Seeing this, the young man quickly chased after and led Bai Zheng to the door of the room.
Bai Zheng stepped into the room. After turning the screen, she saw Feng Linyuan lying on the bed. His face was as pale as paper, and his lips were still stained with dark - red blood.
"How could he be like this? Didn't he take the Centipeda minima?" Glancing at Song Yiqing sitting by the bed, Bai Zheng asked in a low voice.
Song Yiqing replied to her crossly, "If it weren't for Miss Bai, how could he have ended up like this!"
Bai Zheng was stunned. "Why do you say so?"
"Do you know that A Yuan once suffered very serious injuries? After he was poisoned by the purple capsule fruit last time, his old illness in his body flared up again. He vomited a lot of blood last night."
"What did you say!" Bai Zheng's heart tightened suddenly.
"Last night, as soon as Uncle Zhu got the Centipeda minima, he decocted it and fed it to him immediately. For some reason, he still vomited blood repeatedly during the night. He should have rested in the room properly today, but as soon as he heard that you were in trouble, he rushed out without saying a word to save you. You, you can be naughty if you want, but why play with A Yuan's life like this!"
Song Yiqing was extremely panicked. Looking at the "culprit" in front of him, he was even more furious.
Bai Zheng's face turned pale. She bit her lips and said with difficulty, "Wasn't it said that he would be fine after taking the Centipeda minima?"
Just as Song Yiqing was about to answer, a black figure rushed in with a doctor at the door of the room.
It was Uncle Zhu.
Uncle Zhu didn't care about anything else. He waved Song Yiqing away from the bedside, stepped forward directly, felt the pulse, frowned and stroked his beard.
"How is he?" Song Yiqing asked anxiously.
Uncle Zhu just felt the pulse for a long time, pondering silently. His brows were knitted tighter and tighter, almost into the shape of the Chinese character "chuan".
Bai Zheng thought something was wrong, but didn't dare to say a word for fear of disturbing Uncle Zhu.
She could only endure it second by second.
I don't know how long it had passed before Uncle Zhu put down his hand, with a solemn face, muttering, "How could this be? How could this be..."
"Uncle Zhu! What on earth is going on? Please tell the truth." Song Yiqing was so anxious that he was pacing around.
Bai Zheng was in a complete mess. She rushed straight to Feng Linyuan's side and looked at the man lying on the bed carefully.
It was only then that Bai Zheng noticed that the body under Feng Linyuan's broad robe was already very thin. The faint dark - blue shadows under his closed eyelids were clearly visible.
In a daze, the unconscious man on the bed moved slightly.
Bai Zheng quickly looked up and just caught Feng Linyuan slowly opening his eyes.
Their eyes met. Bai Zheng felt as if there was a fishbone stuck in her throat. For a moment, she was at a loss for words.
"Zheng'er." Feng Linyuan smiled faintly.
Bai Zheng's nose twitched. She almost shed tears.
"A Yuan is awake!" Hearing the sound, Song Yiqing turned around and saw the awakened Feng Linyuan. He exclaimed in surprise.
Uncle Zhu, however, showed no sign of joy. He just glanced at Feng Linyuan and lowered his head without saying a word.
Bai Zheng looked back at Uncle Zhu and then at Feng Linyuan. She understood immediately. She got up and said to Uncle Zhu, "Uncle Zhu, the paper and pen for writing the prescription are in the outer room. Please come with me."
Uncle Zhu gave Bai Zheng a deep look and nodded.
Just as the two were about to go out, they heard Feng Linyuan's voice, "Uncle Zhu, if you have anything to say, just say it in front of me."
Bai Zheng's face turned pale. She saw Uncle Zhu stop in his tracks and let out a heavy sigh.
"I know my own body well. There's no need to hide things from me." Feng Linyuan's face was pale. His words were still a bit weak, but his expression was very firm.
He was not a coward who was afraid of death. But he needed to know his physical condition clearly. Otherwise, all his plans and efforts would be in vain.
Uncle Zhu seemed to know what Feng Linyuan was thinking. He only hesitated for a moment before walking back in front of Feng Linyuan.
Feng Linyuan wanted to sit up. Song Yiqing was quick - eyed and quick - handed. He stuffed two pillows behind Feng Linyuan's back so that he could lean against the head of the bed reluctantly.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit quiet for a moment.
After a long while, Uncle Zhu slowly began to speak.
"My lord, during the Battle of Yan City, you were hit by a poisoned arrow from the Western Liang. The corrosive bone grass on that poisoned arrow was extremely acidic. It would have corroded your internal organs and caused your death. But you were not destined to die. After you were hit by the arrow and fell, you were stung by a spirit bug.
The spirit bug and the corrosive bone grass are both highly poisonous substances. They are mutually restrictive. They reached a wonderful balance in your body, barely saving your life.
But after all, highly poisonous substances are highly poisonous. Although they didn't take your life immediately, they still damaged your foundation. Over the years, I've exhausted all my knowledge and can only barely help my lord maintain the balance of the toxins in your body. I haven't been able to cure your illness completely.
But that scratch from Liu Feng made my lord poisoned by the purple capsule fruit again..." Uncle Zhu's voice became softer and softer.
"Didn't you say that the Centipeda minima would do? The Centipeda minima can detoxify the purple capsule fruit!" Hearing this, Song Yiqing almost jumped up!
They had gone to so much trouble to steal the Centipeda minima. Could it be that it was of no use at all?
Uncle Zhu's face was ashen. He said dryly, "I originally thought that as long as the purple capsule fruit and the Centipeda minima counteracted each other, it wouldn't disrupt the balance in my lord's body. But I didn't expect the purple capsule fruit to be so powerful that it separated the spirit bug and the corrosive bone grass..."
Bai Zheng was like being struck by a thunderbolt.
Uncle Zhu's meaning was very clear. The purple capsule fruit was like the last straw that broke Feng Linyuan's body. The balance in Feng Linyuan's body had now been completely disrupted.
Once all the toxins were activated, it would...
Bai Zheng didn't dare to think about it at all.
It was like water and fire. If they were completely integrated, they would counteract each other. Just like when you were in the water, you couldn't be attacked by fire. When you were in the fire, you couldn't be drowned by water.
But if there suddenly appeared a piece of earth to separate the water and fire, it would be like drowning your upper body in the water while burning your lower body in the fire.
Each toxin would exert its maximum destructive power and devour the poisoned person completely.
Song Yiqing staggered back two steps and sat on the ground.
"How much longer do I have?" In the dead silence, Feng Linyuan asked calmly.
Uncle Zhu raised his eyes. There was a rare look of grief in his eyes. "Even if I try my best, I can only protect my lord for... one month."
One month?
Feng Linyuan just nodded faintly. "One month, although it's a bit urgent, it's barely enough."
Feng Linyuan's expression was calm, as if he wasn't talking about his own life and death, but just stating an ordinary thing.
But this expression made Bai Zheng feel an indescribable sadness.
The man in front of her seemed to have seen through life and death. For him, these were not big deals.
Bai Zheng's vision was filled with a mist and gradually blurred.
"One month? How could it be just one month! Didn't the divine doctor Lian Feimo say before that you could live until you were twenty - five? A Yuan is only twenty - two now. He should still have three more years. How could it be just one month!" Song Yiqing was completely panicked.