Chapter Ninety-Seven: Into the Inner Chamber
followed Namuhan into the door, and sure enough, he saw a huge copper cabinet embedded in the wall on one side, and Zhan Ying said in his heart that this should be the inner room that Jun Mo said. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
There are only two people in this inner room, Namuhan and Zhan Ying, Zhan Ying looked at Namuhan's back, and his heart jumped suddenly, if he does it at this moment, can it be done?
As he thought, his eyes swept to his left prosthetic arm. It was covered with leather gloves and the sleeves were very wide, so it was impossible to see if the prosthetic arm had a hidden weapon, such as a small crossbow or something.
According to Namhan's suspicious personality, it is possible that he has installed many mechanisms for self-defense in this prosthetic arm.
Zhan Ying thought so, and let go of his clenched fist again. Be calm, you want revenge, not die with him. She wants to retreat with her whole body and go to the appointment on the scene.
The bookcases in the inner room and the four treasures of the study room are all available, and Namuhan wants Zhanying to write the medicinal materials he needs.
Zhan Ying's mother has rheumatism, and every rainy season, she has to take the medicine prescribed by the Tai Hospital to treat rheumatism and joint pain. Zhan Ying had seen that prescription countless times when she was ill, so she wrote it down based on her impression, and mixed it with a few tonics.
After a while, the medicine on the prescription was brought in, because Zhan Ying said that she should be quiet when dispensing the medicine, and no one should disturb her, so Namuhan left her alone in the inner room.
As soon as he left the inner room, Namuhan summoned the butler for questioning.
"Are those medicinal herbs really just to dispel dampness and paralysis, relieve pain and dispel cold?" Namuhan was a little unconvinced.
"That's what the doctor said, and there are a few flavors of tonic medicine."
Namuhan was full of doubts in his heart, since this is the case, how to cure his own illness. But thinking about it, maybe the divine medicine practice is different from others, or ordinary medicinal materials can produce different functions under his proportion.
Zhan Ying in the inner room carefully bypassed the mechanism according to the painting on the wall and went to the copper cabinet.
The lock on the door is a nine-fold nested lock, which is complicated, but it takes a little time to open it. It's just that people who don't understand the mechanism come to this inner room, and before they get to this copper cabinet, they will be killed or captured alive by the heavy mechanism, let alone open the lock.
There is not enough time today, and the tools are not complete, so I can't open it, so it's better to write down this lock and find an opportunity to open it again in the future. Zhan Ying looked at the lock and said in his heart.
She retreated to the side of the desk, grabbed some of the various medicinal herbs and mixed them together, then took out the mahogany box given by Jun Mo from the medicine box, pinched out a jet-black pill from it, crushed it and put it into the medicine she had just mixed, wrapped it, and then walked out of the inner room.
Namuhan was waiting for her in the study, and was slightly shocked when she walked up to him, but the shock quickly disappeared when he saw the medicine bag she was carrying.
After Zhan Ying instructed the decoction method, he had to retire and leave.
"Stay." Namuhan stopped her with a smile: "In order to facilitate treatment, please stay in this east courtyard for the past few days, and I will immediately ask the housekeeper to clean up and leave the room." ”
Although it was a gentle expression, it was a tone that did not allow her to shirk.
Zhan Ying already felt that the Eastern Courtyard was more suitable for her to act, so she quickly agreed. It's just that in this way, it is impossible to exchange information with Wei Ziyi and Junmo.
Jun Mo had already found out that she had entered Namuhan's inner room today, and his brow furrowed slightly when he heard that she had walked out of the inner room by herself.
"Sure enough, the trespasser died of drowning...... She probably won't be able to help us. ”
(To be continued.) )