Chapter 26
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Translator: Li Haozhen
Proofread by Men Shunde
“No!” Mr. Zong is stunned and then rushes to Nangong Ning, mumbling, “I have confidence in my acupuncture. As long as the needle is in her body, the toxin in Nangong Ning’s body would not have broken out. And … where is the acupuncture needle?”
Lifting her wrist up, Mr. Zong is surprised to find that the acupuncture needle with which he pricked Nangong Ning’s wrist is not there.
It is not easy for Jun Qianye to refrain himself from throwing Mr. Zong out of the room.
"It is in my waist," says Jun Qianye.
"What?" Mr. Zong doesn’t understand and ask in surprise without thinking, "How could it be in your waist, my Lord?"
Jun Qianye’s eyes sink.
Weichu comes over, looking angrily at the fuss of Mr.Zong.
"Who else can do it but Nangong Ning?” says Weichu.
Mr. Zong's facial expression is stiffened.
"No, she could not have done that?"
Jun Qianye says, "Detoxify her toxin first."
"My Lord...," Mr. Zong still hesitates at the time. As a follower of Jun Qianye he habitually gives priority to his Lord.
"I can hold up," Jun Qianye says in a quiet voice with a glance at Nangong Ning.
He sees that her small face is pale, her eyes closed, and her long featherlike eyelashes do not move. Obiviously, she is dying, for there is more air out of her mouth than she takes in.
"Hurry up," he blurts.
Mr. Zong is stunned and could not help looking at Jun Qianye.
Jun Qianye is a little angry, saying, "If you are slow in your action, she will die."
"Yes, I’ll do...," Mr. Zong quickly presses down his weird feeling, but at the same time, he says, "but I don’t know how to do it."
Jun Qianye is gazing.
He fixes his eyes on Nangong Ning, stretching out his hand to pinch her up, but then he stops and says, "Just use her method to mix all the herbs and boil them together."
"Ah?" Mr. Zong is stunned and then says excitedly, "Yes, just use her method. I’ll do it at once, my Lord. Please put Miss Nangong down. Oh, no, don't put her down. I’ll prick her with another acupuncture needle."
Mr. Zong inserts a needle in the body of Nangong Ning before Jun Qianye could speak. Then Mr. Zong says, "My Lord, please just hold Miss Nangong in this way. Any movement will accelerate the running of the toxin in her body, which will attack her heart."
After saying this, Mr.Zong turns and walks away, leaving Jun Qianye standing there with Nangong Ning in his arms and his cold face is full of helplessness.
Weichu could not help but take a step back.
"My Lord?"
Jun Qianye says in a cold voice, "Have the Nangong Family investigated and see how the family is going."
"Yes, my Lord." Weichu is stunned but he can not help asking, "My Lord, the purpose of the investigation is ..."
Jun Qianye lowers his head with his cold eyes falling on Nangong Ning’s face, saying, "Knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them all."
Weichu frowns.
Knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them all？
Does the Lord mean that Nangong Ning is one of our own?
Weichu knows better than to ask any more. So, he bows and turns and leaves.
Mr. Zong is afraid that Nangong Ning is dying of the outbreak of the toxiní. So he decocts the herbs personally.
He is a medical sage. Although he has not much experience or ability in detoxification, medicine and poison belong to one family. So even if he is not quite clear about how to decoct the herbs, he is still better than ordinary people. Soon, he gets the decoction ready.
Looking at Mr. Zong with the decoction coming, Jun Yianye feels that his patience has reached the limit.
"Feed her the decoction at once."
"Yes, my Lord." Mr. Zong comes over, lookingup at Jun Qianye, whose face is dark, and says with a smile, "My Lord, please raise her head a little bit."
Jun Qianye gives a glance at Mr. Zong and Mr. Zong grins at him.
Jun Qianye rudely raises his arm to lift the face of Nangong Ning.
Mr. Zong reaches out his hands to support her cheek, and then with the decoction bowl close to her mouth, he feeds her with it but she vomits it out, the black decoction overflowing along the corner of Nangong Ning’s mouth.
“Oops!”
Jun Qianye turns to look at Mr. Zong, who is too anxious to control his facial expression, "My Lord, Miss Nangong can not swallow the decoction now."
"She can't swallow the decoction?
Mr. Zong nods and says sadly, "It seems that the condition of Miss Nangong is very serious. She must be detoxified immediately. But she can’t swallow the decoction. What should we do, my Lord?"
Jun Qianye frowns, looking at Nangong Ning with disgust.
"My Lord, something must be done," Mr. Zong says anxiously.
Jun Qianye looks at him, with his eyebrows frowning and says, "You are a doctor. What can you do when your patient can't swallow?"
Mr. Zong thinks for a while, lifting his eyes and says in hesitation, "There is a solution."
"What?" Jun Qianye’s eyes flash with suspicion, looking at Mr. Zong.
Mr. Zong smiles inexplicably, an evil simile. He says, "That is, a mouth-to-mouth feed will help her to swallow the decoction.”
Jun Qianye face sinks.
Mr. Zong adds at once, “It seems that you are the only person suitable to do the mouth-to-mouth feed, for Miss Nangong is bestowed to you by the Emperor, and I am sure you won’t like anyone else to do it for you, will you?”
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Translator: Li Haozhen
Proofread by Men Shunde
“No!” Mr. Zong is stunned and then rushes to Nangong Ning, mumbling, “I have confidence in my acupuncture. As long as the needle is in her body, the toxin in Nangong Ning’s body would not have broken out. And … where is the acupuncture needle?”
Lifting her wrist up, Mr. Zong is surprised to find that the acupuncture needle with which he pricked Nangong Ning’s wrist is not there.
It is not easy for Jun Qianye to refrain himself from throwing Mr. Zong out of the room.
"It is in my waist," says Jun Qianye.
"What?" Mr. Zong doesn’t understand and ask in surprise without thinking, "How could it be in your waist, my Lord?"
Jun Qianye’s eyes sink.
Weichu comes over, looking angrily at the fuss of Mr.Zong.
"Who else can do it but Nangong Ning?” says Weichu.
Mr. Zong's facial expression is stiffened.
"No, she could not have done that?"
Jun Qianye says, "Detoxify her toxin first."
"My Lord...," Mr. Zong still hesitates at the time. As a follower of Jun Qianye he habitually gives priority to his Lord.
"I can hold up," Jun Qianye says in a quiet voice with a glance at Nangong Ning.
He sees that her small face is pale, her eyes closed, and her long featherlike eyelashes do not move. Obiviously, she is dying, for there is more air out of her mouth than she takes in.
"Hurry up," he blurts.
Mr. Zong is stunned and could not help looking at Jun Qianye.
Jun Qianye is a little angry, saying, "If you are slow in your action, she will die."
"Yes, I’ll do...," Mr. Zong quickly presses down his weird feeling, but at the same time, he says, "but I don’t know how to do it."
Jun Qianye is gazing.
He fixes his eyes on Nangong Ning, stretching out his hand to pinch her up, but then he stops and says, "Just use her method to mix all the herbs and boil them together."
"Ah?" Mr. Zong is stunned and then says excitedly, "Yes, just use her method. I’ll do it at once, my Lord. Please put Miss Nangong down. Oh, no, don't put her down. I’ll prick her with another acupuncture needle."
Mr. Zong inserts a needle in the body of Nangong Ning before Jun Qianye could speak. Then Mr. Zong says, "My Lord, please just hold Miss Nangong in this way. Any movement will accelerate the running of the toxin in her body, which will attack her heart."
After saying this, Mr.Zong turns and walks away, leaving Jun Qianye standing there with Nangong Ning in his arms and his cold face is full of helplessness.
Weichu could not help but take a step back.
"My Lord?"
Jun Qianye says in a cold voice, "Have the Nangong Family investigated and see how the family is going."
"Yes, my Lord." Weichu is stunned but he can not help asking, "My Lord, the purpose of the investigation is ..."
Jun Qianye lowers his head with his cold eyes falling on Nangong Ning’s face, saying, "Knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them all."
Weichu frowns.
Knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them all？
Does the Lord mean that Nangong Ning is one of our own?
Weichu knows better than to ask any more. So, he bows and turns and leaves.
Mr. Zong is afraid that Nangong Ning is dying of the outbreak of the toxiní. So he decocts the herbs personally.
He is a medical sage. Although he has not much experience or ability in detoxification, medicine and poison belong to one family. So even if he is not quite clear about how to decoct the herbs, he is still better than ordinary people. Soon, he gets the decoction ready.
Looking at Mr. Zong with the decoction coming, Jun Yianye feels that his patience has reached the limit.
"Feed her the decoction at once."
"Yes, my Lord." Mr. Zong comes over, lookingup at Jun Qianye, whose face is dark, and says with a smile, "My Lord, please raise her head a little bit."
Jun Qianye gives a glance at Mr. Zong and Mr. Zong grins at him.
Jun Qianye rudely raises his arm to lift the face of Nangong Ning.
Mr. Zong reaches out his hands to support her cheek, and then with the decoction bowl close to her mouth, he feeds her with it but she vomits it out, the black decoction overflowing along the corner of Nangong Ning’s mouth.
“Oops!”
Jun Qianye turns to look at Mr. Zong, who is too anxious to control his facial expression, "My Lord, Miss Nangong can not swallow the decoction now."
"She can't swallow the decoction?
Mr. Zong nods and says sadly, "It seems that the condition of Miss Nangong is very serious. She must be detoxified immediately. But she can’t swallow the decoction. What should we do, my Lord?"
Jun Qianye frowns, looking at Nangong Ning with disgust.
"My Lord, something must be done," Mr. Zong says anxiously.
Jun Qianye looks at him, with his eyebrows frowning and says, "You are a doctor. What can you do when your patient can't swallow?"
Mr. Zong thinks for a while, lifting his eyes and says in hesitation, "There is a solution."
"What?" Jun Qianye’s eyes flash with suspicion, looking at Mr. Zong.
Mr. Zong smiles inexplicably, an evil simile. He says, "That is, a mouth-to-mouth feed will help her to swallow the decoction.”
Jun Qianye face sinks.
Mr. Zong adds at once, “It seems that you are the only person suitable to do the mouth-to-mouth feed, for Miss Nangong is bestowed to you by the Emperor, and I am sure you won’t like anyone else to do it for you, will you?”
Translator: Li HaozhenProofread by Men ShundeNo! Mr. Zong is stunned and then rushes to Nangong Ning, mumbling, I have confidence in my acupuncture. As long as the needle is in her body, the toxin in Nangong Ning's body would not have broken out. And where is the acupuncture needle?Lifting her wrist up, Mr. Zong is surprised to find that the acupuncture needle with which he pricked Nangong Ning's wrist is not there.It is not easy for Jun Qianye to refrain himself from throwing Mr. Zong out of the room."It is in my waist," says Jun Qianye."What?" Mr. Zong doesn't understand and ask in surprise without thinking, "How could it be in your waist, my Lord?"Jun Qianye's eyes sink.Weichu comes over, looking angrily at the fuss of Mr.Zong."Who else can do it but Nangong Ning? says Weichu.Mr. Zong's facial expression is stiffened."No, she could not have done that?"Jun Qianye says, "Detoxify her toxin first.""My Lord...," Mr. Zong still hesitates at the time. As a follower of Jun Qianye he habitually gives priority to his Lord."I can hold up," Jun Qianye says in a quiet voice with a glance at Nangong Ning.He sees that her small face is pale, her eyes closed, and her long featherlike eyelashes do not move. Obiviously, she is dying, for there is more air out of her mouth than she takes in."Hurry up," he blurts.Mr. Zong is stunned and could not help looking at Jun Qianye.Jun Qianye is a little angry, saying, "If you are slow in your action, she will die.""Yes, I'll do...," Mr. Zong quickly presses down his weird feeling, but at the same time, he says, "but I don't know how to do it."Jun Qianye is gazing.He fixes his eyes on Nangong Ning, stretching out his hand to pinch her up, but then he stops and says, "Just use her method to mix all the herbs and boil them together.""Ah?" Mr. Zong is stunned and then says excitedly, "Yes, just use her method. I'll do it at once, my Lord. Please put Miss Nangong down. Oh, no, don't put her down. I'll prick her with another acupuncture needle."Mr. Zong inserts a needle in the body of Nangong Ning before Jun Qianye could speak. Then Mr. Zong says, "My Lord, please just hold Miss Nangong in this way. Any movement will accelerate the running of the toxin in her body, which will attack her heart."After saying this, Mr.Zong turns and walks away, leaving Jun Qianye standing there with Nangong Ning in his arms and his cold face is full of helplessness.Weichu could not help but take a step back. "My Lord?"Jun Qianye says in a cold voice, "Have the Nangong Family investigated and see how the family is going.""Yes, my Lord." Weichu is stunned but he can not help asking, "My Lord, the purpose of the investigation is ..."Jun Qianye lowers his head with his cold eyes falling on Nangong Ning's face, saying, "Knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them all."Weichu frowns.Knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them allDoes the Lord mean that Nangong Ning is one of our own?Weichu knows better than to ask any more. So, he bows and turns and leaves.Mr. Zong is afraid that Nangong Ning is dying of the outbreak of the toxin. So he decocts the herbs personally.He is a medical sage. Although he has not much experience or ability in detoxification, medicine and poison belong to one family. So even if he is not quite clear about how to decoct the herbs, he is still better than ordinary people. Soon, he gets the decoction ready.Looking at Mr. Zong with the decoction coming, Jun Yianye feels that his patience has reached the limit."Feed her the decoction at once.""Yes, my Lord." Mr. Zong comes over, lookingup at Jun Qianye, whose face is dark, and says with a smile, "My Lord, please raise her head a little bit."Jun Qianye gives a glance at Mr. Zong and Mr. Zong grins at him.Jun Qianye rudely raises his arm to lift the face of Nangong Ning.Mr. Zong reaches out his hands to support her cheek, and then with the decoction bowl close to her mouth, he feeds her with it but she vomits it out, the black decoction overflowing along the corner of Nangong Ning's mouth. Oops!Jun Qianye turns to look at Mr. Zong, who is too anxious to control his facial expression, "My Lord, Miss Nangong can not swallow the decoction now.""She can't swallow the decoction?Mr. Zong nods and says sadly, "It seems that the condition of Miss Nangong is very serious. She must be detoxified immediately. But she can't swallow the decoction. What should we do, my Lord?"Jun Qianye frowns, looking at Nangong Ning with disgust."My Lord, something must be done," Mr. Zong says anxiously.Jun Qianye looks at him, with his eyebrows frowning and says, "You are a doctor. What can you do when your patient can't swallow?"Mr. Zong thinks for a while, lifting his eyes and says in hesitation, "There is a solution.""What?" Jun Qianye's eyes flash with suspicion, looking at Mr. Zong.Mr. Zong smiles inexplicably, an evil simile. He says, "That is, a mouth-to-mouth feed will help her to swallow the decoction.Jun Qianye face sinks.Mr. Zong adds at once, It seems that you are the only person suitable to do the mouth-to-mouth feed, for Miss Nangong is bestowed to you by the Emperor, and I am sure you won't like anyone else to do it for you, will you?
