Fantasy: Starting Out as a Gigolo, Born a Confucian Sage

Chapter 242

"If we can catch the person who poisoned the person, we can force him to tell us the formula of the poison."

"If we try our best, there may be a glimmer of hope for detoxification."

When these words came out, everyone's faces eased a little, but they were still extremely heavy.

The assassin was obviously a top warrior from Yan State.

It is conceivable that he could seriously injure the nobleman in the midst of thousands of troops.

It is unrealistic to want to catch him.

And at this moment, another imperial physician spoke again, "Maybe there is another way."

"That is to invite the top medical expert, 'Living Dead' Murong Ping, he may have a way."

The various schools of thought have their own leaders, and the same is true for this lineage of doctors.

Murong Ping is the leader of contemporary doctors, and he had reached the seventh realm in his early years.

He travels between countries on weekdays, but he has saved a lot of lives. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has saved millions of lives.

The royal families of various countries have extended olive branches to him, wanting him to serve as a high-ranking official in the court.

But Murong Ping refused them all and chose to be a wandering doctor.

Traveling around.

From time to time, there were rumors in the martial arts world that Murong Ping had saved someone or relieved some plague.

Over time, he got the nickname of a living dead man.

It doesn't mean that he is a living dead man, but that he can even revive the dead.

"If you think about it, even if he didn't break through the eighth realm, he has reached the peak of the seventh realm."

"If there is anyone who can detoxify the blood-dropping dart without a poison formula, it is only Murong Ping."

But when Su Letian heard this man's name, he still shook his head.

"Murong Ping's whereabouts are mysterious. Even in our Tiance Mansion, we can't find him just by looking for him!"

"The last time he appeared was half a year ago, when he relieved a plague in Hou Shu."

"That's probably not possible." The chief physician shook his head on the spot, "We have to be quick."

"Although this nobleman has a treasure to prolong his life, it only lasts for five days at most."

"If we can't find the antidote within five days, I'm afraid... even if the Golden Immortal Daluo comes, there's nothing we can do."

Su Letian slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I know."

"You just stay here and watch over him all the time. I'll find a way to catch him."

The doctors knew that Su Letian was in a bad mood, so they didn't dare to say much, but nodded heavily.

But they were not idle, but continued to study the blood released from the wrist.

Or acupuncture, or using Qigong to stimulate the effect of the detoxification treasure.

Shen Wuming didn't speak the whole time, but he gained a lot.

[After watching the interpretation process of the medical masters, your medical cultivation has finally broken through]

[Your medical cultivation has reached the third level]

[At the same time, based on the acupuncture methods of the medical masters, you have comprehended the 'blood exchange method']

A third-level medical cultivator in his early twenties is definitely a young genius.

But in comparison, his Mohist cultivation has reached the seventh level!

It really pales in comparison.

If this blood exchange method...

Shen Wuming lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, but finally shook his head.

Followed Su Letian out of the room.

"What do you think?"

Su Letian said lightly, his face had returned to normal, obviously, he had adjusted.

For someone like him, perhaps he was a little shocked when he first heard the news.

But years of training have enabled him to remain calm even when the mountains collapsed in front of him.

"Those who have thunder in their hearts but calm faces can be promoted to generals!"

Shen Wuming smiled, "I think uncle, you did a good job in this regard."

"Now let's not talk about anything else, at least we can't lose our composure!"

"Of course I know." Su Letian said, "But we must not let him die."

"If he died, we might have to go to war with Southern Tang before we went to war with Yan."

Shen Wuming frowned slightly, "The Buddha-hearted Emperor wouldn't be so stupid, right?"

"Obviously, this is a conspiracy of Yan. Even if he died, it's not our responsibility."

"He didn't go to Yan, but came to us instead. Isn't it a bit too foolish?"

Su Letian shook his head, "The Buddha-hearted Emperor married a wife in his early years, but believed in Buddhism in his middle age."

"So he only has this one son!"

"If not, how could he be confident in handing over the power of regent to the prince?"

"In all dynasties, the emperor and the prince have been calculating against each other. How can it be so bright?"

It turns out that there is such a rule.

Shen Wuming nodded slightly, "I do have a way, do you want to try it?"

Su Letian said seriously, "What to try?"

"We will say that we have found Murong Ping, and then send people to greet him and escort him to the Qingzhou Governor's Mansion!"

"But there are two problems. One is whether the news can be passed on and let the Yan people believe it."

"The second is that you or I must pretend to be Murong Ping in person to be foolproof."

Su Letian thought for a moment and agreed, "Maybe."

"Leave the message to me. There is a lot of sand in the Tiance Mansion."

"There is sand?" Shen Wuming raised his eyebrows at first, and then he understood what Su Letian meant.

It should be that the infiltrated person of the other party has been found out long ago, but it has not been dealt with.

Instead, it is left until the critical moment to give the other party some wrong information, which is quite treacherous.

"Then I will pretend to be Murong Ping!"

Shen Wuming said seriously: "You have rushed all the way here, and you have consumed too much energy. I am afraid you have not yet recovered."

"No."

Su Letian suddenly said: "I will go, you stay and protect the nobleman."

Shen Wuming was puzzled, "Why?"

Su Letian's eyes flashed with thought, "If I were an assassin from Yan State..."

"I would never assassinate Murong Ping."

"I know you all care about this famous doctor, and you will definitely send a master to greet him."

"Then I will do the opposite and come to the governor's mansion to kill the prince of Southern Tang directly."

Shen Wuming felt a chill on his back. Don't say it, don't say it...

If the other side is an assassin, maybe he will really do this.

"Then why didn't he assassinate again before we arrived?"

Shen Wuming asked.

If the other side wants to kill the prince of Southern Tang directly, before they arrive at the Tiance Mansion, it is the best opportunity.

"What do you think?"

Su Letian sneered, "The last incident scared the Qingzhou governor."

"Even the Qingzhou army has been transferred here. Didn't you see the brothers taking over the previous patrol?"

"Everyone is an elite of the Qingzhou army, and they are powerful..."

Su Letian was about to praise him, but suddenly his mouth slowly tightened, and Shen Wuming also felt something in his heart.

"No." ×2

The two shouted in unison, looking at each other at the same time, and saw the meaning.

"Yan State is not trying to kill the prince of Southern Tang, but is targeting the Qingzhou army."

Shen Wuming reacted.

Su Letian also exclaimed, "Chengyang must have been in trouble!"

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