Chapter 145 Preparation
Yes.
What Shen He said was not wrong in a single word.
This was her deepest fatigue and fear.
Seeing Chu Yue's shaky expression, Chen He changed the subject again, this time with a bit of persuasion and instigation.
"So, you not only need confidants, you also need... means."
"For those who are disobedient and pretend to obey,
Chen He stretched out her slender jade fingers and tapped lightly in the air.
"Divide them into three groups."
Her voice was so low that it sounded like the whisper of a demon.
"For the first group, whenever they make a mistake, you'll bring out the rules and punish them harshly, making an example of them. You'll punish them until they're scared of you."
"For the second group, those who do well will be generously rewarded. A generous reward, whether it's gold or silver, or a promising future, until they consider you their adopted parent."
Chu Yue held her breath unconsciously.
Chen He looked at her, the smile on his lips deepened, with a hint of coldness that controlled people's hearts.
"As for the third group..."
"More rewards."
"So many that the second group will be jealous and the first group will be jealous to the point of going crazy."
Chu Yue was completely stunned, her mind went blank.
All I could hear was Shen He's cold and cruel voice, which continued to ring in my ears.
"Human nature is base."
“The problem has never been lack of wealth, but rather inequality.”
"Once there's this huge difference, they'll sharpen their minds and fight, snatch, and fight among themselves in the direction you want, without you even having to ask."
"They are competing with each other, and they are suspicious of each other, so they can no longer unite to deal with you."
"Only then, as a medical officer, can you truly hold your own, be able to influence them, and push them to do what you want."
There was dead silence in the inner room.
Only the curl of tea smoke rose silently.
Chu Yue held the cup of tea that had already gone cold, but her wrist was trembling slightly.
She raised her head and stared at the girl in front of her with eyes that looked at a stranger, or even... a monster.
These words are heart-wrenching, and every sentence reveals the darkest part of human nature.
How could a young lady from an aristocratic family who has been raised in seclusion say such words?
This is clearly the ruthlessness and insight that only a veteran who has been immersed in power politics for many years can possess!
Facing Chu Yue's questioning that seemed to see through his soul, Chen He just smiled.
That smile was like spring water breaking through the ice, but it did not reach his eyes.
She neither answered nor argued.
Then Chen He slowly took out a small rosewood box from his arms.
“Boom.”
The wooden box was gently placed on the table. The sound it made was dull, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Chu Yue's heart.
Chu Yue's attention was instantly attracted by the wooden box.
Shen He raised his chin and motioned for her to open it.
Chu Yue's fingertips trembled slightly as she opened the lid of the box.
In an instant, a clear and strange aroma of grass and wood, mixed with a faint smell of blood, filled the entire inner room.
In the box, a strange grass with a silvery-white body and a faint blood-red color flowing between the veins of its leaves was lying quietly on the soft brocade.
Chu Yue's pupils suddenly shrank into needle points!
“This, this is…”
Her voice became hoarse and dry due to extreme shock.
"Silver Spirit Grass?!"
These three words were almost squeezed out from between her teeth!
According to legend, this rare and miraculous medicine only grows in the bitter cold land of the far north, and needs to be watered with the blood of the wolf king. It takes a hundred years to grow to one inch!
Chu Yue stood up suddenly, and the movement was so big that the chair behind him made a harsh friction sound.
She walked quickly to a cabinet in the corner of the inner room, quickly took out a pair of silk gloves as thin as a cicada's wings and put them on.
Her expression changed from shock and horror to incomparable piety in an instant, as if what she was about to touch was not a herb, but a gift from the gods.
Returning to the table, she held her breath and, with her gloved hands, very carefully took the silver spirit grass out of the box.
Then, gently, it was placed on a jade plate covered with snow-white silk.
Her eyes lingered on the silver-white leaves almost greedily.
She observed the color of the leaves, the direction of each vein, and even bent down, put her nose close, and sniffed the unique scent.
Her brows were sometimes tightly furrowed.
Sometimes, I feel relaxed because of the perfect shape of this rare treasure.
After a long time, she raised her head, her eyes filled with unconcealable amazement and a hint of deep regret.
“What a pity…”
Her voice was filled with the heartache of a skilled surgeon seeing a flaw in a perfect piece of jade.
"It's been away from the earth for too long, and without the warmth of special jade, the nourishment of the earth's energy has been cut off, and its medicinal properties... have lost nearly 30%."
She looked at Shen He, her eyes as sharp as a knife.
"If it's three or five days later, this magical medicine would be useless and would be no different from an ordinary herb."
Word by word, she accurately expressed Shen He's deepest worries throughout this journey.
While Chu Yue was concentrating on checking the Silver Spirit Grass, Chen He had already stood up and walked to the washstand beside the inner room.
She scooped up a handful of clean water and washed her face without hesitation.
The cold water absorbed the fatigue she had accumulated from traveling all the way from Qinglang Mountain, and also made her confused mind clearer.
She picked up the soft towel beside her and slowly wiped the water droplets off her face.
With his back to Chu Yue, the voice sounded calmly.
"With it,"
"Can the purple marrow poison in Xue Minglan's body be cured?"
Chu Yue's hand, which was stroking the leaves of the Silver Spirit Grass, paused slightly.
She did not answer immediately, but carefully put the magic medicine back into the rosewood box and closed the lid, as if it were some priceless treasure.
After doing all this, she turned around and looked at Shen He's back.
She nodded.
There was an innate pride and confidence in his tone, which belonged to a doctor.
"Others, not necessarily."
"I can do it."
The words "I can do it" struck Shen He's heart like a magic needle that stabilized the sea.
All the turbulent waves of past and present lives seemed to have found a harbor to anchor at this moment.
Shen He looked at her deeply.
There was no joy or excitement in that look.
There is only a complete and almost desperate trust.
"Tonight?" she asked.
Chu Yue's eyebrows raised slightly, as if she was a little surprised by Shen He's decisiveness, but then she understood.
"Tonight is the best."
Her voice regained the calmness and rationality that were unique to a doctor.
"The Silver Spirit Herb's properties will be lost soon. We can't wait to use it. The sooner we use it, the better our chances of success."
She paused, her eyes becoming deeper.
"But we have to change the place."
"When the purple marrow poison attacks, the poison and the medicinal power collide within the meridians, causing unbearable pain. No matter how much Xue Minglan endures, he will inevitably make some noise."
Chu Yue walked to the window and looked into the depths of the palace, a corner forgotten by everyone.
"The cold palace is the most suitable."
"There's no main seat there any longer. It's guarded by a mad old palace servant. Normally, no one pays any attention to the howling of ghosts and wolves. If we take action there, even if we make a big noise, it will just be considered a ghost haunting us."
This proposal is ruthless, but also extremely thoughtful.
Shen He nodded without hesitation.
"good."
She walked to Chu Yue's desk, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote a few words on a small piece of paper, concise and to the point.
After writing, she folded the note and carefully placed it in an empty medical box.
"Trouble you."
Chu Yue understood and said loudly to the people inside and outside: "Qingdai."
A little girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in light blue medical attire, immediately pushed the door open and came in, standing respectfully with her head bowed.
"Master."
"Send this to Captain Xue's residence in person and hand it to him." Chu Yue handed over the medical box with an unquestionable tone.
"yes."
The young doctor Qingdai didn't dare to ask more questions. She took the medical box, bowed, and hurried out.
In the inner room, only Chen He and Chu Yue were left again.
Chu Yue, who just looked like a general planning a strategy, suddenly had a different aura.
All the emotions on her face were completely removed, replaced by an almost sacred concentration.
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