He mustered all his strength:
"B-back to the Fan Residence! The b-back gate, hang a lantern!"
After saying that, he nearly passed out.
At this point, he could only pin his hopes on that person!
He just did not know whether that fellow was in the Capital!
The poison had penetrated his vital organs. He could hold on for a while, but not much longer.
If that person was still here and arrived in time, he should be able to save him!
"What? You said Fan Xian returned to the Fan Residence?"
As Emperor Qing listened to the report from the Imperial Academy of Medicine's messenger, his expression shifted uncertainly.
He had not expected that, even after he had awakened Fan Xian, the Imperial Academy of Medicine would still be helpless against Fan Xian's injuries and poison.
"Useless! A pack of useless fools!"
Emperor Qing cursed bitterly. The guards and eunuchs around him were so frightened that they dropped to their knees.
He drew a deep breath and looked at the chief Imperial Physician, who knelt on the floor trembling like chaff in a sieve, then waved irritably:
"Get out!"
As though granted a pardon, the man scrambled out.
Emperor Qing exhaled, braced both hands against the imperial desk, and murmured to himself:
"Fan Xian, you must hold on for me! Back to the Fan Residence... are you... looking for Old Five?"
While Emperor Qing was lost in thought, Eunuch Hou entered from outside with his back bowed, holding a memorial in both hands.
"Your Majesty, Lord Ye has submitted another memorial pleading for Commander Gong's pardon!"
Lord Ye was Ye Zhong.
Commander Gong was, of course, Gong Dian.
The assassination attempt at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Gathering had shaken the world.
Gong Dian had failed in his duty to