Whoever can strike me hard will be rewarded handsomely.

Bian Yushu rushed to Doctor Liang's clinic. Upon seeing Doctor Liang, she grabbed him and pulled him outside without saying a word.

The old man was terrified, gripping the doorframe tightly and refusing to let go. "What are you doing in broad daylight?"

Bian Yushu was impatient. "My brother is sick. You must come with me to see him right away."

Doctor Liang raised his voice and asked questioningly, "Young Master Bian, are you ill?"

He had just reported to the authorities when someone from the border came to invite him, saying he was ill. If there wasn't some connection, who would believe it?

They're probably going to lure him to their residence, get revenge for his aggression against the authorities, and then...

Remembering the blood-stained wooden staff and the broken rope, Doctor Liang shuddered and clung to the doorframe with all his might. "I'm not seeing patients today. Perhaps you should find someone else, young master."

Wouldn't it be a waste of time to find another doctor now? His Majesty still has a fever; what if his condition worsens?

Upon hearing this, Bian Yushu became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. "We always ask you to treat us, and we trust your medical skills. If you're willing to come, we'll double or even ten times the consultation fee!"

Now, Doctor Liang was even more frightened. It wasn't like all the doctors in the world had died out. How could such a good thing as a consultation fee ten times higher have fallen into his lap?

A pie? More like a trap.

Seeing that he was dawdling and refusing to move, Bian Yushu became so anxious that her eyes turned red. Forgetting everything else, she simply adopted her old playboy ways, waving her hand and ordering, "Take him away!"

Two servants pried Doctor Liang off the door frame from the left and right, lifted him off the ground, and stuffed him into the carriage.

Bian Yushu looked around, picked up Doctor Liang's medicine box, jumped onto the carriage, and the driver cracked the whip, sending the carriage speeding away, leaving behind a trail of dust and astonished apprentices from the medical clinic.

"Master has been kidnapped! Go report it to the authorities immediately!"

On the carriage.

Bian Yushu kept peeking out of the window, while Doctor Liang sat opposite her, trembling with fear. "Please, please let me go, for the sake of the goodwill and pleas I once spoke up for you..."

Bian Yushu was preoccupied with the Emperor's well-being and didn't understand why he was suddenly saying such puzzling things. He continued describing the illness, "My brother caught a cold, fainted a few days ago, stayed up all night yesterday, and has a fever this morning. He should be alright, right?"

Seeing that he was actually describing the symptoms and that his anxious expression seemed genuine, Doctor Liang was also a little unsure. So he probed, "Shortly after I left your residence this morning, I was treating another family nearby when I came out and found your residence surrounded by some constables..."

When Bian Yushu heard Doctor Liang mention this, he assumed that Doctor Liang was afraid of getting involved because his residence was surrounded by officials, so he quickly reassured him, "It's all a small matter, it's been taken care of, it won't implicate you, don't worry."

Young Master Bian's relaxed tone sent chills down Doctor Liang's spine; a cold shiver rose from the soles of his feet and shot straight to the top of his head.

Dr. Liang: "..." I'm even more worried now that you've said that.

If I hadn't personally reported it to the authorities, I would have believed it to be true.

A minor inconvenience?

Setting up a private torture chamber is just a minor problem?

What kind of person have I messed with?

I really want to jump out of the car...

...

Qin Ji was awakened by someone taking his pulse.

He groggily opened his eyes and was met with the old face of Doctor Liang, who had been forced into a corner and was ready to die.

Qin Ji suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at Doctor Liang with a sinister look.

Did you, you old codger, report this to the authorities and cause trouble for me?

How dare you appear before me?

I'll kill you!

Dr. Liang broke out in a cold sweat from being stared at so intently that he almost fell off his stool and onto the ground.

Upon seeing His Majesty awaken, Bian Yushu was overjoyed. He eagerly helped Qin Ji sit up and let him lean against the pillows.

Qin Ji caught the cloth that fell from his head, glanced coolly at Bian Yushu who was incompetent and still grinning foolishly, then shifted his gaze to Doctor Liang's face. His low, hoarse voice couldn't hide the gritted teeth in his voice, "Doctor Liang, you still dare to..."

Doctor Liang's hand, which was resting on Qin Ji's wrist, began to tremble.

Just as Qin Ji was about to continue frightening him, the curtain was lifted, and a soft cough sounded in the room.

Qin Ji's expression instantly became gentle and harmless, his kind and pleasant demeanor like a spring breeze. "My illness... I'm so grateful for your concern, sir."

Doctor Liang: "..." Young Master Bian, you even studied face-changing.

Under the "suppression" of the man at the door, Doctor Liang finally regained his composure. "Young master, this is caused by evil wind entering your body, which has turned into heat due to stagnation. Coupled with excessive thinking and mental strain, this has led to an excess of internal heat. The treatment should focus on dispelling the exterior with pungent and warm herbs, while also supporting the body's vital energy. I will prescribe a prescription, three doses a day, for five consecutive days."

"After taking the medication, you need to avoid wind and keep warm, eat a light diet, and remember to get plenty of rest."

The moment Qin Ji heard the instruction to "remember to rest more," he immediately felt several gazes fall upon him. Before he could speak, Jiang Jibai spoke first, "Xiao Zao, you take Doctor Liang down to write the prescription, get the medicine, and brew it. Reward him properly, and don't be rude to him."

At least there's someone reasonable here!

Two lines of grateful tears streamed down Dr. Liang's face.

Thinking of Mr. Jiang's disapproving look when she had Dr. Liang brought in, Bian Yushu shrank back and obediently nodded, "Yes."

He was also anxious and did not mean to disrespect Dr. Liang. He respectfully gestured "please" to Dr. Liang.

Doctor Liang just wanted to leave the room as soon as possible. He didn't care about anything else, so he bowed to Jiang Jibai at the door and followed Bian Yushu out quickly.

After taking the pulse of Young Master Bian, Doctor Liang realized that he had misunderstood their purpose in inviting him. However, the matter of setting up a private court of punishment was left unresolved, and he still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Bian Yushu was reprimanded by his grandmaster and realized he had done wrong. His face flushed red as he bowed and apologized to Doctor Liang, "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and offended you. Please don't take it to heart."

When Doctor Liang saw the young man's pleading gaze, his resentment subsided somewhat. "I've noticed that your brother... is quite tolerant of you. It's understandable that you're anxious about his illness."

Hearing this, Shang Jingming, who was leaning against the corridor, glanced at them sideways and asked, "Did you recruit those constables before?"

Dr. Liang paused, frozen in place.

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

I don't want the torture chamber trial card.

...

After Bian Yushu and Doctor Liang left, the room returned to silence.

Jiang Jibai sat down on the edge of the bed with the porridge in his hand, his gaze falling on Qin Ji's sickly face. "Did you learn Xiaozao's spoiled brat behavior of always dragging people away?"

Qin Ji: "..."

Frost in June! Frost in June!

Bian Xiaozao's actions were her own and should not be attributed to me.

You incompetent poison master!

Qin Ji originally thought that the Poison Master would continue to press him about the privately established torture chamber, but Jiang Jibai only mentioned Bian Xiaozao once and then didn't ask anything else.

Jiang Jibai scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it to cool it slightly, and held it to Qin Ji's lips. "You haven't had breakfast yet, are you hungry?"