"Give me some medicine."

Feng Wuxin sat lazily on the chair and signaled Xiaochengzi to bring her some herbs for her. Qiansui Mansion did not have these herbs, so she was embarrassed to let others do it for her, so she had to go to Jishitang to buy medicine in person.

"Sick?"

Mr. Qi was about to come forward to take Feng Wuxin's pulse, trying to see what disease Feng Wuxin was, but when he stepped forward, the little girl hurriedly took her hand back.

"I'm not sick, isn't this menstrual period coming soon? I was so painful last time. I'm going to make reservations in advance this time."

The reason why Feng Wuxin took his hand back was that he didn't want Mr. Qi to notice the matter between her and Mo Yi. After all, Mr. Qi is an old Chinese doctor who has practiced medicine for many years and is an old driver. He can understand the tricks with just taking his pulse.

The fewer Mo Yi's identity is, the better, and it is relatively safe to be aligned with Mr. Qi.

Feng Wuxin told Mr. Qi about the three words of menstrual period. Mr. Qi naturally understood what it means, but seeing Feng Wuxin's expression becomes more strange, there must be something tricky.

"By the way, Wuxin girl has something to tell you."

It seemed that he remembered something, Mr. Qi and Feng Wuxin talked about the book "Hundred Herbs Saint Doctor".

"Aren't you going to Gaotian Academy to attend class tomorrow? Tell Rong'er that girl and ask her father to take it to me after seeing the Hundred Herbs Holy Doctor."

"Have you read the Hundred Herbs Saint Doctor? If you have time, I will find someone to give you a complete copy of Guiguzi. The prescriptions recorded in it are much better than those of Hundred Herbs Saint Doctor."

As soon as he heard Guiguzi rolling, Old Qi's eyes immediately flashed, but he still asked Feng Wuxin to tell Nalan Rong'er and asked Nalan He to send the Hundred Herbs Holy Doctor.

Speaking of Nalan Rong'er, I have to mention Nalan He. Feng Wuxin only learned that Nalan He is one of Mr. Qi's apprentices recently.

You should know that there is such a relationship between the two, so she doesn’t have to hand over the Hundred Herbs Holy Doctor, just let Mr. Qi talk about it.

In Jishitang, he talked with Mr. Qi for a while about his recent birth in Yan State. Feng Wuxin took the herbs and got on the carriage and prepared to return to Qiansui Mansion.

But halfway through the carriage back to Qiansui Mansion, he was intercepted by a group of people. The person blocking the road was nothing but someone else, but the old housekeeper of Yuan Mansion.

"Madam Qiansui, please come with me quickly. The young master is sick and very sick."

On the carriage, Feng Wuxin heard the old butler hesitate for a moment when he was seriously ill. She had already said that she would not interfere in the Yuan Mansion, but she could not resist the old butler kneeling down and begging, so she had to change her original itinerary and head to General Yuan’s mansion.

Yuan Mansion.

"What's going on? Why are you so sick? Everyone went out and opened the windows in the room."

Feng Wuxin ordered all the servants in the room to leave and open the windows in the room for breathability.

Half-squatting on the ground, Feng Wuxin gently pushed away Yuan Ping'an's eyes, and when his hands touched Ping'an's forehead, his eyebrows were furrowed.

"How come it's so hot? What did you eat in Ping An morning?"

It doesn't seem to be a heart problem, but it's like a symptom caused by a viral cold.

But it was impossible to confirm anything based on one-sided words. Feng Wuxin ordered people to go to Jishitang to get silver needles and some medical drugs and equipment.

In addition to Feng Wuxin, there were also Yuan Zhengyang and Yuan Zhe, who were solemn, and the old housekeeper who was waiting on the side.

"When Mrs. Qiansui said that, Mr. Sun would drink some porridge in the morning and the medicine prescribed by his wife."

"Super the porridge, you can do a grain of rice."

The problem will never appear on the drug, otherwise Ping An would not have symptoms now.

The housekeeper brought up the morning porridge, and a delicate porcelain bowl filled the already cold porridge. Feng Wuxin broke through the porridge bowl and smelled the smell.

"Madam Qiansui, is there any problem with this porridge?"

“Who made the porridge?”

Feng Wuxin put the porridge bowl on the table, and his frowns became even deeper.

"Go back to Mrs. Qiansui, it is the porridge made by Lao Nu. Since Mrs. Qiansui left, Young Master Sun has not liked to eat. Lao Nu has made different ways to make a bowl of porridge for Mr. Sun every morning."

Listening to the old butler's words, Feng Wuxin's eyes fell on the old butler.

"This porridge is poisonous. To be precise, the water used to make the porridge was poisoned."

Feng Wuxin said in one sentence, not only the old housekeeper, but even Yuan Zhengyang and Yuan Zhe were shocked.

Not to mention who poisoned the poison, just poisoning the eldest grandson in a heavily guarded place like Yuan’s mansion is enough to kill thousands of people.

"Impossible!"

The old butler shook his head.

Whether it is food, clothing, housing and transportation, or all aspects, as long as it is related to Mr. Sun, he will try it himself. Only after confirming that it is not poisonous will he make another portion of food for Mr. Sun to enjoy.

"Nothing is impossible. If I'm right, the poisoned person is putting the poisonous ginseng closer to the water without you paying attention, but fortunately, he doesn't eat much safely."

Rice is non-toxic. What is toxic is the water used to cook porridge. When the water boils the rice, the toxins will naturally invade the rice.

Fortunately, Ping An did not eat too much food.

"Feng Wuxin, do you know what kind of poison this is?"

Yuan Zhengyang asked Feng Wuxin what kind of poison was in Ping'an's body, but Feng Wuxin shook her head and said that she didn't know what poison it was.

I only know that this poison is very fast. If it is one hour at night, even the Daluo god will be unable to turn things around.

Not long after, the guards of Yuan's mansion delivered the herbs needed by Yin Needle and Feng Wuxin one by one. Feng Wuxin used the method of Yin Needle and herbs to induce vomiting, so that all the poisons that remained in Ping'an's stomach were poured out.

"If Ping An hadn't taken the medicine frequently, the ingredients in the medicine neutralized some toxins, and the consequences would be unimaginable."

Ping An's congenital heart defect is a fatal disadvantage, but now it is precisely because of this clue that Ping An's body has a weak part of the toxins accumulated by the medicine.

"You must pay attention to anything you use in the future. I can appear once in time, but I can't guarantee that I will appear again in time."

Wiping his hands clean, Feng Wuxin touched Yuan Ping'an's forehead that had already lowered the temperature, and his heart fell down.

Looking at the white and bloodless little face, Feng Wuxin tucked the quilt for him and then left Yuan's mansion.

When he happened to leave Yuan’s mansion and get on the carriage, Yancangzhou got off the carriage and passed by Feng Wuxin.

Standing in front of Yuan Mansion, Yancangzhou's eyes fell on the carriage that gradually disappeared from sight. Her cold and deep eyes seemed to penetrate the carriage and looked at Feng Wuxin in the carriage. Feng Wuxin in the carriage had already appeared in Yancangzhou, but she was too lazy to get out of the carriage to salute, so she would just pretend that she could not see it.
Chapter completed!