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Cui Zhu pushed open the door to the inner chamber, and a strong medicinal scent rushed out to greet her.
Madam Tai was half-reclining on the intricately carved rosewood bed, her complexion ashen and pale, with beads of cold sweat dotting her forehead. A few strands of silver hair clung to her cheeks. Her chest heaved rapidly, her breaths shallow and quick, and her lips were slightly purplish, indicating her immense pain.
Surrounding the bed were several close attendants and maids, each wearing a worried expression.
Yang Fu Yi sat in a round chair, stroking his grizzled beard in deep thought, his brow furrowed tightly.
"Grandmother," Su Yuntang hurried to the bedside and called softly.
Madam Tai struggled to open her eyes. Upon seeing Su Yuntang, a glimmer of light returned to her murky gaze. "Qing Xi... you’ve come... I fear this time... I fear I won’t make it..."
"Grandmother, don’t say such things," Su Yuntang replied as she placed the medicine box on the small table beside the bed and took out a brocade-wrapped pulse pillow. "Let your granddaughter check your pulse first."
She carefully placed the pulse pillow under Madam Tai's wrist and extended three fingers to rest gently on the old woman's wrist.
The room fell silent as everyone held their breath, waiting for her diagnosis.
Su Yuntang closed her eyes and focused intently on the pulse beneath her fingers. Madam Tai's pulse was indeed rapid, but she frowned—this pulse seemed more complicated than mere palpitations...
"Yang Fu Yi, what kind of pulse did you diagnose earlier?" Su Yuntang asked while continuing to check the pulse.
Yang Fu Yi stroked his beard and replied, "The pulse is floating and rapid yet weak, indicative of palpitations. I prescribed a modified Ganmai Dazao Decoction and added dragon bone and oyster shell to calm the spirit and stabilize the mind; it should have been effective."
Su Yuntang nodded slightly but did not immediately respond. She scrutinized Madam Tai's complexion again, gently lifting her eyelid for a closer look before asking her to stick out her tongue for examination.
"Has Grandmother taken any medicine today? Or consumed anything unusual?"
Cui Zhu stepped forward immediately to answer, "Today Madam Tai’s diet was normal; she had some bird’s nest porridge after dinner, and then... there was the medicinal tea before bed..."
"Medicinal tea?" Su Yuntang's heart skipped a beat. "What kind of medicinal tea?"
"It’s the Anshen Tea that Madam Tai drinks daily; she has been drinking it for over six months without any issues."
Su Yuntang rose and walked over to the table, picking up the white teacup adorned with blue flowers. The tea had cooled completely, but she could still detect a faint medicinal aroma.
She dipped her pinky into the tea and tasted it delicately on her tongue; her expression gradually grew serious.
"This tea has a problem," she turned to address everyone, her voice soft yet firm.
Yang Fu Yi's expression changed at once; he waved his hand dismissively. "Nonsense! The formula for this Anshen Tea was created by my disciple, and I have personally examined it. It consists merely of common calming herbs like sour jujube seeds and Poria; how could there be an issue?"
"The formula is indeed correct," Su Yuntang replied as she leaned closer to sniff the teacup again. "But the scent of vermilion is too strong."
She walked back to the bedside, took Madam Tai's hand, and said, "Grandmother, this is not an ordinary palpitations; it is a symptom of cinnabar poisoning. While cinnabar can calm the heart and soothe the spirit, excessive use can lead to toxic symptoms such as palpitations, shortness of breath, and profuse sweating."
At her words, the room fell silent. Lord Long and Lady Long exchanged glances, while Yang Fu Yi's face turned red with embarrassment.
"This... this is preposterous!" Yang Fu Yi exclaimed, a mix of anger and shame in his voice. "Cinnabar has been used for millennia as a remedy; how could it be poisonous? You, a mere girl, should not speak such nonsense!"
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