When the count entered the carriage, the coachman whipped his horsewhip, and the carriage began to move.
Soon, the carriage passed through this area and entered the city. When the citizens saw that it was the count's carriage, they all got out of the way. The carriage did not slow down and headed quickly towards the destination.
In the carriage, Count Gremory sat on the main seat, with two doctors sitting on one side. The carriage was very quiet, and no one made a sound. Suddenly, the Count coughed, then looked to one side and asked:
"Two doctors, do you think that just medicine can cure the Marquis' poison?"
Both doctors were in their forties, but neither had much hair on their heads. One of them was stunned when he heard the count's question, but he still replied: "Unlikely!"
"It seems that the poison in the earl has not been found out yet, but it should be a mixed poison. It is unlikely that a bottle of medicine can be used to solve it."
"Indeed, if it was really that simple, the Marquis wouldn't be in a coma now." Another person nodded in agreement.
"That's right!" The Earl nodded without saying anything.
Putting his right hand into his clothes, he could still feel the hard and cold touch of the medicine bottle.
…
King's Landing is neither big nor small.
The territory of the Elena family is located on the west side of King's Landing, about a few kilometers away from King's Landing.
In just twenty minutes, the carriage had passed through the city, left the city, and reached its destination.
After arriving at the destination, when Earl Gremory got off the carriage, a middle-aged man in black clothes walked up and saluted: "Long time no see, Earl."
He glanced at the earl, then at the two doctors behind the earl, with a clear expression on his face, and said, "My lord, are you also here to help my lord the marquis?"
"also?"
Lord Gremory asked.
Are there many people?
Soon, he knew that his guess was correct.
The man did not speak, and then led Count Gremory inside, and soon came to a huge living room, with a room connected to one side of the living room.
The reception room was already overcrowded by this time.
Count Gremory roughly estimated that there were dozens of people.
There are barons and viscounts everywhere, and even quite a few counts. Of course, there are even more doctors of various kinds, some of whom are brought by nobles, and some of whom come from imperial monasteries.
The nobles stood separately on one side, and the convent was on the other side, led by a woman wearing a white robe. This person was also known to Count Gremory. She was the same woman who approached him for investment with Maester Lemon last time. The elegant student also Follow behind.
"How is the situation?" After bringing the earl, the butler left directly. Lord Gremory walked towards the side and saw a familiar viscount.
"My Lord Earl!" When the viscount saw it was him, he immediately said respectfully, and then began to explain the current situation.
Since the Marquis was poisoned and fell into coma, the Marquis family first asked their own doctors to help, but to no avail. Then they asked the monastery for help and successfully stabilized the Marquis' condition.
But that's all. They wanted to detoxify, but there was no way.
Then yesterday, suddenly the Marquis' situation took a turn for the worse, and many self-proclaimed nobles suddenly came in, and the Elena family did not stop him. They also hoped to gather everyone's strength to save the Marquis.
"Hey, isn't this Lord Gremory?"
Earl Gremory was listening to the Viscount's report when suddenly, a voice sounded.
He looked sideways and saw a man in black ornate clothes walking towards him, followed by an old man with a white beard.
"Count Monchi!" Count Gremory frowned.
Count Monchi and he are basically subordinates of the Marquis, but they are very difficult to deal with. Both of them want to win the support of the Marquis, but they have always been evenly matched.
"Hey, it seems you are here to help too." Count Monchi glanced at the two people behind Count Gremory and laughed.
"Hmph, that's none of your business." Count Gremory didn't show any politeness and glanced at him.
"Hehe, then you will definitely lose this time." Count Monchi smiled, then invited the old man behind him to come out and said: "This is Dr. Rob. You may not have heard of his name, but he used to be The chief physician in the palace, many doctors are now his students!"
"I see that the two doctors you brought are so young, so they may not be able to solve it!"
This is showing off.
Count Gremory's mouth twitched. His business was far from this direction. Finding these two people was the result of several days of hard work.
"teacher!"
Something happened that caught him even more off guard. As Dr. Rob stepped out, the two doctors behind him actually walked out and saluted the old man.
Both of them turned out to be Rob's former students.
"Hahahaha!" Even Count Monchi did not expect this scene and laughed.
"The Marquis's poison is very complicated, and it's not something you can handle." Robert was already very old, but his tone was still full of confidence.
"Teacher, we were invited by Count Gremory!" Neither of them expected to meet their former teacher here, but they still stood by the Count.
"Yeah." Rob nodded without saying anything.
He has many students, and these two are just above average among them.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Earl Gremory, it seems you have no chance this time." Earl Monchi patted Earl Gremory on the shoulder and left.
Count Gremory took a few deep breaths and told himself that this was the Marquis's home and no force could be used.
Damn, he was so angry that he had no way to refute.
Squeak!
At the same time, the door connecting to the living room suddenly opened, and several doctors happened to walk out of it.
Count Gremory looked over, and through the door, he could see a room behind the door. There was a large bed in the room. Marquis Elena was lying on the bed, and there were several immediate family members around the bed.
"No!" The doctor who came out walked to a count and shook his head. They were brought here by the count to help, but there seemed to be no progress.
"Does anyone else have any ideas?" At this time, someone else came out of the door.
Alex looked at the large number of nobles and people in the monastery in front of him and sighed.
There are so many, but who can use them?
"Shall we try again?" At this time, the old woman leading the convent stood up, followed by several people behind her.
"Okay!" Alex knew that these monasteries had been researching for a few days and hoped they could be helpful.
The men from the monastery entered the room, and Alex ordered the door to be closed.
Others wait.
Half an hour later.
The man from the monastery came out again, looking depressed.
"Anyone else wants to try?" Alex's tone was even lower.
"I'll do it." Count Monchi raised his hand.
"This is the former chief physician of the palace, Dr. Rob!" he introduced to Alex.
"Hello, Doctor Rob!" Alex's eyes lit up, and he invited the doctor and the count inside, and the door closed again.
after an hour.
The door opened, and Dr. Robb walked out with a frown on his face, followed closely by Monkey, silent, obviously unable to find a solution.
"That's not possible at all. The poison on the Marquis's body is at least ten kinds of mixed poisons. It has penetrated deep into the internal organs. There is nothing we can do." Robert shook his head and said.
"Ah, can't Dr. Rob solve it?" Rob is equivalent to a master in the medical circle, and many doctors know him.
"I can't do it!" Rob didn't deny it, he just said that he couldn't do it.
But when these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue to other doctors.
Robert was the former chief physician of the palace, and he said no. It seemed that the Marquis was really hopeless.
For a time, there was a groan in the room.
"Anyone else wants to try?" Alex was a little desperate at this time. Lying inside was his biological father.
"Oh, by the way, Count Gremory, do you want to try?"
At this time, Earl Monchi, who was not far away, suddenly spoke up, as if he wanted to vent his frustration.
"Ahem, forget it, I..."
So many people have failed, and the Marquis has been given a death notice by Robert, and Count Gremory is also ready to give up.
"Try it!" Suddenly, Alex said with sad eyes.
For him, try, there is still a little hope, he is like a drowning man, grabbing the seaweed in the sea and unwilling to let go.
Count Gremory looked at the sad Alex in front of him and remembered the potion Eli gave him. He hesitated and agreed: "Okay!"
"Let me try."
Come all come.
Anyway, it’s not him alone.
