The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 151

As long as the poison of Cold poison was cured, the Thousand Mechanisms Poison would also quiet down. As for the poison from the Thousand Mechanisms Poison… her father was still at a loss.

Sitting by the bedside, holding Wan Xi’s hand, Song Jin slowly closed her eyes. She took a breath, exhaled slowly, and when she opened her eyes again, the anger had been replaced by calm.

“You will stay with me,” she instructed one of the guards. “The remaining three, go check on my father.”

The four guards obeyed Song Jin’s orders without question. After a brief discussion, they decided that the leader would stay with Song Jin, and the other three turned and left. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Lu Zhan returned with the miracle physician.

Song Jin sat by the bed, her face cold as she looked at the miracle physician. The physician entered and saw Song Jin sitting there, unscathed. He didn’t bother to hide his surprise and sneered, “I didn’t expect Miss Song to be so lucky.”

Song Jin remained silent. Her gaze swept over the miracle physician and then turned back to Wan Xi. She gently smoothed Wan Xi’s hair, which had been soaked in the boiled fish broth.

Lu Zhan, seeing Wan Xi’s pale face, was so anxious he could barely breathe. “Hurry up and cure Wan Xi,” he urged the miracle physician.

The physician sneered, “What’s the rush? Miss Song isn’t in a hurry, so why are you?”

Lu Zhan opened his mouth to speak but couldn’t find the words. He felt a lump in his throat, making him feel completely uncomfortable.

Song Jin looked at Wan Xi and said coolly, “That’s right, I’m not in a hurry. Lu Zhan, why are you? Shen Yue isn’t in a hurry either! The Crown Prince wants me to retrieve the painting from the Empress’s palace within three days. You see, even the Crown Prince isn’t in a hurry.”

The miracle physician’s eyes suddenly sharpened. “What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I said.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Yes.” Song Jin slowly turned to look at the miracle physician. “As long as Wan Xi’s poison isn’t cured, I’ll stay by her side. At worst, I’ll give her a proper burial.”

At this, Song Jin’s lips curled into a smile, and her eyes glittered with amusement. “Can you afford to wait?”

Lu Zhan, hearing the words “proper burial,” stared at Wan Xi, feeling as if his heart was trembling violently. He had never felt such pain before. Even when Shen Yue was poisoned with Cold poison, he was only anxious but not as heartbroken as he was now. He almost suspected that he, too, was under the Thousand Mechanisms Poison. Otherwise, why would it hurt so much?

The miracle physician’s face turned ashen as he glared at Song Jin. “You dare!”

Song Jin raised an eyebrow. “You can try! Whether I dare or not, you can find out. But death? That, I do not fear.”

As Song Jin spoke, the guard standing by her side showed a look of deep satisfaction. Miss Song had finally grown up. Song Jin noticed the unguarded look of satisfaction and felt a twinge of… something.

The miracle physician stared at Song Jin, probing. The room fell silent as a tomb. Song Jin could wait, but Lu Zhan couldn’t. His face was pale as he took a deep breath and grabbed the miracle physician’s sleeve. “Do you want to kill the prince? What good will it do you to kill him?”

The miracle physician jerked his sleeve back. “I would never harm the prince.”

“Then what are you doing?”

The miracle physician turned his gaze, like a sharp needle, back to Song Jin. Song Jin raised her eyebrows, showing a provocative smile.

Lu Zhan pushed the miracle physician. “Go cure Wan Xi. Only when Wan Xi is cured will Miss Song go to the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince will then cure the prince. It’s simple logic. Why can’t you understand? You even tried to threaten Miss Song. Has your brain turned to mush?”

The miracle physician…

This wasn’t how he planned it. He had expected Song Jin to be poisoned by Cold poison, so he could cure her and simultaneously make her consume another substance. That substance wouldn’t be lethal but could trigger her internal poison at any time, and he was the only one with the antidote. This way, Song Jin would have to obey him. Until the Fourth Prince woke up, he could control Song Jin completely.

Who would have thought Song Jin wouldn’t get poisoned?

Wasn’t she supposed to be a glutton? Why didn’t she eat? Even a bite would have sufficed!

The miracle physician felt like spitting blood. He had shot himself in the foot, and it hurt.

With no other option, he approached Wan Xi, cut his finger, and let three drops of blood fall onto Wan Xi’s forehead. Wan Xi’s pale face gradually regained color with each drop of blood.

Lu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the bedpost, feeling as if his entire body had gone limp. “Miss Song, Wan Xi is fine now.”

Song Jin looked at Wan Xi and shook her head. “I don’t trust you. I’ll wait until Wan Xi wakes up.”

“It will take at least three days for her to wake up fully!” The miracle physician was getting anxious. The Crown Prince had set a three-day deadline yesterday. Half of today had already passed.

Song Jin smiled. “How do I know if you’ve really cured Wan Xi? After all, you have a history, and I don’t trust you.”

The breath Lu Zhan had just released tightened again as he glanced at the miracle physician.

The miracle physician’s lips trembled, his face darkened. “Are you going back on your word, Miss Song?”

Song Jin’s lips curled up. “What if I am?”

“You!” The miracle physician raised his hand, pointing at Song Jin.

A guard silently standing by immediately struck the miracle physician’s outstretched finger with his sword. Smack.

Caught off guard, the miracle physician withdrew his hand in pain and glared angrily at the guard. The guard remained silent, sheathed his sword, and acted as if nothing had happened.

Song Jin didn’t expect her guard to be so protective. She glanced at him. “What’s your name?”

The guard immediately replied, “Servant Wang Liu.”

Song Jin nodded.

The miracle physician was about to explode with rage. The Fourth Prince was lying inside, waiting for the person from the Crown Prince to arrive with the poisoner, and these two were having a casual conversation?

“Miss Song, don’t go too far!” the miracle physician roared in anger.

Song Jin chuckled. “What else can you do besides roar at me?”

The miracle physician almost spat blood in frustration.

Song Jin said calmly, “I just want to make sure Wan Xi is truly saved. What if you played some trick and I get fooled by you again?”

After a moment of silence, Song Jin looked at the miracle physician and said, “After all, besides the three drops of the poisoner’s blood, Cold poison needs another ingredient to be cured. I didn’t see you give it to her.”

The miracle physician was stunned and looked at Song Jin in surprise.

Song Jin sneered. “What? Did you think I was young and ignorant? Unfortunately for you, my father was strict. I am well-read and knowledgeable.”

The miracle physician…

The guard’s eyes shone with increasing satisfaction. Miss Song was indeed exceptional!