The Marchioness spoke, and Yun Jinnian looked at her, somewhat surprised.
She also silently lamented her own haste.
Yet, given another chance, with a human life at stake, she would still intervene.
Yunnian nodded her head, examined the elderly mistress, then went aside to prepare a prescription. The ingredients in the medicine that Yun Jinnian prescribed were rather peculiar. The Marchioness was familiar with them, but they had never been administered to the elderly mistress before.
"This?" the Marchioness inquired, puzzled.
"The elderly mistress suffered a stroke due to extreme grief and rage, coupled with years of poisoning in her body. Is that correct, Marchioness?" Yun Jinnian spoke as she returned to the bedside and pulled out the silver needles, the tips of which were all blackened.
"The poison has penetrated her internal organs; without detoxification and treatment, the elderly mistress will not survive past two months!"
