Yan Qianhe felt that she simply couldn't accept this situation from the bottom of her heart.
There's no way my own antidote could be faulty!
Although this antidote cannot completely eliminate the toxins, it shouldn't be completely ineffective either.
After thinking for a moment, Yan Qianhe still felt that it couldn't be that there was a problem with the antidote, so she silently comforted herself, thinking that the time was not right yet and she should wait and see.
So she didn't respond to Cangyun's words, but stood quietly to the side, observing Zhuque's situation while continuing to wait silently.
Suddenly, the surroundings became eerily quiet.
At this moment, even Li Chang'an, who is usually very calm, felt a little uneasy.
Time always seems to pass the longest while you're waiting.
Just as Yan Qianhe was beginning to doubt herself, Zhuque suddenly reacted.
Her pale face and lips gradually turned red, then purple, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her body was trembling slightly, as if she were shivering.
What's going on?
Li Chang'an asked in a deep voice, her expression becoming increasingly solemn. Looking at Zhuque's distressed appearance, she felt extremely worried.
Meanwhile, everyone else's hearts were in their throats, so tense that they seemed to forget to breathe.
Just then, Suzaku's body suddenly twitched, then he bent over, groaned, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
After vomiting blood, Zhuque's complexion immediately returned to normal, but she felt completely drained and collapsed heavily back down.
"Vermilion Bird!"
Cangyun quickly reached out and supported half of Zhuque's body, his voice trembling slightly due to his nervousness.
But Yan Qianhe had a relieved expression on her face.
She glanced at the small pool of black blood on the ground, then stepped forward, squatted down in front of Zhuque, and reached out to take her pulse.
"I advise you not to touch what she vomited; it's full of expelled toxins."
Yan Qianhe squinted, feeling the pulse as he spoke slowly to Cangyun, who was about to reach out to wipe the blood from Zhuque's mouth.
Upon hearing this, Cangyun had no choice but to awkwardly withdraw his hand and instead took out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains from Zhuque's mouth and chin.
After taking her pulse, Yan Qianhe finally felt completely relieved.
Immediately, she reached out and precisely and swiftly pressed several acupoints on Zhuque's body, while simultaneously placing her other hand in a palm position on Zhuque's back to transfer some internal energy into her.
Zhuque's complexion began to become rosy and vibrant at a visible speed, as if the internal energy that had just entered her body carried the power to bring withered trees back to life.
"How is the situation now?"
Li Chang'an also stepped forward and asked with concern.
Seeing that Zhuque was showing signs of improvement, Li Chang'an's heart finally calmed down a little.
"Fortunately, most of the poison has been expelled. After soaking in this pool for three days and three nights, all the remaining poison in my body will be completely eliminated."
After saying that, Yan Qianhe withdrew his palm and then let out a deep breath.
Li Chang'an's brows finally relaxed, and he then helped Cang Yun help Zhuque into the hot spring pool.
When Li Chang'an first encountered Zhuque, she felt that he was stiff and rigid, as if all the muscles and joints in his body were tense. She couldn't help but feel a little worried, so she turned to Yan Qianhe and asked what was going on.
“She hasn’t eaten, drunk, or moved for several days, so it’s normal for her body to be stiff. When you helped her just now, did you also feel that she was very heavy? That’s because her limbs are stiff and her muscles are tense.”
Yan Qianhe patiently answered Li Chang'an's questions. At this moment, she seemed to have become an all-knowing know-it-all.
After thinking it over carefully, Li Chang'an realized that when he helped Zhuque into the hot spring, it did feel a little difficult to handle, but he didn't feel that it was too heavy.
This must be thanks to Cangyun.
Throughout the journey, Cangyun carried Zhuque on his back without the slightest negligence, and the other man didn't even have to catch his breath.
Seeing Cangyun squatting by the pool, staring intently at the Vermilion Bird, Li Chang'an understood immediately, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Then she stepped forward, squatted down, and gently tucked a few loose strands of hair from Zhuque's temple behind her ear. Then, as if murmuring to herself, she said, "It will be alright, everything will be alright."
Cangyun overheard everything. He was stunned for a moment, then felt a warmth in his heart. Looking at the woman's gentle profile, he finally understood why his prince was so obsessed with such a strange woman in his eyes.
This was certainly not an ordinary woman.
When we first met, she might have seemed cold and unapproachable, with a heart of ice.
But once you truly understand her, you'll discover that she's actually a remarkably flesh-and-blood person.
Perhaps her cold and indifferent exterior is just a defense mechanism, but the passionate heart inside can subtly influence those around her.
She wasn't heartless; rather, she was so sentimental that all her feelings were subtly woven into every action, word, and deed she made.
Feng Beichuan watched silently from the side, and he too was deeply moved.
He knew he could not possibly escape unscathed.
The woman's attraction to him seemed to have long been fatal.
The closer you get, the more irresistible it becomes; even if you face an abyss, you simply cannot easily give it up.
So be it.
Even if she were to fall into that abyss and be shattered to pieces, she would accept it simply because it was her.
Just as everyone was deep in thought, the Vermilion Bird in the pond suddenly went limp and swayed to one side.
Li Chang'an and Cang Yun quickly stepped in to support him, and were surprised to find that Zhuque's body did not seem as stiff as it had been at the beginning.
Perhaps because she was surrounded by the steam rising from the hot spring, Zhuque's cheeks began to turn red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and the tip of her nose.
However, the sweat beads were not crystal clear, but rather had a strange, murky quality.
Then, Tao Yaojun suddenly exclaimed in a tearful voice, "My Goddess! My hot spring water! It's changed color!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Tao Yaojun with some surprise, feeling puzzled by what he had just said.
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