Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System-Chapter 844 - 804: This Crafty Old Man Is Really Devious

He took it out, and it turned out to be a small pouch stained with blood.

Yes, the thing in his mouth was what he had just used to pretend he was coughing up blood.

Simply put, it was akin to a blood packet from later generations.

However, the packet didn't contain chicken blood, duck blood, or pig blood, but real human blood.

As for why he didn't use animal blood, it was entirely because Daoist Wu was too familiar with Prince You.

He knew Prince You's insidious, cunning, and suspicious nature.

To make sure everything was foolproof, he directly made a small cut on himself, drawing out a small bag of fresh blood and placing it in his mouth.

As for why he didn't use someone else's blood, he was entirely afraid that Prince You would detect it.

Of course, even the small pool of blood left in the grand hall was deliberately spilled there by him.

He believed that after he left, Prince You would definitely have someone investigate it.

Sure enough, just as he finished dealing with the blood packet,

there was a knock on the door from outside.

Immediately, the voice of his disciple rang out:

"Master, Master, the King has sent Imperial Physician Wang to come and diagnose your health."

This was entirely within Daoist Wu's expectations. Not many people knew about Imperial Physician Wang's identity, but he was one of them.

Hearing this, he immediately went to the bedside, feigning weakness, and said to his disciple at the door:

"Please let Imperial Physician Wang in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open, and then both Imperial Physician Wang and a young Taoist entered.

Upon seeing Daoist Wu sitting by the bed, resting, Imperial Physician Wang immediately approached with concern, saying he came under the King's orders to diagnose Daoist Wu. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Daoist Wu was very cooperative, allowing Imperial Physician Wang to take his pulse.

However, when Imperial Physician Wang took his pulse, he frowned slightly.

Daoist Wu, seeing this, didn't say anything, continuing to feign weakness as he awaited the examination.

Time ticked by, and after about three minutes, Imperial Physician Wang finally withdrew his hand from Daoist Wu's wrist, although his face showed a contemplative expression.

Seeing this, Daoist Wu chuckled, addressing Imperial Physician Wang:

"Hehe, how is it, Imperial Physician Wang? My health shouldn't be too troublesome, right?

I just forcibly exhausted nearly 30 years of cultivation. Now, I just feel very weak."

Hearing this, Imperial Physician Wang couldn't help but gasp, and his tightly furrowed brow slightly relaxed. At the same time, he couldn't help but say:

"No wonder, no wonder. I was puzzled as to why your pulse seemed so weak, and it turns out you lost 30 years of cultivation.

No wonder indeed.

I will prescribe you some remedies for nourishing your body. Though I don't know if they'll be effective, it's better than nothing.

It's best if you take them as scheduled."

After saying this, Imperial Physician Wang rose and went to the side table, took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and started writing on it.

Moments later, a prescription was finished, and he handed it to the waiting young Taoist, instructing him to get the medicine from the Imperial Hospital, then got up to bid farewell and leave.

Only after he turned and left did Daoist Wu allow a smug smile to spread on his lips. Simultaneously, he also reached out and untied his robe.

And when he drew his arm out, there was a band of cloth wrapped around his arm.

Indeed, a strip of cloth was tightly tied around his upper arm.

After untying it, his previously pale arm began to slowly regain its color.

As he unraveled the bands of cloth from his arms, Daoist Wu's lips curled slightly, muttering to himself:

"Hehe, Prince You, oh Prince You, I've long anticipated your little schemes.

You're still a bit green when it comes to contending with me."

Leaving his situation aside, as for Imperial Physician Wang, after leaving the Hall of Azure Heaven,

he didn't return to his Imperial Hospital, but headed directly towards the palace where the King resided.

This time upon arriving, he didn't wait for anyone to pass a message, but went straight into the hall.

Upon seeing his return, Prince You immediately cast a glance in his direction, his gaze filled with inquiry, though he didn't speak.

Imperial Physician Wang didn't keep Prince You waiting long, and straightforwardly said:

"To report to Your Majesty, I found no abnormalities in Daoist Wu's body, only that his aura is extremely weak.

Moreover, based on my pulse check, his pulse is also very weak and feeble. It seems like he suffered a serious internal injury."

After hearing this, Prince You immediately fell into contemplation, and a faint trace of his last doubt was dispelled.

It seemed this man indeed suffered an internal injury, likely due to this matter.

After all, when he first summoned him, this guy was lively and robust, showing no signs of injury.

It seems I overthought things, and indeed this divine retribution was too severe.

Never mind, never mind. Since that's the case, spending some money is no issue.

As long as it can ensure my vast kingdom remains secure.

After dismissing Imperial Physician Wang, he called back the little eunuch by his side.

Instructing him to personally supervise the preparation of the sacrificial offerings for Daoist Wu, ensuring no mistakes.

Meanwhile, the one manipulating matters from behind the scenes, our Eldest Young Master Lin Yi, was leading Leng Yu outside the city gates.

Watching the bustling crowd passing through the city gates, Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh.

This ancient city's walls were indeed majestic, and the grand, bustling scene of people entering and leaving the gates was just as lively as depicted in historical dramas.

However, unlike on TV, the clothes on these people weren't so magnificent.

Not to mention the common folk; even the soldiers guarding the city weren't dressed in real armor.

Mostly, they wore leather armor, while many wore cloth armor.

Though called armor, it wasn't the same as a full set of leather armor, but just a small piece sewn onto the chest of the garment.

Only the high-ranking generals were often able to wear full armor.

Even the generals guarding the city now wore armor that was half leather and half armor.

[To be continued....]