Another World's Imperial Examination Official Path

Every time after drinking the medicine, his body will feel better.

But it didn't take long for the condition to recur again, and it was even worse than last time.

But Sun Dehua didn't notice this, he just felt that after drinking the medicine, his body would feel better, and his dependence on the medicine became more serious. Such a vicious circle.

"Okay, master, I'm going to bring the medicine right now."

Zhao Yimeng was eager to give Sun Dehua medicine so that he could be sent to heaven as soon as possible, and immediately went to the kitchen to fetch the medicine.

"I've been drinking it for a few months, it should be almost time."

Zhao Yimeng reckoned that Sun Dehua would have to drink a few more times before he died.

This is also the bad point of chronic poisons, which require a little bit of accumulation of toxins, and then a few months of incubation before they can attack.

"Husband, drink the medicine!"

Zhao Yimeng came to the bedroom with the medicine in hand, and handed it to Sun Dehua.

When Sun Dehua thought about Sima Jincheng's matter, his blood surged in his heart, he took the medicine that Zhao Yimeng handed over, and fell down directly.

"Uh……"

After drinking the medicine, Sun Dehua threw the bowl directly to Zhao Yimeng, and was about to vent his anger to Zhao Yimeng.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he reached out and grabbed his neck.

Sun Dehua's face turned red, and the veins on his neck and forehead burst out, as if he was about to strangle himself to death.

"Husband, husband..."

Zhao Yimeng originally thought that the onset of the effect of the medicine would cause Sun Dehua to die suddenly and silently in his sleep.

Who knew there would be such a big commotion.

"Master, Master!"

Seeing this, Sun Jia and others thought that Sun Dehua drank the medicine too quickly and choked, so they hurried forward and pulled off Sun Dehua's hand while patting him on the back anxiously.

"puff!"

It's okay not to shoot, but Sun Dehua loosened his neck when he took a shot, a big mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fainted instantly.

"Master!"

Sun Jia quickly touched Sun Dehua's breath and found that he was still breathing. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and asked someone to call the doctor.

Looking at Sun Dehua's appearance, Zhao Yimeng felt panic, uneasiness and annoyance in her heart. If she had known that she would not be in a hurry to prescribe medicine today, now that something like this happened, she might be suspected.

Sure enough, Sun Jia helped Sun Dehua to lie down on the bed, and looked at Zhao Yimeng.

"Ma'am, you, you are the one who poisoned me!"

Just after taking the medicine, Sun Dehua became like this. Everyone would suspect that there is something wrong with Zhao Yimeng.

Zhao Yimeng was already guilty in her heart, and when she was accused by Sun Jia, she immediately denied it excitedly: "Nonsense! I, I didn't poison you! Don't spit blood!"

The more excited Zhao Yimeng was, the more Sun Jia doubted her.

It's just that Zhao Yimeng is his wife after all, so it's not good for him to say anything to her, so he just stays firmly by Sun Dehua's side and doesn't let Zhao Yimeng get close to him.

When Sun Dehua woke up, all this could naturally be investigated.

Zhao Yimeng was terrified, but she couldn't do anything now, she could only quietly wait for the result.

The doctor came quickly and found out the problem.

Sun Dehua's body was weak, and he couldn't bear the surge of Qi and blood, so he vomited blood, which had nothing to do with taking medicine.

After a few needles and some blood, Sun Dehua woke up leisurely.

"Sun Gongzi, you are weak, and it is not suitable for you to be emotional right now, it is better to rest." The doctor warned.

"Yes." Sun Dehua nodded slightly.

"Husband, are you alright?"

Zhao Yimeng stepped forward to greet her.

"roll!"

As soon as Sun Dehua saw Zhao Yimeng, he couldn't help but burst into anger.

If it was normal, he would definitely have beaten Zhao Yimeng to vent his anger, but now thinking about his body and the doctor's orders, he can only let Zhao Yimeng leave.

Zhao Yimeng couldn't wait to leave now, so she immediately said: "The concubine will not bother you to rest."

Sun Jia looked at Zhao Yimeng's leaving back, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while.

After the doctor left, Sun Jia looked at Sun Dehua and said, "Master, there is something wrong with Madam."

Sun Dehua frowned, glanced at Sun Jia and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sun Jia told Sun Dehua about Zhao Yimeng's guilty look just now.

If there was no poison, why would Zhao Yimeng be so guilty? He didn't believe it when it said there was nothing tricky.

"Is there something wrong with this medicine?"

Sun Dehua recalled that he was actually not seriously ill at first, he just contracted a small cold and had a cough.

Logically speaking, after taking the medicine, it should be healed, but not only did it not improve, but he coughed up blood further later.

Today it even developed into a state of spurting blood.

When no one reminded, Sun Dehua hadn't noticed it yet, but when Sun Jia said this, Sun Dehua immediately noticed something was wrong inside.

There may be something wrong with this medicine.

"You take this medicine to the doctor quietly..."

Sun Dehua thought for a while, and said: "Go and see a famous doctor."

He also asked a doctor to see it before, but he didn't see anything wrong. Sun Dehua felt that he still had to let a famous doctor take a look, so that he could feel at ease.

"Yes, sir."

Sun Jia was also anxious, not daring to waste time, and hurried away.

"Zhao Yimeng, if you let me know that you drugged me, I will never let you go!"

Sun Dehua stared at the broken medicine bowl on the ground, with a fierce light in his eyes, and said viciously.

……

After hearing the case, Yu Wenjing returned to the East Palace from the government office, and was told that Sima Weibo was already waiting for him.

"Master Sima came quickly."

Yu Wenjing couldn't help getting excited when he thought of the papermaking secret technique that Sima Weibo was about to hand over to him.

"Gu has already fulfilled Lord Sima's request, should Master Sima also hand over the papermaking secret technique to Gu?" Yu Wenjing looked at Sima Weibo and asked.

"His Royal Highness, you still torture Jin Cheng?"

Sima Weibo's face was ashen. Although he wasn't there, it didn't mean he didn't know what happened inside.

Originally, Sima Weibo thought that Yu Wenjing would tell Sima Jincheng the result of the disposal, so that Sima Jincheng would directly plead guilty.

Who knew that Yu Wenjing didn't tell Sima Jincheng anything at all, but took this opportunity to beat Sima Jincheng up.

"Sima Jincheng didn't plead guilty, he just enforced the law impartially." Yu Wenjing said solemnly.

He didn't admit that he did it on purpose, and Sima Weibo had nothing to do with him.

Sima Weibo looked at Yu Wenjing, feeling aggrieved in his heart, but thinking about the plan in his heart, he could only endure it.

Endure it for a few more months, then he can deal with Yu Wenjing in any way he wants!

"His Royal Highness, you can let me see Jincheng before. He was injured. I want to find a doctor to show him." Sima Weibo was worried about Sima Jincheng, so he decided to go there himself to be relieved. .

Yu Wenjing was worried that Sima Weibo would bring a woman to see Sima Jincheng and leave offspring for his Sima family, so he thought for a while before saying, "Master Sima can go, other people can't go in."

Sima Weibo pursed his lips, and said, "Doesn't the doctor do it too?"

"After the physical examination, you can bring a doctor in, no more."

Yu Wenjing just wanted to get the secret papermaking recipe, and didn't want to annoy Sima Weibo at the last moment, so he took a step back.

Sima Weibo took the doctor and left for the time being, and went to visit Sima Jincheng in the prison of the government office.

"I don't want to die, father, save me!"

Sima Jincheng lay on the messy straw, muttering to Sima Weibo for help.

"Jin Cheng!"

As soon as Sima Weibo came in, he saw Sima Jincheng's appearance, and felt distressed immediately, so he hurriedly asked someone to open the door.

"Father!"

When Sima Jincheng saw Sima Weibo, his originally dead eyes lit up instantly.

Sima Weibo led the doctor into the cell, and he hugged Sima Jincheng regardless of the mess on the ground.

"My son is suffering!"

Sima Weibo was very distressed, and hated Yu Wenjing in his heart. At that time, he would definitely torture Yu Wenjing severely, and then send him on the road to avenge him.

"Father, I don't want to die, don't let them sentence me to death!"

Sima Jincheng didn't care about his injuries, he took Sima Weibo's hand and begged bitterly.

"Don't worry, my father will definitely save you."

Sima Weibo didn't speak, but just patted Sima Jincheng's hand and sent him a message with his eyes.

The two are father and son. Sima Jincheng can still understand such a simple meaning.

Sima Jincheng also knew that the prison was full of Yu Wenjing's people, and it was inconvenient to talk, knowing in his heart that Sima Weibo would save him, he immediately felt at ease.

"Let the doctor show you the injury."

Sima Weibo asked the doctor to check Sima Jincheng's injuries, while he took out a food box to feed Sima Jincheng.

In the next few months, Sima Jincheng was imprisoned here, so he definitely didn't want to get better. It would be nice to have a meal to replenish his strength.

"I can't eat." Sima Jincheng didn't understand Sima Weibo's good intentions. How could he be able to eat in this situation.

"eat!"

Sima Weibo ignored Sima Jincheng and forced it into his mouth.

Through the gate of feeding, he whispered in Sima Jincheng's ear: "Patience with peace of mind."

Sima Jincheng glanced at Sima Weibo and knew in his heart that even if he wanted to save him, Sima Weibo would have to wait a few months.

He looked at the food in Sima Weibo's hand, unwilling to wait for death, he ate it with big mouthfuls.

"Lord Sima, it's getting late."

The guard guard urged.

Now that the medicine has been taken and the food has been eaten, it is not appropriate to stay any longer.

Sima Weibo shook Sima Jincheng's hand, took off his robe and covered Sima Jincheng, then stood up and left.

"Father!"

Sima Jincheng looked at Sima Weibo's back, then at the gloomy cell, and couldn't help but yelled.

Sima Weibo paused for a while, but left without turning around.

"This is the secret recipe for papermaking, please take a look at it, Your Highness the Prince."

After Sima Weibo finished watching Sima Jincheng, he returned to the East Palace and handed over the papermaking secrets to Yu Wenjing.

"Master Sima is really refreshing!"

Yu Wenjing greedily looked at the secret recipe record in his hand, as long as he mastered this technology, he would have a steady stream of wealth in the future!