When Lin Banxia opened her eyes, her mouth was filled with water.
I was an emergency doctor in my previous life, but as soon as I traveled through time in this life, I was pushed into the lotus pond by my aunt. Before he could get up, he was put into a sedan and carried to Prince Jing's Mansion - Prince Jing vomited blood and everyone in the Imperial Hospital fell to their knees. My aunt said: If you die, you will be able to take the blame.
She could tell at the first sight when she saw Prince Jing: it was not a disease. It's poison. Three types, stacked for seven years.
Everyone in the capital said he would not survive this winter. She took out the silver needle and stuck it in.
After the needle went down, he opened his eyes. Then people started to die in the mansion - the person who escorted the medicinal materials, the person who kept the account books, and the guard commander who had been with him for ten years. Someone didn't want him to live. When she checks a little, the thread breaks a little.
Until someone spiked his tea with three times the lethal amount of poison.
She stayed on guard all night, dragging people back from the gate of hell. The first thing he said after dawn was: follow me.
She followed him and fled the capital. Behind them is the pursuit, and in front of them is the northern grassland.
She always carried that silver needle with her. He said they would drink together three months later. She said yes.
