"The problem is quite serious." Wang Jian had ntioned before that this dicine was poisonous.
Li Liping fell silent, filled with imnse regret. If she had known it would turn out this way, she would have been more assertive and insisted that Zhang Li find Wang Jian first. That would have been much better than their current predicant. She weakly asked, "Is there still any chance of saving him?"
"Which aspect are you asking about?" Wang Jian asked, observing her expression before continuing, "It’s not life-threatening, but *that*... part might not be salvageable. Let’s go take a look first."
The two of them moved swiftly. Li Liping’s anxiety was one reason, but the damnable weather was another. For so reason, it was even hotter than usual today; every extra second spent outdoors felt like torture. The outdoor temperature might have even exceeded forty degrees Celsius, which was simply absurd. In this heat, many people were likely suffering from heatstroke.
As Wang Jian was musing about this, they arrived at the Zhang family’s ho.
"Uncle Zhang isn’t here, is he?"
Hearing his question, Li Liping nodded and led him toward the bedroom.
Just as Wang Jian had guessed, he saw no sign of Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang had gone to great lengths for the sake of the Zhang family having an heir, deliberately creating so private ti for his son and daughter-in-law.
The things parents will do for their children.
Wang Jian had just stepped into the house when he heard Zhang Li’s agonizing screams. This was even with Zhang Li consciously trying to suppress them; otherwise, people outside would have surely heard.
Upon entering, the scene inside the room t Wang Jian’s eyes. Zhang Li’s limbs were bound, securing him flat on his back to the bed.
A quick glance was all Wang Jian needed to roughly diagnose the illness. Given his current sensitivity to vital energy, making such a diagnosis wasn’t surprising, especially when the signs were so obvious. The poison had restricted his blood circulation, causing the flow of vital energy throughout his body to beco sluggish. In Wang Jian’s perception, Zhang Li’s vital energy was guiding the blood flow, causing it to surge toward that one area.
If this wasn’t stopped, once the blood pressure reached a certain point, it might just rupture...
Just imagining it made Wang Jian wince.
Watching Zhang Li struggle in agony, Wang Jian lifted his hand. A silver needle flew out and struck him in the neck, rendering him unconscious.
"What are you doing?"
"He’s in too much pain. I had to relieve it."
Li Liping was stunned. Relieving pain didn’t have to an knocking soone out. She had certainly never seen a pain-relief thod like this before. She opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing. Wang Jian was the doctor, and a capable one at that. She chose to trust him, so she said no more.
"How is he...?" Li Liping asked anxiously, a sense of dread growing as she watched Wang Jian’s expression.
Wang Jian frowned. "If you had found any later, he would have been in serious trouble. This thing could have ruptured... and he could have died from the blood loss."
"What?" Li Liping was so startled she thought she had misheard. "Isn’t it just congestion? How could it possibly rupture... and even beco life-threatening?"
Her words trailed off. She was truly panicked, and her eyes imdiately reddened. She would rather Zhang Li had never brought that dicine back from his trip. Without it, he would just be impotent, not in this grave situation.
As long as a person is alive, that’s all that matters.
"You must save him!" Li Liping grabbed Wang Jian’s hand, her face a mask of desperation. "He just wanted a child; he didn’t do anything wrong! It’s all my fault, my fault for not stopping him. I never imagined this dicine could do sothing like this. It’s all because I didn’t listen to you..."
"Don’t panic," Wang Jian said with a bitter smile. Li Liping was on the verge of a breakdown, so he had to calm her down. "With here, his life won’t be in danger."
"Under normal circumstances, that’s correct," Wang Jian explained. "The human body’s blood pressure is stable and stays within a certain range. Once it exceeds that level, however, blood vessels can burst because they can’t withstand the pressure. That’s why high blood pressure is a very serious illness and is always treated as such.
"I seem to have gotten sidetracked..." He coughed lightly to bring the topic back. "What I an is, Zhang Li’s current condition is equivalent to constantly applying pressure to that... thing. So, if I’m not mistaken, it has actually gotten bigger. Am I right?"
Li Liping silently nodded. "Can you fix it now?"
"We can’t rush this... we might need to perform a bloodletting later," Wang Jian said thoughtfully. "However, that dicine... let see it."
The ntion of bloodletting made Li Liping’s expression falter, but Wang Jian’s next words brought her back to her senses, and she imdiately sprang into action.
"Oh!" she exclaid, hurrying over to a cabinet to rummage through it. "Zhang Li treated that dicine like a treasure. He even put it away specially in here."
The dicine was in a porcelain bottle, which Li Liping handed over still wrapped in several layers of silk scarves. "This is how he stored it," she explained. "I’ve never seen him protect his secret stash of money this carefully."
"It’s certainly well-protected," Wang Jian noted.
After unwrapping the many layers, Wang Jian frowned as a pungent odor hit him.
Li Liping was watching him closely and imdiately asked, "Is there a problem?"
Wang Jian asked, "You can’t sll that?"
Li Liping shook her head.
Seeing that she wasn’t lying, Wang Jian quickly realized that his own sense of sll had probably beco overly sensitive. The dicine that poured from the bottle was a collection of black dicine Pills, which resembled a snack from their childhood called ’Mouse Droppings Immortal Pill’ or sothing of the sort.
However, the pungent odor from these dicine Pills confird Wang Jian’s earlier suspicions.
"Do you rember what I said before?" Wang Jian looked at Li Liping, taking one of the dicine Pills in his hand. "These are dicine Pills made by Alchemists—or more accurately, they’re poison pills. They can provide an initial stimulating effect, but taking them is actually consuming poison. The longevity elixirs that emperors of old consud were this very sa thing, typically just concoctions of random herbs mixed with heavy tals.
"Let’s just say it’s a good thing Zhang Li didn’t take too many. For him to only be in this state, he’s already lucky."
Actually, sothing similar had happened before. Wang Jian rembered the Gu Poison incident; Feng Yan had reported that a hooligan nad Gao Yang had taken sothing similar. Both n had fallen into this trap for the sake of their prowess with won. However, the dicine Zhang Li took was a much more potent concoction, which led to these severe consequences.
Understanding the true cause of the affliction, a plan ford in Wang Jian’s mind.
"Bloodletting is the only option now."
"What?"
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