Chapter 1270: Chapter 770: An Ji in Critical Condition (Second Update)

Everything was supposed to proceed smoothly according to their plan, but unexpectedly, there was someone around Yuan Kai who secretly worked for the Emperor, and their plot was exposed. The Emperor sent someone to assassinate Du Zhimiao. Du Zhimiao was gravely injured, but fortunately, the assassin was intercepted and couldn’t relay the news back, so the Emperor didn’t know whether Du Zhimiao was alive or dead and didn’t dare to act rashly, leading to a stalemate.

But this stalemate won’t last long.

After a period of observation, the Emperor will definitely clamp down on them.

Once the military action is truly taken, the fact that Du Zhimiao is severely injured will naturally be revealed. After the revelation, the Emperor’s army will be even more unscrupulous. For Yuan Kai, without Du Zhimiao to oversee things, he doesn’t have full confidence in winning the battle, and if even he lacks confidence, it will further affect the morale of those below him.

The more Yuan Kai thought about it, the more anxious he became.

An Youyou finally let go of An Ji’s arm and said, "Given the current spread of the poison, sir might have only two days left."

"What?!" Yuan Kai roared in anger.

He was unable to calm down at all.

"You mean, he’ll be dead in two days!"

"Theoretically, yes." An Youyou spoke while starting to unbutton An Ji’s clothes. "But if we can develop an antidote, we can save him."

"Can it be developed?" Yuan Kai asked excitedly.

These mediocre doctors haven’t come up with anything for half a month.

Can this little Imperial Physician handle it?!

"I can’t guarantee it." An Youyou remained calm.

Yuan Kai was distraught.

He was so anxious that he couldn’t speak at this moment.

An Youyou’s attention was also drawn to the hideous wound on An Ji’s chest.

On his fair skin, a hideous wound stretched from the chest to the abdomen, long but not deep, likely not injuring any internal organs. Normally, it wouldn’t be considered fatal, but because the wound was poisoned, the poison spread, causing him to be in a coma and hover on the brink of death.

Now, due to the poison, the area around the wound was ulcerated and blackened. An Ji’s fever was probably caused by the inflammation of the wound, and if not cleaned thoroughly, his fever would worsen.

An Youyou pondered for a while and said, "General Yuan, although we only have two days, we must never give up. I need your cooperation to do some things now."

"Speak." Yuan Kai agreed immediately.

He was willing to do anything as long as it would save Du Zhimiao. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Firstly, all the doctors here must follow my arrangements."

Yuan Kai decided swiftly, "From now on, all of you listen to the little Imperial Physician, do whatever he tells you!"

"Yes." The doctors hurriedly complied.

"Secondly, I need some tools: as many daggers of various sizes as possible, the highest concentration of alcohol, scissors, a lot of clean white cloth, and warm water."

"Okay, I’ll have someone prepare it right away."

"Herbs." An Youyou continued, "No matter what kind of herbs they are, stockpile them as much as possible. I don’t know which ones I’ll need next. The urgent thing now is to stock up on everything."

"Alright."

After giving her instructions, An Youyou turned her gaze back to An Ji.

Looking at him, he seemed extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

An Youyou bit her lip, trying to stay calm.

A moment passed.

All the materials An Youyou requested were ready.

She first cleaned An Ji’s wound.

It was obvious that the previous doctor’s efforts weren’t thorough enough, which caused An Ji’s flesh to rot to this extent.

She instructed a husband to assist her and had someone stuff cotton cloth in An Ji’s mouth, pressing his body so he wouldn’t move.

She first disinfected with alcohol.

Just after disinfecting.

"Umm..." An Ji let out a sound of unbearable pain.

An Youyou glanced at An Ji.

Then, she continued with her work.

After disinfecting, she began to clean the rotten, inflamed flesh on An Ji, bit by bit. Because the wound was large, it took quite a while to clean. After completely cleaning it, An Youyou applied some topical medicine and skillfully bandaged it.

After everything was done, An Ji was drenched in sweat.

After sweating, his body temperature dropped slightly.

But it wasn’t enough to bring down the fever entirely.

An Youyou instructed, "Wipe Du Daren’s body with warm water, making sure not to catch a cold. After wiping, change him into clean clothes quickly. Keep an eye on his body temperature, and if his limbs turn cold, warm them with hot water. Also, monitor his forehead’s temperature, and if it gets too hot, apply a cool wet towel to reduce fever."

"Yes." The doctor hurriedly complied.

"I’ll first write a prescription to reduce fever and stabilize his heart. Brew it according to the prescription and have him drink it."

"Yes."

"Next, I need to concentrate on researching the antidote. During this period, I usually won’t hear outside noises, so don’t disturb me intentionally. If there’s something unusual with Du Daren beyond your capability, report it to me alone!"

"Yes."

After her instructions, An Youyou took a small bowl of blood from An Ji and walked to the corner of the room, sat on the floor, and began to study the poison.

When cleaning An Ji’s body earlier, she had already observed a reaction of the poison. Over the years, she and her mother had also studied poisons somewhat. Her mother told her that people here loved using poisons, so she should study them. Relatively speaking, her mother didn’t have such great achievements in poisons; unlike surgery, in which her mother was extraordinarily skilled.

Luckily, she and her mother were talented, and over the years, they had researched many antidote formulas. Although it was the first time she encountered the poison on An Ji, based on her previous research on antidotes, she felt it shouldn’t be too difficult. Many detoxification processes were quite similar.

An Youyou dipped her finger in the toxic blood from An Ji and put it into her mouth.

The taste of the blood made An Youyou frown involuntarily.

But what could she do? She could only identify the poison’s formula through taste and licking.

She truly envied her mother for being able to discern the components of various substances by smell.

Every time she mentioned it, her father’s gaze seemed strange.

As if, she had done something to wrong her mother.

An Youyou focused her mind, using her sense of taste to discern the poison’s components while applying her years of research experience, concentrating fully on developing the antidote.

Once truly focused, everything around seemed to cease existing, and An Youyou became completely absorbed in her research.

No one who hadn’t seen An Youyou’s obsession with medicine could imagine how this always lively and restless person, for the sake of medical research, could lock herself in a room for days and nights without eating or drinking.

Most of the day had passed.

The sky was completely dark.

An Youyou continued her relentless antidote research, writing countless formulas for arrangement and sorting.

"Little Imperial Physician." Suddenly, a hurried voice sounded.

It took a while for An Youyou to come back to her senses, seeing a doctor looking at her with a face full of anxiety.

"What happened?"

"Du Daren doesn’t seem to be doing well, you should come and take a look!" the doctor spoke quickly and urgently.

An Youyou’s heart tightened suddenly.