Forensic Imperial Concubine

The guard looked at the middle-aged man, and the latter felt that he had no time to waste, as his master was breathing more and more rapidly. He gritted his teeth and decided to make an attempt. "Please, sir."

Harper handed the dagger to one of the guards. "Take it, please. My lady gave it to me. If I lose it, her fury will be terrible."

"Please rest assured, sir."

Harper stepped forward and felt the young man's pulse. She found that his heart was beating irregularly, so she took out a needle bag and said, "Unbutton his clothes. I must give him an acupuncture treatment."

The middle-aged man saw the silver needle in Harper's hand and quickly undid his master's clothing. Harper promptly put the needle into the young man's body. His breathing soon improved, becoming smoother, but his face was still pale.

"How curious. It's not a heart condition, so why does he have symptoms of heart disease? Has he been poisoned?" Harper murmured to herself. The middle-aged man was surprised by her comment, but he said nothing.

"Sir, will my master be all right?"

"He is fine now. I estimate he has been like this for almost ten years," replied Harper, as she withdrew the needle.

"That's right. Do you have any cure for him, sir?" the middle-aged man asked hopefully. "My master has spent all year looking for physicians. We have inquired of many famous physicians, but they were unable to help him. So all these years he keeps taking medicine to alleviate his pain."

Without saying anything, Harper suddenly pinched the young man on his chin. The middle-aged man felt his master was offended and quickly slapped the back of her hand, which turned red in an instant.

Harper rubbed the back of her hand and asked him, "Why did you do that?"

"How dare you!" the servant reprimanded her. It seemed to him that Harper was trying to be flirtatious.

"Ahem." The patient coughed and looked at the middle-aged man in disapproval. "Samuel, he just wanted to confirm my condition. Sir, please forgive my servant's rudeness."

Harper massaged the back of her aching hand, and it felt as if this servant had almost broken her bone. But since his master had made such a good apology, she said, "It doesn't matter. It was my fault. I did it too abruptly."

"You should recuperate in a good environment. Why don't you stay at home to rest? How can you think of travelling now? Aren't you suffering?" Harper asked, feeling perplexed, as she extended her hand to the young man again. There was a strange bluish mark near his chin. This mark was concerning, so she had pinched his chin to check it just now, but she had been slapped.

"I am weary of my long suffering from this disease. All my family have been seeking a physician everywhere for me, and this time I also came out to search for one." A moment ago the young man seemed like an invalid, but now his voice had become full of strength.

no indication of a pulse. She blinked

extended her hand to the artery of his neck. His loyal servant Samuel wanted to slap her hand again, but the young man prevented him in time. He detected no malevolence in Harper. He felt familiar with her, and her faint aroma of medicine told him that she was

such a strange pulse. When you're unwell, I can feel your pulse, but when your condition is alleviated,

darkened instantly. 'My master has such a terrible disease. How can this person call

young. How long have you

I was born. You suffer from a disease," Harper said

do," the man affirmed. He suffered from a disease, not poison, but it was a very rare one. When he was feeling well, even the best physicians couldn't diagnose him,

out a green china bottle and said, "I have this medicine here. It's better than yours. Take one pill each

very much, my friend." The man accepted it without hesitation.

is Harrell." Harper used this

"What an interesting coincidence. My surname is also Qin,

wheel is broken. Repairing it will be a challenge. Wait a moment. My men are on their way and will arrive soon. I'll ask them to give our

astonishment. He had assumed that Harper was a young man from a rich family and was just hanging out, but the case

snowy road. Several guards surrounded Felton Qin

her, and then threw

put it on obediently, and right away she felt much warmer. "Their carriage is

of our business! We don't have time to pick up stray cats and dogs from the roadside!" Matthew said coldly and looked at

stop his servant from saying another word. Then he

you for your help. I will be in grave danger without it. If I would disturb you to

only had one carriage, and if it was given to them, how

at him and said, "Brother, you seem to be depressed. Would you like

smile on her face, Matthew thought, 'Damn it! I can surrender in front of her, but not in front

we put you? You are weak and not as strong as these warriors, who won't suffer from the cold weather. Besides, I don't care about anyone else's survival," Matthew said crossly. Then, he turned to Felton Qin and added, "And you!

the dagger from the man. "I asked him to hold it," she

These strangers were not common people, and

at him stubbornly. She was determined to lend them her carriage, and had no

headache. He knew her personality, and that he would not be able to win this argument. "Fine. I'll give