Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 488 - 487: Strange

The existence of this High Priest Yishaen is truly suspicious.

This matter is like how it’s impossible that only the Imperial Attendants in the palace of Jin Country know medical skills. Even outside the palace, there are many people with excellent medical skills, some of whom may be slightly inferior to those Medical Officers in the Pharmacy Bureau, some may not have a sufficiently good background to qualify for a position in the palace, or they may be like Qi Yun Mountain People or Yan Daoxin, free spirits unwilling to be entangled in worldly matters.

So, for many strange and bizarre ailments, as long as one seeks treatment broadly, even for ordinary families with good means, if enough Silver Coin is offered, they might not find it impossible to get a cure — the difference at most being one of speed or effectiveness.

Moreover, the one who had suddenly fallen ill earlier was King Fan, and in this Bhutan, there is no one more honorable than him. Not to mention the hefty rewards for the cure, even if he doesn’t offer money, driven by the honor, many doctors and witch doctors would want to give it a try. Once succeeded, they would achieve fame and prestige. Even if they are not favored by King Fan, their reputation alone would mean they will never lack people knocking at their door with Silver Coin in hand.

However, when it came to King Fan, even after inviting many people into the Prince Mansion for treatment, there was no improvement; everyone found themselves helpless. In the end, someone happened by chance to think of this Yishaen, whose teachers were no longer around, and whose fellow apprentices had all gone their separate ways — a rather desolate figure.

This fallen witch doctor not only cured the illness swiftly but also demonstrated abilities that earned the special regard of King Fan, eventually being honored as a High Priest.

This matter is indeed peculiar.

If Yishaen were an ambitious person, determined to make a name for himself and bring glory to his school, he should have been more noticeable from the start rather than only being "coincidentally" recommended when King Fan’s illness was at a dead end.

If he were not interested in the limelight and was truly recommended to King Fan by chance, and had the capability to heal that acute illness, he should have been like Qi Yun Mountain People who once treated Lu Qing, brushing off his sleeves, unwilling to associate with any authority.

Yet, Yishaen happened to display extraordinary talents at the perfect time.

From what Zhu Yu heard, the High Priest might indeed have considerable abilities, but his previous behaviors were completely contrary to those of a person detached from worldly affairs — he merely used the guise of a worldly recluse to lure King Fan, the big fish, with himself as a bait, afraid that the bite wouldn’t be firm enough, an effort meticulously planned.

Thus, the alleged powerful elixirs and the peculiar layout within the Prince Mansion all made sense.

Obviously, High Priest Yishaen is ambitious, and his ambitions might not just be as simple as making a name for himself or bringing glory to his school.

Zhu Yu felt vaguely uneasy. She approached Yan Daoxin, who was preparing the medicine, avoiding the view of those eunuchs, and gave him a look, glancing at the two female corpses beside them.

Among the few of them present now, only Yan Daoxin had the most suitable qualification to speak.

Yan Daoxin immediately understood, cleared his throat, and said to Zhu Yu in a deliberately impatient tone, "You little brat, you really have no sense at all! I’m preparing medicine here, and you can’t help, so what are you doing hanging around here!"

"Go check on those two female corpses for Master, and remember every aspect of their appearance for me! If you miss even a bit, I’ll have your master slap your hand!"

"Oh..." Zhu Yu, with a reluctant look, responded and went over to the two female corpses.

The eunuchs nearby, seeing Yan Daoxin confidently preparing medicine and instructing his little apprentice, were also intimidated by his powerful aura and didn’t attempt to interfere.

Actually, they all understood that these women, despite their table talk, were viewed by the servants of the Prince Mansion as "tonics" brought back from various places, regardless of their origin or beauty, let alone King Fan’s affection.

Every now and then, a woman or two would die, which to them was like used "medicinal residue" by the King.

As long as it truly saves the King’s life, whether the Divine Doctor keeps his head after that depends on the King’s wish, let alone his young apprentice.

So, one way or another, asking him to examine those two "medicinal residues" doesn’t seem like an extraordinary thing.

This time, Zhu Yu was much more open compared to before. Although she still couldn’t follow her usual habits of examining corpses, at least she didn’t have to sneak around; she could proceed if needed.

She squatted beside one of the women’s corpses, reached over to check her neck’s temperature, and found that as less than an hour had passed since her death, her body was just slightly cooler than that of an average lively person, somewhat chilly but not yet as cold as a frozen corpse.

Yet, when her fingers touched the woman’s skin, she felt a very peculiar sensation — the woman’s body seemed extremely stiff.

Following the neck, Zhu Yu also touched the woman’s shoulder, which was equally very stiff, feeling very rigid, as if the body had become completely rigid, if it weren’t for the incorrect temperature and time of death.

Moving down, her arms and legs were the same. Every muscle was tense and in a spasm.

Just then, the eunuchs who had brought the women returned with two more frightened girls. The other eunuchs hurried over to block them, fearing that once they crossed the screen and saw the King in the inner chamber, looking almost dead, it would cause some commotion.

With no one around, Zhu Yu quickly took the chance to lift the silk blanket and examine the bodies of those two women lying there.

By the time the eunuchs had sent the new girls back and returned, Zhu Yu had finished examining the two female corpses and was back beside Lu Qing.

"How’s it?" Lu Qing took advantage of the busy eunuchs being ordered around by Yan Daoxin, turned slightly towards Zhu Yu, and asked in a low voice.

"Those two women... they likely were dead during the process." Zhu Yu said succinctly, "Although I don’t know what kind of poison it was, it certainly was venomous in its nature."