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On the other hand, if he died under Su Xiaoxiao’s treatment and the Western Jin Emperor pursued the matter her, Su Xiaoxiao would definitely be implicated.

She muttered gloomily, “What’s going on!”

After the pill entered his body, it began to take effect about half an hour later.

Zhuge Qing first felt the pain lessen. His legs no longer felt like they were being pricked by needles, and he no longer felt the discomfort of being bitten by ten thousand ants.

This process was very slow. At first, he thought that the rain had stopped, so the pain in his leg naturally lessened.

However, in the afternoon, the pain almost disappeared.

It almost meant that he could still feel a trace of pain, but it was much easier than before.

Wei Ting asked Fu Su, Ah Fu, and Xing’er to send the three little fellows to the Old Marquis’s place to play for a day. The few of them stayed by the bed and observed every change in Zhuge Qing.

In the evening, there was a hint of color in his pale face.

He felt hungry.

In the past few years, he had been tortured by illness until he had no appetite. Now, he finally had some appetite.

Ah Yuan was extremely excited. “Sir, what do you want to eat? I’ll cook immediately! ”

Zhuge Qing thought for a moment. “I want to eat… pearl balls.”

Xiaohu’s pig balls.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Ah Yuan hurriedly went to make glutinous rice balls. Sir did not eat meat, so he made them with lotus roots and glutinous rice.

Su Xiaoxiao would take his pulse every hour. His pulse was smooth, and the

cold illness in his body was dissipating. Everything was developing in a good direction. It seemed that the prescription was right. Ah Yuan brought in the steamed pearl balls.

Zhuge Qing ate two.

He had a sense of taste.

“Ah Yuan, put less salt next time.”

Ah Yuan’s eyes turned red.

Teacher never mentioned his condition, so Mei Ji and the others didn’t know that Teacher’s food was actually tasteless.

If not for the fact that he had once placed salt into glutinous rice balls as sugar, Ah Yuan would not have known that Sir had long lost his taste buds.

He cried tears of joy. “That’s great… Sir, you’re finally well…”

Before he could finish, Zhuge Qing’s body suddenly trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was shocked. Wei Ting said, “Second Brother!”

Mei Ji said, “Sir!”

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly grabbed his pulse. “He’s not poisoned…”

Mei Ji said anxiously, “Why would he vomit blood if he wasn’t poisoned? Did you follow the prescription correctly?”

Su Xiaoxiao pondered and said, “The prescription is correct. Otherwise, his pulse wouldn’t have improved. As for the reason for vomiting blood…”

“The reason is that you only have half of the prescription.” An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded at the door.

The assassin and Mei Ji rushed over and waited solemnly.

The other party looked up, revealing a weathered face under the lantern.

“It’s you?” Mei Ji recognized him.

Wei Ting walked over. “Who is he?”

Mei Ji said angrily, “He’s Feng Xiaoran’s medicine master. His name is Sai Hua Tuo!”

The killer tightened his grip on the ring-headed knife at his waist.

Saihua Tuo sighed. “I don’t mean any harm. I came to see Sir.”

Mei Ji said coldly, “You traitor, are you worthy of mentioning Sir? Have you forgotten who saved you from the island back then? You turned around and joined Sir’s sworn enemy and even sold him Sir’s information! I wish I could cut you into pieces!”

She raised her hand to kill Sai Huatuo.

Wei Ting stopped her and said to Sai Huatuo, “You just said that there’s only half of the prescription.”

Saihua Tuo said, “If I’m not wrong, you obtained the prescription from an apothecary, right? That prescription records a patient’s medical case. His symptoms are very similar to Sir’s.”

Su Xiaoxiao stood at the door and looked at him steadily. “What’s your relationship with that person?”

Sai Huatuo said seriously, “He’s my rascal disciple. He stole those medical skills and notes from me. However, that prescription is incomplete. The medicinal pill you refined according to the prescription is effective, but it’s only half the cure. ”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him deeply. “Give me a few words first.”

Saihua Tuo picked up a branch from the ground and wrote on the soil.

The handwriting was the same as in the medical documents.

Su Xiaoxiao believed that those medical books and notes were his. She didn’t expect to meet the master of the medicine master of the Western Jin Dynasty here.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Come in and talk.”

Mei Ji didn’t want this traitor to enter. The assassin pulled Mei Ji away.

Wei Ting brought Sai Huatuo into Zhuge Qing’s room.

Mei Ji looked at his back coldly. “If he dares to touch a strand of Sir’s hair, I’ll kill him!”

Saihua Tuo came to the bed.

Zhuge Qing had already fainted.

He took Zhuge Qing’s pulse and asked Ah Yuan to bring over the medicine dregs that Su Xiaoxiao had refined.

“The medicine is fine.”

Not only was there no problem, but it could even be said to have been refined extremely well. If it were him, he might not be able to refine it so well.

“But Sir vomited blood,” Mei Ji said.

Sai Huatuo said, “What he vomited was the cold air and blood clot in his body. It’s not a bad thing. His meridians are even smoother. For at least half a year, you don’t have to worry about your life.”

“What about half a year later?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Sai Huatuo said, “Half a year later, refine the medicine according to the remaining half of the prescription and you can recover.”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously. “How do you know about this illness?”

Saihua Tuo paused and said in a low voice, “The patient recorded in the handwritten letter… is my son. I traveled around the world to find medicine for him to treat his cold illness. Unfortunately, he couldn’t wait until that day.” Everyone fell silent.

Sai Huatuo said, “I’ve gathered more than half of the herbs on the prescription.

I can give them all to you. There are still four herbs left. They’re in Feng Xiaoran’s hands and in the Third Prince’s residence..”