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I don't know if it was Jin Xiong's intention or he missed the direction when he was dying. In the end, the "soul-recapturing needle" passed Jin Yihui's side and went straight towards Wen Zhiru.

The facts at that moment caught people off guard. Jin Xiong was kneeling on the ground at that time. An Le and Leng Feng held Jin Xiong at a certain distance from Wen Zhiru, so he couldn't save him in time. When Jin Yihui reacted, he reached out to block it. At that time, it was also a step late.

He only managed to catch Wen Zhiru's body that fell backwards.

"Zhiru, how are you?" In fact, being pricked by a needle will not cause much harm, especially Wen Zhiru was trying to dodge amidst the exclamations of the crowd, but just as he turned sideways, the needle Coincidentally, it was stabbed in the buttocks.

Of course, the embarrassing position is not the focus of attention at this moment, Wen Zhiru still wants to say that he is fine, but he spits out a mouthful of blood when he opens his mouth, and he is no longer unconscious.

It was only then that Jin Yihui realized that the blue light from the needle tip just now was clearly poisonous.

Poisons and medicines are easy to make, but to prepare antidote, you must know the ingredients of each poison and the amount used in the preparation, which is even more difficult. The first thing Jin Yihui thought of was naturally the poison people.

"Jin Xiong! Where's the antidote?"

The gaze turned to Jin Xiong again, and the other party was already bleeding from seven orifices at this time, dying, and the black blood flowing from the eyes, nose and mouth further proved this poisonous overbearing.

"Heh..." Jin Xiong was speechless, a strange smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and he finally swallowed his breath.

At this time, the cold wind dipped a little bit of poisonous blood from the corner of Jin Xiong's mouth, sniffed it on the tip of his nose, "Master, it's Hedinghong."

Jin Yihun's brows could not help but wrinkle even tighter.

Hedinghong has always been a poison specially used by the royal family. In order to be safe, it has added several rare poisons to the common arsenic. The formula is not known to the princes of the royal family.

Although the Prince Xian's Mansion is also the Prince's Mansion of the Great Jin Dynasty, it is not of royal blood after all, and Jin Yihun is only left with regret and self-blame at the moment.

After all, he was too careless, if he knew that there would be such an accident, he should have caught Jin Xiong first, so why bother to come to the court.

An Le is also a shadow guard, and has been in charge of protecting Jin Yihui for many years. He still has some understanding of medical skills such as detoxification and trauma treatment. He looked at Wen Zhiru's face and got another pulse.

"Don't worry, young master. Young master Wen's body is already weak, and he contracted a cold a few days ago, so he became unconscious because of the poisonous gas. Although the poison Jin Xiong used was overbearing, the golden needle was just a little bit on it when it was shot from his mouth. , besides, this is a traumatic injury for Young Master Wen, it will not directly hurt the internal organs like Jin Xiong, and there is no danger of life yet. Right now, it is better to find a suitable place for healing. It is more important to settle Young Master Wen, and then find a way to detoxify. "

Hearing these words, Jin Yihui's tense complexion finally eased a little, but he still dared not relax for a moment when he thought of the rare toxicity of that crane crest red.

"Lord magistrate, is there a cleaner room in the government office, can I borrow it?"

Although it is against the etiquette to let a boy of unknown origin live in his mansion, Wu Caijun is not easy to refuse for a moment when his life is at stake. Then look at the few followers behind him, although they look inconspicuous but As soon as he took the shot, he said that Jin Xiong's villain was restrained easily, and he presumably had great martial arts. He was a small county magistrate, and his men were full of half-hearted arrests, so he couldn't afford to provoke this group of people.

Weighing the pros and cons, Wu Caijun finally nodded, "There are a few wing rooms in the government office that are usually cleaned by someone, so I ordered someone to bring a few of them there."

Jin Yihui picked up Wen Zhiru, who was still unconscious, and walked back to the Yamen, while ordering someone to go to the town to ask a doctor to grab some detoxification herbs by the way.

"My lord, this case..." Seeing that Wu Caijun was about to leave with Jin Yihui, the yamen servants looked at Jin Xiong's body in trouble.

He died in an ugly way, and he didn't know the origin of the poison, so the yamen guards didn't dare to touch it for a while.

Leng Feng answered: "The other person is dead, the poison is harmless, just find a straw mat and drag the body out to bury it and sprinkle some lime on it."

"Did you hear that? Hurry up and drag the body out to find a place where no one is around and bury it." Wu Caijun then instructed the master next to him, "This case is closed, you can just write the truth. Now that the identity of the deceased has been found out, Let's see if we can notify his relatives to identify the body."

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

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Wen Zhiru had already woken up slightly when he was carried into the wing room, the cold wind was blowing and brought a charcoal fire into the room, Jin Yihui took off Wen Zhiru's clothes and made him lie prone on the bed, and was about to untie his obscene pants.

"Don't!" Wen Zhiru pressed the opponent's wrist with his backhand. After all, the injury was in that kind of place, so how could there be no grudges in his heart.

"This is a matter of life. The hidden weapon in your body is poisonous, and the wound must be treated immediately. If you don't let me move, do you want to wait for the cold wind and cold cloud to come in or wait for the doctor to come in for treatment?"

Wen Zhiru was unable to refute for a while after being said so, and let go of Jin Yihui's hand. Although he was both a man, he still couldn't help feeling flustered when he thought that he would be naked in front of this man. , had to turn his head sideways into the bed.

Fortunately, the clothes in winter were thicker, and the poisonous needle did not completely penetrate into the flesh when the clothes were all backed up. Jin Yihui pulled it out carefully, and the area around half a palm was covered with purple black. It seems that the poison spreads uncomfortably, but it is inevitable to cut open the wound and squeeze out the poisonous blood.

Wen Zhiru coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood at this time. Although the blood was still red, it showed signs of turning black, indicating that the poisonous gas had begun to corrode the internal organs, and he was born weak, so he couldn't resist the poison at all.

If the antidote cannot be found in time, even if this body barely survives, it may be useless.

A screen was set up outside the bed, and the cold wind sterilized the dagger with spirits before heating it on a candle before passing it in.

The attendants outside have prepared clean cotton cloth and hot water as ordered.

"Zhiru, the poisonous blood from the wound needs to be drained as soon as possible so that it doesn't spread further. I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for An Le to ask the doctor to anesthetize you. It may hurt a little later. You don't have to bear it. I will try to move as fast as possible. .”

How could it be just a little painful to cut open the flesh and blood with a knife? Wen Zhiru knew that this was Jin Yihun's way of comforting himself, but when his life was at stake, he couldn't refuse it because he was afraid of pain.

"I know, you start!"

Jin Yihui tore off a piece of cotton cloth that was going to bandage the wound and let Wen Zhiru bite it. The dagger was Leng Feng's self-defense weapon, made of high-quality fine steel, and cut iron like mud.

Jin Yihun's knife was very fast, and he cut a finger-long incision on the skin with just a light stroke, and black blood oozed from the wound.

"Well……"

It would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt, Wen Zhiru took a lot of effort to hold back the pain, but then Jin Yihui had to squeeze the wound to expel all the poisonous blood, even though the other party was very careful, but that kind of It feels like there are thousands of knives raging on the wound.Wen Zhiru, who just felt the air in the room was slightly cold, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his hands clutching the edge of the bed were bulging, his nails had lost their color, and all his muscles were tense.

Seeing Wen Zhiru in such pain, Jin Yihui couldn't help being nervous, "You...be patient, it will be fine soon."

The so-called caring is chaotic, the more Jin Yihui said so, the more uneasy the movements of his hands became. He didn't dare to squeeze with too much force, for fear of hurting the other party, but the more he did this, the slower the poisonous blood would be discharged. On the contrary, it prolongs the pain of the other party.

Finally, when the bright red blood flowed out from the wound, Wen Zhiru was already unconscious from the pain, the cotton cloth in his mouth was bitten with blood marks, and Jin Yihun's clothes were soaked with sweat.

An Le also brought the doctor into the government office at this time, applied medicine to the wound, and took the pulse, and the conclusion reached was similar to that of An Le.It is also said that the poisoning is not deep, and it will not be fatal for a while, but if the remaining poison is not clear, it may not last ten days and a half months if the blood vomits like this.

"May I ask if the doctor can cure this poison?"

"I'm just an ordinary doctor in a small town. Not to mention detoxification, it's the first time I've seen the poison this young master has. In addition to the arsenic, no less than a dozen kinds of poisonous insects and weeds have been added. It's helpless."

After the doctor finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave, but before he could take a step, he was grabbed by Jin Yihun.

"Doctor, since you can diagnose his illness, why can't you try to detoxify him? Is it because the consultation fee is insufficient, as long as you can save him, even if it is ten thousand taels of gold, I will never say no!"

Jin Yihui also knew that it was a bit difficult for him to say that, but the relationship between him and Wen Zhiru had finally made such progress, and now he wanted to tell him that his beloved only had less than half a month's lifespan, how could he Accept it!

"This... my son, I also understand that you are eager to save people, but the poison your friend is suffering from is too complicated. Even if there is even the slightest deviation in every medicine in it, it will kill people immediately. Right now, the ingredients of the poison I have not been able to understand one or two things, and I am afraid that Hua Tuo may not be able to do it even if he is reborn."

"But..." Jin Yihun didn't know what else to say, but he was holding on to the doctor's hand but he refused to let go.

Given Wen Zhiru's current physical condition, he might not be able to get back to the capital in half a month. Even if he sent someone to the palace to ask the emperor to get the antidote, Wen Zhiru might not be able to bear it again and again.Going forward for at most three or five days, it is Taiyuan Mansion. Maybe there will be better doctors there, but even if you find a doctor with better medical skills, can you cure the poison?

The author has something to say: Awwhhhh~~ When I get excited, I write that I am extremely poisonous~~~ Hehehe. . . .And who proposed the injured position! ! ! !

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