The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 223 Difficult Disease Challenge

The atmosphere in the palace was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating. The patient with the strange disease lay quietly on the stretcher, his face as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if he was an ancient painting forgotten by the years, so fragile that it was unbearable to look at. His breath was so weak that it seemed like it would stop at any time, and every difficult breath was like a final struggle against fate.

Lin Ruoxue stood beside the patient, her expression focused and solemn, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment. She stared at the patient closely, like a bright beacon, not missing any subtle symptoms. Her eyes were full of concern and thought, as if she was exploring a secret hidden in the darkness.

Lin Ruoxue gently stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers were like falling petals, gently touching the patient's forehead. It was scorching hot, and the heat seemed to burn a person's soul. She frowned slightly and thought to herself: "This fever is so high, it is definitely not caused by an ordinary disease. What kind of disease can cause such a strong reaction?" Various possible causes flashed through her mind quickly, but every idea was instantly denied by herself.

Then, she opened the patient's eyelids to check the reaction of his pupils. The patient's pupils were somewhat scattered, like a mirror that had lost its focus and could not reflect any light. This made Lin Ruoxue more certain of the complexity of the disease. A strong sense of uneasiness surged in her heart, as if she was facing an invincible enemy.

The Dali envoy stood aside, with a sneer on his face and a provocative look in his eyes. His arrogant attitude seemed to be announcing his victory, as if the challenge was doomed from the beginning. He said, "Miss Lin, this disease has left even the famous doctors of Dali helpless. Please don't let us down." His words were full of sarcasm and disdain, and every word was like a sharp dagger, piercing Lin Ruoxue's self-esteem.

Lin Ruoxue ignored the messenger's ridicule and continued to examine the patient's body with full concentration. Her hands were like nimble butterflies, gently pressing the patient's abdomen. The patient immediately groaned in pain, and the sound was like a wounded beast, full of despair and pain. Lin Ruoxue's heart tightened, "There is obvious tenderness in the abdomen, what is the cause of this disease?" Various possible symptoms emerged in her mind again, but every thought seemed to be wandering in the fog, unable to find a direction.

At this time, the ministers of Nanyue State gathered around and whispered. Minister A said worriedly: "This disease is so strange, can Miss Lin survive?" His eyes were full of doubt and uneasiness, as if he was watching a battle that was doomed to fail. Minister B shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, this is a problem brought by Dali State, I'm afraid it's not so easy to solve." His words were full of helplessness and pessimism, as if he was facing an unbridgeable gap.

The king of Nanyue sat on the throne, looking at Lin Ruoxue nervously, his heart full of expectation and worry. The king thought to himself: "Lin Ruoxue, you must fight for the reputation of Nanyue." His eyes were full of trust and encouragement, as if injecting a powerful force into Lin Ruoxue.

Lin Ruoxue took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm. She knew that at this critical moment, any panic could lead to failure. She kept analyzing various possible causes of the disease in her mind, and the medical knowledge she had learned quickly flashed through her mind. She thought: "Judging from the patient's symptoms, it may be some rare poison or a mysterious epidemic. But which one it is, further examination is needed." Her eyes were full of determination and resolution, as if she was facing a difficult battle.

Lin Ruoxue carefully observed the patient's skin again and found some tiny red spots on it, which made her heart move. Those red spots were like sparks, which were particularly dazzling on the patient's pale skin. "Could these red spots be the key clues to the disease?" She fell into deep thought, as if exploring an unknown world.

The envoy from Dali Kingdom urged impatiently: "Ms. Lin, are you able to do it? Don't waste everyone's time." His words were full of impatience and dissatisfaction, as if he was waiting for an outcome that had already been predetermined.

Lin Ruoxue raised her head, looked at the messenger with firm eyes, and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Matters of medicine must be treated with caution. I will definitely find out the cause of the disease and cure the patient." Her voice was crisp and powerful, like a beating war drum, full of confidence and determination.