It was midsummer, but walking into the prison cell of Beizhen Fusi was like entering an ice cave, making people shiver.

Doctor Geng stepped on something soft and couldn't help but scream. She hugged Jiang Youshu's arm tightly.

Jiang Youshu, who had originally looked calm, was startled by him and almost screamed out.

The Jinyiwei who was leading the way turned around, with an undisguised sneer on his gloomy face.

"Don't be afraid. There are a lot of rats here." He said, "I didn't expect you doctors to be afraid of rats. I thought you were used to life and death and were not afraid of anything."

Jiang Youshu felt ashamed and glared at Doctor Geng.

Doctor Geng stood up awkwardly and picked up the medicine box.

At this time, they had already walked deep into the cell block. There were dark cells on both sides. Groaning sounds could be heard from inside, but no one was in sight.

Why hasn’t it arrived yet?

Of course he was not afraid of seeing these prisoners, he just didn't like this environment.

Moreover, people like Lu Yunqi are like crazy, which always makes people feel uneasy.

Jiang Youshu was about to say something when the Jinyiwei in front of him stopped and opened a cell door.

"Doctor Jiang, this is it," he said.

Jiang Youshu nodded, stood at the cell door and looked inside. It was dim and he couldn't see clearly, but he saw a man lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Doctor Geng couldn't help but grab his arm again.

"Master, slow down." He was afraid that Jiang Youshu would scold him, so he added quickly.

Jiang Youshu ignored him and walked in.

"Light the light, please," he said.

The Jinyiwei answered yes and lit a torch on the wall.

Light is a powerful weapon to dispel fear. Jiang Youshu and Dr. Geng felt relieved immediately and could see clearly the person lying on the ground.

No one knew how long this man had been locked up. His hair was messy and he smelled foul.

Jiang Youshu raised his hand to cover his breath, then walked forward and took a quick look.

What kind of illness could the prisoners in Beizhen Fusi have? Apart from injuries from interrogation, they could also go insane from being tortured by all kinds of torture, both of which could kill people.

"Can this be cured?" Doctor Geng asked in a low voice.

"Give him some medicine, it will keep him alive for now." Jiang Youshu frowned and said nonchalantly, "Do you think you can get out alive after entering here?"

Doctor Geng answered yes, turned around to get the medicine box beside him, and suddenly called out.

Pinching his nose, Jiang Youshu turned around and glared at him unhappily.

"What are you doing?" he whispered.

This time, Doctor Geng did not shut up immediately, but shouted even louder.

"Master, Master, the door, the door is closed." he shouted.

door?

Jiang Youshu stood up suddenly and looked towards the cell door.

The Royal Guards who had accompanied him disappeared at some point, and the cell door was closed. The iron chain that fastened the door gleamed coldly under the torchlight.

"What's going on?" Jiang Youshu also shouted, and at the same time rushed over, grabbed the cell door and shook it violently, "Someone, where is the person?"

His shouts echoed in the dark cell, and the only response he got was faint moans, which was creepy.

No wonder I feel uneasy.

Did that damn Lu Yunqi want to lock him up on purpose?

But why?

Jiang Youshu's face turned pale, and Doctor Geng was already kneeling on the ground, shouting in a distorted voice.

"Lu Yunqi, what do you mean?" Jiang Youshu shouted again, "How dare you put me in jail without permission? Aren't you afraid that the Queen Mother will blame you?"

No one answered.

Jiang Youshu was angry, anxious and afraid. He kicked the cell door hard, and the iron chain made a crackling sound.

Lu Yunqi is crazy. Is he trying to steal my credit? Damn, is he crazy?

"Are you a doctor?"

A dry sound that scraped the eardrums suddenly rang out.

At the same time, an old face as wrinkled as tree bark appeared before my eyes, like a ghost.

Jiang Youshu was caught off guard and screamed in fright, then took a step back. Only then did he see clearly that the person coming was an old man with a hunched back. He was not wearing Jinyiwei clothes, and his shadow was swaying in the light of the torch.

It's a human, not a ghost.

Jiang Youshu immediately stepped forward angrily again.

"Open the door quickly, I want to see Lu Yunqi." he shouted.

The wrinkled old man shook his head.

"I don't care about that." He said, staring at Jiang Youshu with bright eyes, "Are you a doctor? Are you a royal physician? Are you a great doctor?"

Jiang Youshu looked at him with disgust.

"Yes, I am a doctor. I am the director of the Imperial Hospital. I am the physician of the Empress Dowager." He shouted, "Who are you?"

The old man's face was filled with a smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"What a coincidence," he said, "I am a doctor too."

…

"What do they say in the palace?"

Captain Jiang asked in a low voice, and respectfully and carefully put the officer's hat on Lu Yunqi.

"There is a prisoner who is sick and in a very difficult situation. Doctor Jiang needs to take care of him." Lu Yunqi said, "Everyone knows that Doctor Jiang is a man who always fulfills his duties. So he simply moved into the cell and will not stop until he takes care of the patient."

Baihu Jiang laughed, then quickly stopped laughing.

"Yes." He said solemnly, and snorted again, "This old guy really doesn't know what's good for him. He didn't learn his lesson after I beat him up, and he even set his sights on Miss Jun again. Miss Jun is not someone he can covet."

Lu Yunqi nodded, straightened his already tight collar, and pursed his thin lips like a curved knife.

"Yes," he said.

Yes, Jiang Youshu was ungrateful. Although everyone knew that Lu Yunqi was making things difficult for Miss Jun, they all forgot one thing: this difficulty could only be made by Lu Yunqi.

If anyone dares to touch the person that Lu Yunqi wants, he will chop off his hand.

"What about the deaths from smallpox in western Hebei..." Captain Jiang asked again after some hesitation.

"She solved the problem of smallpox," said Lu Yunqi.

That is to say, apart from her, no one else is allowed to interfere in this matter, and this matter is not allowed to spread.

Captain Jiang bowed again and replied yes.

Lu Yunqi walked out quickly.

"Your Excellency is going to the palace?" Jiang Baihu followed and asked, "Has the matter of the Chengguogong's son not been finalized yet?"

Lu Yunqi nodded.

"I didn't expect Ning Yan to stand on the side of Duke Cheng." Captain Jiang sighed again.

"Just for himself." Lu Yunqi said.

His words were simple, and Captain Jiang understood after thinking about it. Huang Cheng's son had passed away and he was old, so the position of Grand Academician of the Cabinet might be vacant. In terms of qualifications, Ning Yan had the most hope.

"But Huang Cheng has a lot of connections," he whispered, "and the most important thing is that the emperor wants to..."

Before he could finish his words, a Jinyiwei came running in from outside. When Captain Jiang saw this man, he stopped talking.

"Sir." The Jinyiwei came forward and handed a small paper roll to Lu Yunqi.

Lu Yunqi opened it and took a look, and his thin lips suddenly curled up.

"Ning Yan is lucky," he said, "Zhu Zan is also lucky."

Then he crumpled the note in his hand into a ball.

What happened? Zhu Zan's good fortune was not a good thing for Lu Yunqi.

Baihu Jiang looked slightly gloomy.