After getting married, the deceitful doctor and concubine turned wild

Chapter 1868 Testing He Po
After hearing the words of Lord Song, the imperial physician, everyone suddenly became quiet and looked at each other. Soon a slender man walked out of the crowd. He had a sallow face and thin skin, but his eyes were bright.

"The subordinate is here."

"Hurry up and give the prince a diagnosis and treatment to find out what kind of poison he has been infected with?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Zhilou hurried forward and saw that Leng Weixi's face was completely white and the corners of his mouth were dirty. He couldn't help but be surprised. It was indeed a sign of poisoning. Judging from the color of his lips, he was poisoned.

Although he didn't know what kind of poison the prince was poisoned, based on his understanding of poisons, the poison was definitely unusual and violent. The prince was fine just now, so why was he suddenly poisoned?

He quickly knelt beside Leng Weixi to feel her pulse, and his eyes moved involuntarily to the woman behind the screen.

The room was extremely quiet. Everyone's eyes were wandering back and forth on the faces of the prince and Shui Zhilou. They did not dare to express their anger for fear that it would affect Shui Zhilou's judgment. After all, everyone's life and death were related.

Shui Zhilou knows a lot about poisons. Although they usually think that this person is a bit weird and don't want to interact with him, they just hope that he will ignore the past grudges and not add insult to injury.

I don't know how long it took before Shui Zhilou let go of Leng Weixi's wrist without any expression. He didn't know whether the prince could be cured or not, which made everyone anxious.

"How?" Dr. Song saw this and asked quickly, "What kind of poison is there? Is there any possible solution?"

"The prince is poisoned, and the poison spreads very quickly, and has already damaged the internal organs."

"What?!" Zhan Mingyang turned pale when he heard this, and said to the guards outside, "Quickly, go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and ask the Prime Minister's Mansion to come over!"

The guards outside received the order and left quickly.

This sentence also made all the imperial doctors' expressions change a lot.

They have been practicing medicine for so many years, and some have been royal doctors for generations, but they are still not as good as a woman who has become a monk. How can they lose their face? !

"Master Zhan, the prince's poison can be cured." Shui Zhilou frowned, and said coldly, "The lower official took the pulse of the prince just now, and found that the medicinal properties of Languan Bailian and Wanshu Dan in the prince's body, not to mention the orchid. Crown White Lotus has the effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons, and Wanshu Dan can also detoxify some poisons during the period of its effect, so the prince is not in danger of his life for the time being, all he needs to do is find out what poison the prince is suffering from and create an antidote."

"Why don't you help the prince detoxify?!" Doctor Song wanted to kick Shui Zhilou, half-talking, it would scare people to death!
Shui Zhilou glanced at Zhan Mingyang, and when he saw that the other party didn't say anything, he placed the wooden box he carried on the table on the table, quickly opened it, and took out a long silver needle from inside.

It's as long as a finger.

"Master Song, please bring all the six cups on the table."

As soon as Shui Zhilou's voice fell, Dr. Song quickly took two water glasses. Upon seeing this, the imperial doctor standing aside stepped forward and took the remaining four water glasses in his hands.

"In order to determine the poison in the prince's body, a lot of blood is needed." Seeing Zhan Mingyang, Shui Zhilou did not stop him and continued, "I will use a silver needle to bleed the prince. Everyone will catch it with a water cup. The blood will cover the bottom of the cup. Change to the next one, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded. At this time, there was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. As long as the prince was fine, Amitabha would be the one.

Shui Zhilou stabbed Leng Weixi's middle finger with a silver needle. Black-red blood quickly dripped out of it. Doctor Song quickly caught it with a cup.

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