coobybook Chapter 255 Bijia
Chapter 255 Bijia
Doctor Liu Zhen looked worried, wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and sighed deeply, "Your Highness, the medicine used to treat this potent poison is truly bizarre. Our medical skills are meager. We have selected seven kinds of herbs from the barbarian lands, which may be able to detoxify it. In my opinion, we can only try all the available medicines."
Another doctor said, "There are only seven kinds of medicinal materials. We don't know whether to use one or two. Even if we are lucky enough to choose them, we don't know how much to use. We have to try each one. It's like finding a needle in a haystack, Your Highness."
Drug trials take time, but the war cannot be delayed any longer.
Chu Yunchuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly had an idea and said, "I was once poisoned and fell into a coma, but was later saved. Could this be helpful in making an antidote?"
Upon hearing Chu Yunchuan's words, everyone crowded around and eagerly inquired about the details, which Chu Yunchuan answered one by one.
As they answered the questions, the doctors' eyes widened, repeatedly confirming, "Your Highness, are you sure you remember clearly? You did indeed faint and your heart stopped beating at that time?"
"Yes."
Doctor Shi Henian squeezed next to Chu Yunchuan and took his pulse. After closing his eyes for a moment, he opened them again and looked at Chu Yunchuan as if he had seen a ghost: "Your Highness, there is no remaining poison in your body."
The room erupted in uproar.
A doctor was overjoyed and asked, "Your Highness, did you eat anything from the barbaric regions before you were poisoned?"
Chu Yunchuan, unfamiliar with toxicology, initially thought it was just good luck, but seeing everyone's reactions, he suddenly realized that this "resurrection" was quite unusual. He immediately tried to recall what he had eaten in the past few days, but it was nothing more than flatbread, soup, and vegetables.
"Your Highness, please think again, what kind of medicinal herbs from barbarian lands have you consumed?"
“That is the antidote for the original Sukhavati that was first made…” Chu Yunchuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, “There is another medicine called Bijia.”
Two doctors were immediately dumbfounded. The other doctors, who had never heard of this rare and exotic medicine, asked, "Your Highness, what kind of medicine is this?"
Chu Yunchuan said frankly, "It is a fertility-stopping medicine. It needs to be used both internally and externally. The medicine is extremely potent. A man only needs to use it once to prevent him from having children for two years."
No one responded for a moment. The faces of the younger doctors were quite interesting, while the older doctors had already started flipping through medical books looking for prescriptions.
"I've got it!" A white-bearded doctor slammed his hand on the table excitedly. "This medicine comes from the Three Thick Lands of the Barbarian Tribe. The most abundant ingredient in the prescription is Bone Spike!"
"Bone spurs? That's one of the seven medicinal herbs!"
"Exactly!"
Suddenly, a glimmer of hope appeared, and the doctors' faces finally lit up. Chu Yunchuan immediately ordered his servants, "Have Lord Su find a few death row inmates who are willing to risk their lives to test the medicine. If they survive, their death sentence will be spared."
After the servants left, he instructed his bodyguards: "Go back to the manor and tell the madam that I won't be coming home for dinner. Tell the kitchen to prepare plenty of good food and drinks."
When the guards arrived at the residence, the sun was already setting, and Bai Zhi was lying in the courtyard basking in the afterglow. She lazily turned her head, and after recognizing the person who had arrived, she suddenly sat up: "It's you!"
This bodyguard was none other than the young man inside the paint.
He gave a proper bow and said cheerfully, "My name is Pei Zhao. His Highness asked me to pass on a message that he won't be back for dinner, and to tell the kitchen to prepare plenty of good food and drink."
Bai Zhi was taken aback: "Not coming back for dinner? What happened?"
"Madam, please don't panic. I heard that the antidote is almost ready, which is why His Highness was delayed."
Bai Zhi was relieved. She stood up and clasped her hands in a fist salute to Pei Zhaoyi: "I must thank you for saving me that day."
Pei Zhao smiled and said, "I dare not accept such a gift. Your Highness gave me a whole chest of silver. However, I feel unworthy of it since I failed to complete this mission."
Bai Zhi thought he was just being modest and teased, "Isn't bringing out the poison maker more useful than the antidote? We're almost at the antidote already!"
“We didn’t bring out the drug manufacturers.” Pei Zhao’s smile faded. “Luo Wenzhao was shot to death by Ge Zhen’s men before he could leave the camp with any drug manufacturers.”
"...Please accept my condolences." Bai Zhi sighed softly.
Pei Zhao shrugged: "Sigh, people die in the army too. Our chances of survival are always greater than those of the soldiers. Fortunately, Wei Lingyan was rescued, which is some consolation."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Pei Zhao went back. Bai Zhi lay down and basked in the afterglow for a while, feeling that being able to lie there and bask in the sun was the best thing in the world.
A subordinate reported that Bai Zhi had returned safely to Ningzhou, and Wei Fuguang was overjoyed, exclaiming "Good!" three times. Lin Chuqi glanced at her from the side and said, "If you had told me earlier that my sister was missing, I wouldn't have stayed here with you."
Kui Fuguang didn't take it seriously: "Young master, what good would it do if I told you? Everyone has their own expertise. What could you possibly do there?"
Lin Chuqi's face darkened, and she turned her head to continue reading the case file.
Kui Fuguang sighed inwardly—after all, he was still just a callow child, always so prone to tantrums.
She rested her chin on her hand and looked at Lin Chuqi for a while, then said leisurely, "How's the case file coming along?"
On the table were the opinions of ordinary people about war and barbarians that she had collected while traveling among the people. Wei Fuguang wanted to use this method to gather wisdom from all sides and find a way to permanently end the war.
"It's full of complaints, with hardly any useful words. It's not going to be read that quickly."
"Even if you haven't finished watching it, tell me about it."
Lin Chuqi flipped to the sentence, "The barbarians are always fighting because they want our land," pointed at it, and said, "If you want to stop the war, either Great Yan needs to be strong enough to make the barbarians have the desire but not the courage, or let the barbarians get what they want to maintain a temporary peace."
Kui Fuguang squinted and said, "The lands of the feudal lords are limited, but the desires of the tyrannical Qin are insatiable."
"The land is barren and lacks resources, and the people are uneducated. They want land, which we cannot give them, but there is one thing we can give them."
"What is it?"
"Materials".
"Materials?"
Lin Chuqi changed her posture and faced Wei Fuguang: "You've heard the folk song about phoenixes riding insects on the street, right? That's about King Jing using a mechanical device to turn the soil and plant crops in Qing County. Qing County has many mountains and rivers, which are not suitable for farming, but this mechanical device can turn half of the mountain into farmland."
Kui Fuguang understood: "Giving the production facilities to the barbarians and letting them have their own land means they won't covet ours. The idea is not bad, but the barbarians are also human, and human nature is endless. One day they will set their sights on other things. Are we going to keep adding fuel to the fire?"
“During this period, send more people to carry out education in the barbarian lands and win back their descendants,” Lin Chuqi said. “However, it is easier said than done. In my opinion, it will take at least thirty years.”
“Thirty years.” Wei Fuguang slowly leaned back in his chair. “By then I will be over sixty. This grand plan is truly grueling.”
"..." Lin Chuqi's cheeks twitched twice. "You're thirty this year?"
"I am only thirty-one years old."
Lin Chuqi silently turned around—she thought Wei Fuguang was about the same age as Bai Zhi, but he was so much older than her!
Was my tone a bit too disrespectful...?
Seeing Lin Chuqi's embarrassed appearance, Wei Fuguang could guess what he was thinking. She laughed and said, "It's alright, young master. If you were truly a person who followed the rules, you wouldn't be my advisor now. As long as you can help me, even if one day I have to give you my bed and I sleep on the floor, it won't be a big deal."
"...What nonsense are you talking about? Keep looking at the case file."