jdhmnovel Chapter 1304 Winning over
Chapter 1304 Winning over
He quickly chased after her and said, "Dr. Huijun, you can't leave. I still have many wounded here. What if something happens to them?"
Huijun frowned and stared at him: "Old Han, there should be a limit to doing good deeds. We've already treated their wounds, what more do you want? Do you expect us to keep offering our kindness to others without them even noticing? They won't appreciate it at all!"
Old Man Han touched his nose sheepishly and explained in a low voice, "Perhaps that young master's attitude was a bit poor, but they don't seem to be short of money. Once they recover, they will definitely pay you for your medical treatment!"
Huijun handed him two bottles of medicine and said, "My kindness ends here. I need to go to town to buy some herbs, so I'll be going now!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she left quickly.
Old Man Han called out to her anxiously twice, but she didn't respond at all.
They even walked faster and faster, disappearing in an instant.
Old Man Han shook his head helplessly: "Alas, the young master and the others are still recovering from their injuries. How can Doctor Huijun abandon them?"
He turned to look at Zhan Yan's room again, feeling that he shouldn't anger Doctor Huijun.
At this moment, Doctor Huijun had returned to her pharmacy. As soon as she entered the room, a cold, long sword was placed against her neck.
She was so frightened that she shuddered and said in a trembling voice, "Hero, spare my life! Whether it's money or something else, we can talk it over!"
She deliberately suppressed her breathing, afraid that if she breathed too hard, the sharp sword would slit her throat.
"Spare me?" A deep, magnetic voice sounded from above, carrying a hint of amusement and coldness.
He said sarcastically, "Dr. Huijun has practiced medicine for many years and saved countless lives. Now you're afraid?"
The voice was unfamiliar and carried an inexplicable sense of oppression, causing Huijun's heart to tighten.
She slowly raised her eyes and saw the man in front of her wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, and a face so handsome it was almost otherworldly.
But there was no warmth in his eyes, only a bottomless gloom.
The long sword in his hand gleamed with a ghostly blue light, clearly poisoned. The blade was less than half an inch from her neck; with just a slight push, she would die on the spot.
"Who are you?" Huijun's voice was still trembling, but she managed to maintain some composure: "I have no grudge against you, why did you ambush me in my pharmacy?"
The man chuckled, sheathed his longsword, but maintained his superior posture, his gaze sweeping over the neatly arranged porcelain bottles in her pharmacy before finally settling on her pale face.
He raised an eyebrow dismissively: "Doctor Huijun recently rescued a seriously injured young master and his wounded men at the beach, is that true?"
Huijun's heart skipped a beat; she hadn't expected him to know about this.
She instinctively took a half step back, looking at him warily: "I was just doing my duty as a doctor to save him, what exactly do you want?"
The man walked up to her, his tone suddenly turning cold, "If I told you that Zhan Yan is my mortal enemy, Rong Jue's nemesis, would you still think that's your duty?"
"Rong Jue?" Hui Jun was shocked and her whole body trembled.
This name is legendary. Everyone in the Kingdom of Li knows that Rong Jue, the Grand Protector of the Heavenly Mandate Palace, is ruthless and wields immense power. Anyone who opposes him inevitably meets a tragic end.
She never imagined that the person she saved would be Rong Jue's mortal enemy.
Seeing her shocked expression, Rong Jue's lips curled into a cruel smile: "It seems you know me. In that case, I won't beat around the bush. I want Zhan Yan dead, and you are the best candidate to get close to him."
Huijun's face grew even paler with fright. She stammered, "I'm just a healer. I don't want to get involved in your fight. Protector Rong, if you want Zhan Yan's life, you can do it yourself. Why use me?"
She was filled with regret. Why did she have to meddle and try to save people? Now, not only did she not gain anything, but she also lost her life.
It's a complete loss!
Rong Jue scoffed: "Zhan Yan is exceptionally skilled and has secret guards protecting him. If I were to act rashly, I might alert him. But you are different."
His gaze fell on her, scrutinizing and calculating. "You saved his life. Although he is wary of you, he won't be too suspicious. As long as you help me poison his medicine, I will not only give you endless wealth, but also ensure the safety of your family."
When her family was mentioned, Huijun's body stiffened abruptly.
It has to be said that Rong Jue's words hit her weak spot perfectly.
Rong Jue naturally noticed her unusual expression and continued, "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing. This is a highly toxic substance that causes decay upon entering the body; it's colorless and odorless, and if mixed into ointments or decoctions, it will be completely undetectable."
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and threw it in front of Huijun. "Its effects are slow. In the early stages, it will only make him dizzy and weak, and slow down the healing of his wounds. Once the poison penetrates into his bone marrow, he will rot and die!"
Huijun stared at the porcelain vase in front of her, her heart torn between two conflicting emotions.
She had practiced medicine for many years, adhering to the principles of a healer, and had never intended to harm anyone. However, Rong Jue's threat was imminent; if she refused, not only would her own life be in danger, but her family would also be implicated.
Rong Jue seemed to see through her hesitation, his tone tinged with impatience: "Doctor Huijun, I don't have that much patience to wait for you to consider. I'll give you three days. Either you take this bottle of poison and get close to Zhan Yan, or I'll have to make your family pay the price for your stubbornness."
His voice was icy cold, carrying an undeniable resolve.
Huijun trembled and looked up at Rong Jue, only to see that the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised, clearly not a joke.
"How can you guarantee that you will spare my family after it's done?" Huijun gritted her teeth, her voice filled with a final struggle.
Rong Jue chuckled, took out a jade pendant from his robes, and tossed it to her: "This is a token of the Heavenly Mandate Palace. Take it. Once it's done, I will naturally fulfill my promise with this token."
He paused, then added, "Of course, if you dare to play any tricks or leak even the slightest information, I will make you and your family die even more miserably than Zhan Yan."
Huijun took the jade pendant; her fingertips were icy cold, and her back was covered in cold sweat.
She knew she had no other choice.
Rong Jue nodded in satisfaction at her resigned expression: "Very good. Three days from now, I will send someone to wait for your news at the dilapidated temple by the sea. Remember, don't disappoint me."
After saying that, he turned around, and his pale figure disappeared like a ghost at the entrance of the pharmacy, leaving only a faint sandalwood scent mixed with the medicinal fragrance inside, making people nauseous.
Huijun collapsed to the ground, tears finally streaming down her face. Looking at the porcelain vase on the floor and the jade pendant in her hand, her heart was filled with despair and regret. She had only wanted to live a peaceful life, but she had been dragged into this conspiracy, and now she could only follow his orders.