Chapter 170 Uneasy
"The imperial physician will know the answer once he examines it."
Chen He's voice was cold and firm, and every word was like a piece of ice smashed into a boiling pot of oil, instantly stirring up a wave of shock in the hall.
The emperor's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the queen's face which was distorted by extreme fear, and then he slowly uttered a word.
"Test."
The voice was not loud, but it carried an authority that brooked no room for questioning.
Doctor Zhang, the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital, who was standing at the side of the palace, felt his legs go weak and he almost fell to his knees.
He knew that tonight, whether it was verified or not, he had to wade into this muddy water.
He trembled as he led two senior doctors to Xue Minglan, and picked up the medicine box with shaking hands.
"Master Xue."
Xue Minglan didn't even raise his eyelids, but just stretched out his wrist indifferently.
That hand, with distinct joints, pale and slender, at this moment, became the judgment seat that decided the fate of the queen.
Doctor Zhang took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and gently placed three skinny fingers on Xue Minglan's pulse.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Inside the hall, it was so quiet that one could hear everyone's nervous breathing and heartbeats.
The Queen stared at Doctor Zhang's face, not missing any slight change in his expression, her eyes filled with the final madness and hope.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Sudden!
Doctor Zhang's face turned pale, and beads of cold sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead.
The fingers he placed on Xue Minglan's wrist suddenly retracted as if they were burned by fire!
It looked as if he was not diagnosing the patient's pulse, but the evil spirit from hell!
With a "plop" sound.
Doctor Zhang's knees softened and he knelt heavily on the ground. The two doctors behind him also knelt down in unison, their faces pale.
"His Majesty……"
Doctor Zhang's voice trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, filled with unconcealable fear.
"Master Xue's pulse... he has indeed been poisoned by the Purple Marrow Poison!"
boom!
The last string in the queen's mind completely broke!
She staggered back a step, the pearls and jade on the phoenix crown jingled and fell to the ground, her face full of disbelief.
Doctor Zhang seemed to be afraid that the emperor would not believe him, and seemed to be frightened by the strange pulse. He crawled on the ground, and his voice became more and more trembling.
"And... and this poison isn't taken orally, but... it's injected directly into the bloodstream using a needle, using a sharp weapon to break through the skin and flesh!"
He raised his head, tears streaming down his face, his voice filled with a doctor's compassion and fear.
"This technique will cause the poison to spread throughout the body instantly. When poisoned, your internal organs will feel like they're being bitten by thousands of ants, and your bones and muscles will be torn apart. The pain... the pain is worse than being lingchi (a form of torture), it's simply... it's simply worse than death!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall was in an uproar!
The look in everyone's eyes when they looked at Xue Minglan instantly changed from inquiry to sympathy and fear.
When he looked at the queen again, his eyes were like he was looking at a demon in human skin.
The emperor's brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "川" character, and the air pressure around him was frighteningly low. He didn't say a word, but the rage surging in his dragon eyes was enough to burn a person to ashes.
Doctor Zhang didn't dare to look up, kowtowed again, and added.
"But after examining his pulse, I find that the poison seems to be dissipating. However... this poison is treacherous, and I, being uneducated, do not know how to cure it..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Minglan, who had been silent as a statue, finally moved.
He slowly withdrew his hand, and his gloomy eyes turned to Chu Yue, the female doctor beside Chen He. His voice was hoarse but very clear.
"I also want to thank Doctor Chu."
"Detoxify me."
In one sentence, everyone's attention was once again directed to Chen He's side.
When the queen heard the word "detoxification", it was as if she had been hit in the most fatal sore spot. She suddenly raised her head and screamed!
"impossible!"
The voice was shrill and sharp, filled with incomprehensible shock.
"The poison of Purple Marrow Powder...how could you possibly cure it?!"
"There's no cure for that!"
As soon as she said this, she was stunned.
There was an instant of dead silence in the hall.
The air seemed to be frozen by her words.
She admitted it.
In extreme panic and bewilderment, she admitted in person that she knew there was no cure for the Purple Marrow Powder.
This is almost equivalent to confessing one's own guilt!
"good……"
The emperor's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, word by word. The voice was terribly low, like the last calm before the storm.
"What a hopeless case!"
He slowly stood up from the dragon throne and walked down the imperial steps step by step.
Every step seemed to be stepping on the heart of the queen.
He walked up to the queen and looked down at the woman with whom he had slept for more than twenty years. His eyes were cold, unfamiliar, and filled with endless disappointment and rage.
"I ask you."
"As the mother of the country, the queen who rules the country!"
The emperor's voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap!
"A child who has watched you grow up, using such inhumane means!"
"Your heart!"
"What on earth is it made of?!"
The emperor's thunderous question was like a heavy hammer, hitting the queen's heart.
She collapsed completely, her phoenix robe falling to the ground, her jewels scattered, and she looked as disheveled as a defeated pheasant.
"Your heart! What on earth is it made of?!"
This sound was still echoing in the hall, making people tremble.
In this dead silence, a sound as clear and cold as the collision of jades rang out slowly and steadily.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Chen He slowly took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the queen who was lying on the ground. There was no joy of victory in his eyes, only a cold, inquiring doubt.
"I don't understand it either."
"The Empress is Master Xue's aunt. Logically, she should be one of the people who loves him the most in this world."
"But I heard that the Empress is not as kind to Lord Xue as she appears to be. Instead... she treats him more like a servant who can be beaten and scolded at will."
She paused, changed the subject, and looked in Xue Minglan's direction, with a hint of just the right amount of confusion in her voice.
"What's even stranger is that the elders of the Xue family don't seem to care about this matter at all."
"And the Queen actually treated him in such a cruel and inhumane way..."
Chen He frowned slightly, and his clear eyes seemed to be filled with inexplicable confusion.
"Why on earth is this happening?"
"My aunt isn't like an aunt, and my elders aren't like elders. What kind of shocking reason could be hidden in this that could make blood relatives become worse than enemies?"
Every word is like a tiny needle, accurately piercing the most sensitive and gossipy nerve in everyone's heart.
Yeah, why?
This is illogical! It's totally illogical!
Xue Minglan stood there, still gloomy and unhappy. But when he heard Shen He's voice, a barely perceptible ripple appeared in his lifeless eyes.
His thoughts drifted uncontrollably back to last night.
"There will be a big change in the palace tomorrow."
"It's about you."
"No matter what happens or what you hear, you have to be mentally prepared."
Chen He stood under the moonlight, his expression more solemn than he had ever seen.
He just thought it was ridiculous at the time. What else in this world could make Xue Minglan lose his composure?
But now...
When the mystery of his life experience was torn open in blood and exposed in broad daylight, his heart, which had long been soaked in toxins and hatred and hardened as iron, actually felt a little uneasy.
It was an instinctive shudder of being about to touch a horrible truth.
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