If King Fan wasn’t the true target, but rely a character used to validate the effects of the elixir, would he be the only one?
A doubt arose in Zhu Yu’s mind, and the image of Lu Qing motioning Yan Daoxin to check Lu Zhang’s pulse surfaced in her brain.
But at this mont, she could only ponder silently in her heart, not a single word could be spoken aloud.
Those eunuchs, after all, were the ones who served King Fan regularly. Their actions were swift, leaving no room for idle chat, and they quickly gathered all the equipnt Yan Daoxin needed.
Yan Daoxin wasted no ti. He imdiately began to prepare, mixing in the necessary dicinal herbs, instructing the eunuchs to help, feeding the prepared antidote to King Fan.
Once the antidote was administered, everyone’s eyes imdiately focused on King Fan, almost holding their breath as they eagerly observed his reaction.
Yan Daoxin waved his hand impatiently at the side: "Do you think I’m an immortal? That with a spell, once cast, a person could instantly perform a carp leap straight up?
Spread out a bit, spread out! Or else you’ll end up splattered and don’t co crying."
The eunuchs were confused, yet sowhat skeptical, stepping back one or two paces, but too uneasy to move further, standing there in indecision.
Yan Daoxin wasn’t interested in paying them any heed, pulling Lu Qing, Zhu Yu, and the others a yard away, sitting cross-legged on the ground to rest.
After roughly the ti it would take to drink a cup of tea, King Fan, originally without vitality and breathing faintly, suddenly began to breathe heavily, his chest rising and falling, clearly visible now in its dramatic movent.
Seeing this, the eunuchs rushed forward, watching nervously to see if King Fan showed any signs of imdiate consciousness.
They secretly competed over who could kneel in the sight of King Fan as soon as he opened his eyes, pushing each other and crowding together in a quiet struggle.
Yan Daoxin glanced at them disdainfully, shook his head, but said nothing.
Thus, after a while, King Fan’s breathing beca even more labored, though he appeared more alive, the frequency of his gasping was equally unsettling.
"Divine Doctor..." a eunuch couldn’t hold back, forsaking his attempt to secure a pri spot, ran over to inquire with Yan Daoxin about King Fan’s reaction, whether it posed any danger.
He barely reached Yan Daoxin when he heard a joyful exclamation from behind, "Your Majesty, you’re awake!"
The eunuch was stunned and hurriedly turned back, his face changing color in fear.
King Fan, upon abruptly sitting up, didn’t speak a word but unexpectedly spat out a mouthful of black blood, catching a eunuch who had eagerly approached off guard.
The eunuch, busy currying favor, was suddenly drenched with black blood, scared witless, fleeing in panic, while the others abandoned their pri spots and quickly retreated.
The black blood expelled by King Fan seed endless, as if those substances were clogged inside him, continuously flowing out.
The eunuchs were frightened, lost without a plan, tumbling back to Yan Daoxin.
Yan Daoxin was already disinterested in dealing with them. Monts ago, they wouldn’t listen, focused solely on pleasing their master, now covered in black blood, dirty and disheveled, crawling over, further disgusted him.
"You there, especially you!" He pointed at the eunuch covered in black blood, "Whoever dares approach and soil my clothes, don’t bla if I abandon the problems thereafter!"
The eunuchs, already terrified, upon hearing Yan Daoxin, dared not advance, stopping several feet from him, motionless.
King Fan, supporting his upper body with his arm, appeared dazed, not fully conscious, continuing to vomit black blood.
The pools of black blood gathered around him, as frightening as they could be.
"Divine Doctor... this... could anything be wrong?" The eunuch who previously stepped away unhard due to disregarding his position, clean and intact, spoke out, his face pale with fear, never having witnessed such a sight, utterly frightened.
"What could be wrong!" Yan Daoxin glanced at him, "Being poisoned for so long, who knows how much filth is inside him? If he doesn’t expel it, what do you expect him to do?"
The eunuch, reprimanded with one sentence, dared not say anything further, backing away respectfully to the side, anxiously watching King Fan vomiting blood.
After a while, even Zhu Yu worried if King Fan’s body could withstand it, but observed the vomiting slowed and the eerie flush retreated from his face, indicating he beca clearer with each breath.
Yan Daoxin observed from the side, deeming it sufficiently done, instructed the eunuchs to leave two behind for wiping and cleansing King Fan, while others brewed warming and nourishing herbal dicine, anticipating it ready as King Fan regained clarity.
The eunuchs, having never faced such turmoil, were franticly disheartened, uncertain about following Yan Daoxin, yet lacking another decisive leader, began busying themselves following his orders.
After more than half an hour, the dicine was prepared, the remaining two eunuchs brought basins of water for cleaning King Fan, who appeared dazed but less disheveled.
Several people cautiously fed King Fan the dicine at the correct temperature, hovered nervously for a while before he finally awoke gently, sitting up unaided.
The eunuchs, overwheld with joy, prostrated on the ground sobbing with happiness, King Fan looked at them crying, glanced at the two deceased won nearby, his fresh attire, a flicker of puzzlent in his eyes.
"You there, crying and wailing for no reason, what’s with that!" He reprimanded the eunuchs, speaking with a sore throat, a faint tallic taste lingering, feeling puzzled, "What happened to ?"
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