When Ji Ningtian in Hong'an Pavilion heard the news that Imperial Physician Chang had been beheaded, he coughed a few times, "You mean, Fang Ziqin directly pushed Imperial Physician Chang out as a scapegoat without asking for any clues?"
"It's not that we don't care about everything." Wu Qing lowered her eyes and said, "This is the result of the joint decision of all the adults in the Taiyuan Hospital. I heard that Zixiu... the day she woke up, it was also the day when Taiyin Chang rushed out and raised concerns about Awan's medical skills. He objected and claimed it was witchcraft."
Wen Ya stood aside and listened, laughing secretly. Ji Ningtian probably knew who spread the rumor better than anyone else.
"So, our man was saved?" Ji Ningtian's expression was dark and unclear, and Wu Qing shook her head, "Not saved. When he was delivering the news and leaving the palace, he was discovered by the Queen's staff, and with the help of Imperial Physician Chang The crime of the party is punishable by death."
Ji Ningtian let out a long sigh and said quietly: "Fang Ziqin's methods are more powerful than I expected."
This matter was planned by him. There were three levels of the situation. The first level was that Wen Ya and A Wan were affected by the rumors and were demoted from the Imperial Hospital and were not allowed to practice medicine. In this way, Fang Zilan's injury could only be postponed indefinitely until Gu Poison attack... Even if there are other doctors who are good at rejuvenating, the possibility of treatment is slim.
The second level is to use rumors to force Fang Ziqin to replace all the adults in Tai Hospital to facilitate his deployment of personnel.
As for the third level, they used the help of Yushitai to question Fang Ziqin, who was in the middle palace, but had no ability to control it, causing rumors to spread and people to panic.
However, Fang Ziqin did not give him a chance, and defeated his plan step by step. He clearly told him that it was difficult for him to intervene in the Taiyuan Hospital in the past, and he would not even think about it in the future.
After all, the Taiyuan Hospital is related to the safety of the entire royal family. If something goes wrong, the government and the public will be overturned, and the world will be in turmoil.
Not everyone can do this by looking at the overall situation and seizing the most opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow.
but……
Ji Ningtian looked at the silent Wen Ya. Originally, with him as the commander of the Taiyuan Hospital, no one else mattered, but at some point he became less obedient and had to put others in.
"Young Master..." Wu Qing was about to speak but she stopped. Ji Ningtian looked at her and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Wu Qing pursed her lips and finally focused on Wen Ya, "Mr. Wen, what is the condition of her injury? Is it really not serious?"
Wen Ya's hands hidden in his sleeves were clasped tightly, "Yes, it's really nothing serious. They're all skin injuries."
Ji Ningtian listened and had no reaction. He just waved his hand to signal them all to leave.
Wu Qing and Wen Ya walked a long distance away from Hong'an Pavilion before whispering: "Mr. Wen, what you said is true..."
"Wu Qing." Wen Ya interrupted Wu Qing's words and said in a deep voice: "If everyone thinks that Awan and I are using sorcery, do you think we will survive?"
Wu Qing's expression was stagnant, and she subconsciously argued: "Young Master will not..."
As soon as she said those words, she felt a little regretful. Wouldn't Young Master abandon Wen Ya and Awan? Not long after the bones of the King of Hell in the Tenth Hall of the Ghost Sect were found by the people of the imperial court, they were all abandoned, let alone others?
But once you admit that everyone is a chess piece in the master's hands that can be discarded at any time, you will feel unstoppable fear.
After all, she is one of these pawns.
"It seems that you already know the answer." Wen Ya looked at Wu Qing, whose face turned pale, "In that case, I hope you will take it seriously."
Cong Rong looked at the two people under the tree from a distance. Although she couldn't hear what they said, she could feel from the dull atmosphere that it was not a good thing. After all, they had come to this point.
According to Ji Ningtian's temperament, he has always preferred to be feared by the world rather than admired by the world. I just don’t know how far he is from betraying his relatives like this?
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At this time in Fengyi Palace, Fang Zilan looked at the broken porcelain pieces scattered on the floor, then looked at her right hand wrapped in gauze, and slowly closed her eyes.
She had already knocked over three bowls of porridge. Even if Fang Ziqin let her do it, the scene at the moment was enough to show that her right hand was crippled and it would be impossible to hold a sword again in the future.
Awan walked in, walked around the palace maid who was cleaning the floor, walked to the bed, looked at Fang Zilan and said, "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
"Awan." Fang Zilan opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him steadily, "Is it possible for me to still hold the sword?"
"It's possible to hold a pen, but it's possible to hold a sword..." A Wan hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "It's probably impossible."
Fang Zilan took a deep breath and turned her head as if she was embarrassed. Seeing this, Awan quickly added: "It's hard to say, what if? Maybe if you take good care of yourself and recover quickly, you can..."
"Such words cannot comfort me." Fang Zilan's voice was muffled, "After so many years, although I dare not say that I am proficient in it, I can also say that a long-term illness can be cured."
She raised her right hand as she spoke, "This kind of injury will never heal."
"Since you know, why are you still asking me?" Awan glared at Fang Zilan angrily, "You also said that you are not proficient in medical skills, so you still have a glimmer of hope, right? As a doctor, of course I want to kill you Doesn’t your hope come true?”
"There is no hope." Fang Zilan moved her fingers wrapped in gauze, "It would be better to wipe it out."
Awan was choked by Fang Zilan and was speechless for a moment. The palace maids on the side withdrew with a wink. Only Fang Ziqin, who was standing by the window, straightened her sleeves and said softly: "If there is no hope, you are seriously injured." So far, why are you still holding on to your breath and coming back?"
Fang Zilan was stunned for a while, then said: "I made a promise to someone, and I must keep my promise."
"Really?" Fang Ziqin looked at Fang Zilan steadily, as if she had seen through her, and she couldn't help but confide: "I never thought I could come back alive. Before I lost consciousness, I was still thinking about what happened at the beginning. You shouldn't say such nonsense as if you promise to keep your promise to the king, you will keep your eternal life. How can I come back to the way I looked at that time? Isn't this embarrassing?"
"But you're still back." Fang Ziqin said word by word, "You're back alive."
"Yes." Fang Zilan smiled self-deprecatingly, why? Perhaps it was the plum branch that fell from her chest before she almost collapsed, which reminded her that there were many people waiting for her in the capital, and she couldn't stop there.
Nowadays, she not only lives for herself, but also lives for the people she is tied to.
"Lan'er." Fang Ziqin walked to Fang Zilan and reached out to stroke the top of her hair, "You are the toughest person I have ever seen..."
"Sister, you don't have to comfort me..." Fang Zilan subconsciously intercepted Fang Ziqin's last words and blurted out a title that even she didn't expect. After reacting, she couldn't say anything.
"I know you don't need comfort." Fang Ziqin's hand paused, "But no matter what, I am your eldest sister. As long as you are willing, I will be your support."
Fang Zilan nodded slightly and stopped showing off. For the next few days, he allowed others to feed him food and medicine. After she was able to walk on the ground, she picked up the sword with her left hand under the astonished eyes of others.
