Yun Shang felt lucky that she had been to the East Palace.
She guessed that even if she hadn't been to the East Palace today, the people hidden in there would try their best to urge Yan'er to leave the palace. If Chengye had followed Yan'er out of the palace, she would truly regret by then.
Fortunately, she had been to the East Palace, and she had also cheered herself up and talked with Yan'er for a while. From their talk, she was able to find out the flaw and thus save Chengye before he left the palace.
She had even prepared for the worst.
A servant brought over Yun Shang's medicine box. Yun Shang took it and picked up a bottle of medicine liquid. She poured some into the drops of blood she had got in advance, but the blood did not change color.
Yun Shang breathed a sigh of relief, "shouldn't have been drugged. It's not the knockout drops that make people fall asleep."
'It's not knockout drops', Yun Shang meditated.
"It should be a needle treatment."
As Yun Shang spoke, she checked Chengye carefully again, and indeed she found a few invisible needle holes on the back of Chengye's neck.
"It's a needle treatment."
Yun Shang checked the position of the needle holes and made a decision after checking the symptoms on Chengye.
She quickly took out a set of silver needles from the medicine box and ordered, "Fire."
A servant handed over an oil lamp.
Yun Shang roasted the needle on the oil lamp and dropped it quickly.
After a few needles were pushed into several parts of the skin, Chengye's eyelashes were seen moving slightly.
Yun Shang pushed the last needle in and looked down at Chengye. This time his fingers began to move and then his eyes opened.
Perhaps it was because he had slept for too long that he looked very confused. He widely opened his eyes, stared at Yun Shang for a moment, and then wanted to close them again.
Yun Shang quickly took off all the needles that had been pushed inside just now. Maybe feeling the pain, Chengye frowned and looked at Yun Shang.
Yun Shang patted him gently and then asked softly, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry," Chengye answered weakly. Then he licked his lips and swallowed, "I want to eat roasted chicken drumstick, sweet and sour pork, and candied haws..."
Yun Shang couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'll buy them for you when you recover."
Hearing that, Chengye became listless again, "I still need to wait for my recovery?"
After a pause, he turned to Yun Shang again and asked, "Why am I sick? Should I take medicine? I can take medicine as long as I can eat candied haws. "
After all, he was still weak and listless. As he spoke, his voice was small, "I can have a sip of the medicine and then take a bite of candied haws. After a bite of candied haws, I'll take another mouthful of medicine. "
Yun Shang smiled, but she felt a little sad in her heart, "You don't need to take medicine this time."
"Ah..." However, Chengye was not satisfied, "Can't I take medicine? If I don't need to take medicine, why did you say I am sick? I am not ill if I don't need to take medicine. "
Yun Shang smiled. She held his hand and took his pulse carefully. "I'll ask the servants to prepare some porridge for you. After eating the porridge, you won't be hungry, and you'll have strength. As long as you have strength, you'll be able to eat candied haws."
"What about roasted chicken drumsticks and sweet and sour pork?"
"You can eat them."
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