Qin Zhaoyue has once again become the target of public criticism.
Her nostrils twitched, and she felt a stinging sensation in her eyes, just like the reaction of the elderly patients in the clinic when their ventilators stopped working.
"Didn't we expect this all along?"
"It was a last resort, so it's only natural that it would fail."
The next moment, Qin Zhaoyue's gaze swept across the old man's face, and she turned and walked straight out.
Sui Mo reacted first and stood in front of her, with the members of the Mo Group protecting her on both sides. The team in front subconsciously made way for her.
Qin Zhaoqiong opened her mouth, worried that her sister was too agitated, and was about to say something to comfort her when she saw that her sister was not leaving. Instead, she picked up a silk cloth and dipped it in strong liquor.
According to previous statements, this was to disinfect the needle tip.
The group fell silent for a moment, but then immediately became restless upon seeing this.
"Your Highness!" The young military officer from the Armed Forces Department immediately stepped forward, "This must not continue."
Immediately, someone echoed, "People have already died from this treatment, proving that this method is not feasible."
Everyone followed suit, "Yes, Your Highness..."
Because of the princess's obvious protection earlier, they did not say anything too harsh.
But their meaning was very clear: they firmly disagreed with trying again!
They're not stupid; even the doctor said it might be effective, yet they kept trying to stop it.
If they were saved, it would be thanks to the Sixth Prince; if they hadn't, they might all have been punished.
A considerable number of officials in the court adhered to one principle: seek no merit but no fault.
So even if it's annoying, you should still try to persuade them.
If something really happens, we can use this as an excuse.
Qin Zhaoyue acted as if she hadn't heard, and continued to wipe the needle tip with strong liquor.
The eldest princess did not respond to the officials, her gaze fixed on her younger sister.
She was indeed overwhelmed with joy, thinking that her sister had just been modestly making excuses.
But with such vivid examples right in front of her, she dared not continue trying.
Even if this method really works, even if there is a 30% success rate, what about the remaining 70%?
If conventional methods are used, whether acupuncture or medication, saving 30% of the patients is a commendable achievement.
Unfortunately, the younger sister's method was so unconventional that neither the imperial physicians nor the folk doctors had ever heard of it.
What good is saving 30%? Without a case, everyone will only focus on the 70% who died!
If manipulated by someone with ulterior motives, it can be used to attack others at any time.
Qin Zhaoqiong strode towards her younger sister, "Zhaoyue, stop. You've already done your best."
With only one person dying, which is already on the verge of death, and with the previous merits of Jing Shui and her guarantee, it shouldn't cause any major upheavals.
Qin Zhaoyue's hands kept moving.
Although it's not as good as an injection needle, the materials used in this hidden weapon are of high quality and can withstand high temperatures.
After wiping it with strong liquor, she put it into boiling water, trying to be as thorough as possible within the scope of what she could think of.
Hearing her elder sister's words, Qin Zhaoyue spoke calmly:
"If there is another way, I can stop; if not, I will not stop."
His tone was flat, yet it carried a resounding power—a side of him that Qin Zhaoqiong had never seen before.
“I can wait. I will use this method only when Dr. Jiang determines that the patient is on the verge of death and beyond saving.”
"We'll try anything, even if it's a dead end; we'll save as many as we can."
Qin Zhaoyue wasn't stupid; she knew the potential consequences of this matter.
However, we must thank the original owner of this body again. The image she had cultivated over the years was already bad enough. How much worse could it get?
Her intention was to save people; would the Queen Mother kill her if she found out?
Given her royal status and her lack of interest in becoming heir apparent, she would only face some punishment at most.
Damaging her reputation? Ha... she can afford it.
Qin Zhaoqiong was speechless for a moment, never expecting her sixth sister to be so insistent.
She could have summoned her personal guards to forcibly drive them away, and even if the Azure Phoenix Guards tried to stop her, it wouldn't have mattered, but she hesitated to speak again.
Just then, Jiang Qingpu, having recovered, spoke up:
"It works! This method works!"
He had just taken the old man's pulse and could feel that it was normal.
"The patient's body was too weak, so they couldn't withstand it..."
"I often resort to unconventional methods and adjust prescriptions and quantities at the last minute, as if I'm facing a dead end."
Although the Sixth Princess's methods were peculiar, they were essentially no different.
"If she should be blamed for this, then I have already killed hundreds of patients!"
Having finally seen some hope, Jiang Qingpu refused to give up no matter what.
There may be some exaggeration involved, but there's no other way, is there?
The imperial physician, who had previously vehemently refuted the accusations, hesitated for a moment and ultimately remained silent.
He also took the pulse and confirmed that the old man's condition had improved. As for why he suddenly died... perhaps it really was as the doctor said?
Having spent many years in the palace, he knew the saying "the more you say, the more mistakes you make," and sometimes he would rather be without fault than be radical.
Therefore, Imperial Physician Fang did not respond and chose to protect himself.
At this moment, Meng Jian got off the bed and spoke for the first time: "The patient's agitation has indeed subsided."
Two days ago, he used his true qi to investigate. Although he was not knowledgeable in pharmacology, he was deeply impressed by the straightforward feedback from his true qi. The difference before and after was obvious.
Many officials present turned their heads in surprise.
It's understandable that Dr. Jiang was desperate, so why did this Deputy Commander Meng offer his support?
"What...are you arguing about..."
At some point, the thin boy in the shadows of the eaves regained consciousness.
He was young and strong, and when he couldn't bear the burning sensation in his chest and abdomen, he would scratch it indiscriminately, leaving no good skin on his chest.
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