For many days, the atmosphere in the capital was very depressing. The fastest chapter is on, not only are the civil and military officials more cautious than before, but even the common people have become silent.

Tuoheqi almost lived in the yamen and didn't even return home. The Assassins had left too few clues to be clueless. And there are only five days left before Kangxi's last ultimatum. Toheqi felt like his hair was turning gray!

The one in the palace has sent a message, telling him to investigate the matter clearly! No matter what means you use, you have to come up with a result!

He knew in his heart that his official position was not only his own, but also that of the one in the palace. At the beginning, he was able to sit in the position of the commander of the Nine Gates, and he had made a lot of efforts from it.

It's just that in this messy situation, how can we come up with a result? Is it a fraud?

As soon as this thought came out, it seemed to take root in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it! As he thought about it, he felt more and more that the idea was feasible.

Anyway, the Assassins don't know where they came from, and it's okay to create an identity. For example, it is not without organizations that oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty today. Just give the assassins an identity, and make a past that can be explained, and you should be able to deal with it!

At least he has to deal with the difficulties in front of him first and keep his official position. As for the real behind-the-scenes planning, you can slowly and secretly investigate later.

No one knew that the fourth master had secretly accepted Kangxi's will to investigate the assassin. The fastest chapter is up, and everyone is waiting for news from Tuoheqi's side.

And the poison on the eighth master's body finally developed an antidote three days after the incident.

The imperial physician and the court judge of the Tai Hospital came to the Eighth Master Mansion together. For this antidote, the two stayed awake for two days and two nights. Now it depends on the effect of the eighth master's medication.

Mao Tongtong was actually worried. Nowadays, this era is not as developed as modern technology, and you can first do an experiment or something to study something. Now because of the urgency of time, I can only test the effect directly on the eighth master, and I don't even have time to find someone to test the poison.

"Imperial Physician Wang, this medicine won't have any effect on Lord Belle's body, right?" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but ask.

Imperial Physician Wang's expression was a little embarrassed. He really didn't dare to make a guarantee now. Before leaving the palace, he and the court told the emperor about the possible consequences of the drug in the Qianqing Palace. After getting the emperor's nod, they came to test the medicine for the eighth master.

The court judge on the side said calmly: "The ministers are only seven or eight points sure." This matter also has the permission of the emperor. The longer the eighth master is poisoned, the less likely it is to detoxify, and even if it is finally studied, the harm to the eighth master's body will be great. Now it can only be done in a hurry. ”

Guo Luo Luo glanced at Mao Tongtong and said, "The two imperial doctors don't have to worry, they are also in a hurry if they want to come to Huang Ama." （/\）”

As a concubine, she is also here today. When he said this, he seemed to be ignorant.

The eighth master has not had any more symptoms in the past two days, and he has not vomited black blood after drinking the detoxification soup of the imperial doctor, but he is becoming more and more weak. This will weakly speak: "I know that you have done your best, if you really can't cure the poison, it is also my life." ”

"I'll be fine!" Mao Tongtong blurted out! Even according to the normal historical trajectory, the eighth master would not have died so early! She went through one game, not to mention letting the eighth master change the tragic end, and she shouldn't shorten the life span of the eighth master!

The eighth master smiled faintly and said to the two imperial doctors, "Let's start." ”

Imperial Physician Wang nodded, and asked people to bring up the boiled antidote.

Mao Tongtong helped the eighth master to lean on the bed, and took the decoction from Qingzhu to feed the eighth master.

The medicine was very bitter, the eighth master drank it and frowned, and his stomach was very uncomfortable, and he felt like he wanted to vomit.

These two **** almost have no appetite to eat, or Mao Tongtong thinks about making different soups and porridges in the kitchen every day, and coaxes him to eat something.

But as soon as this medicine is in my stomach, my stomach feels like it's going to burn, just like the feeling of being hungry for a long time.

"Let's eat a candied fruit." Mao Tongtong said.

She can't try this medicine today, but she feels bitter when she smells it, and then looks at the expression of the eighth master who drank it, and it tastes even more bitter.

The eighth master shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Mao Tongtong asked.

Imperial Physician Wang also spoke: "How does Lord Belle feel now?" Tell Weichen about it. Do you feel sick to the stomach? ”

"Hmm." The eighth master answered. He didn't speak, feeling as if he could spit out all the medicine he had just drunk!

"That's right. This is how it feels to drink this medicine. Because it has been three days since Baylor was poisoned, the poison began to invade the body, so the antidote had to be more violent. Doctor Wang said.

"If the eighth master wants to vomit for a while, he will vomit, don't bear it." The court verdict said a word on the side.

Mao Tongtong asked Qingzhu to prepare a basin to prevent the eighth master from vomiting.

The waiting time is the hardest. No one knows how long it will take for this antidote to have an effect, or how much of an effect it will have. So everyone in the room stared at the eighth master's reaction, and they didn't dare to come out.

An hour passed, and a layer of fine sweat began to slowly ooze from the eighth master's forehead.

"Is it hot?" Mao Tongtong asked while wiping.

The eighth master frowned and said, "My stomach is uncomfortable. ”

"Imperial Physician Wang!" Mao Tongtong hurriedly called. As soon as she heard that the eighth master was uncomfortable, she felt panicked.

"Does Lord Belle want to throw up?" Imperial Physician Wang asked.

The eighth master nodded, shook his head again, his face was even more ugly, but he didn't seem to have the strength to speak again.

When Imperial Physician Wang was about to ask the eighth master whether he wanted to vomit or not, he saw that the eighth master suddenly bounced up from the bed and threw up while lying on the side of the bed.

Mao Tongtong sat on the edge of the bed and hurriedly helped the eighth master to pat him on the back.

The copper basin that had just been prepared next to the bed was full of black blood spit out by the eighth master, as well as a foul smell.

Guo Luo Luo subconsciously covered his mouth and took two steps back.

"It's finally working!" Imperial Physician Wang's face showed a hint of joy.

The eighth master vomited a lot of black blood this time, not like he only vomited on the first day. It took a while to vomit before the eighth master stopped, and the last two mouthfuls of blood had turned bright red.

"Does Lord Baylor still feel that his stomach burns badly?" Doctor Wang asked and checked the pulse of the eighth master.

"It's better." Eight Masters said.

"Lord Xu, you can also take a look at the pulse of the eighth master." After checking the pulse, Dr. Wang did not say the result, but looked at the court's judgment.

Xu Yuan's judgment did not refuse, and immediately came over to check the pulse of the eighth master.

Just before feeding the eighth master medicine, he also took his pulse once. As soon as the two sides are compared, you will know whether the poison in the body has been solved.

Mao Tongtong stared at these two people, and his eyes were about to pop out! The wait for the last critical moment is even more worrying.