Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but call out his name. She quickly got off the wooden stool and ran to the horse's side.
Yan Shiman's face was so pale it was almost transparent. His eyes were closed, his lips were purple, and he was leaning back unconsciously, only being protected from falling off the horse by Bei Feng's chest.
Shen Yunjiao's heart sank to the bottom.
She immediately looked up at Beifeng and said, "Beifeng, carry Shiman down on your back, I will treat him."
Bei Feng shook his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'm going inside to find Physician Jiang."
“Imperial Physician Jiang went to Baohua Temple with the Empress Dowager this afternoon, and he is not in the palace now,” Shen Yunjiao quickly explained. “Put him down, saving lives is the priority.”
Shen Yunjiao's eyes were serious and firm, making people want to believe her without even realizing it.
Bei Feng pondered for only a moment before embracing Yan Shiman and leaping off his horse.
Shen Yunjiao said to him, "Come on, get in the Shen family's carriage with me."
Fu Xia had been waiting for them for a long time, and after Shen Yunjiao and her group got into the car, she easily took out the first-aid kit that Shen Yunjiao had been hiding in the car's secret compartment.
Shen Yunjiao reached out to check Yan Shiman's pulse and calmly asked, "What kind of poison did he suffer from?"
Bei Feng took out the three poisoned needles from his sleeve. "I don't know, but the poisoned needles are here, and I brought them with me."
While taking her pulse, Shen Yunjiao picked up the poisoned needle to examine it.
The tip of the poison needle is visibly yellow.
"Where did you insert the needle?" Shen Yunjiao asked, looking up at her.
Bei Feng quickly turned Yan Shiman's head to one side, "Here."
Shen Yunjiao leaned closer to take a closer look, and the blood flowing from the needle hole was red mixed with yellow.
"A snake coils around a vine."
Shen Yunjiao turned to Fu Xia and said, "Bring me the gloves, the knife, and the anesthetic."
Bei Feng saw that the maid beside Shen Yunjiao took out four sheep intestines that looked like human hands from the medicine box.
After putting it in his own hands and Shen Yunjiao's hands first, he handed her a small, gleaming silver knife.
Fu Xia had already worked with Shen Yunjiao at the clinic several times, and now she was skilled and not flustered at all.
But this was the first time the North Wind had ever seen such a scene.
Seeing that Shen Yunjiao was about to hold a knife to Yan Shiman's neck, he quickly and warily blocked it with his hand, "Miss Shen, what are you trying to do?"
Shen Yunjiao didn't have much patience. She stared at Beifeng and said, word by word, "I want to save people. I need to release the poisoned blood."
"The poison in Shi Manzhong is called Snake Entangling Vine, a unique poison of the Northern Hu."
Bei Feng found it utterly unbelievable that someone could determine what kind of poison Yan Shiman had been given just by a few poison needles.
I must have been confused. At such a crucial moment, I was actually playing house with Miss Shen.
Bei Feng's face suddenly turned cold. He picked up Yan Shiman and tried to get out of the carriage. "Miss Chen, excuse me, I need to go to the palace to see the imperial physician!"
Even if Physician Jiang is not here, the Imperial Hospital will always have other physicians.
He must save Yan Shiman!
Seeing that he didn't believe her, Shen Yunjiao's face turned ugly. "Beifeng, sit back down! Yan Shiman will definitely bleed out now with this poison. Do you want to see him die from the poison spreading throughout his body?"
The north wind froze.
Shen Yunjiao took the opportunity to explain, "Yan Shiman's pulse rate is very fast and it is like rolling beads. This is the pulse rate when poisoned by the snake-entwining vine. The sap of the snake-entwining vine is yellow and extremely difficult to remove, so the needle tip of the poison needle and the wound left behind will have yellow sap."
"If you are afflicted by a snake vine, you will surely die if you do not release the poison within an hour."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Beifeng's mind went blank, and he felt as if he were frozen in ice, unable to move.
Seeing that he no longer resisted, Shen Yunjiao whispered, "Hold Yan Shiman by your side and don't move around."
The area where Yan Shiman was poisoned was still some distance from blood vessels.
All you need to do is dig out that piece of flesh.
"Be prepared, North Wind, I'm about to make my move."
North Wind nodded, but his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
He wasn't unfamiliar with bloody scenes, but it was Yan Shiman who was injured.
Bei Feng held Yan Shiman without moving. When he saw the sharp knife tip piercing his neck, his heart skipped a beat, and he almost felt a real stabbing pain.
"He's been released, don't worry."
Shen Yunjiao reassured her, her hands moving swiftly and quickly, "Fuxia, bring the anesthetic over here."
The jars of secret medicine that Yelü Qi gave to Shen Yunjiao could be taken both internally and externally.
To prevent Yan Shiman from being in unbearable pain when he woke up, Shen Yunjiao decided to apply the medicine to him at that moment.
"Gauze, scissors." Fu Xia obeyed the order and handed them to Shen Yunjiao one by one.
After Shen Yunjiao finished tending to Yan Shiman's wounds, her forehead covered in sweat, she called out to the coachman outside, "Uncle Lin, let's go to Ziyun Tower."
"Miss Chen, please take the young master to my residence," Bei Feng pleaded softly, his gaze never leaving the person in his arms.
Shen Yunjiao glanced at him, "That's fine too. I'll give him acupuncture to remove the poison when we get there."
Bei Feng's expression wasn't good either. Shen Yunjiao noticed that his arm, wrapped in white gauze, was tightly holding Yan Shiman, not even caring that the gauze was soaked with blood.
Shen Yunjiao sighed inwardly; this person's character was exactly the same as her boss's.
Along the way, Shen Yunjiao took Yan Shiman's pulse three times. Only after confirming that the poisoned blood had not seeped into his body did she throw away her gloves and carefully disinfect the knives she had used with strong liquor.
Bei Feng calmed down a bit. He gently pulled Yan Shiman closer and saw that his lips, which had turned from purplish-blue, slowly returned to their previous rosy color. He hurriedly asked Shen Yunjiao, "Is the young master out of danger?"
Shen Yunjiao pondered for a moment, then said, "I suppose so."
Everything depends on when he wakes up.
Seeing that Bei Feng had finally returned to normal, Shen Yunjiao asked, "Where did you all go? How did Shi Man get poisoned?"
Bei Feng knew that Shen Yunjiao had a good relationship with Prince Yan, and that she was the person his master valued most, so he did not intend to hide it from her.
"The Prince of Guangping's mansion was attacked today, and we went to rescue him. We originally wanted to spare the life of one of the assassins so we could take him back for interrogation, but we didn't expect him to be hiding poison needles." A trace of solemnity flashed across Bei Feng's eyes.
Shen Yunjiao frowned slightly, "Who are these assassins, and why did they attack the Prince of Guangping's residence in broad daylight?"
North Wind shook his head. "I don't know either."
All he knew was that Yan Shiman had risked her life to tackle him, was injured for his sake, and was now unconscious.
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