sjar Chapter 673: Demoted Concubine to Imperial Concubine
Chapter 673: Demoted Concubine to Imperial Concubine
"Doctor Wei, do you have any way to help the emperor expel the poison from his body?"
Wei Lin glanced at the emperor cautiously and responded in a low voice.
"Your Highness, the Emperor has poison in his system. The most important thing is that he cannot take anything else that contains poison."
"I have had the good fortune to see a detoxification prescription in an ancient book. I have also been researching the method of detoxification with silver needles for the past six months. I am willing to give it a try and expel the poison from His Majesty."
The emperor admitted it awkwardly under An Lingrong's expectant gaze.
"I haven't taken any pills since last night."
The whisk in Su Peisheng's hand shook, and he quickly caught the whisk that fell again, secretly regretting in his heart: The master actually took the poison in the elixir!
He secretly hated himself for having to follow Doctor Wei in.
Now that’s great, the old friend is probably going to suffer again.
Su Peisheng has served the emperor for many years and understands his temper best.
As soon as Wei Lin finished writing the prescription for detoxification and health preservation, Su Peisheng couldn't wait to take it, with a hint of urgency in his voice.
"Your Majesty, I will personally... send someone to fetch the medicine."
He was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized his slip of the tongue. If he appeared in the Imperial Hospital, he would know that something big had happened to the Emperor without anyone asking him.
After receiving the emperor's glare, Su Peisheng bowed and begged for mercy.
An Lingrong understood the emperor's impatience and made a considerate suggestion.
"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Wei would like to give you acupuncture. It's a little inconvenient in the Yangxin Palace. How about you move to the bedroom?"
"This matter should not be made public. Acupuncture can be performed on the chaise longue behind the screen."
A cold wind was raging outside the palace, and An Lingrong asked Su Peisheng to bring in four charcoal braziers on the pretext of being afraid of the cold.
Wei Lin opened the acupuncture bag, and inside were rows of silver needles ranging in length from one to three inches, flashing coldly in the candlelight.
Su Peisheng took a quick look and then looked away.
An Lingrong sat in the direction where the emperor's head was lying, holding his hand tightly.
Wei Lin shouted "I'm sorry" while quickly giving acupuncture to the emperor's back.
In less than a moment, the emperor's back was covered with silver needles. Under the gaze of the two, Wei Lin gently moved the tails of the needles to adjust their positions.
An Lingrong noticed that there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and she didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing him while he was giving her acupuncture.
Soon, she noticed that beads of sweat were also appearing on the emperor's face.
An Lingrong gently wiped the emperor's face, and the snow-white handkerchief brushed across his rough face, gradually changing color.
She showed the handkerchief to Su Peisheng, who retreated quietly.
When he appeared again, he brought a box of Supa.
The emperor was sweating not only on his head and face, but also on his feet.
Su Peisheng took over the job of wiping feet without being told.
Wei Lin pulled out the silver needles one by one. The emperor felt sore all over. He didn't know if it was because of his different mood, but he felt an unprecedented sense of relief in the soreness.
The emperor put on his clothes while An Lingrong was helping him, and he spoke calmly.
"Wei Lin, tell me the truth, how long can this body of mine last?"
Wei Lin fell to his knees with a thud.
"Your Majesty, ever since I entered the Imperial Hospital, I have been reading ancient books in my spare time. Those books have never found any precedents. I... I don't know what effect my method of combining internal and external methods will have."
The emperor knew that Wei Lin was telling the truth. He was the only emperor in the world who had taken the elixir and been poisoned without knowing it.
Even if there were emperors in history who were poisoned by elixirs, there would be no trace of it in their daily records.
Later successors did not want to leave a stain on the previous emperor, so they kept these secrets secret.
The emperor held his breath and asked again.
"Is there anything I should pay attention to?"
Wei Lin looked at the emperor's pulse diagnosis with the tacit consent of the chief minister, and he expressed his thoughts without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, you work diligently for the people, reviewing memorials day and night, which has taken a heavy toll on your health."
"If...if the elixir is too poisonous, it will cause great damage to your body and will not heal in a short time. Please do not enter the harem for the time being."
In short, it means going to bed early and keeping a clear mind and few desires.
The emperor agreed with a dark face.
"Doctor Wei, how often should I have acupuncture from now on?"
"Your Majesty, it is best to give acupuncture twice every ten days."
The emperor's health is not as good as that of a young and strong person. He needs to take medicine to regulate his body first and then proceed step by step.
This certainly cannot be true.
According to ancestral rules, the imperial physician had to check the emperor's pulse every day. However, the emperor disliked the time wasted by checking the pulse, so he summoned Li Songling to check the pulse during his free time.
The emperor thought of the vacant position of court judge and quickly came up with an idea.
"Su Peisheng, I have conveyed my decree that Wei Lin, with his superb medical skills, shall be promoted to the position of Judge of the Left Court."
"The slave obeys."
Su Peisheng and Wei Lin had a good relationship in which they discussed medicine, so he was naturally happy to see him promoted.
The first hospital of the Imperial Medical Service is headed by a director, and the second hospital is the judge.
Today, the position of the Court Envoy is a concurrent one, and the left is the most respected official position in the court.
Wei Lin gained the emperor's trust with his skill in expelling poisons and was able to take charge of the Imperial Medical Bureau.
As Su Peisheng accompanied Wei Lin out of Yangxin Gate, he anxiously pulled him back.
"Your Excellency, I have also taken a pill. Could you please help me take a look?"
Wei Lin pressed down the hand that Su Peisheng stretched out in front of him and explained in a low voice.
"Eunuch Su, one or two pills won't do any harm. That tiny bit of dirt will have been excreted from the body long ago."
"If you have any concerns, I will give you a detoxification recipe later. What do you think?"
Su Peisheng quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Judge Wei. I would be very grateful if you could not accept it."
The master is five years younger than him and has been well-fed and well-maintained over the years.
Su Peisheng believed that he was not as strong as his master, so he could not save the useful medicine.
Su Peisheng, with a happy face, didn't notice Wei Lin's raised mouth corner, and still tried to get close to him.
Su Peisheng had just returned from the Imperial Hospital when he heard the emperor calling for help again.
"Your Majesty, this servant is here."
Seeing Wu Yuanpan kneeling on the ground again, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Concubine Zhen failed to take good care of the Eleventh Prince, so I have demoted her to a concubine. You must go and announce this decree immediately."
Seeing that the emperor's chest was heaving with anger, An Lingrong tried to persuade him anxiously.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Guards have instructed you to remain calm and not get angry. Eunuch Su is watching over Zhongcui Palace, so you don't need to worry."
"I didn't expect Zhen to be so bold!"
When the emperor thought that the Eleventh Prince was sick because of the medicine he took, he felt that demoting his status was not enough to make him feel better, so he spoke with a gloomy face.
"Su Peisheng, Concubine Zhen has misbehaved and will be fined another year's salary."
"Yes, slave, go right away."
After Su Peisheng learned from Xiao Xia Zi that Zhen Huan had used the medicine for the third time, he wished he could grow four legs and fly to Zhongcui Palace to convey the emperor's intention.