After passing through several underground corridors, Chu Qianli was led into a secret chamber.
"Your Majesty..."
This was the real Chu Jiangnan.
He lay on the bed, his eyes tightly shut, his face a pale green, showing signs of severe poisoning.
Upon seeing Chu Qianli, Liu Jin seemed to see a glimmer of hope and stood up abruptly, "Miss Chu..."
"Don't come any closer!" Chu Qianli suddenly cried out, quickly stepping back.
Seeing Liu Jin was like seeing a venomous snake or a ferocious beast. m..oΓg
Liu Jin didn't understand why she was acting this way.
"Miss, His Majesty is deeply poisoned, and I am truly at a loss. I implore you..."
"On what grounds?" Chu Qianli was on the verge of tears, feeling utterly wronged!
On what grounds should she help them after they had tormented her?
On what grounds could they always hurt her yet demand her assistance?
If she refused to help today, they could simply take her life!
"I will not save him!"
She turned away, unwilling to look at the figure on the sickbed.
"Kill me or flay me, as you please! But I will never save him!"
Liu Jin was still administering acupuncture to detoxify the Emperor.
However, the poison could not be expelled.
It seemed to multiply within the Emperor's body, growing more potent.
Even though he was desperately trying to extract the poison, his efforts were no match for its rapid proliferation.
Furthermore, as he drew out the poison, he was also draining a large amount of the Emperor's blood.
Over time, the Emperor would suffer from excessive blood loss and, even if he survived the poison, he would succumb to exhaustion.
He was truly at his wit's end.
"Miss, I know you must have suffered grievances at the Prince's side, but... but I am truly helpless."
Liu Jin dared not turn around, his focus divided. With a moment's lapse, his needle placement was incorrect.
He quickly regained his composure and continued to focus on the Emperor's acupuncture.
Yet, he did not give up on persuading her, for whenever he was powerless, Chu Qianli was always his savior.
Indeed, his salvation.
"Miss Chu, if you harbor any resentment, you may strike or scold me as you wish after this is over. However, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. Miss Chu, His Majesty cannot be harmed. If something truly happens to him, Nanming..."
"What does that have to do with me?" Chu Qianli was resolute in her refusal to help this time.
In fact, she kept her back to them, unwilling to even glance their way.
Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, and as a doctor, she couldn't help but be moved by a patient.
She feared that if she looked, her heart would soften.
Moreover, for some inexplicable reason, she felt a filial affection towards Chu Jiangnan... she couldn't!
This time, she absolutely could not!
"I will not save him, Liu Jin. This time, I will absolutely not be soft-hearted!"
Liu Jin was out of options and could only glance at Leng Ji.
Leng Ji nodded and immediately left.
However, the Prince was currently dealing with his ministers, and he had no idea when he would return to handle this situation.
Meanwhile, Chu Qianli, seeing the exchange of glances between Liu Jin and Leng Ji, suddenly smiled.
"I am not afraid of death, do you think I would be afraid of anything else?"
Would they threaten her again by stripping her naked and throwing her before everyone?
There is no sorrow greater than a heart turned to stone. If Feng Yexuan were to do such a thing, she would accept it.
She would absolutely not compromise!
Chu Qianli closed her eyes, ignoring the man on the bed.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yexuan finally used the excuse of being tired and needing rest to dismiss Prince Yu and Prince Ling.
By the time he arrived, Feng Yexuan had already heard Leng Ji's report.
The moment he entered the secret chamber, he strode quickly to Chu Qianli's side, grabbed her, and pulled her towards him. "Today, whether you save him or not, you must!"