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"Hmm... so hot..."

In Jingyang Palace, Concubine Wan Su Qingwan murmured vaguely. Her formerly cold face was now pale, with a few strands of hair soaked in cold sweat sticking to her cheeks.

The luxurious red gold phoenix robe on her body was messy due to pain, and the collar slipped down, revealing a piece of skin that was extremely flushed.

Ye Shengge knelt in front of the couch and pressed his hands under her heart, but her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Your Majesty, please bear with me for a moment longer." Ye Shengge lowered his head and said in the gentle tone unique to a palace eunuch, using precise force.

Just a moment ago, he was an outstanding modern physician. When he opened his eyes again, he was actually a young eunuch named Ye Shengge in the Great Xia Palace, and he was also a "fake eunuch"!

What's even more fatal is that as soon as he crossed over, he faced a dead end.

Eunuch Zhao, the director of the Shangshan Restaurant, deliberately cooked up Longfeng Chengxiang Soup, a soup that greatly replenished pure yang, to please Concubine Wan.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingwan only took a sip before she suddenly vomited blood, her limbs stiffened and twitched, and she fell unconscious on the spot.

The emperor was furious and believed that someone had poisoned him. All the palace officials in Shangshan Prison were immediately executed with sticks.Ye Shengge had been dragged outside the palace, with the knife pointed at his neck.

At the critical moment, he could only shout: "Your Majesty, have mercy! Maybe this slave can save the noble concubine!"

"How presumptuous! How dare a lowly servant touch the body of a noble concubine!" An old eunuch scolded in a sharp voice and stepped forward to pull him away.

"Stop!"

The emperor on the dragon throne suddenly stood up, his face gloomy, his eyes fixed on Ye Shengge: "Let him be cured! If he cannot be saved, I will execute him in Lingchi, and everyone in Shangshan Prison will be buried with him!"

The emperor allowed him to treat Concubine Wan, which led to the scene just now.

There was dead silence in the palace.

Ye Shengge's back was soaked with cold sweat, and there was no way out.

He forced himself to calm down and quickly observed the lady's symptoms - dull blood vomiting, finger spasms... This was not poisoning at all!

"Your Majesty, gentlemen of the imperial family," he tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, "the disease suffered by the imperial concubine is not caused by poisoning, but caused by deficiency due to lack of supplementation, the strong nature of the decoction, and the sudden conflict with the old cold and cold poison in the imperial concubine's body!"

"Absurd!" Zhou Zhongjing, the head of the imperial hospital, immediately refuted it, "The imperial concubine is clearly a sign of poisoning! What kind of medical skills do you, an eunuch, know? You are talking nonsense here!"

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