However, Rong Heng offered no explanations, "Rest assured, although I’m injured, I’m not out of my senses yet. Although I’ve handed over command, the final decision still rests with me. What you need to do is to follow Miss Tang’s orders at all times."
In front of all the officials, Tangyuan did not say anything. After those officials left with reluctance, Tangyuan approached his bed with a cold expression.
"Sir, you are really putting your servant on the spot!"
"I’m sorry for putting you in this position, but you were the one who proposed these treatment methods. I can’t think of anyone else more suited for the job."
"Maybe they will send someone from above, you know, since you’re injured," Get full chapters from novelꜰire.net
"Yes, I’m injured, isn’t it just so coincidental? Just when I start making some headway with managing the epidemic, people think of sharing the credit?"
Tangyuan frowned, "Do you mean to say, someone did this deliberately? Your brothers?"
Rong Heng scoffed, "Sending a child, what a thought! Do they think I’ll admit defeat just like that? They are underestimating me too much."
"But what if the Emperor really sends someone? How could those people listen to her then?"
"Elder Yin will definitely send someone, and no matter who comes, if they manage well the credit will be stolen, if not, there might be fallout,"
Tangyuan’s brows furrowed, "Then how shall we respond?"
"Let’s wait and see. However, for now, I can’t avoid the risk of infection, so you all should stay away."
Tangyuan shook her head, "No worries, I have a protective suit, and we have the prescription. You will definitely recover soon."
Rong Heng shook his head, "You underestimate them. Do you think with all their scheming, they would let me catch something that can be easily cured with medicine?"
"Has the Imperial Physician found anything?" Rong Heng gave a cynical laugh, "I don’t trust anyone now. As for the Imperial Physician’s words, just take them with a grain of salt. How can they possibly tell the truth?"
Tangyuan watched as Rong Heng laughed casually, somewhat annoyed she said, "How can you still manage to laugh? What are we going to do now?"
"Don’t worry, let’s wait for Ming Yue to bring Old Man Yin." Old Man Yin was one of the doctors close to Rong Heng. Although he did not accompany this trip, Rong Heng had summoned him not long ago and he was already on his way, so it wasn’t too late to receive him now.
Rong Heng had indeed lost blood, and after clarifying things, his consciousness blurred and his body gradually began to heat up, typical signs of a post-injury.
Because it was impossible to test his blood, it was unclear what was exactly wrong with Rong Heng, but after he fell unconscious, she reopened his wound, cleaned it with disinfectant, iodine, and alcohol, and administered antibiotics and spiritual spring water to him.
Unexpectedly, in the late hours of the night, his body temperature soared to forty degrees. Anxious, Tangyuan called Qingfeng to soak Rong Heng in a basin of water to cool him down with lukewarm water, but the physical effect was minimal; she could only continue giving him fever reducers and antibiotics.
It was only when his lips began to turn black and purple that she realized he was poisoned. While cursively denouncing his brothers’ shamelessness, she anxiously employed some Detoxification Recipes from the space, sending Qingfeng out to buy the medicine.
After Qingfeng left, she prepared, brewed, and administered the medicine herself within the space; through this process she didn’t rely on anyone else.
Since he couldn’t swallow, she pinched his mouth and injected the medicine with a syringe. After feeding him a bowl of medicine, she was nearly exhausted...