Genius Doctor: The Black Stomach Miss
Toxins (4)

For one day and one night, Jun Qing was lying on the bed in his bed dying state, all the doctors who came and measured his pulse looked worried, all had the same conclusion - Jun Qing was only one step closer to the door of death.

Jun Xian appeared to be aging ten years overnight as he sat by his son's side and waved his hand asking them all to return to the palace. He sat there so sad that he drowned his face in his hands.

….

"Is that true?" The emperor sitting in the study listening to the explanation of the doctor reporting Jun Qing's state, his face looked flat while listening seriously.

"Hamba didn't dare lie. The poison within Jun Qing's body had indeed returned to being active and had already spread to the heart." The doctor reported honestly.

"Poor, immediately send the Snow Mountain Ginseng and the red Lingzhi Mushroom to Lin Palace." The Emperor wanted to do good, the Snow Mountain Ginseng and the red Lingzhi Mushroom were rare plants used to prolong life and everyone knew that Jun Qing's lifespan was no longer long.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Cancel." The emperor waved his hand.

As the doctors left, the Emperor leaned back into his chair while reading the various scrolls on his desk, a small smile began to appear.

….

Lin Palace was shrouded in grief as Jun Qing lay on his bed unable to move, his breathing so weak.

Jun Xian sat beside him with red eyes.

"Why did this suddenly happen? You've been fine all this time, why did the poison suddenly strike again?" Jun Xian did not understand, for so many years his condition had stabilized, what triggered all this?

The man standing at the side looked seriously as he clenched his hands tightly.

"Have any suspicious people entered the palace lately?" Jun Xian asked as he frowned.

But now all the doctors have diagnosed that he doesn't have much time. Does he have to hide this forever? This man was having an inner war, if it was anyone else, he would have directly interrogated them yet this traitor was Jun Wu Xie!

If Jun Qing really died, Lin Palace had no future anymore.

"What ... What's going on here?" A confused voice sounded.

The man and Jun Xian both turned around simultaneously and they saw Jun Wu Xie carrying a black cat in his hand, with an enigmatic expression at the entrance.

"Wu Xie …." Jun Xian's hoarse voice was so full of suffering.

The man clenched his trembling hand and swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

"Your uncle has been poisoned." Jun Xian slowly told him as he closed his eyes in despair.

Being poisoned? Jun Wu Xie was slightly surprised when he heard this. He immediately went to the bed ignoring Jun Xian and the man who was dumbfounded as he measured Jun Qing's pulse.

His pulse was very weak, almost invisible. Jun Qing's face was so pale and soaked in sweat that it was mixed with a black liquid. All this is in accordance with the characteristics of people affected by the poison.

If it was anyone else, they would have concluded that it was a potent poison, yet who was Jun Wu Xie? He soon found something different.

Although Jun Qing's pulse was weak, it was also very stable.

Jun Wu Xie instantly pulled out the blanket and put away his pillow.

"Wu Xie, what are you doing?!"

"Uncle is fine." Jun Wu Xies mind only focused on treatment and did not know that his sudden actions and words had left the mouth of the person standing there agape.