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Chapter 1492: Stand in awe! [Sample book for the lucky draw]

"Even if you die accidentally, you'll still be on the list."

Therefore, Jimo Qiu is not worried about Kang Shi's life or death. When he is alive, he is protected by His Highness's merits, and after his death, there is the "Investiture of the Gods" to capture his soul. The world here will not let Kang Jishou go when it reshapes its vitality. To be honest, the heavens of both the big and small worlds like this.

Spirits with merits are all great treasures.

Kang Shi was stunned. He had actually forgotten about this.

"But didn't Mr. Jimo also say that if you can survive and make the list, try not to lose your life? If you can survive, try not to die." Kang Shi changed the subject and carefully observed Jimo Qiu's expression with his peripheral vision, wanting to discuss something with him. "I know that Mr. Jimo is a person who is out of this world, the most kind and benevolent, and loyal to the master. You definitely don't want to see the master worrying, right?"

Jimo Qiu: "So?"

"My dear, please do not tell the master about my situation."

In two days, Kangshi will be almost fully recovered.

Jimo Qiu nodded when he heard this, and handed the poison in his hand to Kang Shi: "Don't worry, Minister Kang, I am not a talkative person and I won't say anything nonsense. But you are seriously injured, you should follow the doctor's advice and take the medicine well. You will recover quickly so that Your Highness can rest assured."

Kang Shi lowered his eyes and looked at the bubbling and sticky poison, his eyebrows almost knotted. He temporarily lost his sense of smell and taste, but he still had a sense of touch. When he thought of pouring this bowl of colorful black into his mouth, the wet and sticky thing like feces sliding down his throat and rolling into his stomach, he began to feel physically uncomfortable.

"So... you can't make the poison into pills?"

Does it have to be a bowl of fresh, hot shit...a poisonous drug?
My master felt sick after drinking this poison.

Jimo Qiu said: "Okay."

"Okay, then I'll take the medicine..."

Kang Shi let out a long sigh of relief, and was about to agree to take the pills, when he saw Jimo Qiu take out a three or four pound oil paper package from somewhere. He took a quick look and found that the package was full of thumb-sized black pills. He immediately turned off the fire.

She asked shyly, "How many pills per meal? After or before meals?"

Jimo Qiu took out a pill, crushed it with a little force to reveal the white dried poisonous insect corpse inside the black pill, and said something that made Kang Shi feel like he was struck by lightning: "One meal, eat it as a meal."

Kang Shi: “…Ah?”

The big eyes are filled with even greater confusion.

Jimo Qiu explained: "The number of Gu worms used in this bowl of Gu medicine is the same as that in this packet. However, the Gu medicine is all crushed and boiled at different temperatures to extract the essence of the Gu worms. The Gu worms are wrapped in special medicine powder to prevent them from hurting the stomach."

After swallowing, while the medicine coating is being absorbed, the poisonous insect will also be gradually absorbed by the human body. The effect is mild and non-irritating.

Kang Shi: "..."

If Jimo Qiu's expression was not so sincere, he would have thought that this young man was playing a trick on him. Kang Shi turned his eyes to Fang Yan for help. Fang Yan received the distress signal and added fuel to the fire, using his identity as a doctor in Xinglin to guarantee Jimo Qiu - not to mention Jimo Qiu, the witch doctor, they, the doctors in Xinglin, also did the same thing. Patients either drank boiled soup or took pills until they were full.

"...I, I'd better drink the poison."

After all, a short pain is worse than a long pain.

No matter how disgusting the poison is, it is only one bowl of it. He has lost his sense of taste and smell now. As long as he doesn't imagine drinking a bowl of thick, hot shit, it shouldn't be too disgusting and will work faster. He prepared himself several times.

He took a deep breath, looking ready to die.

Kang Shi was afraid that he would regret it, so while he still had the courage, he took the poison with both hands and put it to his mouth, opened his mouth and tilted his neck, wishing that the poison would slide directly into his stomach. It was less than four inches from the lips to the throat, and it was gone in the blink of an eye. What could he do?

"vomit--"

Good news, Kangshi’s sense of smell and taste have recovered.

Bad news, the taste of the poison goes straight to the top of my head.

Worse news, his sense of smell and taste seemed to be more sensitive than usual. He felt so sick that he wanted to vomit before he could swallow the bowl of poison in his mouth. His throat refused to let the poison pass through, and his stomach began to cramp. Kang Shi bent over on the bed and wanted to vomit.

He's very fast.

But it was not faster than the hand that reached out from nowhere.

The hand was long and slender but very powerful. It covered Kang Shi's mouth with one hand and pinched his upper and lower lips with two fingers, ensuring that Kang Shi couldn't open his mouth even with all his strength, and not a drop of the poison could spill out! It would have been fine if the hand covered his mouth from behind, but it even used a little trick to make him lean back slightly, forcing his throat to accept all the poison, which went to his stomach in one smooth step.

Kang Shi: “……!!!”

What is more terrifying than the smell of poison?
It was he who leaned back and saw his master's face ahhhhh!

Kang Shi was so frightened that his eyes widened and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. He swallowed all the remaining poison and even forgot about the physiological reaction of vomiting. Shen Tang looked down at him with calm almond-shaped eyes, which made Kang Shi's hair stand on end.

"drink."

Shen Tang took off the water bag from his waist and handed it to him.

Kang Shi seemed to be out of his body at this moment.

Watching himself obediently take the water bag and drink the water in a serious manner.

Shen Tang: "Eat."

Kang Shi took the candied fruit handed to him and chewed it unconsciously.

Qian Yong, who was in the next bed, didn't even dare to breathe.

Enduring the pain from the wound, he carefully moved his buttocks, held his breath, and completed the sideways movement bit by bit. He began to doze with his back to Shen Tang, and closed his eyes to hypnotize himself that he was sleepwalking. Fang Yan did not expect Shen Tang to show up, so he chose to protect himself.

A dead Taoist friend will never die but a poor Taoist.

He immediately took out the medical records and sold out Kang Shi's medical records.

It detailed the diagnosis content after taking over Kangshi, including every observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, and every method, method and prescription, without any mistake.

Medical records are related to the inheritance of medical traditions. Medical practitioners in the medical field will record the details of each patient they have treated in the "medical records". The more specific and detailed the records are, the more helpful they are for later reference and learning. "Medical records" are a book with unlimited memory. Medical practitioners in the medical field do not have to worry about the length of the book and rack their brains to simplify the language. In order to prevent misunderstandings, they will try to use vernacular that everyone can understand, even common people who cannot read and write will not have any obstacles.

Therefore, Kangshi's medical records are nearly a hundred pages long!
Shen Tang frowned as he looked at Fang Yan's "medical record".

This time, she didn't read the whole thing at a glance, but scanned it word by word, occasionally rolling her eyes to look at Kang Shi who was secretly observing her. Every time their eyes met, Kang Shi would nervously curl his fingers, looking guilty and pitiful as if he had been caught.

It took Shen Tang a long time to finish reading.

Shen Tang closed the "medical record", and the "medical record" turned into a green stream of light and transformed into an exquisite jade pendant in the shape of a book. It returned to Fang Yan's waist and lay quietly beside Wen Xin's seal.

Kang Shi called carefully, "Why is the master here?"

"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known someone was so bold as to deceive me." Shen Tang controlled himself and didn't show his emotions. "Didn't I just hear someone say to keep it a secret for two days? Ji Shou is here, did you hear it?"

Kang Shi felt the hairs on his back explode.

He said categorically: "No!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely not!"

The curve of Shen Tang's mouth remained unchanged, and a ray of light seemed to appear in his eyes. Unlike the usual warmth, this ray of light made Kang Shi feel cold in his heart, and he secretly cried out, "My life is over." He was not afraid that his master would come to settle accounts with him, deduct his salary or do something else, even if he was furious and overturned the table and kicked over the tent, instead of looking at him like this.

It was so scary that it made his whole body go hairy.

Shen Tang said, "You really are a man who never learns from his mistakes." It wasn't the first time that Kang Shi tried to hide his injuries from her. She caught him twice. It couldn't be that Kang Shi was unlucky and she caught him twice. Shen Tang couldn't believe that Kang Jishou dared to admit this. Listening to Shen Tang's restrained rebuke, Kang Shi felt more and more guilty. He lowered his head and dared not look his master in the eye.

"Poisoned by the Gu and rendered mute?"

Kang Shi said nothing, but Jimo Qiu "added insult to injury".

"Gu medicine doesn't have the effect of poisoning a person."

Shen Tang became more and more angry: "Kang! Ji! Shou!"

Seeing Kang Shi with a sneaky look on his face, she got emotional and wanted to raise her hand to slap him. But seeing that Kang Shi was still injured and looked pitiful, the slap lost all its force while still in the air. Finally, it landed on the back of Kang Shi's head, lightly and just like a caress. Qian Yong pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. The wind from his breath was heavier than her slap.

How can this be considered teaching a lesson to the subjects?
Even raising a son is not so doting.

It was so sour that Qian Yong’s old face was wrinkled.

Kang Shishun bowed his head and shrunk his shoulders, and apologized very forcefully: "My lord, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. Next time, I will..."

"You dare next time!"

Shen Tang interrupted Kang Shi.

She has known Kang Shi for more than ten years, almost twenty years, and she is so familiar with him that even if he sticks out his butt, Shen Tang knows what kind of shit he is planning.

Admitting one's mistakes is the most satisfying thing, but it is also the most unrepentant thing.

Last time, he confessed to Shen Tang that he admitted his mistake and it was also sincere. Isn't he still hoping to hide it from her this time?
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change!
The changes made by Kang Shihui are like the sun rising from the west!
But Shen Tang couldn't do anything to him.

Kang Shi knew the difference between the public and private affairs between the monarch and his subjects, and he also fulfilled his duties as a subject. How could Shen Tang, as his lord, be so harsh on him?

Kang Shi felt uneasy and could only smile stiffly.

I hope the Lord will forgive him for his pitiful appearance.

Shen Tang: "..."

This look made Shen Tang furious.

He turned around and ordered Jimo Qiu in a fierce and low voice: "High Priest, you give him the most potent and effective poison in the next two days, and make sure he drinks it all. If he dares to waste even a drop, you will complain to me and this matter will never be resolved!"

Jimo Qiu bowed and responded: "As you wish."

Kang Shi felt his eyes go dark: "No..."

Shen Tang said in a rough voice: "If you don't want to drink the poison, you can take the pills. You choose one! If your brain won't remember, then remember it with your mouth!"

She was also someone who had consumed several doses of poisonous drugs.

That feeling can really be engraved into the soul.

"Okay, okay."

Kang Shi was so scolded that he immediately behaved himself.

He knew that if he continued to bargain he would get beaten.

Shen Tang sat for a while, then left with a simmering anger, leaving behind a sentence: "Shuhe is asleep, so don't disturb him. I'll come over later to check on him." Qian Yong was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead. He remained furious until she walked away.

"Damn it, what's wrong with flirting!"

Fellow patient Kang Shi: “What are you talking about?”

Qian Yong pointed at his face with his fingers that still had a lingering smell from rubbing the gaps between his toes. The boss was unhappy: "Why am I not worthy?"

Why are we treated differently like this?
Does Shen Youli dare to say that she didn’t know he was still awake?

She dared to admit it in person, but Qian Shuhe still didn't believe it.

Fang Yan: "..."

Qian Yong was furious: "You can't say sweet words to my face, right? Is my face going to make her impotent?"

Fang Yan: "..."

Kang Shi: "..."

Should Gu Wangchao take the blame for this matter?
Ah no, Gu Chi said that he shouldn't take the blame.

If anyone is to blame, it is the words in the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas that record the monarch and his subjects, such as [The women are jealous of my beautiful eyebrows, and they spread rumors that I am a prostitute] and [My heart is as red as cinnabar, and my bones will still smell fragrant even if they decay]... Ministers compare themselves to their wives and concubines every day, and that has been a practice since ancient times.

It wasn't him who led him astray.

Let's be honest, how come the relationship between the monarch and his subjects is not the same as NP?

"... General Qian is so shameless that he has to stay in the cold palace for 360 days a year. It's human nature." In the eyes of the outside world, especially the Central Allied Forces, Kangguo had the upper hand in this war, but from Shen Tang's point of view, Kangshi was the one who suffered the most. Half of the 5,000 elite soldiers were lost, and Kangshi and others almost died. She felt pain like a knife, but had to hide her emotions. She came here in person this time to comfort the injured soldiers, to settle the fallen soldiers, and to personally promise more generous compensation to appease the soldiers.

After going around in a circle, she looked tired.

Physical fatigue and financial loss are minor matters.

The mental exhaustion was what hurt her the most.

Qin Li and others were stationed in the central army. Qi Shan sent Gu Chi to follow him. He also took advantage of his literary skills to sense the master's mood and enlighten and soothe him. Although all literary scholars are mentally ill, they can be like normal people when their emotions are stable.

Gu Chi is always careful and good at making jokes.

Shen Tang's attention was diverted by him.

He said unhappily, "You said this to his face?"

Gu Chi smiled and said nothing.

Shen Tang: "Uncle Qian and you are not of the same character."

He would never argue about this.

Gu Chi: "Really? I don't believe it."

Shen Tang: "..."

Sometimes, she admired those emperors who had blossomed in the previous dynasty and borne fruit in the harem. If Shen Tang were them, she felt that she would be exhausted from dealing with both. It was not easy to appease the civil and military officials of the previous dynasty. How did these people go through the Shura field where civil and military officials competed for the emperor's favor and trust during the day, and still have the energy to sow seeds in the harem after work at night? It was really... awe-inspiring!
Gu Chi, who was eating melons about the master's voice activities: "..."

Seeing his master's gaze falling on him, he scratched his nose awkwardly and couldn't help but think seriously: "Is there a possibility that it doesn't take much time to deal with the harem?"

Not to mention half an incense stick, at most half a stick of incense.

The monarchs recorded in the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas seemed to be ordinary mortals. How much energy could this little effort take up from them?
Shen Tang: “…That makes sense.”

Thinking of this, she felt that she was okay again.

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