sovbooks Chapter 254 Physician Wang, there's something slightly wrong with the medicine you prescribed.
Chapter 254 Physician Wang, there's something slightly wrong with the medicine you prescribed.
Upon hearing those two words, Xu Fenghua's heart clenched again.
These two words are what she fears hearing most right now.
Could it be that Qin Mu discovered something amiss?
Her fingers tightened suddenly inside her sleeve, her nails digging deep into her palms.
The sharp pain kept her conscious until the very end, forcing herself not to show any unusual expression on her face.
But that's all she can do.
My heart is beating too fast.
So fast it almost seemed to burst out of my chest.
She was afraid that her heartbeat would be too loud, loud enough for Qin Mu to hear.
Wang Jimin remained calm.
He slowly turned around and knelt down again.
The movements were slow and steady, as if everything was under control.
"Your Majesty," his voice was calm and steady, revealing nothing unusual, "your humble servant is here."
Qin Mu leaned back on the stone bench, propping his chin up with one hand, his gaze fixed on him.
There was a smile in those deep eyes.
"Imperial Physician Wang," he began, his voice casual as if he were chatting, "I've been feeling a bit tired lately, could you prescribe some medicine for me?"
Wang Jimin was slightly taken aback.
Immediately, he said respectfully:
"Yes, Your Majesty. I will get the medicine and send it to you as soon as I return."
He spoke naturally and flawlessly.
But Qin Mu smiled.
The laughter was soft, yet it sounded exceptionally clear in the autumn morning light.
"Why go through all that trouble?"
He said, his gaze falling on the medicine chest, "I see there seems to be some medicine left in your medicine chest, why don't you just give it to me first."
The moment the words fell!
Xu Fenghua's heart was in her throat!
Her pupils contracted slightly, and her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
But it felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.
Only in those amber eyes was fear, tension, and despair churning wildly.
The remaining medicine in the medicine cabinet.
It was that packet of abortion pills.
Hidden in the interlayer.
If Qin Mu wants to see—
If Qin Mu opens—
She dared not think any further.
Wang Jimin remained calm.
His face was expressionless; he simply bowed slightly and spoke in a steady voice:
"Your Majesty, the medicine I have left is not for calming the nerves."
"Oh?" Qin Mu raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. "What kind of medicine is that?"
Wang Jimin raised his head and met Qin Mu's gaze.
Those cloudy old eyes were now filled with composure.
"This medicine," he said, emphasizing each word, "is used to treat diarrhea."
He paused, then added:
"It can only be used to stop diarrhea."
Upon hearing this, Xu Fenghua felt a slight relief.
Antidiarrheal medication.
That explanation is quite reasonable.
If Qin Mu were not knowledgeable in pharmacology, perhaps—
But the next second, Qin Mu's eyes lit up.
"just."
He said with a hint of surprise in his voice, "This morning, Consort Xue told me that her stomach was a little uncomfortable. I didn't expect you to have this kind of medicine with you."
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the medicine box in Wang Jimin's hand:
"Then just give it to me directly."
Xu Fenghua's pupils suddenly contracted!
What?
Is Jiang Qingxue's stomach upset?
this--
This is terrible!
That's not some kind of antidiarrheal medicine, that's an abortion pill!
How could we give this to Jiang Qingxue?
There will definitely be problems if you eat this!
And if a problem is discovered, then we're even more doomed.
Xu Fenghua's mind went completely blank for a moment.
But she quickly realized what was happening.
Can't sit still.
Absolutely not.
She took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Her voice was soft, carrying just the right amount of concern:
"Your Majesty, this medicine cannot be taken haphazardly; it must be prescribed according to the symptoms."
She paused, her gaze falling on Wang Jimin:
"Why don't we have Imperial Physician Wang go to Yuxiu Palace later to diagnose Consort Xue? That way we can prescribe the right medicine."
Wang Jimin quickly chimed in, nodding repeatedly:
"Yes, Your Majesty. All medicines have some degree of toxicity, and I need to personally diagnose the patient before I can determine which medicine to use."
The two sang in perfect harmony, their voices blending seamlessly together.
But Qin Mu just smiled and said...
"Bring out the medicine," he said, his voice soft but carrying an undeniable authority, "so I may take a look."
He paused, his gaze falling on Wang Jimin's face:
"Coincidentally, I also have some knowledge of pharmacology."
"If it's appropriate, there's no need to go through all this trouble."
Wang Jimin was stunned.
He knelt on the ground, motionless.
His gaze unconsciously drifted towards Xu Fenghua.
That glance was incredibly fast and subtle.
But Qin Mu saw it.
Xu Fenghua also saw it.
Her heart leaped into her throat once more.
She knew that Wang Jimin was waiting for her signal.
Wait until she comes up with a solution.
But at this moment, her mind was completely blank.
What should I do?
What should I do?
Qin Mu actually understands pharmacology?
When did he learn about pharmacology?
How much does he know?
Can you tell the ingredients in that packet of medicine?
Countless thoughts surged through her mind, almost overwhelming her.
But she couldn't think of anything.
He just stood there blankly, looking at Wang Jimin and Qin Mu.
Time seemed to slow down dramatically at that moment.
Every second felt like an eternity.
Qin Mu waited for a moment.
Seeing that neither of them moved, his expression darkened slightly.
"What?" His voice was still soft, but tinged with coldness. "You don't believe I'm an expert in pharmacology?"
That's a very strong statement.
Wang Jimin trembled all over, and cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead.
He kowtowed repeatedly:
"Of course I had no doubt about Your Majesty! I wouldn't dare! I would never dare!"
"Then take it out," Qin Mu said calmly.
Wang Jimin dared not hesitate any longer.
His hand slowly reached towards the medicine box.
Open the box lid.
His fingers lingered for a moment on the visible medicine packets, and then—
I pressed a tiny protrusion on the bottom of the box.
"Click".
A very faint click of a mechanism was heard.
A crack silently slid open in the wooden board at the bottom of the medicine box.
A thin inner layer is visible.
Inside the compartment, a paper package lay quietly.
Xu Fenghua stared at the paper package, her pupils trembling violently.
Those were her abortion pills.
At this moment, it was being taken out of the interlayer by Wang Jimin's trembling hands.
Wang Jimin presented the paper package respectfully with both hands.
Qin Mu reached out and took it.
The paper package was small and light.
It was wrapped in ordinary yellow paper and tied with a knot on the outside with hemp rope.
Qin Mu placed the paper package on the stone table.
Gently untie the hemp rope with your fingers.
The yellow paper was unfolded.
The brown powder inside was exposed.
The powder gleamed dimly in the morning light, mixed with fragments of various medicinal herbs, and emitted a faint, bitter medicinal fragrance.
Qin Mu looked down at the powder.
His brows furrowed slowly.
Xu Fenghua's heart jumped into her throat!
She stared intently at Qin Mu's face, scrutinizing every subtle change in his expression.
The curve of that furrowed brow, the momentary freeze in that gaze, the slight downward curve of that mouth—
Every detail made her heart race.
It’s over.
It's completely over.
It's all over.
Qin Mu recognized what kind of medicine it was.
Her pregnancy was exposed.
Her desire to have an abortion was also exposed.
All her forbearance, all her planning, all her waiting during those days—
All of this will vanish like bubbles.
Xu Fenghua's fingers trembled violently inside her sleeve.
She could barely stand.
But she can't fall down.
Absolutely not.
She gritted her teeth and forced herself to stand there.
Awaiting the imminent verdict.
Wang Jimin knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the earth.
His body was also trembling slightly.
But he didn't say anything.
They just knelt and waited.
Time seemed to stand still.
Only the sound of the autumn wind rustling through the ginkgo trees could be heard.
Only the golden leaves drifted down, one by one.
Qin Mu finally spoke.
His voice was very soft, yet it was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.
"Doctor Wang," he said, his brow still furrowed, "this medicine of yours seems a bit off."
Xu Fenghua's heart sank completely.
It’s over.
It's really over.
She closed her eyes.
Waiting for everything that is about to come.
Wang Jimin was slightly taken aback.
He raised his head and looked at Qin Mu.
"Your Majesty...?" His voice carried a perfectly appropriate hint of confusion.
Qin Mu looked at him, pointed to the packet of powder, and said, word by word:
"This medicine of yours, it's not for treating diarrhea!"
He paused, a meaningful smile curving his lips:
"It's clearly meant to cause diarrhea."
Wang Jimin was stunned.
He stared blankly at the packet of medicine, his eyes filled with confusion.
Then, he suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed:
"Huh? That shouldn't be the case! Did I get the wrong medicine?"
He crawled forward on his knees, approached the packet of medicine, and examined it carefully.
I watched it for a long time.
Finally, his face turned ashen.
With a thud, he fell heavily to his knees, his forehead touching the ground, his voice filled with terror:
"Your Majesty's insight is truly remarkable! It was my failing eyesight that led me to prescribe the wrong medicine, causing its effects to reverse! I deserve to die! I deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
His body trembled violently, and his forehead slammed against the ground again and again.
The phone made a "bang, bang" sound.
Qin Mu frowned even more as he looked at him.
"How can you be a royal physician if you're so careless?" he said, a hint of displeasure in his voice. "What if you prescribe the wrong medicine for someone in the palace one day?"
Wang Jimin kowtowed repeatedly:
"Your Majesty, I deserve to die! I deserve to die! I was careless for a moment and almost committed a grave mistake! I beg Your Majesty for mercy! I beg Your Majesty for forgiveness!"
His voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with fear.
Qin Mu looked at him and remained silent for a moment.
Then, he sighed softly.
"Considering your many years of hard work in the Imperial Hospital," he said, "I will spare your life."
Wang Jimin was visibly shaken, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you for sparing my life!" He kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead turning red from the repeated kowtows.
Qin Mu paused, then added:
"A year's salary will be deducted."
"Yes! Yes!" Wang Jimin nodded repeatedly. "Your Majesty, I accept the punishment! I will remember Your Majesty's teachings and never dare to be careless again!"
Qin Mu waved his hand when he saw his expression.
"Go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Wang Jimin scrambled to his feet, picked up his medicine box, and staggered toward the outside of the pavilion.
As he approached the pavilion entrance, his foot slipped, and he nearly fell.
He steadied himself by holding onto the door frame, then turned around and bowed deeply to Qin Mu.
Then, he turned and disappeared at the end of the cobblestone path.
Silence returned to the pavilion.
Qin Mu leaned against the stone bench, his gaze falling on the opened packet of medicine powder scattered on the stone table.
He reached out and gently picked up a pinch.
I twirled it between my fingertips.
Then, he casually sprinkled it on the ground.
The brown powder drifted down onto the bluestone slabs, mingling with the golden ginkgo leaves.
It was quickly blown away by the wind.
Xu Fenghua stood still, motionless.
She was completely stunned from the moment Qin Mu uttered the words "I'll spare your life."
She thought everything had been exposed.
She thought her pregnancy and her desire for an abortion were all exposed.
She thought that what awaited her would be even more cruel torture than before.
She thought—
But I never expected it to end like this.
Qin Mu couldn't tell what kind of medicine it was.
Or rather, what he saw was only the "reversal of the effects" of the diarrhea medication.
It is not an abortion pill.
It wasn't that packet of poison that would have killed her and her child.
only--
A royal physician prescribed the wrong medicine.
Xu Fenghua's mind went blank.
She didn't know whether she should feel fortunate or fearful.
Fortunately, Qin Mu did not discover the truth.
The scary thing is that Wang Jimin has been exposed.
Although Qin Mu spared him, he fined him and dismissed him.
But can that wire still be used?
Can we still rely on Wang Jimin to deliver messages in the future?
Countless thoughts surged through her mind, almost overwhelming her.
But she couldn't think of anything.
He just stood there blankly, staring at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu stood up.
He walked up to her and stopped.
They were very close, close enough to smell the faint scent of ambergris on him.
Xu Fenghua's heart raced again.
Qin Mu looked at her and smiled gently.
"My beloved concubine," he said gently, "do not summon this royal physician to treat your illnesses again."
He paused, his gaze falling on the spilled medicinal powder on the ground:
"This person's medical skills are mediocre; he can even prescribe the wrong medicine."
Xu Fenghua's heart sank suddenly.
We can't summon Physician Wang again?
How did they obtain her information?
That was her only informant, her only hope—
But she dared not say anything.
She merely gave a slight curtsy, her voice soft:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Qin Mu's eyes as he looked at her submissive demeanor.
He reached out and gently patted her shoulder.
The force was very light, yet it made Xu Fenghua tremble all over.
"Let's go," he said, "accompany me for a walk."
Xu Fenghua took a deep breath.
He nodded.
The two walked out of the pavilion side by side.
Walk along the cobblestone path deeper into the Imperial Garden.
Behind them, the scattered medicinal powder was blown away by the autumn wind.
Mixed among the golden ginkgo leaves, it's impossible to tell which is medicine and which is leaves.
Only the faint, bitter medicinal scent lingered for a moment.
Then, it too vanished into the wind.
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