Sun Sanlang used to give Lin family face, but now he's here worried he'll be sent to the yamen.
Therefore, they immediately made it clear that they had no connection with the Lin family, and the two actually started fighting.
"Enough!"
Zheng Yu gave a stern rebuke, waved his hand, and several men stepped forward, tearing the two wrestling people apart. Sun Sanlang quickly pulled out a stack of letters from his sleeve and threw them straight at Lin's face.
"These secret letters, young master, and the Minister! This is enough to keep Concubine Lin in jail for the rest of her life!"
Minister Zheng's finger trembled as he angrily pointed at Madam Lin, his throat rumbling with heavy breaths: "You...you are so vicious...you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which immediately stained his chest.
"father!"
Zheng Yu and Zheng Heyi pounced at the same time.
Zheng Heyi quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of Zheng Shangshu's mouth. In that instant, tears welled up in her eyes due to worry and anxiety: "Quick! Go and fetch a doctor!"
Suddenly, Lin let out a piercing, sinister laugh and slumped down with disheveled hair.
"Very well! Zheng Yu, I have been utterly defeated today, and you have revealed your true colors! Good Zheng Yu, you're going to turn your back on your family and kill me! But do you think I'm the only one in this mansion hiding a secret? Master, do you dare to say you're completely innocent..."
"Drag her away!" Zheng Yu's expression changed drastically when he saw Lin Shi talking nonsense as if she were possessed. He waved his hand impatiently, "And Sun Sanlang and Zheng Yutang, take them out too! If any of you dare to utter a single word about what happened today, I'll make sure no one has a moment's peace!"
The servants dragged and pulled the group away, and Lin's rude curses gradually faded at the end of the corridor.
Zheng Yu watched as everyone suddenly left, and his previously fierce gaze softened considerably, replaced by persistent weariness: "Heyi, quickly look at your father..."
Minister Zheng could no longer hold on, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, spraying onto the snow-white wall with a loud "whoosh".
Qingju hurriedly supported the swaying Minister Zheng: "My lord!"
Zheng Yu was anxious. "Quickly, summon a doctor!" Zheng Heyi held her father's cold hand, tears dripping onto the back of his hand.
"The doctor will be here soon, Father, you must hold on..."
The sun outside the window had melted into the twilight at some point, and brilliant spots of light shone through the gauze curtains onto the messy ground. The setting sun was like blood, and it also faintly gilded the room with a brilliant blood color.
[Minister Zheng vomits blood and falls into a coma! This plot is too heartbreaking!]
The Lin mother and daughter have finally gotten their comeuppance! It's a cause for celebration!
[The healer has finally arrived! Your Excellency, you must hold on!]
[Wait, why is He Yi blushing? Is there some foreshadowing?]
The doctor hurriedly stepped into the room with his medicine box on his back. At that time, Minister Zheng was already limp on the bed.
Bloodstains still clung to the corners of his lips, and Qingju's hand holding the candlestick trembled. Warm yellow light enveloped the room, and everyone's expressions remained the same.
The doctor, however, remained calm and composed. He stroked his pale beard as he stepped forward, put down his medical kit, and then sat down on the small stool that Qingju had brought.
The moment the doctor placed his fingers on Minister Zheng's wrist, Zheng Yu immediately stepped forward, urging him, "Sir, how is my father's knife now?"
"A weak and floating pulse indicates that the heart is being attacked by sudden internal heat."
The doctor took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead and continued calmly, "Fortunately, the heart meridian has not been damaged. He just needs to rest and recuperate, and take some prescriptions to soothe the liver and regulate qi. In short, he needs to rest well."
The doctor naturally did not witness what happened today, but he was just curious. He had always been the one treating the master, and it was rare for Minister Zheng's condition to fluctuate so repeatedly.
Logically, with the support of various precious Chinese herbal medicines, the illness should have started to improve, but unexpectedly, contrary to expectations, it even seemed to be getting out of control.
"Qingju, take a few proper people and go with the doctor to get the medicine according to the prescription as soon as possible." Zheng Yu spoke before the doctor could finish, his mood also very bad when his eyes swept over the mess on the ground, his eyes were ashen.
"Speaking of which, we are so grateful that you were prepared today, brother," Zheng Heyi knelt beside the bed, gently and carefully wiping her father's face with a warm towel. Seeing Minister Zheng's current condition, she naturally felt distressed, and her throat tightened.
"If it weren't for your foresight, brother, in knowing Lin's schemes and having someone secretly monitor Sun Sanlang's correspondence, we would have really fallen into Lin's hands."
"It's just a small effort. My father is terminally ill, and there are more and more things to do at home. I'm very grateful for your cooperation this time," Zheng Yu interrupted He Yi.
His gaze, however, fell upon his younger sister's flushed face, and he looked at her with surprise.
The flickering candlelight illuminated half of He Yi's face, making it appear as if she had just applied deep red rouge. He was about to ask a question when he saw He Yi suddenly press her hand to her temple.
Zheng Heyi clearly also felt that something was wrong with her situation.
Her fingertips trembled slightly as she tried to stand up.
Zheng Yu stepped forward. "Heyi, your face is so red. How are you feeling? Is something bothering you?"
As Zheng Yu asked questions, he observed her changes and discovered that a large patch of fine sweat had appeared on He Yi's forehead, and her neck, exposed at the collar, was turning a terrifying red at a visible speed.
The red replaced the white of her skin, and He Yi pulled at her clothes around her neck in surprise, feeling only irritation.
"Brother, I don't know what's wrong, but right now I feel so hot!" He Yi said, biting her lower lip.
Suddenly she remembered that at the birthday banquet just now, Madam Lin had asked Zheng Yutang to pour her wine. At that time, she did not pay attention and drank some casually. Could it be that the wine was poisoned?
At that moment, He Yi's fingers touched her burning earlobe.
[Ahhh! The Lin family actually poisoned the wine!]
[Evil female supporting character, run! This is an aphrodisiac! The symptoms are exactly the same!]
The candle flame on the table suddenly exploded, and sparks splashed onto He Yi's wrist, but she felt no pain.
Zheng Yu's voice seemed to come from a very distant, ethereal place, "Heyi, how are you feeling? I'll have someone fetch a doctor right away."
Zheng Heyi felt dazed and confused, her chest tight and her breath short. This uncomfortable feeling gripped her. When Zheng Yu saw that Heyi did not answer him, he knew that the situation might be very serious. He hurriedly said to Qingju, "Quickly invite the doctor. Don't let him go back. No! Invite the Imperial Hospital's chief physician directly!"
"Brother!" He Yi staggered to her feet—"No need, I can manage. You stay here and watch over Father. I'll go change my clothes and come right back." Before she finished speaking, she staggered out.
Zheng Yu reached out to help He Yi, but his fingers touched He Yi's burning hot skin, and he was so shocked that he immediately withdrew his hand.
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