I insist

Chapter 319: Only She Can Save Us

The emperor was so frightened that he could barely walk. Ming Taicheng quickly followed the emperor, leaving Song Miqiu kneeling there alone.

Song Miqiu, Song Miqiu, never imagined you'd capsize in such a ditch! Song Miqiu is truly heartbroken!

"Imperial Physician Ming, how is she! Is Consort Li alright?!"

The Emperor kept anxiously asking, "How is it? How is it?"

Ming Taicheng took Li Fei's hand and felt her pulse. The situation was not very optimistic, and postpartum hemorrhage was the greatest danger of pregnancy. Ming Taicheng didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Ming Taicheng, say something! Why are you frowning?" The Emperor was extremely anxious when he saw that Ming Taicheng was not saying a word and he did not know the situation.

“Your Majesty, Consort Li’s situation is rather special. My abilities are limited, and I’m afraid I have no other choice.” Ming Taicheng said with some difficulty.

"Ming Taicheng, you know the head of the academy, I'm supporting you, and yet you tell me you're incompetent? Do you really think I wouldn't dare punish you?"

The emperor was furious, and everyone knelt down, not one daring to raise their head.

At this moment, Ming Taicheng cautiously said, "Your Majesty, I have no solution, but Song Miqiu should have one. Although she is my subordinate, her medical skills are superior to mine. Why not let Song Miqiu examine Consort Li?"

When the Emperor heard the name Song Miqiu, he was first taken aback, and then he was very disbelieving of Song Miqiu. If he could put saffron in Consort Li's medicine to prevent miscarriage, could he really treat Consort Li sincerely?

"I don't trust her!" The Emperor hesitated for a long time but still did not intend to use Song Miqiu.

Ming Taicheng said anxiously, "Your Majesty, I believe that Song Miqiu would never do something like poisoning someone with saffron. Besides, the situation is urgent, and Consort Li's life is in danger."

The Emperor was somewhat moved by Ming Taicheng's words, but what if Song Miqiu really did something wrong?

"Your Majesty, I vouch for you. If Song Miqiu does anything that harms Consort Li's health, I am willing to bear all the blame, including myself, and apologize to Consort Li."

Seeing Ming Taicheng's righteous indignation and fearlessness in the face of death, the Emperor reluctantly nodded.

"Go and bring Song Miqiu in for me," the Emperor could only give the order.

After Song Miqiu was invited, he learned that Consort Li was bleeding heavily and her condition was indeed serious. He prepared to go and treat her, but before he could go, he heard someone coming out of the door.

"You, Ming Taicheng, are you conspiring with Song Miqiu to harm the prince? I absolutely disagree." The Empress Dowager was dressed in magnificent robes, her hair adorned with jewels, exuding an air of elegance and nobility, but she gave off a cold and unfriendly aura.

“Now that Consort Li is in critical condition, what reason do I have to harm someone who is already critically ill?” Song Miqiu explained.

The Empress Dowager seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him, saying, "Song Miqiu, I have heard about your use of saffron. Since you dared to do such a thing, who knows if you will do something even more outrageous."

Song Miqiu felt that the Empress Dowager was being unreasonable. Saving lives was the priority, and there was no point in arguing with her about such things.

"Empress Dowager, could it be that you want to delay Song Miqiu's treatment of Consort Li? Could it be that you have some ulterior motive?" Ming Taicheng asked in a questioning tone.

Even the Emperor, who had been silent, was awakened by Ming Taicheng's words. Now that Consort Li was dying and the other imperial physicians were helpless, it was better to try anything than to let her die like this.

"How dare you, Ming Taicheng! Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"

Ming Taicheng knelt down without speaking. The Emperor stood up and stood behind the Empress Dowager, saying, "Go back! I have made arrangements here. Song Miqiu, you and Ming Taicheng go in and treat Consort Li."

"Your Majesty..." The Empress Dowager spoke in a coquettish tone, then glared fiercely at Ming Taicheng.

"Alright, you can go back now!"

The Emperor is already in a state of utter distress and all he wants now is for Consort Li to be out of danger as soon as possible.

The Empress Dowager left in a huff with a group of palace maids and eunuchs.

After Song Miqiu entered, he had a simple romance. He looked at Consort Li's body and face and found that she was indeed suffering from postpartum hemorrhage and was bleeding continuously, which could easily lead to excessive blood loss.

"System, provide hemostatic medication."

Song Miqiu found the hemostatic medicine in the system, gently pried open Consort Li's pale lips, and Consort Li swallowed it. The bleeding indeed stopped.

Ming Taicheng came in to take her pulse and found that she was indeed much better than before. He was overjoyed, knowing that he wouldn't have to suffer punishment along with Song Miqiu.

"Song Miqiu, I'm vouching for you so you can get treatment. If you don't handle this well, I'll probably be in jail too." Seeing that Consort Li's pulse was stable, Ming Taicheng joked.

"Thank you!" Song Miqiu was still very grateful to Ming Taicheng for helping her and believing in her all this time.

"Otherwise, I can't just stand by and watch you die. If you can't atone for your crimes, the Emperor will definitely not forgive you."

"Yes, that explains why things have been so calm these past few days. See? Even though I don't cause trouble, I can still get framed by others."

Song Miqiu sighed deeply. He could understand Ming Taicheng's feelings, but there were some things he really couldn't help with.

"When the time comes, go out and tell the Emperor that Consort Li is alright, and beg the Emperor to spare your life."

"understood!"

When Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng came out, the Emperor asked with concern, "How is Consort Li?"

"Your Majesty owes a great debt to Song Miqiu, which is why Consort Li was able to escape danger." Ming Taicheng bowed respectfully, giving all the credit to Song Miqiu.

The Emperor nodded in satisfaction.

"I know what's going on, so I'll spare you from the death penalty!" Seeing that Consort Li was out of danger, the Emperor no longer harbored much resentment towards Song Miqiu.

"Your Majesty, Consort Li has woken up!" a palace maid excitedly ran up to the emperor and said.

Did you see that I was so excited at night that I just pushed it open and ran inside?

"Consort Li, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?" the Emperor asked with concern.

Consort Li's face was deathly pale from the ordeal, and the sweat on her face clung tightly to the stray hairs beside her.

"Your Majesty, is everything alright? How is my child?"

Consort Li asked weakly, and the Emperor choked up for a long time.

"We will have more in the future."

Consort Li touched her stomach in disbelief; it felt like a deflated balloon. Then she looked pained.

"Your Majesty, what exactly happened? You must do justice for me!" Consort Li pleaded in anguish.

The Emperor didn't know how to tell him that the current evidence pointed to Song Miqiu, but it was Song Miqiu who saved Consort Li's life.

Seeing the Emperor's predicament, Consort Li must know who poisoned him.

"Your Majesty, do you want our child to die with regrets?" Consort Li's words left the Emperor stunned for a long time.

"Was it Song Miqiu? Was it her? She arranged all my pregnancy-preserving medicine. I took her medicine and that's why I have such severe abdominal pain." Consort Li quickly thought of Song Miqiu and believed that everything was her fault.