Peerless Medical Emperor

Zhuge Yunduan strode confidently to Young Master Zheng’s side. In his eyes, Young Master Zheng’s condition was just a minor ailment that his pill could cure.

So, without a second thought, he placed the pill directly into Young Master Zheng’s mouth.

Less than a minute after swallowing the pill, Young Master Zheng slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhuge Yunduan was more excited than anyone.

"Patriarch Zheng, you see? After taking my medicine, your son has woken up."

Zhuge Yunduan said, beaming.

Seeing his son wake up, Patriarch Zheng was, of course, overjoyed as well.

"My son, my son!"

Zheng Shifang kept calling out to his son.

Zheng Yuanchang slowly blinked.

Even Situ Xian found the scene unbelievable.

"How can this be?"

Situ Xian murmured, his face a mask of disbelief.

"This isn’t a good thing."

Chen Qingdi remarked quietly from the side.

"Patriarch Zheng, did you hear what this brat just said? He actually claimed that Young Master Zheng waking up isn’t a good thing."

"If this isn’t a good thing,"

"then I’d like to know what is."

"Don’t tell me you were hoping for Young Master Zheng to die, you brat?"

Zhuge Yunduan said coldly.

"I’m afraid your pill is only producing adverse effects."

"It has no real beneficial effect."

Chen Qingdi stated calmly.

"What are you talking about? No real effect?"

"If it has no real effect, then tell me, how did Young Master Zheng just wake up?"

"Why couldn’t you wake him?"

"All you do is stand there spouting nonsense,"

Zhuge Yunduan snapped.

Although Young Master Zheng was awake, his eyes were vacant, as if devoid of all awareness.

"Yuanchang! Yuanchang, my boy, how are you feeling?"

Zheng Shifang kept calling his son’s name.

But Zheng Yuanchang still didn’t react at all; he had only opened his eyes.

Moreover, Zheng Yuanchang’s complexion, which had shown signs of improvement, now turned deathly pale.

"Dr. Zhuge, what’s going on?"

"My son has opened his eyes, but why isn’t he reacting at all?"

Zheng Shifang asked.

"Yes, something’s not right,"

Situ Xian added.

"Indeed. What is the explanation for this?"

Steward Su asked, his voice filled with worry.

Zhuge Yunduan froze for a moment. He looked over at Young Master Zheng and saw that although the young man’s eyes were open, he was like a walking corpse, his gaze completely lifeless.

"Young Master Zheng! Young Master Zheng!"

"How are you feeling?"

Zhuge Yunduan asked, raising his voice.

But Zheng Yuanchang just stared blankly, not saying a word.

"What in the world is going on?!"

Zheng Shifang demanded loudly.

He could clearly tell something was very wrong with his son.

Zhuge Yunduan looked at Young Master Zheng’s condition, momentarily speechless. He could only shake his head, a gesture of his own helplessness.

"What’s wrong with my son? Say something!"

Zheng Shifang stared coldly at Zhuge Yunduan.

"He looks fine to me."

"There shouldn’t be a problem."

"Look, he’s awake, isn’t he?"

Zhuge Yunduan was being incredibly stubborn.

Just then, Young Master Zheng began to cough violently.

Then, with a retch, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His entire body began to convulse, his legs kicked out once, and he passed out completely.

Seeing this, Zheng Shifang’s mind went blank, a buzzing sound filling his ears.

He had mistakenly trusted Zhuge Yunduan, hoping his son could be cured quickly.

He never imagined something like this would happen, and it sent Zheng Shifang into a rage.

"Seize Zhuge Yunduan!"

Zheng Shifang bellowed.

At Zheng Shifang’s command, a large group of men swarmed forward from all sides.

After all, while Jingxi was a second-tier city, it wasn’t that far behind the capital, Kyoto. The status of a second-tier noble family was still incredibly high.

Naturally, the family had servants in droves.

Zhuge Yunduan hadn’t expected to be seized so quickly.

’He had been thinking that after saving Young Master Zheng, he would reap enormous benefits—the Zheng Family’s company and their ultimate treasure.’

’Now, it seemed, just getting out of here alive would be a struggle.’

"I can still save Young Master Zheng! That was just a minor slip-up!"

Zhuge Yunduan said, struggling against his captors.

"Let him go. I’d like to see just how he plans to save my son."

"If anything happens to my son, you’ll be joining him in death today."

Patriarch Zheng said with chilling indifference.

As the Zheng Family’s servants released him, Zhuge Yunduan’s heart pounded in his chest. To be honest, he had zero confidence he could actually cure Young Master Zheng.

He had only dared to claim he could cure him earlier because he wanted to try his luck.

After all, the pill he had developed could indeed cure some basic illnesses.

But Young Master Zheng’s condition was far too strange; curing it was next to impossible.

Had he known the situation would turn out like this, Zhuge Yunduan would never have come.

The thought made Zhuge Yunduan’s expression turn sour.

Seeing Zhuge Yunduan’s pained expression, Chen Qingdi knew that even if the man were allowed to try again, he wouldn’t be able to diagnose anything.

’What a quack.’

Zhuge Yunduan walked tentatively to Young Master Zheng’s side and began examining his condition. He checked and rechecked, but after a long while, he still couldn’t figure out a thing.

His face was a picture of awkwardness.

"I... I truly have no way to treat Young Master Zheng."

"His condition is beyond my expectations. I misdiagnosed him."

Zhuge Yunduan admitted.

"Misdiagnosed?!"

Hearing this, Patriarch Zheng was utterly furious.

"Beat him!"

Patriarch Zheng ordered, seething with anger.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

The Zheng Family’s servants descended upon Zhuge Yunduan with a flurry of kicks and punches.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Zhuge Yunduan didn’t fight back at first.

But his assailants grew increasingly vicious, and he finally couldn’t take it anymore.

"Enough is enough!"

"I’m a member of the Medical Martial Arts Association, and I’m at the Innate realm myself!"

"When a doctor treats a patient, a misdiagnosis is well within the realm of possibility!"

"Besides, Young Master Zheng was already terminally ill! Even Divine Physician Situ said there was no hope for him!"

"I used every trick I know and failed to cure him, and now you’re going to treat me like this? I refuse to accept it!"

Zhuge Yunduan shouted angrily.

Never in his life had he been so humiliated.

"And you have the nerve to feel wronged?"

"You refuse to accept it? What is there for you not to accept?"

"Look at what you’ve done to my son!"

Patriarch Zheng roared, his fury boiling over.

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