As soon as Xiao Fu heard the word Bagh, his head began to sweat uncontrollably. He trembled and pointed at Sun Baizhi and said:

"I said Sun Er, you're going to kill if you're playing around! Lao Tzu just stabbed his hand by a fish's fin, and it was just a little swollen. You're going to kill me because of such a small injury? ”

Sun Baizhi looked at Xiao Fu with disdain:

"Look at your sesame seed-sized guts. I'll also tell you that if neither of these techniques works, it's the same fate. ”

"What's going on?"

"Optimistically, it's a broken arm. If this evil poison rushes to your heart with your blood, then Shennong will probably be difficult to save in his second life. ”

After speaking, Sun Baizhi didn't wait for Xiao Fu to answer, and took out a leather cloth bag from the cabinet behind herself, put it on the table and opened it to see that it was made after the set of utensils that Lin Siwei used to treat Gu Jie's injuries.

"Lao Xiao, I have to make a hole in the back of your hand to release poison, do you want to tie you up first?"

Xiao Fu trembled his pale lips and made a heroic look:

"Why is it so strenuous, isn't it just a knife? Just bring the bowl of pulp for your brother! ”

Sun Baizhi suddenly stretched out her left hand and pressed Xiao Fu's wrist tightly, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any alcohol at home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Baizhi's wrist flicked, and the blade instantly cut open the wound. After the wound ruptured, a milky white pus mixed with red blood began to flow non-stop. Sun Baizhi's hands and feet were extremely nimble, and after squeezing out the pus a few times, she picked up some bottles and jars, and sprinkled unknown brown medicinal powder towards the wound as if she was roasting meat, and instructed in her mouth:

"I'll go find the guy at the door and pick up a few packs of my brother's anti-poison gold formula. This hand can't get wet for a week, and when the scab falls off on its own, it's all right. ”

Xiao Fu looked curiously at his wrapped left hand and muttered:

"What if it's not good?"

"Then you'll do it again."

"Why are you here?"

"I'll chop off your arm for you."

Sun Baizhi was fighting and making trouble, and sent Xiao Fu away. After returning to the inner hall and cleaning up the consultation table, he smiled at Wei Anheng, who was sitting on the side:

"I'm sorry, Lord Wei, just ...... me here"

Wei Anheng hurriedly waved his hand to stop Sun Baizhi's words, stroked his short hair under his chin, and said with a smile:

"Wei met Brother Ling before, and Brother Ling talked about you below. Although he does not approve of your style, it seems that your unique medical skills are quite unique. I didn't expect that before an hour came, I would be able to witness the magic of your technique with my own eyes. ”

Although Wei Anheng was under the shadow of his ancestors, he also entered the Sanbei Academy since he was a child, and worshiped under the door wall of Ni Xing, the master of the Grass Pavilion, and learned poetry and etiquette with this great Confucian. Therefore, Guardanheng's own knowledge is still excellent. I have not only entered the academy and studied with teachers, but also naturally read medical books. Those landed talents in Beiyan, if they can't find the position of Mr. Xi in the Tongmeng Academy, they will often go to be Mr. Word Measurement or You Fang Langzhong to support their families.

Therefore, although Wei Anheng is not proficient in medical skills, the remaining ancient books about the way of Qihuang have also been roughly read through several times. Now that I can see Sun Baizhi's unique methods, even he, a half-open layman, has an eye-opening feeling.

Sun Baizhi listened to his compliments, but just smiled and didn't say anything more. And Wei Anheng took the hot tea poured by the little apprentice, took a long breath and put it on the takeover table:

"Now that I have received the testimony of the Tai Hospital, and I have seen the magic of your medical skills with my own eyes, the death of the Great Elder Bagh will naturally not be counted on the head of you, Second Young Master Sun."

When Sun Baizhi heard this, he was suddenly shocked in his heart: he didn't believe that his brother Mu Ne would have such a big face in front of Wei Anheng. With just one sentence from a imperial doctor, can the murder case that the emperor personally inquired about be smoothed out? If you don't ask, you know, he must have something to say.

Wei Anheng pondered for a long time, and then spoke again:

"According to the onlookers at the altar that day, the second young master and the shopkeepers were all summoned by a young man. In other words, that young man was the culprit who disrupted the ancestor worship ceremony. And that young man is Guo Yunsong, the king of Zhongshan who was dismissed a few days ago, and his grandson of the old man - named Shen Gui. Dare to ask Dr. Sun, is the testimony Wei received right or not? ”

Sun Baizhi frowned when she heard this, because she couldn't figure out what Wei Anheng's words meant for a while. I don't know how to spend the night, and I was in dire straits, but I was dried on the shore.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed, Wei Anheng just took a sip of tea with a smile, and then changed his formal tone, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously:

"I have carefully discussed it with the Courtyard Lord, and the Courtyard Majesty also means the same. His Majesty's urging is tight, and in the case of Bag, there must be someone with enough status to come forward before he can resist it all. And most of the people present with Dr. Sun that day were just some reckless and market vendors; At the moment, the only person who has enough identity to help you take this disaster down is the shamanic Young Master Sun-Shen Gui. ”

After listening to Wei Anheng's words, Sun Baizhi already understood most of it in her heart. But the only thing he didn't understand was how his brother, who had always been loyal to Sun Baishu, would agree to catch a scapegoat. So, he cleared his throat first, and said in front of Wei Anheng's treacherous gaze:

"This ...... Is it the meaning of the brother? Or do you mean it? Or is it the ......," he said, holding up another finger and pointing upwards twice, "or does that mean?" ”

After listening to his words, Wei Anheng opened the bowl and observed the tea leaves floating in the water:

"Doctor Sun, don't blame the official for being mysterious. It doesn't matter who means this, if you want to understand this, this is the only way to go. ”

"According to your plan, how can you transfer this disaster to Shen Gui's head?"

"What's so hard about that? As long as you are willing to testify, someone else will do the rest. Wei can guarantee that as long as you come forward to identify this case, it will definitely be able to be turned into an iron case that will never be overturned. In this way, not only can you clear your name; Wei can also settle the imperial errand in his hand; Even the Lord Ling Brother Yuan has an explanation for His Majesty. ”

At this time, Sun Baizhi was full of thoughts in her heart: if according to Wei Anheng's intentions, it was because he was involved in this case, Emperor Xuande used this incident as an excuse to put pressure on his brother Sun Baishu; But although his brother is an official and a fourth-grade official, he is just a doctor who is responsible for treating diseases and saving people, Emperor Xuande will not understand this truth? Besides, although his brother's temperament is wooden, he is still extremely upright and strong, and he will definitely not approve of framing Shen Gui.

Suddenly, Sun Baizhi, who frowned, and Wei Anheng, who was leisurely and complacent, were fixed on the spot without saying a word.

In the Winter Warm Pavilion of the Northern Palace, Yan Hunt was sitting at the table eating a light meal. And the person sitting opposite was unrestrained, waving the chopsticks and flying up and down, and Emperor Xuande, who was watching, had a great appetite and ate a bowl of rice more than usual.

"Lao Jiu, eat slowly, no one will rob you. If it's not enough, I'll just ask Li Qing to go to the imperial dining room to pass some dishes. ”

The person who ate at the same table with Emperor Xuande was the current commander of Taibaiwei, Yan Hunt's cousin, Yan Fujiu, King of Qi.

"Your Majesty, you summoned me to the palace, I'm afraid it wasn't for a meal, right? If there's anything you can tell you directly, it's just that. ”

Yan Hunt has always been dissatisfied with this cousin who does not leave room for him to perform. The reason why he was allowed to break into the Taibaiwei and take charge of the position of Taibaiwei a few days ago was only because there were not many credible people around him. According to Yan Hunt's own ideas, a person like Yan Fujiu, the king of Qi, is only worthy of being an idle rich and noble prince. With his lazy temperament, even going to the Imperial Horse Prison to raise horses for himself is not qualified.

"I said, Lao Jiu, at the ancestor worship ceremony a few days ago, didn't I want you to go and guard Bagh? Now that this bagh is almost past the first seven, how do you deserve this errand? ”

Emperor Xuande casually held the dishes in his hand and talked to Yan Fujiu in a homely tone. And Yan Fujiu didn't take the emperor's questioning seriously at all:

"Your Majesty, you have thought about this matter too simply. The person who took the lead in making trouble was Shen Gui, although the Taibai Guards under me had been cleaned, but whether it was an officer or a team leader, weren't they all the original Zhongshan old men? They are all nostalgic for the old master, who can listen to me? If I really give an order and let them arrest Shen Gui, I'm afraid I'll have to go in front of Bage! ”