Ye Jingchen stared at the bowl of medicine as if facing a formidable enemy.
He didn't want to take it, but he had no choice.
Urged by the emperor, he solemnly accepted the medicine, brought it to his nose and smelled it; the pungent odor almost suffocated him.
I heard that this Dr. Li is an apprentice of the old Physician Zhang. How come their methods of decocting Chinese medicine are so different?
Ye Jingchen has been sick over the years and has taken medicine occasionally, but the taste of those medicines has never been this strong.
"Father, are you sure this medicine is okay? What if I get sick from drinking it?" Ye Jingchen asked with a pained expression.
"It's alright. I, the Imperial Physician, guarantee with the heads of my entire family that this medicine will not cause you any harm! Imperial Physician, do you agree?" the Emperor asked, looking at Imperial Physician Li.
Li Yuanshi looked ashen-faced and was trembling, unable to speak.
He did not do it voluntarily!
He might as well quit his position as head of the Imperial Medical Academy, but now that he knows such secrets of the royal family, if he resigns, the emperor will definitely not let him leave the palace alive!
"Academician Li?" the emperor called his name again and asked.
"Your Majesty, I swear on the lives of my entire family, this medicine will absolutely, absolutely not harm Your Highness's health!" Imperial Physician Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, his voice trembling.
"Alright, I'll drink it!" Ye Jingchen said, closing his eyes, holding his breath, and finishing the bowl of medicine in one go.
"Ugh—" After drinking it, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost vomited, and quickly covered his mouth.
"You stay here and serve the Crown Prince well!" The Emperor nodded in satisfaction and said to the palace maid before leaving with Imperial Physician Li.
He even personally closed the palace doors.
As soon as everyone left, Ye Jingchen rushed to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and gulped it down.
The taste was so strong that he felt his stomach churning.
"Don't come near me, or don't blame me for vomiting all over you!" Ye Jingchen threatened, glancing at the palace maid who tried to approach him.
The palace maid hesitated and dared not step forward.
Ye Jingchen poured himself another glass of water, gulped it down in one go, and then poured himself another glass, finishing all the water in the teapot. But he retched even more violently.
Ye Jingchen scanned the bedroom and found an empty bottle with a relatively large opening. As soon as he picked up the bottle, he spat it out with a 'hiccup'.
Once he started vomiting, he couldn't stop.
The palace maid was terrified by his appearance and hurriedly knocked on the palace door, shouting, "Help! His Highness has vomited! Someone come quickly!"
She used all her strength to knock for a long time before the palace door finally opened from the outside. The first thing she saw was the emperor's face, as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Your Majesty, His Highness is in grave danger!" The palace maid cried out in a panic, disregarding the emperor's grim expression.
Dean Li stumbled and fell to the ground, his heart sinking.
Xie Chang'an was the first to rush into the bedchamber, followed by Fangfei and Fangcao, who also rushed in shouting "Your Highness!" The old imperial physician Zhang, who had been invited by Fangfei in advance, also hurriedly entered the main hall.
Inside the hall, Ye Jingchen was holding an empty bottle. He had already vomited up all the medicine and was now vomiting bile.
"Are you alright?" Xie Chang'an asked hurriedly, taking the bottle with one hand and patting Ye Jingchen's back to help him catch his breath with the other.
"Your Highness, are you alright?"
"Imperial Physician Zhang, come quickly and examine His Highness!"
Fangfei and the others shouted in a panic.
The old doctor ran over briskly to take Ye Jingchen's pulse.
"Imperial Physician Zhang, is Chen'er alright?" the Emperor asked anxiously.
"Your Highness is perfectly healthy. It's just that your body is reacting with the medicine you just drank. You'll be fine once you vomit it all out," said Physician Zhang after taking your pulse.
"Father, I feel so unwell!" Ye Jingchen said weakly.
The emperor was heartbroken to see Ye Jingchen's pale face and immediately ordered, "Guards, drag Academician Li away and give him thirty strokes of the cane—"
"Father, Imperial Physician Li's medical skills are quite good. It would be a pity to kill him," Ye Jingchen pleaded.
The emperor was already furious, and after hearing Ye Jingchen's words, he was so angry he almost choked.
He wanted to say that thirty strokes of the cane wouldn't kill a person, but seeing how useless Academician Li looked, he became a little unsure.
"Ten strokes of the cane!" the emperor changed his words.
The Imperial Guards quickly stepped forward to drag the person away.
Fangfei picked up the teapot, intending to pour water for Ye Jingchen to rinse his mouth, but found the teapot was empty.
"Fangcao, quickly brew a pot of tea for His Highness to rinse his mouth," Fangfei instructed.
Fangcao quickly grabbed the empty teapot and ran out of the hall.
"Imperial Physician Zhang, give him a thorough examination. Such a severe reaction from just drinking some herbal medicine—could it be that he deliberately drank or ate something he shouldn't have?" The Emperor asked meaningfully upon seeing this scene.
"It's not impossible," Physician Zhang replied.
Ye Jingchen was startled. Could it be that the old doctor had figured it out?
"But with my limited medical skills, I cannot be certain," the old imperial physician said after taking Ye Jingchen's pulse again.
Ye Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He had been thinking, "Mr. Li's expertise in this area is something even Physician Zhang would have to admit defeat to."
Physician Zhang was the most skilled physician in the entire Imperial Medical Academy, on par with the Emperor's personal physician. Both were the most renowned doctors in Dayuan. If even he couldn't see the problem, the other physicians in the palace probably couldn't either.
For certain reasons, the emperor could not allow more imperial physicians to examine Ye Jingchen's pulse.
"Your Majesty, I am already in such distress, do you still doubt me?" Ye Jingchen asked with a sorrowful expression.
The emperor still found Ye Jingchen's reaction somewhat suspicious.
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