Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 205 Emergency

In the end, the one who was not sick was stronger and ran away in a flash, and the other one could not be held down at all, so they had to let her go.

Song Chunlin didn't care whether the two could find a doctor, but they gave him inspiration. Something that can kill a person may not necessarily be a poison, it can also be something that can cure the disease.

Thinking of this, Song Chunlin immediately found some antipyretic drugs from a pile of medicines. Finally, he chose the children's antipyretic drugs with a faint fruity aroma.

In the middle of the night, the Khan was sleeping soundly with his beautiful concubine in his arms. Song Chunlin hid in the corner of the palace next door and gave birth to mutant vines. The vines rolled up the antipyretic drugs and sneaked into the Khan's palace quietly. Song Chunlin used his mental power to see that the Khan liked to open his mouth when he slept, which made it very convenient for him to take action.

So he took advantage of Khan's inattention and directed the vines to drip antipyretic medicine into Khan's mouth. Children's antipyretic medicine tasted sweet, and Khan thought he was dreaming and even smacked his lips. Song Chunlin was so scared that he almost thought the vines were discovered.

Fortunately, the other party might simply think that the antipyretic medicine tasted good, and there was no movement after he smacked his lips. Song Chunlin continued to let the mutant vines pour the antipyretic medicine into his mouth. He did not let the vines return until a whole bottle of children's antipyretic medicine was poured out, and he himself carefully returned to the desolate palace and hid.

There were people talking in the next room. Song Chunlin saw a doctor-like man taking the pulse of the sick woman. After taking the pulse, he shook his head and didn't need to say anything else. Not only Song Chunlin understood it, but the two women also understood it.

At this moment, the Khan on the other side suddenly felt cold all over and sweated profusely in the middle of his sleep. Even the concubine next to him was woken up. She looked at the Khan next to her sweating profusely, reached out and touched his forehead, only to feel it was ice-cold.

"My king, my king, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I...it hurts..." Khan was already incoherent. Not only was he feeling cold and sweaty, he also felt pain in his stomach, as if someone was stirring it with a knife. The pain was so severe that he began to curl up his body.

When the concubine saw that something was wrong, she immediately got up and put on her clothes. The palace servants who were on guard outside also heard the noise inside and came in one after another. The concubine asked them to go and get the imperial physician immediately.

It happened that there was only one imperial physician on duty tonight, the one sitting next to Song Chunlin. The palace servants rushed all the way to the Imperial Medical Bureau, only to find that the imperial physician had come to the cold palace for a consultation. They hurried back to the cold palace, and the back and forth took a lot of time. When they arrived, the Khan had already started vomiting blood.

Song Chunlin saw the Khan lying on the edge of the bed and vomiting blood, and a smile appeared on his lips. Overdose of antipyretics can cause gastric perforation. Looking at the man's body shape, Song Chunlin was afraid that the children's antipyretic would not be effective, so he poured the whole bottle into him, just to kill him.

The Khan's daily living habits are not very good. From the observations during the two days he has been there, it is found that the Khan starts drinking early in the morning. If he has no worries about state affairs, he can drink all day long. The side dishes are all greasy meat. It would be strange if his stomach could be healthy with this kind of eating habit. If the gastric bleeding cannot be stopped in time, he will be only one step away from death.

Seeing that the doctor was tripped by the two people next to him, Song Chunlin couldn't help but give them a thumbs up. What is this called? This is called God helping me.

Perhaps it was the Khan's fate. He vomited almost half a basin of blood, estimated to be 200 milliliters, before the doctor came. When the doctor came, he vomited another half basin of blood. He was almost half dead, but the doctor had not found the cause of the bleeding yet. During this delay, he vomited another half basin of blood.

Everyone in the palace was in a panic, and by the time the doctor stopped the Khan's bleeding, he had already fainted.

The commotion here did alarm the queen, but Song Chunlin did not see any anxious look on his face. He was only slightly stunned when he heard the palace servants' words, then he sat up leisurely and asked the palace servants to change his clothes for him. Song Chunlin saw that he even had time to comb his long hair and tied it loosely with a ribbon, then he walked out of his palace gracefully and walked towards the Khan.

After seeing his behavior, Song Chunlin could only conclude that the emperor and the empress were not in harmony.

The king of a country suddenly fell critically ill, and the situation stabilized after the arrival of the queen. He raised his eyes and glanced around coldly. The concubine shuddered all over, immediately stopped crying, and knelt tremblingly beside the bed.

The queen walked slowly to the Khan's bedside and asked the doctor in a low and clear voice about Khan's current condition. After hearing the doctor's answer, the queen seemed a little surprised. When she saw the basin next to her was full of blood, she frowned slightly.

"You, take my sign and leave the palace, go and call all the doctors from the Imperial Hospital. You, go and invite the general and the princes to come. Remember, don't alarm those princes."

All of a sudden, seven or eight palace maids stood up, took the badges from the palace maids beside the queen and retreated. Song Chunlin knew that these people were going to ask for help, so he didn't stop them. It happened that he also wanted to get to know the important people at the center of power later.

After everyone was sent out, the queen sat on the chair next to her and asked the concubine who was kneeling on the ground what had happened last night.

The concubine did not dare to hide anything and told everything that happened last night, except for what happened on the bed curtain. She told everything honestly.

The queen didn't find anything wrong after hearing this, so she turned around and told her confidant: "Go and bring over the people who served the Khan yesterday, as well as the food, and have someone check it carefully."

The concubine cried out again, "Queen, the king and I eat and drink the same things. Will I die too?"

After saying this, she looked horrified and wanted to dig her throat to vomit out what she had eaten yesterday.

The queen sneered at this and said, "If it were really poisonous, you would have died long ago."

The palace concubine thought about it and it made sense. The king was vomiting blood so badly, but she was fine.

It was already early in the morning. Although it was inhumane to wake people up from their beds, the princes and doctors had no complaints. Some of them didn't even have time to change their clothes. They just casually put on a robe over their pajamas and came over.

The queen turned a blind eye to this and only ordered the doctors to feel the Khan's pulse. The princes were all silent and dared not make a sound.

Except for the one Song Chunlin saw during the day, he just stood beside the queen, leaning down and whispering something to her.

The queen shook her head slightly. She herself was also confused. As for the Khan's life or death, she didn't care.

When a group of doctors were consulting, Khan vomited blood again. This time he vomited a lot. Song Chunlin thought that he would die after vomiting.

However, no, Khan's life was a little tougher than he thought, but now he probably didn't have much time left, because in the end, this group of doctors could only diagnose that Khan had gastrointestinal problems and it was very likely that there was a hole in his stomach.

The queen did not seem too surprised by the doctors' answers, which showed that the Khan's stomach was not in good condition.

"What can you do to stop the king's bleeding first?"

A group of doctors discussed again and finally came up with a prescription. The queen immediately asked someone to take the prescription and boil the medicine. By the time the medicine was ready, the Khan could no longer swallow it.

When the queen and everyone else saw this situation, they knew that the Khan was in great danger and it was uncertain whether he could survive until dawn.

Fortunately, everyone worked together, pried open the Khan's mouth with a spoon, and poured a few mouthfuls of medicine into him.

Song Chunlin didn't know what medicine they prescribed, but it was probably a strong medicine, because the Khan woke up soon after.

When he opened his eyes and looked at the large group of people rushing around him, he opened his mouth and moved it a few times, but no words came out.

There was no need for a doctor this time. Even Song Chunlin could see that this was a last gasp of vitality.

When it was almost dawn, the general, who had been busy all night, finally returned to the palace and saw the palace maid who had been waiting for him. He heard the palace maid say that the Khan was vomiting blood and was critically ill, so the general hurried to the palace.

When he entered the palace, the Khan had just died. Hearing the crying inside, the general kneeled down subconsciously.

When the day dawned, the whole country knew that their king was dead. Song Chunlin hid in a remote palace, listening to the funeral bells outside, and found the sound particularly pleasant.

Dabao in the space was also overjoyed. He looked at the thick and long golden light of merit that was visible to the naked eye and smiled from ear to ear.

"Master, Master! Look, there are so many merits! Wow, you can't get so many even if you grow sweet potatoes!"

"……"Stop talking like that. Don't say that again.

When Song Chunlin entered the space, he found that the merit was indeed more than what he would get from growing sweet potatoes. Looking at so much merit, even he was shocked.

"My goodness, this Khan died a good death. If he were still alive, how many people in Dajing would he have brought disaster to?"

Dabao's cotton doll put his hands on his waist and hummed proudly, "Master, don't think that this Khan is just good at eating, drinking and having fun, but he is also very cruel on the battlefield. I have calculated for you. If he doesn't die, he will definitely send troops to attack Dajing within three years. And according to the original historical process, his attack on Dajing this time will cause Dajing to lose a large area of land, and nearly half of Dajing's people will become slaves. Moreover, his sons are also very brave and good at fighting. With such a killing god sitting above, the princes below dare not act rashly."

Song Chunlin seemed to be thinking: "So, that means, if he doesn't die, those princes won't fight for the throne. If they don't fight for the throne, they will come to fight the Han people?"

Dabao nodded repeatedly: "Master is really smart."

Song Chunlin was speechless. For a moment he didn't know whether this barbarian was smart or stupid.

Fortunately, the Khan has passed away. Song Chunlin took a quick look at the remaining princes and found that many of them were adults. Not to mention the youngest ones, the three or four oldest ones were obviously in power, especially the one who was close to the queen. He had the queen's support and should be the most likely to inherit the throne.

But this is not enough. They don't look like they will fight to the death, and Song Chunlin feels that he can add fuel to the fire.

As for how to add fuel to the fire, we need to think about it carefully.

The funeral was being held in the palace, but it was quiet where Song Chunlin was staying. The two people next door were also quiet. Song Chunlin saw the one lying on the bed, who seemed to be at the end of his strength, and the other one was sitting beside the bed wiping tears.

These two people posed no threat, so Song Chunlin did not pay too much attention to them. Instead, he quietly took out a rice ball from the space. The still warm rice ball was filled with fragrant black pepper beef fillet. Song Chunlin ate three in a row and then drank a glass of lemon water to relieve the greasiness.

After eating and drinking, he leaned against the wall with his clothes on and closed his eyes to rest.

In a side hall separated by half of the palace, the queen was dressed in plain clothes, and in front of her knelt several secret guards in night clothes.

"Tell me, was there anything unusual last night?"

Several secret guards thought for a while and then slowly shook their heads.

"Your Majesty, I did not find anything unusual yesterday."

After getting several identical answers in a row, the queen felt a little strange. Logically speaking, the Khan's physical condition shouldn't have caused him to die suddenly. She also carefully asked the doctors, but the answer she got was also impossible.

However, it was not poisoning. The food that the other party had eaten and the utensils that he had used yesterday had all been checked and none of them were poisonous. Moreover, the Khan's food was tested for poison by special people, and the palace people who tested the poison were all alive and well. It didn't make sense that only the Khan died, right?

After sending away the guards, the queen let the general in. She did not blame the general for being late last night, but asked him if anything else happened last night.

"I was assassinated at home last night. The assassin was agile and the weapon in his hand was particularly strange. These are the hidden weapons that the doctor dug out from my body." After saying that, he took out the iron nails and presented them to the queen.

It was also the first time that the queen saw the iron nail and she was completely confused by this hidden weapon.

"What is this? I have never seen this before. So many of them were dug out from the general's body."

"That's right. However, although these things look numerous, they don't actually penetrate very deep. And as long as they block the vital parts, they won't cause any harm to one's life."

The queen pondered for a moment and then asked again: "According to the general, the assassin is a Han Chinese?"

"He is a Han Chinese. Although I only saw him briefly, his figure and appearance are all Han Chinese, and..."

"And what?"

"Besides, that person seems to be a child?"

A child? The queen was stunned. How could a child be an assassin?

This is also what the general found incredible. Even if he had no common sense, he would not think that a child could be an assassin and use such a powerful weapon.

The "little brother" stretched lazily at this moment, feeling very energetic. He watched the conversation between the queen and the general. Although he could not understand, from the moment the general took out the iron nail, he knew that the two of them must be talking about him.

"I was careless. I have to find time to steal these nails back. Even though they are insignificant, what if something unexpected happens?"

Besides, iron nails were a rare commodity in that era, so it would be nice to collect them and use them to make boxes.