Seeing Tong Xinlan come back, Mama Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly welcomed the two in.

At this time, Murong Xinlan's father Murong Fangyuan had also returned home from the court, anxiously staying by Guo Xianrong's side, he had already learned the ins and outs of the matter from Mama Zhu, the doctor brought back by Rourou just now couldn't see what illness his wife had, he invited a doctor from the palace to see, and he was still helpless against Guo Xianrong's condition.

Seeing his daughter come in with a man wearing a cloak, Murong Fang Yuan immediately stood up, "Xin Lan, which divine doctor did you invite?"

"Father, I invited the master of Huguo Temple. Tong Xinlan took back her cloak, revealing the true face of the master behind her.

Murong Fangyuan saw that the face of the master of the color ring turned pale, and said, "I have seen the master of the color ring, my little girl has been offended a lot, for the sake of the reason, please forgive me." ”

"Amitabha, the donor is too worried. The master of the ring dealt with Murong Fangyuan, turned to Murong Xinlan and said, "The poor monk will help your mother see a doctor immediately, I need a helper." ”

"I'll do your thing. Tong Xinlan nodded.

The rest of the people left the bedroom, Tong Xinlan opened the medicine box, and waited on the side to watch the master of color abstinence treat Guo Xianrong.

After rolling his eyes and mouth, the master of the ring looked at Guo Xianrong's wrist and said, "It's handled very well, I'll look at the black blood you took at the beginning."

Tong Xinlan saw the white porcelain cup still on the table, opened the lid and handed it to him.

The Master of Ring Colors used the silver needle to probe into the coagulated blood and stir it, and saw that the silver needle did not turn black. Then he put the silver needle in front of his nose and sniffed.

After that, the master took out a white jade bowl from the medicine box, put the blood clot in it, and poured some of the liquid from a bottle into it.

When the blood clot turned black again, he began to prepare the antidote.

I didn't know what kind of medicinal powder was being prepared, but I saw him take out a small jar from the medicine box without hesitation, maybe it was powder, maybe it was liquid, and began to prepare.

Did the ancients prepare the antidote so quickly? It was not rigorous at all, I don't know what principle Murong Wanyu used to prepare the poison, could it be that the ancients who synthesized crude poisons with low-level technology could sniff and match the antidote?

Tong Xinlan was still a little nervous in her heart. This is different from the ancient poisons I have encountered before. In the past, I encountered all the well-known poisons of ancient times, such as Heding Hong, which is arsenic, or other poisons made by local methods.

And the poison made by Murong Wanyu this time, these characteristics after poisoning. She was unheard of. She's a doctor. But they don't know much about these poisons, and the other party knows so much, maybe they are people in the chemical industry.

When Tong Xinlan wanted to think about the west. The master handed over a white bottle, "It's configured, five times a day, one drop at a time, mixed with a bowl of warm water, and in three days, she will be able to wake up." ”

"Thank you, master, by the way, master, the maid and grandmother who served by my mother's side may also be poisoned, can you help take a look?" Tong Xinlan carefully took the bottle and reminded.

"You came in with them, didn't you?" asked the Master of Ringlust with a solemn face.

"Yes, I asked everyone to come in with a moist handkerchief covering their mouths and noses, and after they came in, they opened the windows to ventilate, and I don't know if they were also poisoned. Tong Xinlan inspected the house, and was in such a hurry early this morning that she forgot to find the source of the poison.

"Don't worry, I'll see you now, and I'll investigate the rest later. Seeing Tong Xinlan's searching, the master of color abstinence looked at every corner of her mother's house, and guessed that she was looking for the source of the poison, and she couldn't be in a hurry.

Tong Xinlan asked the master to go out to help everyone check first, while she stayed in the house and waited for Guo Xianrong to take medicine.

There was no problem with the objects in the room on the surface, and Murong Wanyu and her maid couldn't make much movement every time they came to ask for An Dingran, and the maid in Guo Xianrong's house was not an ornament.

And even if the mother leaves the house, there will be maids guarding inside and outside the room, and Murong Wanyu and Xiao Tian, who are not familiar with the terrain in the mansion when they first come to the house, will not be so easy to sneak into Guo Xianrong's room to design traps.

So, where do they put things quickly and out of sight?

Dresser, impossible, Mama Zhu will never let outsiders approach her mother's gold and silver jewelry.

The teapot on the table, too, is impossible.

Under the bed?

No.

Under the carpet, it is also impossible.

That's right, vases!

The pair of knee-high porcelain fetal painting enamel vases in Guo Xianrong's bedroom!

When my mother embroidered, she liked to lean on the chaise longue by the window, and the table and chair in front of the chaise longue were convenient for my mother to meet with the juniors, and there was a pair of vases next to the table and chairs, and in the vase were two clusters of tall and leafy rich bamboo.

Tong Xinlan walked over and reappeared on a chair as if she was reproducing the scene.

The leaves sticking out of the vase were enough to block some of the movements in his hands, and if Murong Wanyu pretended to move the leaves, the maids in the house would be blocked by the plants, so that Murong Wanyu or Xiao Tian could throw the poison in.

Tong Xinlan pulled the emerald green plant pole out of the vase, and asked the maid to bring a large white porcelain pot for soup.

At this time, Murong Fangyuan and Mama Zhu, who had taken the antidote and had an expression on her face for the rest of her life, also walked in, watching Tong Xinlan turn the vase upside down.

The water that was supposed to be flowing out slowly slid out and fell into the large porcelain basin, which looked a bit like clearing the nose.

"Miss, what's going on? What we put in it is obviously clean water, and if we change it once every three days, it will definitely not make the water in the vase so dirty. Mama Zhu looked at the wrong water suspiciously.

"Then Murong Wanyu just threw the poison that harmed people into it. Tong Xinlan pointed to the liquid and said.

"Mama Zhu, did Murong Wanyu come to visit her mother yesterday. Tong Xinlan is very sure about this.

"Yes, yesterday afternoon, Murong Wanyu came to visit the lady who was worried about the eldest lady, and she also persuaded the lady a few words, could it be that she came to poison her at that time?"

"Mama Zhu, did you notice what she did when she visited her mother, did you get close to this vase?" asked Tong Xinlan.

Mama Zhu and the maid who came in with her thought about it and nodded.

"Murong Wanyu was sitting here yesterday to chat with Madame, and she also plucked the leaves at that time and praised the rich bamboo we found for Madame very carefully. (To be continued.) )