Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 128: Mr. Baipi

Originally a lively and bustling "Tinglan Pavilion", filled with feasting and drinking, suddenly turned into a desolate and tragic scene.

Those who had low cultivation or were in the lower realms were not only in agony and wailing in pain, but also experiencing high fevers. They were so weak that they couldn't even stand.

Even the group of experts like Old Zhao were exhausted and in unbearable pain. What was even more terrifying was that "Jiang Facai" was right - they couldn't even muster their True Qi.

This was simply too disastrous!

Old Ge endured the pain and ordered his servants to spare no expense in inviting the best doctors in the city. He even made preparations to send people to other cities to invite renowned detoxification experts.

The question before everyone now was, who poisoned them?

First, they ruled out "Jiang Facai" since he had just desperately tried to stop it.

Next, they looked at the people present. Were there any scheming individuals among them? But after looking around, everyone was there and it didn't seem likely or necessary.

Was it done by Xin Zhuo? It was unlikely. He was just a small bandit, where would he have acquired such poisoning skills? Even if he had such skills, how could he dare to infiltrate? If there was even a hint of suspicion, everyone could instantly kill him.

It didn't make sense.

Moreover, the martial dao experts and detoxification experts present were not fools. They could generally distinguish between different types of poison. So they had no precautions against this strange poison.

Soon, seven or eight doctors hurriedly arrived in the city. They were initially shocked by the scene, then quickly examined and discussed with each other for a long time. Finally, their expressions turned grim.

Sorry, there is no solution. We don't understand it! Please seek someone more skilled!

They came quickly and left even faster.

Hope suddenly vanished, and everyone's faces completely changed. They felt anxious and fearful.

There was no one in the world who wasn't afraid of death.

The cries of agony filled the entire courtyard.

Old Zhao, Old Ge, Ke Qing'e, and others sat paralyzed. It no longer mattered who poisoned them; it was difficult for them to even walk. Who could they turn to?

They suddenly regretted not listening to "Jiang Facai" earlier. If they hadn't continued eating, would the poisoning have been less severe? Could they have identified the culprit and found an antidote?

"It must be the fault of those servants, but... it's too late to say anything now!"

Old Ge scratched his chest, which was unbearably itchy, and sighed, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted Jiang Facai. This kid actually has a good heart. He's a decent person!"

Old Zhao's eyes suddenly emitted a strong desire to survive as he shouted, "Go and invite Jiang Facai again. Maybe this kid can solve it. Maybe he's just throwing a tantrum and doing this on purpose?"

"That's right!" The eyes of the crowd brightened.

The servants immediately went, but after a while, they hurriedly returned with grim expressions. "Mr. Jiang said that when it comes to matters of life and death, he is not holding a grudge, but he is truly powerless!"

Everyone exchanged glances and fell into complete despair.

Even if they invited detoxification experts from other cities, regardless of whether they would come or not, as Jiang Facai said, they would die within a day. Was there still time?

"My life is over!"

Old Zhao's face was full of despair, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the air, reminiscing about their lives and thinking about their last words.

Seeking revenge against the old thief Xin, killing Xin Zhuo - none of it mattered anymore.

Time slowly passed.

The low realm practitioners in front could no longer move, only cries of agony and scratching remained.

Old Zhao and the other experts seemed to have been drained of all their strength, their heads hung low, their faces ashen.

Finally, they reached the dawn of the second day, and the shadow of death had already descended.

Hot-tempered individuals like Old Ge and Feng San'niang picked up the weapons in their hands, choosing to end their lives rather than die in agony.

"There's hope!"

At this moment, a servant suddenly burst in with excitement and exclaimed, "We have invited the divine doctor Mr. Baipi!"

The people, who had already lost hope and were in a state of despair, suddenly felt a strong will to survive. Their eyes became incredibly bright. Ge San Ye struggled to throw down his sword and shouted, "Where is he? Please..."

The servant ran out and quickly brought in an old man who was hunched over with white hair and a pale complexion. This old man walked with broad strides, seemingly faster than the young people.

Everyone endured the pain and their gazes followed his footsteps, filled with infinite longing.

Zhao Lao Ye, Ge San Ye, and the others even struggled to stand up and carefully examined the old man.

Mr. Baipi, a renowned doctor in the martial world, was said to be able to cure any illness, even bringing the dead back to life, whether they were practitioners or ordinary people.

Even the late emperor, when seriously ill, had sent eunuchs to search the world for him, but he was not found.

Unfortunately, few people had seen the true face of Mr. Baipi, but they knew roughly what he looked like and how he behaved.

And the person in front of them was almost exactly the same as the legend.

The crowd trembled as they bowed, saying, "We have seen Mr. Baipi! Please save us, sir."

"Hmm..."

The old man stroked his beard, squinting his eyes. "I happened to pass by this place and heard that someone was poisoned. As the so-called doctor who travels the world, I came to take a look. Please sit down for now!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Everyone obediently sat down, eagerly watching Mr. Baipi. They then realized that Mr. Baipi was at the seventh realm, not particularly high in the realm. It seemed that he focused solely on medicine and had devoted his life to studying medical skills, showing no interest in the martial dao. This rumor was indeed true.

Mr. Baipi acted swiftly, walking up to Ge San Ye and first taking his pulse, then examining his eyes, and finally furrowing his brows.

With this furrow, Ge San Ye's heart also furrowed, and he asked anxiously, "Is there still hope for me?"

"Hmm..."

Mr. Baipi sat down on the side, his brows furrowing even tighter. He stroked his beard, lost in thought. Just as everyone was anxious and hope and despair intertwined, he slowly said, "Qing Shu Powder, Qian Ji San, Ash Gray Grass Powder, Lu Hui Dan Powder... Strange, strange!"

The crowd exchanged glances, and Zhao Lao Ye's eyes brightened. "That's right! Mr. Baipi is truly brilliant. It is indeed a highly toxic combination of these substances!"

"Ah..."

Mr. Baipi remained silent for a long time, shaking his head. "If it were an ordinary poison, I could easily cure it. However, these several poisons mixed together have already penetrated your bone marrow and meridians. Even with divine pills and elixirs, I'm afraid there is no way to reverse it!"

The hearts of everyone in the hall, which had been lifted, instantly fell into despair. In an instant, countless thoughts of hopelessness arose. Some people who were afraid of death couldn't help but burst into tears.

If even Mr. Baipi couldn't save them, who else in the world could?

My life is over!

"However..." Mr. Baipi added.

"What?" Zhao Lao Ye and the others, in an instant, once again felt a glimmer of hope.

Mr. Baipi looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "There is still one person in the world who can cure it!"

"Who?" The hope in the hearts of the crowd increased again. With Mr. Baipi present, it was believed that they could hold on to their lives for a while longer and then go find that person. This plan seemed feasible!

Mr. Baipi furrowed his brows and said, "Have you ever heard of Su A Po?"

"Su A Po?"

The people present exchanged glances, never having heard of her.

Mr. Baipi explained, "This person got married and became a wife in her early years, then went to the capital to be a doctor for a few years. Later... she retired to the mountains with her grandson, relying on each other for survival. Unfortunately, I heard that she was captured by a bandit a few years ago and died!"

It's really a pity. Although this person is from the female Daoist family, she is a master at detoxification. I admired her when I befriended her in the past."

The crowd exchanged glances. Why did this sound somewhat familiar?

Song Xi Jun, not far away, struggled to stand up and asked, "May I ask... is this Su A Po's family surnamed Jiang? Do they live in Lingyi City, and does she have a grandson named Jiang Fa Cai?"

Mr. Baipi replied in surprise, "Su A Po's family is indeed surnamed Jiang. As for the name of her grandson, I don't know. Oh? Lingyi City is indeed possible. It seems that her husband's family is from Lingyi City."

(End of this chapter)