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Chapter 15 Vicious Fake Gold 14

Qingyu was speechless. She was too lazy to pay attention to the system and turned to Fuqin, saying, "Put it down. Go and fetch the family physician. Tell him that I drank the things Ji Qingwei sent and that I am terminally ill."

Fuqin looked surprised, then immediately said anxiously, "Miss, if there is really a problem with this medicinal diet, you can't use yourself as an experiment! You mustn't!"

"Just do as I say." Qingyu didn't explain further, her expression full of relief.

Seeing this, Fuqin was worried, but she didn't say anything more. She put down the medicinal food with a heavy heart and left, looking back every few steps.

Qingyu picked up the bowl, her fair and slender fingers forming a stark contrast with the dark medicinal food. As she got closer, the medicinal smell became even stronger, and Qingyu subconsciously guessed the names of other medicines.

The final conclusion was that it was indeed an antidote, but it didn't completely neutralize the toxins in her body.

Yes, from the very beginning, Qingyu sensed that her body was somewhat unusual—it seemed to have been poisoned from the womb, or perhaps it had been present since birth.

Normally, nothing is noticeable, but when it's late at night and all is quiet, Qingyu can clearly feel a slight pain in her body.

She was unsure if she was overthinking things before, but now that she's realized her pharmacological habits, she's certain.

Thinking about the original owner's final fate, Qingyu was somewhat surprised, but not afraid.

"No wonder Ji Qingwei kept wanting the male supporting character to take your pulse, so that's why..." The system belatedly realized what was going on, looked up and saw Qingyu about to drink the bowl of medicine, which scared it so much that the entire system rolled over and hugged Qingyu's arm.

He yelled, "What are you doing! This wasn't in the script!"

“But the plot has already gone awry.” Qingyu remained remarkably calm. She parted her lips slightly, and the medicine entered her mouth. It seemed somewhat bitter. Qingyu’s brows furrowed slightly, but only for a moment, before she regained her composed demeanor.

She gently closed her eyes, feeling the medicine slowly flowing through her body, taking away the slight pain and leaving behind a sense of tranquility and peace from within.

Song Jinnian truly deserves to be called a divine physician; although this prescription isn't exactly the right one for the symptoms, it's still excellent.

As the last drop of medicine slid down her throat, she gently put down the porcelain bowl, a faint smile playing on her lips. She glanced at the system beside her, which looked utterly lifeless, and found it quite amusing, smiling broadly.

"What are you afraid of? So what if the plot is messed up? As long as I'm vicious enough, that's all that matters. Our goal is malice points." Qingyu was initially forced to stay within the framework of the role-playing system set up by the system, but later she suddenly realized—

Isn't it just a matter of malice? The plot is inherently unstable. If we follow the plot exactly the same way every time, Qingyu won't be able to cope with any unexpected events in the future.

These words startled the system slightly, its mechanical mind racing—in the end, it had to admit that Qingyu actually made sense!

And then there's that other 250 system that often messes up the plot...

The system felt it was a bit outdated.

Seeing that the system had stopped talking and was now listless, Qingyu's eyes were full of smiles. Her ears twitched slightly, and she noticed a noise at the door. She quickly adjusted her breathing.

So when Fuqin nervously led the family physician in, she saw Qingyu's pale face and was immediately startled, letting out a scream, "Miss?!"

Qingyu's body stiffened slightly from the sound, and she quickly coughed weakly. Her slender fingers lightly touched her forehead, as if she was extremely uncomfortable, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes lost their youthful charm.

"Cough cough, doctor, thank you for your help. My body is really weak. I only drank a little of the medicinal food that Qingwei brought, and I didn't expect to..."

The unfinished words turned into a bitter smile, her eyes lowered, making her appear pitiful, weak, and helpless.

The physician was shocked. When he saw the empty bowl beside him and faintly smelled a medicinal aroma, he became anxious. "How can you drink medicinal food so casually?"

After saying that, he quickly began to take Qingyu's pulse.

Qingyu was pleased and was thinking about the next step when she turned her head and caught sight of the important person playing the zither with tears in her eyes, staring intently at the physician, completely unaware of the look she was giving her. Helpless, Qingyu sighed repeatedly.

Her maid was really...

Somewhat slow.

Well, I guess the others will find out soon too.

After a long while, the physician looked at Qingyu with a serious expression and asked uncertainly, "Is Miss feeling unwell?"

Qingyu's eyes flickered, and she answered weakly, "I haven't been able to sleep lately, and I have chest pains. I don't know if that counts?"

The physician's expression grew increasingly grave. After much deliberation, he forced a smile and said, "Miss is probably overthinking things. I'll prescribe some calming medicine."

As soon as she finished speaking, hurried footsteps came from outside the door. A moment later, Madam Ji and Ji Qingwei arrived with a group of maids.

Madam Ji looked at the royal physician in alarm, "What happened? Is Qingyu sick?"

He quickly moved closer to Qingyu, looking her up and down with worry in his eyes, "Qingyu, what's wrong? Don't scare me..."

Upon hearing this, Qingyu seemed to subconsciously look up at Ji Qingwei, whose brow twitched. Then, Qingyu whispered, "Mother, it has nothing to do with my sister. It's just that I'm weak."

He coughed softly as he spoke, looking so pitiful that it evoked sympathy in people.

Ji Qingwei felt flustered. She looked at the empty bowl beside her, her mind blank.

But that's Song Jinnian's prescription, how could it be wrong?!

Thinking of the poison in Qingyu's body, Ji Qingwei, unusually composed, asked urgently, "Qingyu, where do you feel unwell? Wait here, I'll let you know."

However, before she could finish speaking, Fuqin, who was in the corner, suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Second Miss, why are you pretending to be so sympathetic here?!"

Then, crying, she said to Madam Ji, "Madam, actually, Miss fell ill because she drank the medicinal food that Second Miss sent!"

Everyone was shocked, and all eyes turned to Ji Qingwei.

Ji Qingwei's face turned deathly pale instantly. She glared at Fuqin and angrily retorted, "You're talking nonsense! How could the medicinal food I sent make Qingyu sick!"

She clearly wanted Qingyu to recover!

A hint of surprise flashed in Qingyu's eyes. She hadn't expected Fuqin to suddenly become so intelligent and reveal the truth at this moment.

A flash of satisfaction crossed her eyes, and Qingyu immediately pretended to be weak, leaning gently against her mother. Her thin shoulders trembled, and her voice was choked with sobs. "Mother, is it because my appearance really makes Qingwei uncomfortable? If not, please send me away. At least I can save my life and be able to see you more often in the future, which will be enough."

After these words, Ji Qingwei was immediately condemned. Ji's mother stroked Qingyu's head with pity, then glared angrily at Ji Qingwei, "Qingwei, why did you treat Qingyu like this?! Where did this medicinal food come from?"

Ji Qingwei was even more panicked than her mother at this moment. She couldn't imagine what would happen if Qingyu really got into trouble.

She wanted to turn around and question Song Jinnian immediately, but in this situation, she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. She felt as if her heart was soaking in bitter water.

Seeing that she did not answer, Ji's mother became more and more disappointed. Just as she was about to say something, Ji Qingbao, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, started shouting.

Just now, Ji's mother disliked him because he was a man and wouldn't let him in, but there's been no sound for so long, and Ji Qingbao is getting anxious!

"Mother? Mother, let me in quickly! How is Sister Qingyu? Where is Sister Qingwei?"

Madam Ji frowned, instructing her personal maid to go outside and deal with Ji Qingbao. She then immediately turned and ordered someone to examine the bowl of medicinal food. After thinking for a moment, Madam Ji directly asked the family physician, "Doctor, can you identify the medicine in this?"