bowing to Grand Tutor Xie, she returned home with Yuan Wangshu.
The main garden is brightly lit.
The housekeeper had been waiting under the window for a long time. Seeing Yuan Wangshu return, he hurried forward and forced a smile, "The master has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me, madam."
The candlelight in the inner room was dim. When Yuan Zhaoyun turned around, the flickering flames cast a flickering shadow on her face. She glanced coldly at the dried blood on Yuan Wangshu's clothes. "What was the result?"
Yuan Wangshu said calmly, "God did not grant my mother's wish. Xie Tingyu was blessed with great fortune and should not die."
"Where does the antidote come from?"
"It was a gift from the late Captain Wang Xuanji. I'm sure mother was there at the birthday party, right?"
This short sentence brought back memories for Yuan Zhaoyun. Her eyes darkened. "What are you going to do? How are you going to get along with Xie Tingyu in the future? How are you going to explain this to me?"
"Mother." Yuan Wangshu raised his eyes, his gaze clear. "Now that my daughter has established a family and a career, she has the right to choose her friends. I won't alienate her because of this, but I will never help you harm her either."
"It's late at night. Mother, please go to bed early. I'm leaving now."
As the voices faded away, Yuan Zhaoyun leaned against the window for a long time. Suddenly, he turned and walked to the desk, leaned over and groped for a moment, then took out a yellowed volume from a secret compartment.
This is the handwritten note left by Yuan Tianluan before she left Jiankang. It records the various predictions she made when she assisted the emperor, as well as her prediction of the Yuan family's fortune for the next hundred years.
His knuckles tightened on the corner of the desk, and a line of words came into view: "The Yuan family has not been fortunate enough to reach the top for a hundred years, but if they can remain humble and calm, their incense can continue. Remember, avoid greed and jealousy, and you will have a long-lasting family."
After a long silence, Yuan Zhaoyun suddenly threw the book. It hit the ground with a loud bang, and several pages fell off.
Wang Xuanji, Wang Xuanji, it's Wang Xuanji again! Why is this person so dead, yet still haunting her?
Yuan Zhaoyun's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she stumbled and fell onto the table. She looked up at the flickering candlelight, as if she had returned to the day when Yuan Tianluan left.
"come over."
She was only five or six at the time, but she felt that this tribe member, who was already gray-haired at the age of thirty, was somewhat special. Her mother had said that he was the most intelligent person in the tribe, but unfortunately, he immersed himself in the arts of the outside world, saw too many secrets of heaven, and suffered backlash, resulting in his gray hair.
"I just saw you stealing someone else's homework. Show it to me."
The child stiffened his neck and didn't move.
Yuan Tianluan's face darkened as he forcibly pulled a scroll of bamboo slips from behind her. Glancing at the words "Wang Zhuozhang" on it, he shook his head and said, "If you don't want to admit defeat, you should have defeated her fairly, instead of doing such a dirty thing."
Yuan Zhaoyun turned her face away in disdain, but was held by a pair of cold hands and straightened.
Yuan Tianluan observed carefully: "The drooping eyes and the excessive white spots on the three white spots indicate a cruel and ruthless nature. The plump earlobes indicate wealth and prosperity."
She sighed deeply and patted the child's cheek. "From my quick observation, I know you're destined to hold power over the Yuan family in the future. But even if you dominate the family, remember this: those who do evil will eventually perish. Don't get bogged down in this quagmire."
After saying that, she turned over and rode on the old green donkey, staggered out of the Jiankang city gate, and never looked back.
The night wind blew through the window, the candle flame shook violently, and woke Yuan Zhaoyun from his memories.
She leaned over to pick up the fallen page, her fingertips accidentally slashed by the edge of the paper. A bright red drop of blood oozed out, smearing the words "Avoid Greed and Jealousy." She lowered her head and gazed at the bloody stain, a chill rising in her heart. Back then, she had plotted to defeat Wang Zhuozhang and eliminate Wang Xuanji, thinking she would clear the way for the Yuan family. But now, the Xie family had come from behind and taken the upper hand.
Could it be that the prophecy that the Yuan family would never reach the top for a hundred years is really impossible to break?
The sun rose from the east, a streak of gold peeking through the clouds and slanting down beside the bed. Xie Tingyu, though no longer in danger, remained silent. A personal attendant stood before the bed, holding a copper basin. He held a damp handkerchief between his fingers and gently brushed it against her wrinkled lips.
Just after the hour of Si, a carriage sped out of the palace gate, crossed the Vermillion Bird Bridge, and headed straight for Wuyi Lane.
The gatekeeper of Xie's house saw the carriage from afar, hurriedly sent someone to inform the emperor, and then quickly walked forward with a horse stool.
The carriage curtain was lifted, and the first person to stick his head out was Ji Xun, followed by Ji Lian.
Ji Xun looked back and saw that Ji Lian's face was as pale as paper. Even though she had applied makeup to cover it up, the blush at the corners of her eyes was still as eye-catching as peach blossoms in March.
She said softly, "Since my uncle is not feeling well, why don't you rest in the palace? After Xun'er visits the teacher, I will go to Posuo Pavilion to tell you in detail."
"Since you really want to visit me, why would you use someone else's influence? This Mr. Xie has saved my life twice, so naturally I have to visit him in person to show my gratitude."
"What my uncle said is absolutely right."
When Xie Qingyan heard that Ji Xun had come to visit, he thought it was Xie Helan's suggestion, but when he heard that Ji Lian had also come, he was quite surprised. When he saw the expression on Ji Lian's face, he felt even more puzzled.
Why does this Imperial Highness look like he just cried bitterly?
"Your Highness, Xie Qingyan greets you two."
Ji Xun hurriedly raised his hand to support him, "Taifu, there's no need for this. Thank you, Master, for teaching me riding and archery. He is my teacher, and as a student, I naturally have to pay him a visit."
Xie Qingyan held several positions, including that of Taifu, responsible for teaching Ji Xun classics, history, and state governance strategies, etc., so he was familiar with Ji Xun.
"I wonder how the teacher is injured?"
"Your Highness, after being treated by the doctors of the Imperial Medical Bureau, he is out of danger, but he has not yet woken up."
"Father heard at the hour of Mao that the teacher was seriously injured. Unfortunately, his status is limited, so he had to ask me to come and visit." Ji Xun held Ji Lian's hand. "My uncle has also received the teacher's kindness twice, so he came with me. Grand Tutor, can we go in to see the teacher?"
"That's natural."
Ji Lian bowed to Xie Qingyan and walked inside. As soon as he entered the inner room, a strong, bitter smell of medicine, wrapped in a chill, hit him. He subconsciously held his breath, walked around the screen, and immediately saw the person on the couch.
The person who always loved to tease him with a smile on her face in the past was now lying lifeless, her face as pale as paper, her eyes tightly closed, and even her breathing was so light that it was almost invisible.
The dull pain in his heart surged up again, as if someone had stuffed a ball of cotton wool soaked in cold water into his chest, pressing down on his lungs and making it difficult for him to breathe.
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The author has something to say: Those who do too much evil will eventually perish. -- Zuo Zhuan, Yin Gong Year 1
This pill is mentioned in Chapter 1, Chapter 17, and Chapter 70. It can be regarded as a foreshadowing that has been completely filled.
Wang Xuanji probably didn't expect that after possessing someone else, she could still save her own life.
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