After Lin Feilu climbed over the wall and entered, she had already gone straight to Lin Ting’s room. Lin Ting used the excuse of rest and sent back all the servants who were supposed to be at his beck and call. At this time, the entire courtyard was very quiet. Lin Feilu rushed to the door and pushed the door, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.
As she tried to break the door, she shouted, “Eldest Imperial Brother! Are you there?! Eldest Imperial Brother, don’t mess around and open the door!”
No one answered her.
Lin Feilu was so anxious that tears were about to spill, but she took a few steps back and suddenly exerted her strength. Her body slammed forward quickly and ruthlessly against the door. A collision like this seemed to be able to break the bones of someone without martial training, but the door was successfully knocked down by her. Lin Feilu didn’t care about the pulsing pain as she rushed into the house.
Lin Ting was lying on the bed, wearing a blue outfit as he laid down on the bed. His face was pale, but there was a smile on his lips.
A white porcelain vase rolled down beside the bed.
It was as if Lin Feilu was being strangled by the throat as she was unable to utter a word. She rushed to the bed to hold Lin Ting’s hand, finding that there was still a bit of body heat emanating from his hands as they were not completely cold. She endured her trembles and laid down on his chest to listen to her brother’s heartbeat.
It was weak. His heartbeat was so weak that it felt like it was going to stop at any given moment.
Lin Feilu burst into tears, “Meng Fuji! Meng Fuji—”
Meng Fuji finally ran into the courtyard at this time. Hearing the cries coming from inside, he knew that something was wrong. As he ran, he told the now bewildered servant, “Go! Prepare hot water and salt water!”
The servant quickly went.
Meng Fuji rushed into the house and saw that Lin Feilu had helped Lin Ting sit up from the bed. She sobbed as she spoke, “He’s taken poison! The medicine bottle is by the bed, hurry and look at what poison it is and think of a way to help him. Meng Fuji, think of a way…”
Meng Fuji picked up the small porcelain vase by the bed and smelled it. He immediately said, “It’s Fengli grass.”
He hurriedly checked Lin Ting’s pulse again, “His body still has some heat, which means it hasn’t been long since he took the poison. Princess, please hold onto him!”
Lin Feilu immediately followed his orders as Meng Fuji pulled out several medicine bottles from the medicine box. The imperial doctor prepared the medicine as quickly as possible before he squeezed Lin Ting’s chin and poured the whole bottle of medicine down his throat.
Lin Ting had lost consciousness at this time and couldn’t swallow anything normally. Meng Fuji went through a lot of effort to get him to drink it.
Lin Feilu asked while crying, “Is it the antidote?”
Meng Fuji shook his head, “It’s just a medicine to induce vomiting. I’m going to let him spit out what he took first.”
After that, he took out a row of silver needles from the medicine box and stuck them on each of Lin Ting’s acupuncture points. While slowing the spread of poison, he stimulated the acupoints to induce vomiting.
Under the stimulation of drugs and acupuncture, the unconscious Lin Ting twitched and vomited.
Lin Feilu knelt down beside him. She didn’t complain about the filth even though his vomit was practically all over her. She hurriedly asked Meng Fuji, “Is he fine now? Is everything okay?”