The doctors present couldn’t help but sigh; isn’t this asking for too much?
"Prince, the antidote has a price, but life is priceless! If the Prince is unwilling, I won’t force you. Farewell, take care, Prince." After speaking, he prepared to leave, with an air of indifference over whether the Prince would buy or not.
It makes one think, perhaps this person isn’t here for money.
It’s known that there are indeed strange dicines in this world, which are valuable but not easily obtained. Just like this gentleman said, the antidote has a price, life is priceless. Initially, the doctors thought Su Xingyan only had a cold, but now they dared not be certain. Even if this gentleman left, they wouldn’t dare to arbitrarily administer dicine for Prince Ling. If it backfired, they couldn’t shoulder that responsibility.
Although so were internally grumbling about the excessive price, none spoke up.
Yun Feng was nearly at the door.
"Soone, bring a thirty thousand taels silver note to this gentleman." Su Xingyan felt sowhat distressed.
The money, though not much to him, was still no small amount! Thirty thousand taels just for one dicine pill whose authenticity is uncertain? No matter how he thought about it, it felt like such a loss! But, better to believe in its existence than its absence. If he missed this life-saving dicine, he’d regret it too late!
Even if his father were to intervene, as long as the Imperial Physician couldn’t diagnose it, Han Jing there wouldn’t admit to poisoning him.
So no matter how expensive the antidote was, he had to accept it.
The steward quickly brought the thirty thousand taels silver note over, handed it to Yun Feng, and received a delicate little bottle from Yun Feng, containing one dicine pill.
Yun Feng accepted the silver note, walked to the door, then turned back and said, "Prince, avoid at and sexual activities for these three days; three days later, the dicine will surely cure you."
After that, he left, seemingly with a calm deanor.
If soone were to pay extra attention, they would see his calm face twitching with his mustache.
Once Yun Feng left, the doctors also bid farewell.
Su Xingyan was a bit uneasy and summoned two people: "Follow that person; make sure he doesn’t leave Capital City within these three days."
The two nodded.
Su Xingyan hesitated for a mont before swallowing the dicine pill.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he felt his stomach churning, his face turning green.
anwhile, Yun Feng, who had successfully left Prince Ling Mansion and returned to Yao Xiang Pavilion, was lying alone in his room, "Hahaha..."
He burst into a terrifying series of laughs, startling Lan Mu, who was just walking to Yao Xiang Pavilion intending to invite Yun Feng for a drink. Should he enter or not? Could it be that Young Master Feng had gone mad? Should he invite him for a drink first, or report back to his master?
After much deliberation, Lan Mu decided the drink was more important. After all, Young Master Feng himself was a doctor; even if he really went mad, it couldn’t be cured overnight.
So, Lan Mu entered Yao Xiang Pavilion at ease. He then saw Yun Feng lying on a pile of silver notes, laughing madly.
He walked over quietly, extending his hand, intending to take a few notes, each with a face value of a thousand taels; randomly picking a few could suffice him for a year of good drinks!
But before his hand touched the silver notes, Yun Feng swept them all into his arms, looking up with bright, crafty eyes at Lan Mu, blinking: "Wood, your master said no one can secretly give you pocket money, rember?"
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