Chapter 94 Life and death are preordained
Seeing Song Zhimian's surprise, Lian Qiao felt a little strange.
"What's wrong? Is this surprising?"
Song Zhimian nodded.
"A little! But it's alright! You can concoct so many kinds of poisons, it's no surprise that you have such a powerful elder."
However, didn't your advisor leave behind any life-saving secret medicines or anything like that before he left?
Aren't all doctors trying to leave something behind for future generations?
Just like in the Imperial Medical Academy, if any imperial physician could develop a good prescription, they would be eager to announce it to the whole world.
Then it is passed down to one's descendants, so that their descendants can sit on the laurels and live off their past achievements.
They'll also come up with some other rules about passing down the craft only to men.
The final result is that so-and-so's family is good at treating which diseases.
"To put it bluntly, if any physician in the Imperial Hospital had your advisor's abilities, they'd be jumping around in the mud right now!" Song Zhimian muttered under her breath.
Lian Qiao chuckled, took off her shoes and got into bed, gesturing for Song Zhimian to lie down so she could continue applying the medicine.
"My advisor is no ordinary person!"
Even in Medicine King Valley, it takes many years for someone like that to emerge.
My master said that my master was eccentric and would treat anyone based on personal relationships.
Once you've established a good relationship, he'll treat even the most difficult illnesses without asking for a single penny.
If you don't have a good relationship with someone, even if you put mountains of gold and silver in front of them, they won't even glance at it.
Song Zhimian was even more surprised.
"Your advisor has quite a personality!"
He doesn't care about gold or silver, he only cares about friendship! This...this is so unique!
"That's right! My advisor is incredibly capable!"
"I heard my master tell me that my grandmaster once infiltrated the main army camp of the Biao Kingdom and used a sleeping incense to incapacitate everyone in the camp," Lian Qiao said proudly.
Song Zhimian's eyes widened in surprise.
One person wiped out an entire main enemy camp...
This person must be incredibly powerful!
If this were in modern times, it would be considered a true biochemical superpower, deserving special protection from the state.
"And then? He killed all those people?" Song Zhimian made a throat-slitting gesture.
Lianqiao immediately shook her head.
"How could that be! Medicine King Valley has its own rules, which is that no one in Medicine King Valley is allowed to participate in the struggles between the imperial court and those foreign countries outside."
How could the advisor possibly make such a mistake!
"Then why would he drug everyone in the main army camp for no reason?" Song Zhimian pressed.
"Because one of his pet snakes got lost!" Lian Qiao said earnestly.
"Huh?" Song Zhimian didn't react for a moment.
Seeing that Song Zhimin was completely confused, Lian Qiao smiled and explained it to her.
"Because one of the snakes that the advisor kept was stolen, and then that person hid in the main camp of the Biao Kingdom."
The advisor drugged all the soldiers in the main army camp of the Biao Kingdom in order to retrieve the little snake.
"That...that little snake must be very precious! Could it be a snake king?" Song Zhimian asked subconsciously.
If that's the case, then it makes sense.
These reclusive masters are like this; they treat everything they raise as their lifeblood, even going so far as to drug a garrison soldier to find a snake...
Hmm, the reclusive master's personality is indeed eccentric... no, that's called having a strong character!
"The Snake King? The Snake King is nothing more than food in front of that little snake," Lian Qiao said proudly.
Song Zhimian was startled...
Even more powerful than the Snake King, it must be incredibly venomous, and it must be extremely rare, otherwise why would such a powerful poison-making elder go out to find it!
"Your advisor is quite capable!" Song Zhimian exclaimed.
Lianqiao nodded in agreement.
"My master said that the advisor is indeed amazing!"
Master said that if the advisor wanted to, he could destroy a country all by himself!
But he won't do that!
His master said that his grandmaster often taught him that you can cure an illness but not a person's fate; sometimes life and death are determined by destiny!
The clerk does have the prescription you mentioned for treating congenital heart disease, but he said it's useless to keep it.
They can't even get all the medicine they need.
Song Zhimian felt it was a bit of a pity.
If the prescription had been left behind, Emperor Xiao Xuan might have been able to have a medicine concocted to treat the Crown Prince's heart ailment!
"Zhimian, why are you asking this?"
"You don't have a heart condition!" Lian Qiao was a little confused.
"It's nothing, I was just asking!" Song Zhimian quickly said.
Lianqiao smiled too.
"Don't worry, if anyone around you gets a heart condition, I'll go back to find my master."
Although the master did not know the prescription for treating congenital heart disease, the master was also very capable.
If you have any problems, tell me and I'll ask Master for help. As long as Master takes action, he'll be about 50% sure of success.
"I wouldn't dare say it's a complete cure, but it can certainly save her life," Lian Qiao said confidently.
Song Zhimian chuckled.
"Lianqiao, I'm counting on you from now on!"
Look at all the things you know, you have to look out for me!
"I don't know as much as you! You can kill Cai Boju even if you don't know anything."
"If I let you learn a lot of things, you'd cause a huge uproar!" Lian Qiao said immediately.
Song Zhimian smiled.
"That was a coincidence, just good luck!"
"By the way, do you know who targeted you and the young prince this time?" Lian Qiao suddenly asked.
“I know! King Wu!” Song Zhimin’s face darkened.
"How about... we find a chance to get rid of him?" Lian Qiao leaned closer.
Song Zhimian wanted to too!
But killing the King of Wu isn't something that can be solved simply by poisoning him.
If things are handled poorly, it could implicate many people.
Although Song Zhimin felt she was a little selfish, she couldn't bring herself to do something that would involve innocent people.
She now has an unwavering belief in metaphysics.
It's better to do fewer bad things, lest you be unable to go back to being a decent human being in the future...
...
Song Zhimian continued to recuperate at Zixiao Pavilion.
As she became a fifth-rank female master of ceremonies, Song Zhimian's status also rose accordingly.
She was able to get out of bed and move around, and the gifts in the house were piled up so high they were almost overflowing.
Song Zhimian looked at the items; many of them didn't bear the Inner Palace's insignia, so they should be easy to sell.
Then, thinking about how much space all those things were taking up, Song Zhimin suddenly had an idea.
At this moment, she missed Princess Yongxin terribly!
...
Princess Yongxin seemed to have heard Song Zhimin's call, and came to see her again a few days later.
However, this time she entered the palace alone, not with Xiao Huaijin.
When Song Zhimian saw Princess Yongxin step into Zixiao Pavilion again, she was in a great mood and even specially brewed her favorite rose tea for Princess Yongxin.
"Song Zhimian, you should go back to being that meticulous emcee!"
"I'm not used to you being like this!" Princess Yongxin subconsciously felt that there was nothing good about Song Zhimin's sudden enthusiasm.
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