Seeing that this doctor was not very old, and he spoke like this, he looked very unsuccessful when he carried it, so he gently pulled Chu Qingruo's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Sister Ruo, why does this doctor look angry, and is his medical skills good?" ”

Chu Qingruo smiled, and whispered in her ear: "He is the miracle doctor I told you to exchange blood for me, Song Xiuzhu, Doctor Song!" Aren't you still clamoring and saying, such a powerful person, you want to marry him? ”

"Him?" Bend his head like a splashing drum, "As far as his weak and second-rate appearance is concerned, I think it's better to forget it." ”

It's all to blame Sister Ruo, what he said was too beautiful, and he made himself reverie, but now he sees a real person, but it is a difference between heaven and earth, disillusioned, let alone marrying him, she doesn't look at her much, she is afraid to take a second look, his swishing appearance, she can't help but want to go up and punch him twice.

It's strange to say, why does he hate him so much?

Who knows! Whatever!

Hate is hate, where do you come from so much!

Chu Qingruo looked at her little expression and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, but she was quickly startled by Song Xiuzhu's increasingly dignified expression. "Mr. Song, what's wrong? But is it a bad disease? ”

Song Xiuzhu withdrew the hand that gave her pulse, and looked very sure: "She is not sick, but poisoned." ”

"What?" Chu Qingruo and Wanwan exclaimed in unison.

At this time, Steward Yan also led Yan Qianqian's father, and happened to come over, and when he heard Song Xiuzhu say that his daughter was not sick, but poisoned, he couldn't help but nervously pull Song Xiuzhu and interrogate carefully: "What Mr. said is true?" What kind of poison is this, and can there be a solution? ”

Yan Qianqian's father, Yan Dushan is the head of Hanguang Academy in the north of the city. Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty-five years old, and his wife died early, leaving only Yan Qianqian to rely on him for his life. Yan Dushan, who was born with a standard Confucian appearance, with thick eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a plain white face, not tall or short, standing in front of Song Xiuzhu, a seven-foot man, was a little sad because he heard such bad news.

"Who is it that wants to harm my family like this. What is the grievance? ”

"This poison, Qingruo, you should be no stranger!" Song Xiuzhu's expression at this moment is no longer as serious as before, but he wants to be serious, and even a little angry.

Chu Qing was puzzled and looked at him suspiciously.

"Do you remember the Huang?" Song Xiuzhu asked her leisurely.

Chu Qingruo was surprised: "What? It's a phoenix again? ”

Of course she remembered the poison of the Huang, this is it, which caused her mother to be sick for a long time and die of depression, how could she forget?

Song Xiuzhu stood up with a calm face: "I didn't expect this guy to still be in Dayan!" ”

The guy he was talking about was the guy who stole his pill without permission and pretended to be her name to deceive outside. I didn't think that after so many years, he was still doing this kind of thing. When Song Xiuzhu mentioned this person, he was also troubled in his heart.

At the beginning, he kindly took him in and healed him who was about to die of illness, saw that he was homeless, and took him in to be a small servant in the medicine store, who knows, this person is actually a white-eyed wolf, and in a blink of an eye, he threw him a lot of precious medicinal materials and pills, and then escaped without a trace.

What a white-eyed wolf!

When Chu Qingruo learned that the poison in Yan Qianqian's childish was actually the same poison as his mother's original poison, he immediately thought of the sachet.

"Quick, take the sachet that your girl brought back that day, and give it to Mr. Xiang!"

A maid responded quickly and quickly ran to take the sachet and handed it to Song Xiuzhu. Song Xiuzhu took the sachet, opened it and sniffed it, frowning: "That's it!" He probably didn't have my formula, and he figured it out by himself. Fortunately, the medicine is not strong, otherwise it ......" said and glanced at Yan Qianqian, who was still mourning, "I'm afraid that I would have died a long time ago." ”

Yan Dushan's face was full of fear, but Chu Qingruo suddenly realized in his heart: Originally, Lin Guodong wanted to give this sachet to her, but she was asked for by Qianqian.

Thinking of this, Chu Qingruo didn't say a word, pulled up an inexplicable bend on his face, lifted his skirt and ran out. Song Xiuzhu was busy dispensing the antidote, and didn't bother to ask her where she was going.

Wanwan was pulled by her and asked loudly while running wildly: "Sister Ruo, where are we going?" ”

"Go to Chief Lin Shan's house and find Lin Guodong."

When he arrived at Lin Shanchang's house, Lin Guodong received a report from his subordinates and came out to see them with the joy of all gods. As soon as he came out, before he could speak, Chu Qingruo asked him anxiously: "Where did you get the sachet you sent that day!" ”

Lin Guodong was stunned: "I bought it on South Street, that's it?" ”

Chu Qingruo was anxious, didn't bother to answer him, and asked again: "Do you remember where that hawker is?" ”

Seeing that he nodded hesitantly, he also said urgently: "Take us quickly!" ”

The three of them came to the vendor where Lin Guodong bought the sachets, Chu Qingruo checked the vendor's sachets one by one, but found nothing abnormal, all the sachets and the one Lin Guodong gave her tasted different.

The disappointed Chu Qingruo gave the hawker half a dime of silver, as compensation for disturbing his business, and lowered his head listlessly.

Lin Guodong couldn't help but ask them what happened, and when he heard them say that the sachet he gave was poisonous, he couldn't help but be shocked. Hurriedly shook his hand and explained: "How can this be, how can I poison you." ”

Chu Qingruo knew that it couldn't be him, and she actually had a vague object of suspicion in her heart: "You bought a sachet to give it to me, who else knows that this sachet is going to be given to me?" ”

"I know that I want to give you tips, only Huang Yan!" After thinking about it carefully, Lin Guodong said with a hammer palm.

"Do you know where he is now?" Bend asked urgently.

Li Guodong has been in front: "His house is not far from here, I'll take you there!" ”

The three of them arrived at Huang Yan's house again, Li Guodong called out Huang Yan, and after the three of them asked him carefully, they finally got an important clue. After Lin Guodong bought the sachet and brought it back to the academy that day, Huang Yan laughed with him and asked him who he gave it to.

Lin Guodong was embarrassed to say that it was given to Chu Qingruo under Huang Yan's questioning, and at that time, Huang Yan saw that Cao Bo, who was cultivating flowers not far from them, accidentally lost a good peony, and couldn't help but scold him distressedly.

Later, after lunch, when they returned to the classroom, he and Lin Guodong saw Cao Bo sneakily coming out of their classroom, but they only thought that he was here to clean up, and they didn't think much about it. But in retrospect, his actions are indeed a little suspicious.

Aren't classrooms cleaned every day after school?

Speaking of Uncle Cao, Chu Qingruo suddenly realized in his heart, needless to say, it must be Cao Yonglian's ghost. It's a pity that there is no evidence to prove that he wants to poison himself. With such suspicions alone, he really can't help him.

Chu Qingruo, who already had the answer in his heart, returned to the Yan Mansion again.

The people of Yan's mansion took her to Yan Qianqian's room with a happy face. I saw that Yan Qianqian had fallen asleep on the bed, and her face had recovered a little ruddy. Yan Dushan thanked Song Xiuzhu on the side, presumably Yan Qianqian's poison had been resolved.

Song Xiuzhu was a little proud, prescribed a prescription and handed it to Yan Dushan and instructed him to recuperate the patient's body according to what was written on the house, so he said goodbye to Yan Dushan with Chu Qingruo and Wanwan.

The three of them were walking on the road, and Chu Qingruo asked about Qin Huang again, and Song Xiuzhu's face sank again.

Back then, Song Xiuzhu was rescued by Bai Lisheng, and in the years of serving him, he did listen to her orders and developed a lot of strange poisons for him. This is also something he deeply regrets now. But fortunately, he only handed over the poison that came out of his appearance to him, but did not give him the formula. This did not allow the poison he developed to be widely used.

In addition, the little guy stole some more later, so Bai Lisheng actually didn't have much in his hands.

It's just that the little guy is now hiding in the rivers and lakes, wandering around, his whereabouts are uncertain, and he has studied with Song Xiuzhu for a while, although he didn't take much poison, but how much he mixed out by himself, it is unknown.

If such a person is left alone, it is not appropriate for him to sell these poisons so freely.

Chu Qingruo thought about it and decided to inform Mingzong of this matter, and asked Song Xiuzhu to draw the portrait of that little guy overnight to advertise the world, and offer a reward for all wanted people.

Not long after they posted the notice, a murder suddenly occurred in a nondescript square mile somewhere in the imperial capital.

The deceased was a young man in his early twenties, with ulcerated limbs, unrecognizable face, and bleeding from all his orifices. After an autopsy, it was determined that he died of poisoning. But the strange thing is that it is impossible to detect what kind of poison he died of.

So the government sent someone to invite Song Xiuzhu and asked him to check whether the deceased was poisoned to death. After Song Xiuzhu arrived at the scene, after inspecting the corpse and the poison in the house, he was so shocked that he didn't even have time to say hello to the lord of the mansion, so he hurried into the palace.

"Hooray, that little guy, long live no longer need to put a bounty on the wanted person."

Mingzong was puzzled: "Why?" ”

Song Xiuzhu's face was ugly: "He's dead." ”

"How could it be such a coincidence? How did he die? ”

"He died of poisoning, and the poison in him was really one of the bottles of poison that was prepared and handed over to Bailisheng that year."

Mingzong was shocked: "In this way, that Baili Sheng is not dead?" Could it be that it is in the Imperial Capital? ”

Song Xiuzhu was worried: "I'm afraid it's not impossible." ”

Mingzong pondered, and called Gonggong Xu: "Gonggong Xu, you will enter the palace immediately, be quick!" ”

Gonggong Xu left in response. Not long after, Fu Lingyun hurried over before he even had time to change his court clothes.

Fu Lingyun knew that if it weren't for the big event of burning his eyebrows, Mingzong would never ask Gonggong Xu to come and call him into the palace in person.

"Hooray, what?"