Seeing Qin Yun in front of him perfectly fine, Ming Qinghua refused to believe it.
He then had the servant by his side personally fetch a physician.
In less than fifteen minutes, the servant led an imperial physician to the Qin residence.
This person was Xue Jin, the head physician's top disciple from the Imperial Academy!
"Imperial Physician Xue, thank you for making such a long trip. You've worked hard!" Ming Qinghua said with a pleasant expression.
"Lord Ming, for what purpose have you summoned me to the Qin residence? Why are you not staying at your own manor, but have come to Lord Qin's?" Xue Jin looked around, sensing a peculiar atmosphere.
Qin Yuanzhang had a sour expression, the young master of the Ming family was silent, and the young master of the Qin family's expression was also off.
"Imperial Physician Xue, it's just a small matter that I need your help with, which is why I've invited you here!" Ming Qinghua said, flattering him. Although Xue Jin was merely an imperial physician, he had connections. It was necessary to show respect to those who deserved it.
Xue Jin spoke directly. "Are you asking me to come here to examine the young master of the Qin residence?" Other than the Qin family's young master's poor complexion, no one else here seemed unwell.
"Exactly!" Ming Qinghua said, casting a sideways glance at Qin Yun and his father. "There is someone here feigning illness, who hired a charlatan to play tricks, claiming that my son administered poison, leading to a life-threatening condition where he could die at any moment! Isn't this a deliberate frame-up of my son?"
Xue Jin's medical skills were personally passed down by the former emperor's imperial physician, Gu Zhengting, and his medical expertise was naturally superb.
Qin Yun looked at Xue Jin, who was three steps away. His first impression was that this person was in his early twenties, and to be an imperial physician in the Imperial Academy at such a young age, he indeed seemed to have some real skill.
Doctor Qiao was displeased. "Lord Ming, every word of this old man is true. I am not some charlatan, nor am I playing tricks!"
"Whether he is a charlatan or not will be known once Imperial Physician Xue examines him!"
"Very well! If Imperial Physician Xue confirms that Young Master Qin is indeed as this old man says, I demand an apology from Lord Ming!"
Ming Qinghua did not believe that Qin Yun was ill, and stated with certainty, "If even Imperial Physician Xue determines that Young Master Qin is critically ill, I, this Ming, will not only apologize to everyone present but also increase the compensation from three thousand taels to five thousand taels!"
But in the next moment, Ming Qinghua added, "If Young Master Qin is merely pretending, Minister Qin, you shall resign from your post and your entire family shall be banished from the capital!"
"Ming Qinghua, you are simply going too far!" Qin Yuanzhang roared.
"How dare you speak to me like that, Qin Yuanzhang! When I return to my manor, I will write a memorial to the Emperor and impeach you!"
Qin Yuanzhang, cornered, retorted, "This official will also write a memorial and impeach you before the Emperor!"
The two were now arguing back and forth, unable to stop their disputes.
"Stop! Both of you, the matter at hand is more important!" Xue Jin watched the two old men with a speechless expression, their childish behavior.
Seeing that they had stopped arguing, Xue Jin then looked at Qin Yun with a serious expression.
Qin Yun did not hesitate and replied to Xue Jin, "Imperial Physician Xue, please proceed!"
The two sat down in a secluded spot. Qin Yun extended his left hand, with his right hand resting on the upper part of his left wrist.
Qin Yuanzhang stood anxiously by the side, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He did not want Qin Yun's health to be problematic, but if there were no problems, his official position would be lost. For a moment, he did not know what to do.
The Ming father and son stood opposite, waiting for Xue Jin to expose their trick.
For a moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on Qin Yun and Xue Jin.
What was expected to be a simple matter quickly yielded an answer.
However, Xue Jin kept feeling Qin Yun's pulse, probing for a long, long time, still feeling somewhat uncertain.
Xue Jin raised his eyes to look at Qin Yun. Their gazes met, and Qin Yun was looking at Xue Jin as well.
"Imperial Physician Xue, have you finished your examination yet?" Qin Yun said seriously.
Xue Jin withdrew his hand, a hint of an answer forming in his mind, yet he didn't seem entirely certain.
"Imperial Physician Xue, how is my son?" Qin Yuanzhang asked anxiously.
Xue Jin frowned. He wasn't sure how to explain this.
Seeing Xue Jin's hesitation, the Ming father and son exchanged a glance, then smiled. "Is there even a need to ask? Imperial Physician Xue couldn't detect any illness in Qin Yun, which means Qin Yun is in good health!"
Ming Qinghua chuckled. "Well, Qin Yuanzhang, what do you have to say now?"
Seeing that Xue Jin did not speak immediately, Ming Xiajing also became arrogant.
"I knew it! This Qin Yun was just putting on a show yesterday, and he's unexpectedly so greedy, trying to extort three thousand taels from me. Now the truth is out, and you have nothing to say, right?"
Qin Yun smiled. "Why the rush? Imperial Physician Xue hasn't spoken yet."
Xue Jin observed Qin Yun for a moment, then slowly began to speak.
"Young Master Qin's pulse is extremely disordered, and his heartbeat is uneven. His health is indeed somewhat poor!"
Qin Yun could tell that Xue Jin was only telling half the story.
Doctor Qiao immediately gained confidence.
"Lord Ming, Young Master Ming, did you two hear that? Young Master Qin's pulse is extremely disordered and his heartbeat is uneven. What else do you have to say about this matter?"
Ming Qinghua stepped forward and asked Xue Jin cautiously, "Imperial Physician Xue, have you examined him carefully?"
Xue Jin frowned. "Lord Ming, you don't believe me? Then please find someone else!"
Seeing Xue Jin's expression darken, Ming Qinghua did not dare to ask further.
He had invited the man, and now it turned out Qin Yun was in poor health, which seemed difficult to explain.
Qin Yuanzhang, upon hearing that Qin Yun's pulse was disordered and his health was poor, was extremely disheartened. "Imperial Physician Xue, is my son's life in danger? Are there any other serious problems?"
What Qin Yuanzhang asked was also what Xue Jin was confused about. "Young Master Qin's condition is probably... at the point where his lamp oil is almost spent!"
When Xue Jin was taking Qin Yun's pulse, he discovered that Qin Yun had a chronic poison in his body, and this poison had been present for a long time, already affecting his internal organs.
However, the only baffling thing was that besides being able to detect Qin Yun's poor health and poisoning, he could find nothing else.
His pulse even failed to reveal whether Qin Yun was male or female. It was as if he had a pulse that was neither male nor female!
Thinking of this, Xue Jin felt it was due to his lack of medical skill and vowed to study diligently upon his return.
Lamp oil spent?
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
Looking at the spirited teenager in front of them, apart from being a little ugly, he didn't look like it at all!
"How can this be? Imperial Physician Xue, you must save my son!" Qin Yuanzhang was in a daze, his face pale!
"Lord Qin, I will do my best. You need not worry. In fact, Young Master Qin has been poisoned!" Xue Jin also wanted to challenge himself, to see if he could cure the poison in Qin Yun's body. This would be very beneficial for improving his medical skills.
Seeing that Xue Jin was going to treat him, Qin Yun did not think Xue Jin was so kind. It was simply that he had many questions that had not been answered, and he wanted to investigate.
However... he had to admit that Xue Jin's medical skills were indeed remarkable and his level was high. If her own medical skills were not above Xue Jin's, she might not have been able to contend with him when he was taking her pulse!