As soon as Physician Lin finished speaking, he felt Xie Jingrun's icy and chilling gaze fall on him, as if death had already descended and was ready to reap his head at any moment.
He not only felt a chill on the back of his neck, but also felt his head was no longer stable.
A deathly silence fell over the room.
Even Shangguan Yanran and Changlin noticed it and couldn't help but move to the side, determined to keep their distance from Physician Lin.
I'm afraid that Xie Jingrun's anger might cause innocent bystanders to suffer.
Physician Lin felt his mouth go dry, but he had no choice but to break the silence, "Um... Captain of the Changlin Guard, could you let me take a look at the hidden weapon that injured the old lady?"
Upon hearing this, Changlin immediately handed over the dart.
Fortunately, Changfeng brought the dart back with him when he returned with his master.
Physician Lin took it and examined it carefully.
The dart was an ordinary dart, but it was indeed coated with poison. As for what kind of poison it was, he would have to examine Rong Qingqing's wound to determine.
Looking at Xie Jingrun's cold and intimidating face, which resembled that of the King of Hell, he could only say nervously and cautiously, "Commander, judging from the old lady's pulse, she has indeed been poisoned. I'm afraid that if we delay any longer, the poison will seep into her internal organs."
Xie Jingrun closed his dark eyes slightly, and without hesitating for long, tilted his head toward Changlin, "Get out."
Changlin felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately withdrew.
The atmosphere in the room was terrifying, and he couldn't wait to leave.
Then, Xie Jingrun instructed Shangguan Yanran, "Then I'll leave this place to Miss Shangguan."
"Don't worry, I will." Shangguan Yanran nodded.
Xie Jingrun then went out.
Once he left, Physician Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said to Shangguan Yanran, "I would like to trouble Miss Shangguan to help lift up the old lady's clothes."
Shangguan Yanran nodded. "Okay."
She lifted a corner of the curtain, then sat on the edge of the bed, carefully lifting the blanket to expose Rong Qingqing's wound.
Once she was sure that no other parts of her skin would be exposed, Shangguan Yanran turned to Physician Lin and said, "Physician Lin, that's enough. Please examine Qingqing now."
Physician Lin stepped forward as instructed, keeping his eyes straight ahead.
When Feng Xin rushed over, she saw Xie Jingrun standing under the eaves. She quickly walked over and asked, "Brother Jingrun, how is Qingqing's injury?"
"Imperial Physician Lin is still inside treating patients." Xie Jingrun said this only after seeing that the concern on her face was genuine.
Hearing this, Feng Xin breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll go in and take a look."
Xie Jingrun frowned. "Princess, it would be best if you didn't go in yet, so as not to disturb Physician Lin's diagnosis."
Feng Xin had no choice but to stop. "Alright, I'll wait until Physician Lin finishes his diagnosis before I go in to see Qingqing."
"Mm." Xie Jingrun nodded.
Feng Xin was somewhat flattered by this.
Jingrun actually paid attention to her!
Her heart was filled with joy.
“Brother Jingrun…” She mustered up her courage and stepped forward, tugging at his sleeve.
Xie Jingrun frowned, pulled his sleeve back, and said unhappily, "Princess, please have some self-respect!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Xin felt hurt. She knew it wasn't the right time, but she couldn't help asking, "Doesn't Brother Jingrun like me at all?"
After asking the question, she felt a sense of relief, but she looked at him with bated breath, her big eyes full of anticipation.
"I don't like it," Xie Jingrun said bluntly.
"Why?" Feng Xin was a little deflated. Was she not pretty enough, or was her personality not good enough? Well, her personality certainly wasn't the best. But she considered herself pretty enough.
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