I insist

Chapter 132: A Subtle Satire of Lin Yecheng

She naturally didn't miss the expressions of those around her, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

The number of imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital gradually increased. Song Miqiu slowly raised her eyes and scanned her surroundings, but she did not see Lin Yecheng.

Song Miqiu looked up at the sky and raised her eyebrows in surprise. She hadn't expected that Lin Yecheng hadn't arrived at the Imperial Hospital by this hour.

Didn't he used to claim to be the most punctual person?

How come you've become lax now?

"Imperial Physician Song, we've all heard about what happened a few days ago. You're incredibly courageous." A young imperial physician appeared beside Song Miqiu and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

He put himself in the other person's shoes; if this had happened to him, he would have been terrified and wouldn't have been able to calmly handle the situation.

Song Miqiu smiled and was about to make friends with the other person when she saw that the other person seemed to have seen something, and the smile on their face disappeared. They lowered their head and quickly left.

She turned her head to look, and sure enough, it was Lin Yecheng.

Song Miqiu subconsciously rolled her eyes at Lin Yecheng, but the other party seemed not to notice and insisted on coming closer to her, asking comfortingly, "Imperial Physician Song, have you rested well these past few days? Don't let what happened a few days ago leave you with a mental shadow."

Song Miqiu remained silent, thoroughly annoyed by Lin Yecheng's hypocritical act.

She really didn't expect Lin Yecheng to come and do such a thing in front of her, but then she thought about it and realized that this was indeed Lin Yecheng's style, deliberately coming to disgust people.

"I am perfectly fine, Physician Lin. Is there anything else you wish to discuss with me?"

Unable to reason with him, and seeing no shame on Song Miqiu's face, Lin Yecheng's expression stiffened. He coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing, but next time, don't prescribe medicine haphazardly. Don't let someone be poisoned by your medicine."

Song Miqiu sneered, "Consort Lin was perfectly fine after taking my medicine, how could she have been poisoned?"

"Of course it's because you were in a good mood today. If you were unlucky, you would have been dead somewhere by now. How could you still be standing here unharmed, arguing with me?"

Song Miqiu didn't want to talk to Lin Yecheng any longer. She took a few steps forward, her eyes sweeping over Lin Yecheng from head to toe, and scoffed, "I didn't poison anyone, but some people poisoned my prison food, making me afraid to eat for three days."

“Three days,” Song Miqiu gestured the number three to Lin Yecheng.

She completely ignored the other person's extremely bad expression and continued talking to herself, "I wasn't afraid of Consort Lin punishing me a few days ago, but I was afraid that my old bones wouldn't be able to hold on!"

Song Miqiu's voice was extremely loud, as if he was deliberately letting all the imperial physicians watching the play know.

Lin Yecheng is the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, so she naturally can't target him, and those people don't dare to confront him either.

Since she couldn't confront him directly, she led the Imperial Hospital staff in a clandestine operation, and it remained to be seen whether Lin Yecheng could withstand it.

A smile played on her lips as she glanced at the expressions of those around her.

Sure enough, upon hearing what he had said, not only did their expressions change, but the way they looked at Lin Yecheng also changed.

The young imperial physician who had just struck up a conversation with her was even more indignant and immediately glared at Lin Yecheng in reproach.

"How could they do this? It's one thing to target them normally, but to target them in that hellish place of the Heavenly Prison and even try to poison them?"

“Song Miqiu is already an old man with only a few years left to live, yet he doesn’t even spare the elderly. What kind of head of the academy is he? He has no class at all.”

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, hoping that Lin Yecheng probably wouldn't hear them, but as everyone spoke, their voices grew louder as they all joined together.

Lin Yecheng and Song Miqiu stood in the middle of the crowd, listening to the people around them comment on them. Their expressions worsened when they heard about the matter of the head of the academy.

He ground his teeth and coldly swept his gaze around, which calmed the whispers nearby considerably.

However, there are bound to be people among them who are usually targeted by Lin Yecheng and are very unhappy with him.

Seeing Lin Yecheng's expression, they talked even more enthusiastically.

With so many people talking, how could Lin Yecheng possibly tell who was talking to whom?

"enough!"

Lin Yecheng shouted angrily.

His expression was extremely gloomy. He looked around before finally fixing his gaze on Song Miqiu. Lin Yecheng let out a heavy sigh, trying to compose himself.

"You're probably overthinking it. Why would anyone poison you for no reason? You're not the emperor's favorite imperial physician, so why would anyone be jealous of you and poison you?"

Lin Yecheng maintained a fake smile as he looked at Song Miqiu and spoke with even more enthusiasm.

"Look at you, all old bones. Although you are healthy and can do things just like a young person, your age is still a factor."

As he spoke, the disgust in Lin Yecheng's eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

Seeing that the imperial physicians around him were still standing there, determined to finish their commotion, Lin Yecheng waved his hand at them and urged, "Don't you have anything else to do? What are you all doing standing here? Get out of here!"

The imperial physicians gradually dispersed, and soon only a few remained in the same spot—those who were about to leave to serve the empresses in the palace.

After dismissing everyone around him, Lin Yecheng looked at Song Miqiu again. He thought for a moment and his gaze suddenly fell on the dried medicinal herbs in the distance. "There is a pile of medicinal herbs in the backyard that still need to be dried. Since you are in good health, you should be treated the same as others."

"You're in charge of that part today."

Song Miqiu did not refute it. Although there were many medicinal herbs to dry and sorting them was extremely troublesome, it was still an easy job for her.

Facing Lin Yecheng, she merely gave a cold laugh and strode away before he could react.

Lin Yecheng stood there, blinking, before he realized what Song Miqiu's smile was like before she left. He angrily reached out his hand towards Song Miqiu's back and opened his mouth to call her back, but he was afraid of attracting the attention of the people around him, so he had to give up.

in the afternoon.

Just as Song Miqiu finished arranging the medicinal herbs, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

She glanced back with a hint of wariness and quickly recognized the maidservant as Consort Lin. She smiled faintly and asked, "What is it?"

The palace maid in front of her treated Song Miqiu with respect. She lowered her head and smiled faintly, "Imperial Physician Song, my lady requests your presence."

Song Miqiu instinctively wanted to resist, but the other party was Consort Lin. Even if she didn't want to get involved in the palace intrigues, she had no choice.

She had no choice but to agree, put away the last of the medicinal herbs, and followed the palace maid with her head down all the way to Consort Lin's palace.

"Your Highness." Song Miqiu bowed to Consort Lin, placed the medicine box on the ebony table, and asked softly, "Is Your Highness feeling unwell, or would you like to take some medicine to stabilize the pregnancy?"

Thinking of Consort Lin's illness a few days ago, Song Miqiu looked at Consort Lin with some uncertainty.