I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 593

"So?" Doctor Liao said with a sneer on his face, "So there is a glimmer of hope, but you are planning to give it up because you are afraid of death and responsibility? So, the prince can do it with this prescription? Take a breath?"

Imperial Physician Li blushed at this rebuttal from Divine Physician Liao, and was speechless for a while.

Both Imperial Physician Qian and Imperial Physician Zhang dared not speak anymore. It was really not a shameful thing for someone to see through what they were thinking and say it in public.

Imperial Physician Zhou glanced at Imperial Physician Li coldly, then turned to Divine Physician Liao and asked, "Doctor Liao thinks this method of fighting poison with poison is feasible?"

Doctor Liao said: "This method of fighting poison with poison looks dangerous, but it also has a chance. I dare not judge whether it will work or not. It depends on the prince's own situation. I believe that the person who wrote this prescription is also the same. I can’t guarantee that the consequences will be perfect. This person thinks it’s just that the doctor is benevolent, unwilling to do nothing, watching the patient die, and only wants to give the patient a chance to live, so he wrote this prescription.”

Mu Qingyi had to admit that Jiang was still old and spicy.

Doctor Liao's words not only chose him clean, but also her clean, and by the way boasted about her benevolence, kindness and beauty.

"Imperial Physician Zhou, may I introduce the doctor who wrote this recipe? I have a few questions." Divine Physician Liao looked at Imperial Physician Zhou earnestly.

Mu Qingyi wanted to laugh, so she could only lower her head and drink tea to cover it up.

This old man, the play is really good, he doesn't blush, he doesn't breathe, and his words seem to be true, even she wants to believe it.

Imperial Physician Zhou laughed, and hurriedly pulled Miracle Physician Liao to Mu Qingyi to introduce him.

So, the grandfather and grandson started a new round of performances until they poured the concoction that several imperial physicians regarded as the medicine for tigers and wolves into Prince Rong's mouth.

This medicine is highly poisonous, and the dosage needs to be extremely precise, not even the slightest difference.From grasping the medicine to decocting it and feeding it into Prince Rong's mouth, everything was done by Mu Qingyi and Doctor Liao with their own hands, and there was no artificial hand at all.

They couldn't help but not trusting others at this moment, it was really a matter of great importance, if Prince Rong died because of this medicine, even if they were not punished by the emperor, their reputation would be greatly damaged, this is the last thing a doctor wants to see.

For some famous doctors, the reputation built by decades of painstaking efforts may be ruined overnight.

Especially Dr. Liao, who has been famous for a lifetime, can't be ruined because of a little negligence of others.

If it was true that he was not skilled in medicine and healed someone to death, he deserved to be scolded by others.

But if the reputation is ruined in the hands of others, it doesn't mean that you will die unjustly.

Prince Rong started to react less than half a quarter of an hour after taking the medicine. The reaction was quite severe. First, his whole body was hot and convulsed, and his skin also showed an abnormal reddish purple color. I was so scared that I almost knelt down and cried.

After a while like this, Prince Rong began to vomit blood, and the dark red and black blood spit out in mouthfuls, with an extremely stench.

During this process, Prince Rong never came to his senses, and all the movements he made were the body's own reactions, and people were unconscious.

Imperial physician Zhang, Imperial physician Li, and Imperial physician Qian looked at Prince Rong's appearance, their faces turned pale with fright, their legs and feet were weak, and they almost knelt down with the concubines of the palace, as if the fate of beheading was a foregone conclusion. There is no possibility of survival, and my heart is full of fear and hatred.

(End of this chapter)