The words fell, and the entire place was silent!

Could there really be such medical skills in the world, where a mere glance could diagnose an illness? Or was this old man named Zhang Ping'an deliberately mystifying and grandstanding?

Not only the imperial physicians were doubtful, but Feng Jin and the guards beside him were also whispering in their hearts.

Only Jiang Chen believed without a shadow of a doubt.

If you suspect someone, don't use them; if you use them, don't suspect them. Anyone whom Jing Yue valued must be no ordinary person.

"In that case, may I ask, Elder Zhang, what kind of strange poison has the Noble Consort been afflicted with?"

Zhang Ping'an remained composed, speaking slowly and unhurriedly, "Your Majesty, the Noble Consort has been poisoned by a bug gu, which originated from Lingnan. It is a secret passed down by the local mountain people, and it has disappeared from the Central Plains since the founding of the country."

"This poison is a living poison, colorless and odorless. No conventional testing methods can detect it. Moreover, this bug gu poison has a latent period. Those who are poisoned will not have any problems temporarily, and they will be no different from ordinary people. However, after being triggered by a medicinal primer, the toxins accumulated in the body will suddenly erupt!"

"Causing the patient to fall into a coma, their breath to weaken... leading to eventual death!"

After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, everyone was astonished, looking at each other in dismay.

What this person said was completely consistent with the symptoms of the Noble Consort Shu, without the slightest discrepancy!

A true master!

The eyes of several imperial physicians burned even more intensely.

They were already planning in their hearts how to keep Zhang Ping'an and ask him for guidance.

Jiang Chen cast a deep, dark-eyed glance at Jing Yue, containing a hint of inquiry.

Jing Yue understood and shook her head slightly, indicating that she had not revealed the Noble Consort Shu's condition.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen felt completely relieved. He took a step forward, his expression solemn, "Divine Physician Zhang, I implore you to take action and save the Noble Consort!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ping'an's composed demeanor vanished, and he was overwhelmed with gratitude, "Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, the words 'implore' are too much for this humble commoner to bear!"

As he spoke, he took down the cloth bag from his back, "This humble commoner will treat her immediately and will certainly not disappoint Your Majesty!"

Afterwards, Jiang Chen followed his instructions and dismissed irrelevant people, and arranged for the director and deputy director of the Imperial Hospital to assist Zhang Ping'an.

Because the Noble Consort Shu was an imperial concubine of the Great Wei, Zhang Ping'an specifically blindfolded himself when applying the needles, and his movements were also very careful, without touching her skin.

His medical skills were superb, and even with darkness before his eyes, it did not affect his acupuncture.

His skilled and rapid movements were a sight to behold.

Soon, the Noble Consort Shu's pale face turned rosy, and at the same time, the wound on her shoulder no longer oozed blood.

This scene fell into Jiang Chen's eyes, causing his expression to brighten, and he began to think about how to keep Zhang Ping'an.

Having such a divine physician by his side would undoubtedly greatly enhance his safety.

After about half a cup of tea.

The Noble Consort Shu, who was in a coma, suddenly breathed rapidly, as if something was blocking her throat.

Jiang Chen was shocked and was about to step forward to express his concern.

But he saw the Noble Consort Shu on the couch suddenly open her beautiful eyes, struggle to get up, and cough violently, her delicate and pretty face full of pain.

Then, under the tense gazes of the crowd, she suddenly coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood!

Her skirt and the carpet were stained red with large patches of purplish-black blood. At the same time, a pungent odor spread out, lingering around everyone.

Jiang Chen's expression changed abruptly, and his sharp gaze shot towards Zhang Ping'an.

However, Zhang Ping'an was very calm. He took out an ancient prescription and said, "Do not worry, this black blood is the toxins from the Noble Consort's body. Coughing it up means that there is no serious problem. After this, just grab the medicine according to this prescription and take it for seven days, and she will recover."

His words were firm, and coupled with the fact that the Noble Consort Shu's condition was indeed improving, everyone was relieved and took the prescription, each busy with their own tasks.

Jiang Chen helped the Noble Consort Shu and wiped the stains from her face, asking with concern, "Yun'er, how do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?"

The Noble Consort Shu's pretty face was flushed, ashamed of her unseemly behavior just now. Hearing the question, she said embarrassedly, "Your Majesty, I feel very relaxed, no longer as weak as before. I should be fine."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen ignored the dirt on the Noble Consort Shu's body and embraced her in his arms, letting out a heavy breath.

Only now, after hearing with his own ears the Noble Consort Shu say that she was getting better, did the heart that he had been holding high finally settle down.

The Noble Consort Shu leaned against Jiang Chen's chest, her pretty face becoming even more rosy due to shyness.

How could His Majesty make such intimate gestures towards her in public? Too, too improper!

Ignoring her still weak body, she placed her slender hand on Jiang Chen's shoulder and whispered, "Your Majesty, everyone is watching!"

Jiang Chen understood her meaning and reluctantly let go of her hand, then looked at Zhang Ping'an.

"Ahem, Physician Zhang, you have rendered great service in saving the Noble Consort. I will reward you handsomely. If you have any requests, please speak freely."

However, Zhang Ping'an did not take credit, cupping his hands and saying, "Thank you for Your Majesty's grace, but this old man is alone and has nothing he wants. This time, I entered the palace only to repay the kindness of an old friend. Your Majesty need not worry."

Jiang Chen frowned, "Clear rewards and punishments are the way to longevity. Since you have rendered service, you should naturally be rewarded. Otherwise, with such an example of indifference to fame and fortune, others will be embarrassed to ask me for rewards in the future. Over time, who among the talented and strange people of the Great Wei will be willing to serve me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ping'an was first stunned, then smiled bitterly, "It was this humble commoner's oversight. In that case, this humble commoner humbly requests Your Majesty to bestow food!"

Jiang Chen, "Food?"

Zhang Ping'an sighed, "After a great flood, there will inevitably be a great epidemic. This humble commoner heard that the Wei River was flooding, so I set out to go there. The people I saw along the way were all sallow-faced and skinny."

"This humble commoner wanted to help, but unfortunately, I had no extra money. Now that Your Majesty wants to reward me, I will shamelessly request Your Majesty to bestow grain, so that the people in the Wei River area can have a full meal. Apart from this, this humble commoner has no other requests."

After saying this, Zhang Ping'an took a deep look at Jiang Chen and bowed down.

Jiang Chen looked at this thin old man, and a boundless respect arose in his heart.

He personally helped him up and said solemnly, "I grant it!"

Then, he promised, "Not only the people of the Wei River, but in the future, I will ensure that all the people of the Great Wei are well-fed and warmly clothed, and no longer worry about their livelihoods!"

Zhang Ping'an smiled.

He could hear the determination in the emperor's words, knowing that he was not just saying it casually, but that he really had those people at the bottom of his heart.

"Then this humble commoner, on behalf of the people of the world, thanks Your Majesty for your kindness!"

His eyes filled with longing, and he bowed to Jiang Chen again, paying his respects solemnly.

This time, Jiang Chen did not stop him, but quietly accepted it.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people subconsciously stopped their movements, and the gazes they cast at Zhang Ping'an were also filled with respect.

In this world, how many people can be like him, with the people in their hearts and unmoved by fame and fortune?

At this moment, Jing Yue walked out from the side, helped Zhang Ping'an up, and went straight to the point:

"Physician Zhang, would you be willing to stay in the palace for a few days?"

"Your Majesty was also infected with this bug gu poison. Although I have already dispelled it with my internal energy, this poison is difficult to deal with. To be on the safe side, we still need you to diagnose and treat him again."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhang Ping'an's face...