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Chapter 28 Despite being extremely careful, I still fell for their trick.

On the eighth day of the month, the Marquis of Anyang's mansion was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums. Bright red silk ribbons stretched from the mansion gate all the way to the main hall, and the mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Guests came and went in an endless stream.

However, the bustling activity of the mansion seemed to be separated from Hongmeng Academy by an invisible barrier, completely unrelated.

Chu Ruohan sent word early in the morning that the young master's health was becoming increasingly weak, and he was suffering from a serious illness. He could not withstand any more exertion, so he declined the invitation to the wedding banquet.

Hongmeng Courtyard was quiet. Chu Ruohan dismissed all those whose words and actions had been slightly suspicious recently, leaving only trusted people to guard the courtyard and be on high alert.

The doors and windows inside were tightly closed, and everything that was eaten or used had to be inspected by doctors in turn to ensure it was free of poison before it could be brought in.

Gu Junze was nestled in the small couch reading a book. After reading for a while, he casually picked up the teacup next to him, but before he could bring it to his lips, he stopped reading.

Chu Ruohan's eyes narrowed sharply. She quickly walked to the bedside and asked urgently, "Has the doctor examined the tea?"

Gu Junze was taken aback at first, then smiled helplessly, put down his teacup, stretched out his long arm, and gently pulled Chu Ruohan to sit down beside him.

He gently tapped her smooth forehead with his long, slender fingers and said in a gentle voice, "I've checked everything thoroughly. You don't need to be so paranoid."

Chu Ruohan subtly distanced herself from Gu Junze. Although they had been sleeping in the same bed every day for the past few days, she was still not used to being so intimate with him.

You can't exactly tell him that you died today in your past life, so you have to find an excuse to brush it off.

"Today, the guests in the mansion are a mixed bag, making it the perfect opportunity to strike. It's always better to be careful."

After speaking, she subtly tightened her grip on the silk handkerchief hidden in her sleeve. The handkerchief was already soaked with sweat from her palm, just like her heart, which was in turmoil at that moment.

Seeing her so cautious, Gu Junze's smile faded. He was about to speak, but before he could utter a word, his face suddenly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Chu Ruohan's heart sank, and she asked urgently, "What's wrong?"

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Junze collapsed onto the couch. Then, his entire body began to convulse violently and uncontrollably, his teeth clenched, and the veins in his neck bulging.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming!"

Chu Ruohan screamed towards the door in a panic, her voice becoming sharp and shrill due to her anxiety.

Despite being so careful and vigilant in everything, did I still fall victim to a trap?

Chu Ruohan's eyes reddened, her heart filled with anxiety, and she tightly hugged Gu Junze's trembling body.

In a state of extreme pain and madness, Gu Junze suddenly bit Chu Ruohan's arm hard.

"Ah..." Chu Ruohan cried out in pain.

Hearing Chu Ruohan's anxious shouts, the guards inside the courtyard tensed up instantly and rushed in like a tidal wave.

Ying Qing's face was solemn, and his steps were hurried. He rushed to the bedside first, calling out "Young Master" repeatedly. His usually calm voice was now trembling slightly.

"Young lady..."

Chu Ruohan's face contorted in pain, yet she stubbornly refrained from struggling. Ying Qing held Gu Junze tightly, and it took Yu Ling and the wet nurse a great deal of effort to pull them apart.

The people inside were in complete chaos.

The wet nurse, her face full of heartache, trembled as she helped Chu Ruohan up her injured arm. Turning to the doctor, she cried out, "Quickly, take a look at Miss! What have we done? She's been bitten like this!"

Chu Ruohan was anxious and yelled at the doctors, "Don't worry about me! Quickly check on the young master!"

Several doctors dared not delay and quickly surrounded Gu Junze, placing their fingers on his wrist, but all of them looked puzzled, their eyes filled with confusion as they looked at each other.

These symptoms?

This pulse was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, seemingly weak yet concealing a strange and unpredictable strength. It was truly a bizarre phenomenon that they had never seen in their half-life of medical practice.

Chu Ruohan simply stood aside, staring intently at Gu Junze, who was still convulsing on the bed, her heart burning with anxiety, yet she forced herself to remain calm.

"Quick, check the tea!"

From morning till night, Gu Junze's every move was being watched, except for the cup of tea he had just drunk, which was the most suspicious.

The doctors worked quickly and efficiently, examining the teacups and teapots carefully. They then fed the remaining tea to the kittens, but after a while, the animals remained lively and showed no signs of poisoning.

Chu Ruohan's heart sank to the bottom. If Gu Junze were dead, all her plans would be in chaos...

Just when everyone was filled with anxiety and had no other options.

Doctor Qian seemed to suddenly remember something, his expression changed, and he exclaimed loudly, "The young master's symptoms are exactly the same as those I saw in an ancient medical book many years ago!"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Yingqing, who was standing beside him, grabbed Doctor Qian's sleeve and asked urgently, "Is there a solution?"

Doctor Qian's gaze was grave. He did not answer directly, but instead asked solemnly, "Are there any remaining medications that the young master took before?"

Chu Ruohan's heart tightened. Without thinking, she immediately ordered, "Yes, go and get the medicine prescribed by Physician Fang, quickly!"

Yu Ling left in a hurry and returned shortly afterward with a medicine box.

Gu Junze hadn't touched the medicine for a long time. Every time it was delivered, she would secretly pour it away when the servants weren't looking. If she hadn't been careful and left the dregs as a precaution, she would probably be at a loss right now.

Doctor Qian took the medicine box, quickly brushed aside the dregs with his fingers, brought it close to his nose to sniff, and then picked up a few strands of remaining herbs and sipped them lightly on his tongue.

After a moment, he let out a long sigh and said with certainty, "Yes, that's it." He looked around at everyone and said slowly, "This medicinal herb is called Ghost Poppy. It has extraordinary effects but is also extremely dangerous."

"It can indeed prolong life and alleviate pain when a person is sick and weak, but once taken, it will be like a maggot clinging to the bone, slowly eroding a person's vitality and spirit, making them listless."

“Long-term use will lead to dependence, and once you stop taking the medicine, you will end up like the young master.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed alarm.

Chu Ruohan asked in a hoarse voice, "What should we do now?"

The doctors looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment, only Gu Junze's frantic cries of pain could be heard in the room.

This rare and mysterious poppy is so rare that most doctors have only heard of it by name. It is almost never seen on the market, let alone in medical books, where there is no record of how to deal with its toxic side effects.

Doctor Qian frowned, gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, "There is no other way at the moment but to let the young master continue to take this medicine and stabilize his condition first."

"Won't they still die sooner or later?"

Ying Qing's eyes widened in anger, her piercing gaze fixed on Song Ruyan. Song Ruyan, not to be outdone, stiffened her neck and glared back.

Seeing that things were not going well, Yu Ling quickly grabbed her and pulled her towards the door, muttering, "My little aunt, can you please calm down? If you can't speak properly, then don't make a sound. Didn't you see Lord Ying Qing's face? It looked like he was going to eat someone alive!"

"I'm not afraid of him at all!" Song Ruyan was being pulled away, but she still wouldn't let it go, "Wasn't I telling the truth?"