Chapter 36 Preparing for Funerals

After getting off the carriage, Song Xuannian ran into the mansion holding Jiang Jiang in his arms. The housekeeper had been waiting at the door for a long time carrying Jiang Jiang's medicine box.

Qiang Huai held the medicine box, opened the lid, held up the medicine bottles and asked Jiang Jiang one by one whether it was this or that.

He had never been so anxious as he was at this moment.

Jiang Jiang was puzzled when he heard the system report that the villain's favorability was skyrocketing.

[Five points away from the maximum level.] The system looked at the last data value that stopped moving and reported to Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang: People in this world really value the grace of saving their lives.

"Put me down," Jiang Jiang patted Song Xuannian's arm, signaling Song Xuannian to let go.

Jiang Jiang sat on the steps, counting the bottles and jars in the box, and asked Qiang Huai to put down her medicine bottle. The poison made Jiang Jiang's throat feel a little uncomfortable. "Disperse and be quiet." Facing the people who kept gathering around her, Jiang Jiang was a little out of breath and scolded.

Anesthetics can only delay the onset of poison and numb the pain, allowing you to have a clear consciousness.

Jiang Jiang wrote down a prescription and asked the housekeeper to get the medicine.

Song Xuannian thought the butler was too slow, so he snatched the prescription from the butler's hand and rushed out.

Jiang Jiang used the existing detoxification powder to prepare simple detoxification pills, which the patient drank after dissolving it in water. He then used silver needles to prick the acupuncture points to force out some of the poisonous blood in the body.

The moment the silver needle was pulled out, a stream of black blood spurted out of Jiang Jiang's mouth, splashing onto the ground and forming a shocking pool of blood.

Her body was shaking violently, as if being hit by an invisible force. The world in front of her eyes began to blur and her vision gradually dimmed.

Jiang Jiang felt that his vitality was rapidly draining away, as if it was about to be swallowed up by the endless darkness.

The effect of the anesthetic has not yet worn off. Jiang Jiang is conscious, but her eyelids are becoming heavier and heavier, and it seems that they may close at any time, causing her to fall into an endless coma.

Tears welled up in Qiang Huai's eyes. He grabbed Jiang Jiang's shoulders and shook her wildly, fearing that Jiang Jiang would fall asleep.

Anxious and worried, but the words that came out of his mouth were exactly the opposite, "Tan Jiangjiang! If you dare to die, this prince will definitely arrest your family and lock them in the dungeon, and they will never see the sun again!"

Ignoring Qiang Huai's bad tone, Jiang Jiang handed the bottle to the housekeeper and instructed, "This bottle contains special medicinal materials. Use it together with the medicine on the prescription to boil it with well water on low heat for half an hour. Send it to my room and wake me up." After that, Jiang Jiang fell asleep peacefully.

No matter how hard Qiang Huai called, he couldn't wake up.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" An angry shout was heard, and two guards were seen tightly dragging a white-haired, tired-looking old man and running towards them.

As they ran, they shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, I have found a doctor for you!"

Qiang Huai has a stern face and eyes as sharp as an eagle.

He looked anxiously at the doctor brought by the guards, and asked in a low and anxious voice: "Doctor, please check and see how she is?" After that, he pointed at Jiang Jiang lying unconscious on the ground, his eyes full of concern.

The white-haired old man was breathing heavily. Without taking a rest, he hurried forward and carefully checked Jiang Jiang's condition.

Sometimes he frowned in thought, sometimes he shook his head gently, his expression was very solemn.

After a while, he slowly raised his head and said to the prince: "Prince, this girl was poisoned too deeply and her internal organs were damaged. I am not well-trained and I am afraid I can't do anything. You should prepare for her funeral. But..." The old man hesitated.

"But what?" Qiang Huai stretched out his hand and grabbed the doctor's collar like a ferocious beast. His eyes were full of anger and despair, and his eye sockets were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.

He stared fiercely at the doctor in front of him, as if he wanted to see some truth or hope through the other's eyes, but it also seemed that he simply wanted to tear the other person to pieces with his eyes.

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied tremblingly, "Unless we find someone who can prick the acupuncture points for this girl, there is still a glimmer of hope."