Just then, the imperial physician entered the room carrying the prepared antidote. He walked to Helian Si's side and began to comfort him.
"Princess, let me give this antidote to Young Master Jinghua. The Nightmare Poison in Young Master Jinghua's body will be cured. You need not worry too much."
Helian Si shook his head and held out his hand to the imperial physician, "Let me do it."
The handsome teacher was poisoned by the Nightmare Poison while protecting her, so it was only natural for her to feed him the medicine.
"this……"
The imperial physician hesitated. The princess was of noble birth; there was no need for her to administer medicine.
However, seeing the insistence on Helian Si's face, the imperial physician finally gave the antidote he was holding to Helian Si.
The ideal was beautiful, but the reality was harsh. Helian Si tried several times but failed to get the medicine into Nan Rongjing's mouth. Helian Si blinked, somewhat helpless. She had been careless.
“Princess, why don’t I do it?”
The imperial physician watched with a mixture of heartache and regret. The medicine made from snow lotus was precious, and those two drops the princess had just spilled were a real pain in his heart.
Faced with the cruel reality, Helian Si chose to yield and return the antidote to the imperial physician.
She stood up and stood to one side, not daring to go too far since Nan Rong Jinghua was still holding her hand; she stayed nearby.
I plan to come and observe in person, so I can humbly learn how to administer medicine to a person who is unconscious.
However,
What the imperial physician did next made Helian Si silently turn his eyes away, unable to watch.
The imperial physician stepped forward, forcibly pried open the handsome scholar's mouth, and in a few swift movements, poured the bowl of antidote down his throat, not a drop left.
Simple, direct, and decisive—truly befitting an experienced imperial physician.
The imperial physician helped Nanrong Jinghua lie back down on the soft couch, then bowed to Helian Si and spoke.
"Princess, Young Master Jinghua has taken the antidote. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Nightmare Poison in Young Master Jinghua's body will be cured."
Helian Si managed to maintain his composure, nodding gracefully and replying,
"Thank you for your hard work, Imperial Physician."
The imperial physician stole a glance at Helian Si, at the hand that Nan Rong Jinghua was tightly holding, pondered for a moment, and then said...
"This old minister dares not. Then, this old minister shall go out first. After the incense has burned for a while, this old minister shall come back to take Young Master Jinghua's pulse."
Helian Si nodded, "Okay."
Sometimes, the imperial physician would even thoughtfully close the door for the two of them, which Helian Si found somewhat strange.
But then I thought, maybe it's because the handsome teacher can't be exposed to the wind right now, so I didn't think about it anymore.
She sat back down on the soft couch, looking at her hand still being held tightly by the handsome tutor, and sighed softly in resignation.
However, after all this commotion, Helian Si temporarily forgot his intention to remove the long, silvery-white silk covering Nan Rong Jinghua's eyes.
Sitting quietly beside the soft couch, gazing blankly at the stunningly beautiful face of Nanrong Jinghua, on the treetops outside the window...
Two or three kingfishers were chirping, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, creating a beautiful scene. Helian Si's beautiful peach blossom eyes...
His eyelids drooped one after another, and slowly, slowly, he leaned against the soft couch and fell asleep.
Only after Helian Si's breathing became even during his cultivation did Nanrong Jinghua, who had been sleeping soundly on the soft couch, slowly open her eyes beneath the long silver silk robe.
Long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles gently tapped Helian Si's forehead. Helian Si slept even more soundly. He then sat up.
He picked up Helian Si and gently placed him on the soft couch. The long, silver-white silk covering his eyes disappeared silently.
Three thousand strands of black hair could be seen transforming into silver threads, and silver eyes were like a vast starry sky, deep and unfathomable.
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