Chapter 53: Ling Zixia uses a needle to pierce the treacherous
Zhao Wuji's arrival instantly froze the atmosphere at the scene. Everyone held their breath and dared not make a sound.
His gaze was like a sharp ice knife, slowly sweeping across everyone present, and finally stopped at Doctor Sun's face covered in cold sweat.
"Doctor Sun, what exactly is going on? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
The Prime Minister's voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling pressure that seemed to be able to freeze a person's bones.
Doctor Sun's body trembled violently. He quickly stood up from the ground and bowed to Zhao Wuji to reply.
"Reporting to the Prime Minister, Aunt Ling...she seems to have been too frightened, causing her blood to attack her heart, which is why she is coughing up blood and fainting."
His voice was a little uncertain, because he himself was not sure about the strange pulse condition.
Zhao Wuji snorted coldly. He was obviously very dissatisfied with this ambiguous answer.
"Overly frightened? It seems someone is scaring you on purpose!"
As he spoke, his sharp gaze turned to the young eunuch who had already collapsed on the ground with fear.
The young eunuch had been pinned to the ground by the guards and he couldn't even utter a word to beg for mercy.
Zhao Wenxuan was half-kneeling on the ground at this time. He carefully held the "unconscious" Ling Zixia in his arms, his eyes full of anxiety and pity.
He raised his head and spoke to Doctor Sun in an angry voice.
"What are you still standing there for? No matter what method you use, you must wake up my aunt!"
Upon hearing this, Doctor Sun showed an extremely embarrassed look on his face. He felt that this was simply asking too much.
"Sir, please calm down. Auntie's pulse is weak, so it's not appropriate to use strong or strong medicine at this moment. I... I can only prescribe a few doses of calming and qi-boosting prescriptions for her to slowly recover."
This answer obviously did not satisfy Zhao Wenxuan, and his face became even gloomier.
At this moment, Qing'er, who had been holding Ling Zixia, suddenly seemed to remember something, and she spoke anxiously in a crying voice.
"Prime Minister! Young Master! This servant... This servant has finally remembered!"
Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on her, and they all wanted to know what this little maid had discovered.
Qing'er took out the silver jasmine hairpin from her bosom and held it high so that everyone could see it clearly.
"Master was once appreciated by the Empress in the palace. The Empress praised Master for having inherited the true teachings of the Medicine King and even said that Master could heal disasters with golden needles."
Her words were half true and half false, but she cleverly brought up the title of the queen, instantly increasing the weight of her words.
Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wenxuan looked at each other, and both of them remembered Ling Zixia's previous mysterious methods.
Qing'er continued speaking in an anxious tone, as if she was reciting lines she had prepared long ago.
"My master once taught me that if she were to fall into a coma due to an accident, I could use this hairpin to prick the Shaochong acupoint on her fingertip, perhaps to stimulate her heart meridian and help her overcome the danger."
After she finished speaking, she handed the silver hairpin to Zhao Wenxuan, her eyes full of pleading.
"Please help me, sir, and save our master!"
When Doctor Sun heard this, his brows immediately frowned, and he subconsciously wanted to refute.
"Nonsense! Acupuncture is a secret of the medical profession. How could a maid like you know this?"
He believed that this was simply playing with human life and a blatant challenge to his medical authority.
However, Zhao Wenxuan ignored his objection. He just looked deeply at the lifeless Ling Zixia in his arms.
He finally took the silver hairpin from Qing'er, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
At this point, he could only choose to trust Ling Zixia's own arrangements and give it a try.
When Doctor Sun saw this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He could only step aside, muttering "this is ridiculous" to himself.
Zhao Wenxuan carefully lifted up Ling Zixia's cold little hand. Following Qing'er's instructions, he found the Shaochongxue next to her little finger nail.
He held the seemingly ordinary silver hairpin, pointed the sharp tip at the acupuncture point, and stabbed it without hesitation.
No one noticed that just when Zhao Wenxuan was about to insert the needle, Ling Zixia's seemingly unconscious body moved her fingers almost imperceptibly.
She used the power of the golden finger to instantly change the skin and meridian structure around her little finger.
Zhao Wenxuan's silver hairpin didn't pierce the real acupoint, but pierced a part of Ling Zixia's skin that was temporarily "hardened".
The tip of the silver hairpin was guided by a clever force and changed direction instantly.
It slid past Ling Zixia's skin without causing any harm to her.
But to outsiders, it seemed that Zhao Wenxuan had indeed thrust the silver hairpin hard, completing a standard acupuncture procedure.
After doing all this, Zhao Wenxuan raised his head nervously, expecting a miracle to happen.
However, Ling Zixia still lay quietly in his arms, showing no signs of waking up.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhao Wenxuan's eyes. He felt that this method didn't seem to work.
Seeing this, Doctor Sun on the side immediately seized the opportunity. He walked forward and said with a sneer.
"Sir, you see, I've said it before, this is just nonsense from a country woman."
He was just about to continue expressing his insights, but at this moment, something strange happened.
“Cough… cough cough…”
An extremely weak cough came from Ling Zixia's mouth.
Then, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were a little confused at first, but soon became clear again.
She looked at Zhao Wenxuan who was holding her, then looked at the concerned people around her, her face showing just the right amount of weakness and confusion.
"I...what's wrong with me?"
Her voice was hoarse and weak, as if she had just woken up from a serious illness.
An expression of irrepressible ecstasy appeared on Zhao Wenxuan's face, and he spoke excitedly.
"You're awake! Zixia, you're finally awake!"
Doctor Sun looked like he had seen a ghost. He stood there blankly with his mouth wide open, completely unable to speak.
He had clearly taken the patient's pulse just now, and it was definitely a sign of critical damage to the heart meridian. How could he be easily revived by a silver hairpin?
This completely overturned his decades of medical knowledge and made him feel that his worldview had collapsed.
A deep gleam of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and his evaluation of his daughter-in-law was raised to another level.
With Qing'er's support, Ling Zixia slowly stood up from Zhao Wenxuan's arms.
She bowed to Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wenxuan, her face full of apology.
"It is my fault that I have disturbed the Prime Minister and the Young Master. I beg your forgiveness."
Her words were flawless, putting herself in the lowest position.
Zhao Wuji looked at her, and for the first time, a gentle expression appeared on his face.
"It's okay, I'm glad you woke up. Your health is the most important thing."
As he spoke, his eyes glanced subtly at the young eunuch who was pinned to the ground by the guards.
Ling Zixia immediately understood. She followed Zhao Wuji's gaze and a look of compassion appeared on her face.
She walked up to the little eunuch and spoke in an extremely weak voice.
"Prime Minister, I dare to ask for mercy for this eunuch."
Everyone was stunned. They didn't understand why Ling Zixia would plead for someone who almost killed her.
Ling Zixia ignored everyone's gazes and just continued speaking.
"When I was unconscious just now, I fainted and smelled a strange smell. It was somewhat similar to the smell of the traitor in the palace of Concubine De in Fengluan Palace."
Her voice was very soft when she said this, but it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wenxuan.
De Fei! It's De Fei again!
A perfect logical chain of frame-up was completely formed at this moment.
This little eunuch must have been planted in the palace by Concubine De to deal with the assassins in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Everything he did today was to create chaos in the Prime Minister's Mansion and murder Ling Zixia.
A terrifying murderous intent instantly flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. He looked at the little eunuch as if he were looking at a dead person.
Ling Zixia slowly raised her head amidst the murderous intent.
She looked at the little eunuch, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes that no one noticed.
She knew that this innocent little eunuch had become her first stepping stone to overthrow Concubine De.
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