Everyone in the room harbored their own agendas.
Chu Fengge had no time to concern herself with them. She was in a race against the King of Hell to snatch back a life—one step too late, and Consort Qi might be beyond saving.
She walked over to Consort Qi, placed her medicine box beside the bed curtains, shielded it with the drapery, and quickly took out her medicine from inside.
The Imperial Physicians all craned their necks, eager to see what method Chu Fengge would use to bring Consort Qi back from the dead.
They saw Chu Fengge pull out a very long, transparent syringe from her medicine box—a needle entirely different from the silver acupuncture needles they used.
And her technique in administering it was nothing like their acupuncture methods either.
The long needle pierced beneath Consort Qi's skin, and then liquid flowed through the transparent tube, from the needle hole, into Consort Qi's body.
Imperial Physician Li Liang, watching this scene, unconsciously furrowed his brow and said, "What technique is this? I have practiced medicine for over thirty years, and I have never seen anyone treat a patient this way."
Chu Fengge didn't even lift her eyes, not sparing him so much as a glance, and said only one thing flatly: "You haven't seen it because there is always someone better, and always a higher mountain."
These words made Li Liang extremely uncomfortable.
Wasn't Chu Fengge, in front of all the Imperial Physicians, calling him ignorant?
Anger surged in Li Liang's heart, and he said to Mo Qianhan, "Your Highness, it is not that this humble official is narrow-minded and ignorant, but none of us physicians have ever heard of such a method. Not even the classical medical texts ever mention injecting medicine directly into the human body. The Princess Consort is tormenting the Imperial Concubine's body—this is disrespect toward Her Ladyship."
The palace physicians nodded in agreement.
Whether or not they stood with Li Liang, to them, allowing someone who had studied medicine for only a single year to stand on equal footing with them in the medical arts was an insult to their abilities.
Was the art of medicine so easily mastered?
Just as everyone was opposing Chu Fengge's continued "torture" of Consort Qi—
A sudden cough came from the bed.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
Everyone's breath caught, and their gazes turned as one toward Consort Qi.
Mo Qianhan instinctively rose from the soft couch and strode quickly to stand behind Chu Fengge, his eyes fixed on Consort Qi's face.
Nanny Zhang stepped forward, took Consort Qi's hand, and called out, "Your Ladyship, Your Ladyship…"
"Cough, cough, cough…" Consort Qi coughed several times in rapid succession.
This time, Nanny Zhang did not call for the Imperial Physicians. She turned to Chu Fengge and asked, "What's wrong with Her Ladyship?"
"If she's waking up, she can be saved. The Imperial Concubine was merely in a deep coma—her breathing had temporarily stopped, which can also be called a state of suspended animation. If we rescue her properly at this moment, we can still bring her back."
Chu Fengge took several packets of medicine powder from her box and said, "Nanny, dissolve these medicines in warm water and feed them to Her Ladyship right away."
"Yes, at once!" Nanny Zhang dared not delay, and her manner toward Chu Fengge now carried a measure of reverence.
Soon, Nanny Zhang personally mixed the medicine, helped the Imperial Concubine up, and fed the medicine into her mouth spoonful by spoonful.
Tan Liangyi, the physician of the Prince's Manor, walked over to Mo Qianhan out of curiosity and said, "Your Highness, might this humble one be permitted to examine Her Ladyship?"
Mo Qianhan gave his silent consent, though his eyes, ever since the Imperial Concubine had shown signs of response, had not left Chu Fengge.
This woman was skilled in both medicine and poison, cunning and vicious, with extraordinary courage—completely different from the foolish, mad Chu Fengge in his memory.
She… wasn't Chu Fengge. Then who exactly was she?
Before leaving, Tan Liangyi took the Imperial Concubine's pulse. His expression turned to shock, and then, cupping his hands in salute, he reported to Mo Qianhan: "Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine's pulse has recovered. Though she is still weak, she has regained her vitality. The Princess Consort truly has miraculous hands—she has brought the Imperial Concubine back from the brink of death!"
Li Liang's face changed drastically. He simply didn't want to admit that his skills were inferior to hers…