I thought to myself, my father is so fond of showing off, he doesn't write about the process of making drugs, and he doesn't write about the source of the poison, there is only one possibility, that is, he doesn't know how the poison came from.

I touched my chin and tried my best to make an unfathomable appearance.

As for why my father knew about the existence of this poison, but didn't know the source, I think it's the same as when he met the phantom flower, a pure blind cat met the same blind mouse.

Su Zhi saw that I didn't speak, and asked: "Look at your current virtue, with a calculating face, you are not a good woman at first glance, what are you planning?" ”

I quickly put my hand down, hehe laughed twice, this time I was not angry, "The girl is a flower, she is not a woman in the first place, and besides, I don't think about anything, I think it's a little strange, those people seem to be some unruly bandits, how can there be such a mysterious poison in their hands." ”

Su Zhi was stunned for a moment, as if he had just grown his brain, "That's right, this kind of poisonous master has just heard about it, how can these people have it," Su Zhi also touched his chin, and after reacting to the same action as me before, he immediately put down his hand and sat upright, "Those people, judging from their dress, are not characters with a sect, besides, how can people from the sect have anything to do with people like you." ”

I'm a little bit of a slasher, what do you call someone like me.

However, Su Zhi didn't give me a chance to get angry, and stood up directly, "Okay, it looks like I'm going to take a look, maybe I can really ask something." ”

I waved my hand, "Then you go and ask them what they like about me, if they are fascinated by my face and want to ......"

Su Zhi turned around and left.

I haven't had time to say that sentence to Mrs. Zhai.

After Su Zhi went out, I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, although my arm was injured, but I don't know why, I always felt that my whole body was very empty.

After thinking about it for a long time, I don't know if they fed me something to eat when I was unconscious, maybe I was also hungry, although I didn't feel hungry myself.

After pacing around the room for a while, my arm was a little itchy and a little painful, mainly focused on the wound.

I had a problem with this person, that is, I was too curious, I shook my arm twice, and I was really curious, so I hurried to lean the door against the chair, returned to the bed, carefully uncovered the placket, and then unwrapped the strip of cloth on my arm.

Damn, when I look at this bandaging method, it was done by Lao Wutou, this bow tie is exactly the same as the one on my fingers, a bad old man, actually took off my clothes and bandaged me?

Do you want to be shameless, and you want to be shameless?

What did Su Zhi do to eat, but he didn't stop it?

I angrily untied the bow.

The strip of cloth was very thick, and the area was quite large, almost wrapping my whole arm thick and strong, and I took apart layer after layer, and I was not very patient, and I almost broke the strip of cloth in a hurry.

Old Wu Tou shouldn't have been so idle to wrap me so much, I think, it must be Su Zhi's meaning.

This one kills a thousand knives.

I cursed a few words in my heart, and then peeled off the last layer of the cloth.

It's not like I've never been injured, I've been bitten by Phantom Flowers before, so I know what the wound should look like in normal terms.

But I looked at my arm and was a little confused.

I unconsciously raised my arm to the left and looked up and down, looking for a long time.

The point is, what about wounds?

Except for a wound that was bitten out by the phantom flower before, there was nothing else on the arm, the skin was smooth, it could be broken by blowing, and the skin was like clotted fat......

However, the pain of the slightest person is still there, and I pressed it on the itchy area, and the pain did not worsen or lessen.

At this moment, I heard footsteps outside, so I quickly suppressed the doubts in my heart, haphazardly redressed the wound, and put on my clothes.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door after a while, and I hurriedly responded: "Who is it?" ”

Old Wu Tou responded to me in a pretended ethereal voice, "It's me." ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately got angry, got out of bed, kicked and kicked to move the chair at the door, and as soon as I opened the door, Lao Wu was standing outside the door licking a smiling face.

I pointed at him, "Old man, the wound you bandaged me?" ”

The old guy thought I was going to thank him, and kept nodding, "Yes, yes, yes, this little thing, then don't ......"

I don't listen to his nonsense, "So my clothes are also taken off by you?" ”

The old guy was stunned, "Huh? ”

I dragged him into the room, "I'll ask you if you are." ”

The old man staggered, but he hurriedly straightened up.

I almost poked my finger in his face, "You still want to be ashamed?" You're older than my dad. ”

Old Wu Tou hurriedly waved his hand, "Hey, don't talk nonsense, little girl, the wound was bandaged by me, but I didn't take off your clothes." ”

Hey, you can really open your eyes and talk nonsense.

I crossed my shoulders and squinted at him.

The old man saw that I was a little skeptical of his words, and scratched his hair and beard uncomfortably, "I'm so old, how can I do such a thing that damages my reputation, it's really not me." ”

I still don't have a good face for him.

The old man was still embarrassed, and his beard was getting harder and harder.

"You didn't take off your clothes, how could you have bandaged the wound?"

The old guy snorted for a while, and then changed his mind again, "Well, the wound is not actually taken care of by me. ”

I glared, "Your bow-tied look, isn't it who you are?" ”

The old man's expression was a little uncomfortable, and his tone was also very fake, "That's the case, we asked the innkeeper for help, didn't I want to ask for credit, so I said it was me, what's the matter, is she bandaged the same as me, I don't know what's going on." ”

I stared at him, "It's really not you?" ”

The old man shook his head, "No, it's really not, I'm so old, I can be your grandfather, how can I ......"

I was so angry that I almost kicked over, who are you grandpa?

I always feel that he is lying, but I can't rely on him for this kind of thing, after all, I am a little girl, and I also want to be embarrassed.