The morning sun slipped in through the windows of the Imperial Medical Hall, casting a golden light across rows of eager faces.
Soyeon stood at the front of the room, a wooden pointer in hand, trying desperately not to think about the previous night. About Prince Zhao Yifeng's gentle smile. About Prince Liang Jian's devastated expression before he walked away. About the Empress Dowager's cold eyes watching her like prey.
She had a job to do. She had to focus on that.
"The key to treating arsenious poisoning," she said, ensuring her voice was loud enough for the entire hall to hear her, "is immediate intervention. The longer the poison remains in the system, the more damage it causes to the internal organs."
The assembled physicians, both the skeptical older generation and the curious younger students, leaned forward, taking notes on silk scrolls. Lady Xia sat in the front row, her eyes bright with interest.
