Pu Zhengying paid no attention to the young man, took out a small porcelain bottle he carried with him, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Pu Dongxi's mouth.
The entire ward was instantly filled with a fresh scent of medicinal herbs.
Just a few minutes after swallowing the pill, the green hue on Pu Dongxi's face began to fade. Although he was still somewhat pale, all the Korean doctors knew the poison had been neutralized by Pu Zhengying.
Everyone then showed a sigh of relief on their faces.
As the grandson of the controller of one of the three major medical groups in Goryeo, if something had happened to Pu Dongxi here, even if they weren't responsible for the poisoning, they could not escape the blame.
Seeing Pu Dongxi's color returning, Pu Zhengying slowly stood up, glanced at the Korean doctors present, and said indifferently, "Although Pu Dongxi was at fault first, the punishment was indeed a bit excessive. Moreover, we can't just go back in such a dejected manner."
