I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

As Chen Jue walked back home, he was still thinking about how to better serve the people in the next step, but he had no idea that danger was approaching quietly.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly smelled a strange odor. Chen Jue's heart was alarmed, and he immediately realized that he might have been ambushed and poisoned by a killer.

Almost at the same time, he began to feel something strange in his body. He felt dizzy and his limbs gradually became weak.

Chen Jue tried to stay awake by holding on, but the poison spread rapidly in his body, his vision began to blur, and his steps became weak. He tried hard to call for help, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could not make any sound.

Just as Chen Jue was about to fall, the general of the Prince's Mansion happened to pass by. The general saw that Chen Jue was abnormal at a glance, and he rushed forward and supported Chen Jue who was about to fall.

"Sir Chen, what's wrong with you?" the general asked anxiously.

Chen Jue opened his mouth with difficulty, but could only utter a weak sound: "I... am poisoned..."

The general's face changed drastically, and he immediately ordered his men to carry Chen Jue to the Imperial Hospital. Along the way, the general was extremely anxious, and he kept urging the soldiers to speed up. "Quick! We must send Master Chen to the Imperial Hospital as soon as possible!"

The atmosphere in the Imperial Hospital was tense and solemn. When the imperial doctors saw Chen Jue being carried in, they immediately gathered around and began to provide emergency treatment.

An experienced imperial physician first stepped forward to feel Chen Jue's pulse. His brows were furrowed and his expression was stern.

"This poison is extremely dangerous and has already invaded the internal organs." As the imperial physician spoke, he signaled other imperial physicians to prepare various treatment tools and medicinal materials.

Then, the imperial doctors quickly unbuttoned Chen Jue's shirt, exposing his chest. They took out silver needles and carefully inserted them into various acupuncture points on Chen Jue's body. Every time a needle was inserted, it was as if they were fighting a battle with the god of death.

"Quick, bring the detoxifying herbs!"

The imperial physician said loudly. The other imperial physicians hurriedly brought over the herbs that had been prepared long ago. These herbs were carefully selected and prepared, and had the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, strengthening the body and eliminating evil.

The imperial doctors boiled the herbs into a medicinal soup, and then slowly fed it to Chen Jue with a small spoon.

However, Chen Jue had already fallen into a coma and was unable to swallow, so the imperial doctors had to use a special method to inject the medicine into Chen Jue's body through his nasal cavity.

During the treatment process, the imperial doctors constantly observed Chen Jue's reaction and adjusted the treatment plan.

Sometimes they frowned in thought, sometimes they communicated with each other, and everyone was fully focused on this life-and-death rescue.

"Increase the dose!"

"No, too much medicine may cause greater harm to Master Chen's body."

Another imperial physician retorted. They were arguing about the best treatment method.

Time passed minute by minute, and a tense atmosphere filled the Imperial Hospital.

The doctors' foreheads were covered with sweat, but they didn't bother to wipe it off. They only had one thought in their minds, which was to save Chen Jue.

After long and arduous efforts, Chen Jue's condition finally showed a glimmer of improvement.

His breathing became more stable and his face was no longer so pale. The doctors breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

"Continue to observe and do not take it lightly."

The leading imperial physician said. They knew that the battle was not over yet and Chen Jue's life was still in danger.

At the same time, Chen Jia was at home looking forward to Chen Jue's return.

However, when she heard the news that Chen Jue was poisoned and sent to the Imperial Hospital, she instantly fell into great panic.

She ran out of the house in a panic and rushed towards the Imperial Hospital.

Along the way, her heart was filled with fear and uneasiness. She couldn't imagine what she would do if something happened to Chen Jue.

When Chen Jia rushed to the Imperial Hospital and saw Chen Jue lying on the hospital bed, her tears instantly burst out.

"Ajue! How could you be like this?" She rushed to Chen Jue's bed and held his hand tightly.

Chen Jue opened his eyes slightly and saw Chen Jia. He tried hard to smile, but looked very weak.

"Sister... don't worry... I'll be fine..."

Chen Jia's heart ached like a knife. She looked at Chen Jue's pale face and felt full of self-blame. She regretted that she had not noticed Chen Jue's danger earlier and had not protected him well.

At this moment, Chen Jia suddenly realized that she could not accept the price of losing Chen Jue.

She always thought that her feelings for Chen Jue were just those of a sister and a brother, and that it was a rational concern and care.

But now she realized that she actually loved Chen Jue, and this love was much deeper than she had imagined.

Chen Jia's mood was extremely complicated. She was afraid of losing Chen Jue, but also regretted her late realization.

She stayed by Chen Jue's bed, unwilling to leave for a moment.

"Imperial Physician, how is he? We must save him!" Chen Jia asked the imperial physician anxiously.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "We are doing our best to treat Master Chen, but the poison he has been poisoned with is very strong, and it will take some time to determine whether his condition is stable."

Chen Jia bit her lips tightly, her heart filled with worry. She prayed silently, hoping that Chen Jue would be safe.

Time passed minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the Imperial Hospital remained tense.

Chen Jia stayed by Chen Jue's bed, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead and calling his name softly.

"Ajue, you have to get better. We still have a lot of things to do together, you can't just leave me like this."

Chen Jia's voice was full of affection and nostalgia.

Chen Jue seemed to hear Chen Jia's call in his coma, and his fingers moved slightly. Seeing this, Chen Jia felt a glimmer of hope.

But the doctors' faces became more serious. One doctor frowned and said with a puzzled look, "This poison is very strange. I have never seen such a strange poison. It has made us unable to detoxify for a while."

The other imperial doctors also nodded, their faces filled with anxiety.

Chen Jia, who was standing by, heard the doctor's words and immediately panicked. She stared at Chen Jue closely, twisting her hands unconsciously together, her eyes full of worry. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Chen Jue suddenly vomited blood. The bright red blood stained his clothes and also hurt Chen Jia's heart.

Chen Jia was panicked when she saw this scene, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. Her cry was as shrill and desperate as that of a wounded little animal.

"Ajue! Ajue, what's wrong with you? You can't be in trouble!"

Chen Jia's body was trembling slightly. She rushed to Chen Jue's bed and held his hand tightly, as if this could save his life.

"Ajue, you must hold on!"

Her cries became louder and louder, and her tears poured out like a flood. Her voice had become hoarse, but she couldn't stop crying. Her heart was filled with helplessness and despair, as if the whole world had collapsed at this moment.