Chapter 218 Take it Back
The monk had no martial arts skills, but he had not expected that this girl would dare to snatch someone in the temple. He was immediately angry and said, "You are the Crown Princess's person, and the Crown Prince is a traitor. If I shout, what do you think will happen?
I didn't say a word out of consideration for your master's life-saving grace, so don't go too far!"
Jixiang didn't waste time talking to him and just raised his hand to chop the man down.
Although the monk did not know kung fu, he reacted quickly. He immediately waved the Buddhist beads in his hand and slapped them into Jixiang's hand, then turned around and started to call for help.
Jixiang said hurriedly: "You monk, don't worry that this temple was built for you by General Su! If she knew that you did such a cruel thing tonight, I'm afraid she would want to raze your temple to the ground!"
Jixiang was furious.
She speaks without restraint.
But the monk was stunned by these words. He turned back in surprise and looked at Jixiang, "How do you know that this temple was built by her?"
When Jixiang saw him stop, he immediately went to grab the man again. This time he did not give the monk any chance to fight back. He knocked him out with a palm strike and carried him away on his shoulder.
Zhending County Government Office.
Jixiang threw the person on his shoulder to the ground, picked up the scoop at hand and poured water on him.
The county magistrate was stunned. "He said he was an old acquaintance, didn't he? How come…"
The monk was awakened by a bucket of water and glared at Jixiang angrily, "Despicable..."
However, before he could finish his words, he saw Wang Yu standing next to Jixiang, and his whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.
"General Wang!"
He got up from the ground with trembling legs, and rushed forward for fear that he had recognized the wrong person.
"General Wang, is it really you?"
Wang Yu also frowned and recognized the monk. "It's you. Come on, check on the patient first, and we can talk about other things later. It's too late."
The monk turned around and went to see Su Qingqing without saying a word.
Jixiang was stunned.
If she had known this would happen, why would she compete with Wang Yu for it? It would only delay things.
The monk went over to feel the patient's pulse and check the wound. Everyone in the room held their breath and was so quiet that they hardly dared to breathe, for fear that if they breathed too much, the monk's pulse diagnosis would be inaccurate.
The monk was not very old, probably in his thirties.
No one knew what had made him enter Buddhism back then, but at the moment, there was shock on his handsome face.
"Poisoned by the dragon claw?"
When Wang Yu heard the name, his heart skipped a beat.
Dragon claw poison is the most toxic poison in Liaodong.
Anyone who is poisoned by this kind of poison will feel hot all over before dying, and will have illusions of love and sex. These illusions will last for about a cup of tea, and the poisoned person will eventually die in disgrace in an extremely undignified way.
Theoretically, it only takes a quarter of an hour from poisoning to death.
How did their general manage to hold on until now...
Thinking of the clothes he found in the snow before, Wang Yu's heart skipped a beat.
Those clothes, perhaps, were not thrown away intentionally by their general to show them the way, but were an unconscious act after she took effect of the poison.
Thinking of what Su Qingqing had gone through after being poisoned, Wang Yu felt like he couldn't breathe. He covered his chest with his hands, turned around and left the room.
It was snowing heavily outside. He looked up at the sky, hot tears falling from his eyes. He knelt down and said, "Oh God, please open your eyes. Our general has been fighting for the people all his life. Why are you torturing her like this?"
"How about it!"
I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly an auspicious voice came from the room.
Wang Yu was startled and hurried back, dragging his numb legs.
The monk had already left the bedside. I don't know how he did it, but at this moment, Su Qingqing was lying there, not trembling anymore, and her lips were a little bloody.
Is this a sign of improvement or a last gasp?
Wang Yu stared at the monk, his heart pounding .
The monk sighed, "The spread of the poison has stopped for now. The only antidote is the dragon grass, but there is definitely no such grass. The only place around here that could possibly be found is in Kyoto.
If we can get it within an hour, the poison can be cured.
If you can’t get it…”
Bang!
A loud noise interrupted the monk's words. Everyone turned around and saw Rong Que leaning against the door frame with a pale face. He had something in his hand, and now that thing fell heavily to the ground.
Behind Rong Que, there was a man who was about forty years old. The man glanced at Rong Que and walked straight towards Su Qingqing.
Rong Que looked at the monk, "Are you sure it can only be Longyan Grass?"
The monk didn't know Rong Que, but because Wang Yu was there, and seeing Wang Yu's respectful attitude towards this man, the monk said, "It can only be Longyan grass."
Without even taking a breath, Rong Que turned around and ran into the night again.
The person who came with him hurriedly chased after him.
"Your Highness, when we left, Kyoto had already started a city-wide search. If you go back now..."
However, before he could finish his words, Rong Que had disappeared.
He has to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire.
As long as the person needs it.
As soon as Rong Que left, the man stopped talking and turned around to run towards the bed again.
The monk didn't mind someone re-diagnosing him in front of him, but after the person finished the diagnosis , he asked, "How is it?"
The man clasped his hands together in a Buddhist salute to the monk, and then clasped his fists towards the three doctors beside him, "Thank you very much for your timely rescue. Our general's life is temporarily saved."
Others didn't react much, but the monk was stunned.
He grabbed the man by the collar and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
Wang Yu hurried forward and pulled the excited monk back, "Let me explain this to you."
The monk looked at Su Qingqing lying on the bed and was dragged out by Wang Yu.
When the monk came back, he was full of...
How to say it, it was like the feeling of being reborn after a disaster, with red eyes, he walked straight to Su Qingqing's bed, knelt down and kowtowed three times.
No one in the room was shocked by this scene.
Who wouldn't respect the upright General Su from the bottom of their heart, especially since this man saved your life, gave you real favors, and gave you a life you could look forward to?
Now, you are still alive and well, but she has died once and is about to die again.
The monk kowtowed and turned to Jixiang, "I'm sorry, I don't know."
The arrogance that he had in the temple before was gone.
Jixiang could only wipe his tears and could not speak.
Before, she could only abstractly imagine what kind of person Su Qingqing was in her previous life.
But now, watching these people do this to save her, she was so excited that she couldn't say a word.
When it was almost dawn, Rong Que came back from outside, covered in injuries.
He had a cloth bag wrapped around his body, and the moment he entered the house, he fell headfirst.
Jixiang looked at Rong Que's body covered with wounds. His eyes were swollen beyond belief and everything became blurry again.
“Your Highness!”
