Love Lock

Chapter 108 Why have you gained weight?
Even the renowned doctor said it's a bit troublesome?
Prime Minister Wei and his wife immediately became anxious.

"Divine Physician, please save my son!" Prime Minister Wei said urgently.

"Yes! Divine Physician. As long as you can save my son, please name your conditions." The Prime Minister's wife wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes and said, sobbing.

Upon hearing this, Da Jiu's facial muscles twitched as he tried hard to suppress his laughter.

Does he look like a miracle doctor? And they even call him "sir." It seems the girl was right; this family is desperate and grasping at straws.

Da Jiu was only around thirty years old, but after years of exposure to the wind and sun at the border, he looked older than his actual age.

On the battlefield, he had seen all sorts of storms, and during his time with Han Lei, he learned a new word—calmness.

After a moment of contemplation, Da Jiu said, "Your son's illness has penetrated deep into his lungs and internal organs. Medication alone is not enough; acupuncture is also necessary. Moreover, this medicine cannot be discontinued; it must be taken for at least three months. After three months, the medicine can be changed as appropriate."

As Da Jiu spoke, he slowly opened the wooden box in his hand, inside which lay an exquisite white porcelain bottle. Da Jiu picked up the small porcelain bottle, poured out a small green pill, and placed it in his palm.

"This is a specially made elixir that can detoxify all poisons and cure all diseases."

Da Jiu's voice was calm and firm, as if it possessed an irresistible power.

Upon hearing that it was a divine physician's elixir, Prime Minister Wei and his wife immediately instructed their maid to feed it to Wei Chengchao.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Da Jiu had a maid remove the cloth strip from Wei Chengchao's nostrils. The remaining blood in his nostrils poured out, and the rest of the blood had miraculously stopped.

However, his two nostrils had been stuffed with cloth strips for several days, making them bulge out and look like two city gates.

Countless renowned doctors in the capital were helpless against nosebleeds, but Da Jiu stopped them with just one pill. Such miraculous medical skills left Prime Minister Wei and his wife completely astonished.

"He really is a miracle doctor!"

Prime Minister Wei exclaimed in surprise, and the anxiety on his face vanished instantly.

"My son is finally saved!" Madam Wei covered her mouth with a handkerchief and wept with joy, thanking Da Jiu repeatedly. "Thank you so much, doctor! Thank you so much, doctor!"

That old scoundrel, Prime Minister Wei, has a multitude of wives and concubines, and many sons by his side. She's already old and faded, and if anything were to happen to her sons, she could forget about having a good life in the Prime Minister's mansion.

Now that her son's condition is under control, how could she not burst into tears of joy?

When Da Jiu saw that a single antidote had stunned them all, he suppressed his laughter and said calmly, "You may all leave now! I am about to administer acupuncture to your son. If we don't consolidate the treatment quickly, his condition will soon relapse."

"Alright, alright, let's all go out. Don't disturb the divine physician's acupuncture."

The Prime Minister and his wife nodded in agreement and turned to leave, but Prime Minister Wei hesitated.

"Why...why do we all have to go out?"

Prime Minister Wei frowned. It was just acupuncture; what was there to hide? Why did he have to send them all away? Would this miracle doctor have some kind of problem if they were all sent away?

Prime Minister Wei, after all, has been a veteran of the imperial court for many years. To have risen to the position of prime minister, his mind is naturally more astute and meticulous than others.

Da Jiu also anticipated that Prime Minister Wei would not be easily fooled, so he had already prepared his explanation.

"The acupuncture technique I use is a secret method passed down by my master. My master once gave an order that no outsiders should watch me perform the acupuncture." Da Jiu answered neither humbly nor arrogantly, and his answer was reasonable.

Prime Minister Wei was naturally aware that skilled folk masters all had their own requirements when passing on their skills.

It is understandable that many ancestral skills should not be known to outsiders.

But since it concerned his son's life, he dared not be careless and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the Prime Minister's wife was not happy about it.

"Oh dear! What are you still fussing about here for? Your son's illness can't be delayed. You, you, all of you, come out with me right now."

The Prime Minister's wife grabbed his arm and urged him urgently, fearing that delaying her son's treatment would worsen his condition. He was her precious son, the foundation of her livelihood for the rest of her life.

At this moment, Da Jiu looked at the two servants and said, "Let the two of them stay and serve me! They can also help me out." Da Jiu's voice was calm and powerful, showing no sign of panic.

Hearing that the two attendants could stay and serve him, Prime Minister Wei was relieved. He waved his hand and led everyone else out.

As the door closed gently, the room fell silent instantly.

However, Da Jiu did not take out the silver needles to perform acupuncture as he said. Instead, his face darkened and he suddenly pinched Wei Chengchao's leg hard.

This sudden action caused the two servants' faces to contort instantly, and they both gasped in shock.

They exchanged a snarling glance, but dared not utter a sound.

Wei Chengchao groaned in pain, his heavy eyelids slowly opening. His eyes, which had once darted around on women, now appeared unusually unfocused.

His gaze lingered on Da Jiu's face, as if piercing through layers of mist, finally focusing on this unfamiliar yet seemingly familiar face.

These days, he is sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, and he seems to be hallucinating.

He sometimes saw his concubines dancing like fairies, flying towards him from the clouds.

Sometimes, he would see his concubines, who were as beautiful as fairies, turn into fierce ghosts with blue faces and fangs, holding soul-locking ropes around his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Hey! Are you awake?"

A contemptuous smile curled at the corner of Da Jiu's mouth, and his voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Wei Chengchao's gaze was fixed on Da Jiu's face. He seemed to see a beautiful concubine smiling sweetly at him again.

"My beauty, you...you've gained weight."

Wei Chengchao's voice was weak, and his hand unconsciously rose up, wanting to touch that face that was becoming more and more charming in his eyes.

But as soon as he raised his hand slightly, it fell limply to the ground.

Seeing this, Da Jiu couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He was merely marveling at his own daughter's audacity in disciplining the Prime Minister's son to such an inhuman state. Little did he know the filthy hallucinations swirling in Wei Chengchao's mind.

Seeing that Wei Chengchao was still dazed, he slapped him across the face. The two guards next to him instinctively shuddered, their facial features contorting in pain; they could feel the pain just watching.

Snapped!
"Hey kid! Still want to jump? Keep jumping!"

This slap was both a punishment and a wake-up call. A faint handprint was instantly left on Wei Chengchao's face, and he finally broke free from those bizarre illusions.

Wei Chengchao blinked, his eyes gradually regaining their clarity.

"You...why are you here?"

Wei Chengchao stared at Da Jiu in astonishment, his voice filled with shock and wariness.

"The girl sent me to bring you the antidote! If I hadn't come, your parents would have been collecting your corpse."

Da Jiu held the small porcelain bottle containing the antidote with amusement and waved it in front of Wei Chengchao. There was no threat in his tone, but to Wei Chengchao, every word was laced with menace.

Antidote?

Collect the corpse?

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