"Really? Are you confident?" Wei Jie's face lit up and he grabbed her.

Ling Yuan nodded, "I have confidence, but..."

"But what? Just tell me. I will help you if I can." Upon hearing this further comment, Wei Jie's heart immediately rose to his throat.

"To cure his illness, you need countless kinds of precious medicinal herbs, and these herbs are not something you can buy with money."

Ling Yuan frowned slightly, as if considering whether this person was worth her using some of the medicinal herbs in the space.

"Can you find these herbs?"

Seeing that there was hope, Wei Jie no longer had any concerns. "As long as Yin'er can be cured, I can agree to any condition you offer!"

A trace of doubt flashed across Ling Yuan's eyes: "Is this person really so important to you?"

Wei Jie looked at the person on the bed with a far-reaching gaze: "He may be the only person in this world that I miss and care about."

Ling Yuan looked at his expression and rarely made any sarcastic remarks.

"My grandfather has a copy of these medicines, but they are his last money. No matter how much money you give him, he may not sell them to you. Instead of wasting time with him, you might as well contact the City That Never Sleeps and try."

"Then give me the prescription."

Ling Yuan walked to the outer room and listed the fifty kinds of medicinal herbs one by one, marking the amount of each one needed.

Wei Jie got the prescription and read it carefully from beginning to end. He found that the medicinal materials were indeed different from those he had seen before. But even so, he still passed the prescription down and ordered people to get it at all costs.

Ling Yuan entered the inner room, took out a set of golden needles from her medicine box, and walked towards the bed. Wei Jie took a few quick steps and held her hand in time: "What are you going to do?"

Ling Yuan raised her eyes and curled her lips slightly: "Why is your Highness so nervous? The medicine will not be available for a while, so we must think of other ways to save his life first. Otherwise, by the time the medicine arrives, the child may be dead."

"His current condition is not very good. The fire poison has already spread to his internal organs, making it very difficult to treat. If you hadn't taken me to Yan State to treat that Su Guang, with my current ability, it would still be possible to control the poison in his body, but now, it's a bit tricky."

Even at this time, Ling Yuan did not forget to make up the faults of Su Guang. As expected, after hearing Ling Yuan's words, Wei Jie's face was very ugly. He looked at her deeply and let go of her hand. "Then how do you plan to treat it?"

"The medicine is for internal use. I'll give you half a month to prepare the herbs. Is that enough time?"

"Then what?" He didn't know whether he could find them or not. What should he do if he couldn't find those herbs?

"During this period, we will use acupuncture with gold needles for auxiliary treatment. Once the medicinal materials are found, the gold needles will play a leading role. We will first try to expel the fire poison from his body. As for other things, such as skin grafting, we will have to wait until all this is over and make a decision based on his physical condition."

Wei Jie lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "I will do my best to look for it in half a month, but...what if I can't find it?"

Ling Yuan said calmly, "Don't jump to conclusions. Look around first. As for the Never-Sleeping City, I think you can focus on searching there. You saw the strength of the Never-Sleeping City last time. They might actually have medicines that are not available elsewhere."

At this point, Ling Yuan suddenly thought of Gongzi Yan's western medicine. If she could get the western medicine, perhaps she wouldn't need so many complicated Chinese medicines.

Compared with Western medicine, Chinese medicine is really too slow to take effect. It can be used as a late-stage care, but if you want to eradicate these toxins and the burn marks on the back, surgery is necessary.

"You go look for it first. If you can't find it, I'll think of a way." With Ling Yuan's words, Wei Jie's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

"Besides these medicines, do you need to prepare anything else?"

Ling Yuan nodded. While she was talking, Ruoling was recording beside her. After a short while, a whole sheet of paper was filled with the names of medicinal herbs.

Wei Jie took it and glanced at it: "These medicinal herbs can basically be obtained."

"These are auxiliary medicinal materials, all very common."

"Find me someone who can be here at any time to take orders from me. Ruoling and Ruoyu are girls, so it's not convenient."

"Lin Feng." Wei Jie gave an order, and a muscular young man in black walked in. Ling Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "How is your internal strength?"

"Not bad." This man has a good appearance and is tall. Obviously, he is someone close to Wei Jie besides Qingchen and the other three.

"Then come here, help me turn him over and take off his clothes. I need to check the extent of the toxins in his body."

When Lin Feng stepped forward, Ruo Ling and Ruo Yu retreated silently. Wei Jie glanced at Ling Yuan and said, "In that case, I'll be next door. Call me if you need anything."

"Hmm." Ling Yuan focused his eyes on the golden needle in his hand and said "hmm" lightly as a response.

Wei Jie glanced at her and turned away. Ling Yuan drew out the golden needle while saying to Lin Feng, "Bring the candle over here."

After Lin Feng turned the boy over, he immediately handed him a candlestick.

Ling Yuan took the candlestick, brought it to the boy's bed, put it on the small coffee table, then took out a golden needle from the needle bag and roasted it over the candle flame.

After roasting to a certain degree, he dipped the needle tip in the white powder in the small box beside him, then found the acupuncture points on the boy's body and pierced them...

Two hours later, the young man was covered with golden needles from head to toe, which shocked Lin Feng.

If he had not witnessed with his own eyes the young master spitting out black blood three or four times, he might have really thought that this woman was trying to murder him.

Because the acupuncture points on the head were difficult to find, Ling Yuan ordered Lin Feng to shave off all his hair. Now the boy looked like a little monk, lying lifeless on the couch.

Just as Ling Yuan was about to stand up with his shoulders drooped in exhaustion, the tightly closed door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, accompanied by Ruoling Ruoyu's voices to stop him: "Hei Lao, wait a minute, you can't come in, Hei Lao, Hei Lao!"

"Move aside, I want to see who in this world is more qualified than me to be the young master's doctor!"

As they were talking, they had already rushed in. When a slightly hunched, gray-haired old man carrying a bamboo basket stood in front of Ling Yuan like a gust of wind, she raised her eyebrows calmly and said, "Who are you?"

The old man was wearing a black robe. He was not tall, about 1.65 meters. He was energetic and his eyes were bright.

He looks to be around sixty, or perhaps younger than his actual age, with a rosy face and a kind look. Perhaps he is someone who is easy to get along with.

But isn’t this personality a little too reckless?

"Hey, are you the little girl who just came here and the one who treated Yin'er?"

The old man looked Ling Yuan up and down with a bad tone. After hearing what he said, he curled his lips and said, "Yin'er? Are you referring to him, old man?"

Following her gaze, the old man frowned when he saw the little bald man lying motionless on the couch with gold needles all over his body.

"Who is this person? Why is he lying on my Yin'er's couch? Hey, two girls, where is your young master? Where did he go?"

Ruoling and Ruoyu were stunned for a moment. They were clearly guarding outside and no one had gone out. What did Hei Lao mean by asking this?

However, before they could answer, Hei Lao seemed to suddenly remember something. He ran to the head of the bed, turned the little monk's head and took a look. He was so scared that he almost twisted the boy's neck off.

"Oh my God, this is my Yin'er? You little girl, why did you shave my Yin'er's hair for no reason?"

"So many golden needles! Do you know how to use golden needles? Is there such a way to do acupuncture? Do you want to stab him to death?"

"Someone, someone, someone, someone, come quickly, hey, big guy, I'm talking to you, you, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you turn Yin'er over for me?"

Lin Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Hei Lao like an idiot: "Are you sure you want to turn the person over?"

"Yes, wait, something bad almost happened. Hey, little girl, you gave me this injection, didn't you? Hurry up and take it out for me. We can't give our Yin'er to you. How can a little girl like you, who hasn't even grown all her hair yet, treat people? No way!"

The old man was chattering non-stop at the side. Ling Yuan washed her hands calmly. After washing, she turned around and looked at the black old man indifferently.

"Grandpa, you can remove the needle, but not now. I will come naturally in an hour. Okay, I am tired. Go and rest for a while. Ruoyu, call me in an hour."

"Yes, Princess." After saying this, Ling Yuan yawned and walked out slowly with her hands behind her back.

Hei Lao blinked, and blinked again, looking at this scene in disbelief. Because of his different focus, he actually ignored the name the maid called her.

"What did this little girl just say? An hour? She actually left my Yin'er here like this? What's going on? The old man just went out of the capital to collect some herbs, how come everything has changed after he came back? Huh? Where did this little girl come from? Where is your master? Go, call your master over to me!"

Lin Feng knew that if he tried to reason with Hei Lao, he would be asking for trouble, so he simply gave Ruoyu a look, and Ruoyu hurriedly ran out.

During this time, Hei Lao turned his head to look at Young Master Yin on the couch. His eyes flashed and fell on the black blood that had been vomited out under the couch and had not been cleaned up yet. He frowned and squatted down.

"Big guy, was this blood vomited by Yin'er?"

"Yes, Mr. Hei, the young master vomited a quarter of an hour ago. During the acupuncture, he vomited a total of four times."

Hei Lao pinched the black blood on the ground, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"The smell of this blood... seems a little off!"

Just as he lowered his head to think, Wei Jie, dressed in white, walked in unhurriedly, "Mr. Hei, you're back?"

"Ming boy, come here quickly, where did you find this person?"

Wei Jie glanced at Yin'er, who was lying naked on the couch with her body full of golden needles, and the black blood that had already coagulated on the ground, and frowned slightly.

"You kid, did you see that? That yellow-haired girl actually dared to abuse Yin'er like that, and you were so carefree that you didn't even bother to watch. If I, an old man, hadn't come back early, who knows what that kid would have done?"

Wei Jie moved his thin lips and uttered a sentence softly: "Hei Lao, you misunderstood, she is my princess, and she is from Lingjiazhuang, she is the granddaughter of Ling Lao."

Hei Lao was stunned, "Where did you just say it was from?" He once again ignored the identity of someone's princess.

"Mei Country, Ling Family Manor."

Hei Lao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stammered, "Lingjiazhuang, surname Ling? Are you sure?"

Wei Jie chuckled: "Hei Lao, she is my princess, you can't be someone who doesn't even know where she came from, right?"

"No, Lingjiazhuang is used to living in peace with the world, why would they marry their granddaughter to you?" And she became his princess? Are you kidding?

Once Wei Jie is involved, won't Lingjiazhuang be involved in the secular world in the future?

Wei Jie would not explain the reason to him, but just said: "In the future, Yin'er's illness will be taken care of by you and her."

"Is that black girl really your princess? And her last name is Ling?"

Facing Hei Lao's repeated questioning, Wei Jie did not show any impatience, but looked at him seriously: "Yes, my last name is Ling, is there any problem?"

"Nonsense, this is not only problematic, it's a huge problem. Ling Wentian, that old man, is willing to marry his beloved granddaughter to someone from the royal family, or even from another country's royal family. This is very problematic, okay?"

Wei Jie raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Master Hei knows Ling Wentian?"

Hei Lao snorted coldly, his face full of disdain: "Who knows that heartless and ungrateful old man? But you haven't told me yet, what's going on with that girl?"

"Her last name is Ling, yes, but," Wei Jie hadn't finished his words when Hei Lao glared at him, "Don't try to fool me. I've seen Ling Wentian's granddaughter before, but she's not as ugly as this girl."

Being pointed at by Hei Lao in public, he could only patiently explain: "She is Ling Lao's granddaughter, but she was just adopted."

After hearing this, Hei Lao snorted, "Humph, I knew it. How could he be willing to let his own granddaughter enter the royal family? But, why would he adopt her for no reason? And this girl, her skin color is very abnormal, how dare you marry her?"

Wei Jie looked at Hei Lao helplessly: "This is a long story, I will explain it to you when I have time. As for Ling Yuan's skin color, according to her, she was poisoned by a strange poison. But you seem to have a good relationship with Ling Lao?"

Could it be that they were enemies in the past? Otherwise, how could there be so much emotion revealed between the lines?

Hei Lao stroked his chin thoughtfully: "So it was poisoning, no wonder it happened."

When Ling Wentian was mentioned, he waved his hands impatiently, "Let's not talk about the past, but is this girl's strength trustworthy?"

Wei Jie nodded slightly and said, "Old Hei, you have been secluded in the mansion, so you don't know a lot of things outside. When I have time, I will explain these to you one by one. You can also use this time to observe her carefully. Whether she has the ability or not, I believe you will know it after just one look."

If he was extremely worried at the beginning because he didn't know her identity, now that he knew her identity, with Ling Wentian's old and corrupt ability, he would definitely not be able to raise a granddaughter who was unsatisfactory.

But is this adopted child studying medicine under Ling Wentian?

"She is confident that she can cure Yin'er, but some medicines are hard to find."

"What medicine?"

"Five-colored snow lotus." Hei Lao's eyebrows jumped suddenly.

"The black crystal stones scatter." Then jump.

"Grass skiing cream." Keep jumping.

"Yatuo Mingcao." The corners of his mouth began to twitch.

"Tiger Ear Snow Frost." Wei Jie wanted to continue talking, but Hei Lao had already stretched out his hand to stop him: "Enough, stop talking, if you continue talking, I will faint here. You, do you know what these medicines represent?"

"All I know is that these medicines are hard to find."

"It seems that you only know one side of the story. These medicines are indeed hard to find, but they are not absent. As far as I know, they are in Medicine King Valley, and there is only one plant. There is only one precious plant of each. Even if you give this kingdom to that old man, he may not give it to you."

"Medicine King Valley?" Wei Jie's eyes flickered slightly, thinking of Ling Yuan's mention that her grandfather had one copy. Could it be that there are two copies in this world?

"One? What did Yuan'er say? Grandpa Ling also has one? And judging from your tone, could it be that you have a close relationship with the master of Medicine King Valley?"

Hei Lao's voice paused, as if he had thought of something, and his expression seemed to be hesitant to speak.

How could he have forgotten that people in this world don't know that Lingjiazhuang and Yaowang Valley are actually one family.

Oh no, I almost let the secret out.

"Senior, is there anything you cannot tell me?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that. I do have some friendship with him. Speaking of which, I once traveled all over the world with him to look for these medicines. We both almost lost our lives in the search for these medicines."

"I didn't expect this girl to be so arrogant that she actually wanted to use these medicines to treat Yin'er. I was just thinking about it at first, but it was just a thought. I didn't expect that she would dare to say it out loud. She is really brave!"

Wei Jie was about to speak, but Hei Lao shook his head helplessly: "I am old, I am old, I am not as thoughtful as you young people. I think you should pack up and be mentally prepared. This girl is really trying to make things difficult for you. Those medicines, not to mention that Yao Lao will not give them, Ling Lao will not give them, even if they do, I am afraid you can't afford the price."

Seeing that Hei Lao was about to leave, Wei Jie hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, "Hei Lao, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? That is to say, this girl is deliberately trying to embarrass you, do you understand? There are fifty kinds of these medicines, and if you can get just one of them, you are considered very capable. But unfortunately, fate plays tricks on us. It seems that Yin'er will not survive this winter after all."

As Hei Lao sighed, Wei Jie's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Really? Are they so hard to find?" He had just passed the news, so he didn't know what these medicines were like. But now after hearing what Hei Lao said, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Hei Lao, also known as Hei Que, was a famous chivalrous doctor in the martial arts world. He died of drunkenness on the roadside ten years ago in the ice and snow. Wei Jie was kind-hearted and did a good deed, so he rescued him and brought him home. Unexpectedly, he stayed away for ten years.

Of course, not only did he rely on him to treat Yin'er's illness, Hei Que also relied on him to drink the best wine. The two of them have been working together in this way for ten years.

If Hei Que had not been around all these years, his Yin'er might have been dead long ago.

Perhaps it was because Wei Jie's eyes were too desperate, Hei Que sighed heavily: "Boy, I know you are a kind-hearted child, but life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. Living like this is also a kind of self-mutilation, do you know?"

"He is suffering, lying like this every day, just like a living dead. Instead of this, it is better to let him die like this. Everyone will die in this world, it's just a matter of time. I have already told you about this problem, you are just too persistent. This child, ah, I am sorry for the change!"

Wei Jie looked at the poor child lying there with a heavy gaze, and sighed: "Hei Lao, I know this is also a painful torture for him, but, but I am unwilling to give up like this. After all, he is, he is the only bloodline of the Du family left in this world. If he dies like this, the Du family lineage will really be gone, gone!"

When talking about the excitement, Wei Jie's eyes turned red and dry, and Hei Que looked gloomy: "But can you afford this price?"

"What's the price?" Hei Que's words made him feel as if he saw hope.