Chapter 226: Are You Sympathizing with Them?

When Lin Qian heard this, she was so anxious that she ran out.

Shang Jue's yard was full of people, and seeing that Lin Qian seemed to have seen the overall situation, he made a way for her to enter the house.

Lin Qian tried her best to stay calm, step by step as if she was stepping on her heart, and she didn't dare to step forward to check what was going on, for fear that she would not be able to change her life soon.

She is a doctor and a doctor, and she knows how devastating that sentence of sorry and trying her best is, and she is afraid that her hard-won father will be gone.

The road was very long, and it was very hard, Lin Qian raised her hand, and was held by Mu Luan, his palm was very large, wrapped by his palm as if he wanted to pass on his strength to her.

Lin Qian hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, pushed open the door with him, and went in, "Pharmacist, how is it?" ”

"The old man is only a shallow learner, I'm afraid he can't do anything." The old medicine man stepped aside with a sad face.

Lin Qian walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, took Shang Jue's pulse, fortunately it was not too late, and stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the silver needle." ”

Xuan Li invited the stunned pharmacist out, and Mu Luan intercepted his medicine box and turned the silver needle out.

The silver needle, which was so thin that people couldn't see it clearly, emitted a strange light in Lin Qian's hand, as if it had life.

Lin Qian's movements were extremely fast, and every acupuncture point was found very accurately, Shang Jue, who had some difficulty breathing, coughed twice, and spit out a mouthful of black blood on the edge of the bed.

Chen Zhan's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Daddy was poisoned very early, but I was not allowed to talk nonsense, although I often asked people to make some detoxifying medicinal food, but it was to no avail."

Before she came, she had heard Xuan Li talk about Shang Jue's situation, and she had a rough impression, but she couldn't figure out why the toxins in his body had deepened.

Lin Qian pulled out the silver needle after a stick of incense, and during this period wrote a prescription and asked someone to decoction the medicine.

Shang Jue didn't wake up for a long time, but Lin Qian didn't have anything to worry about, because it was normal for a sick person to be sleepy, but Chen Yan was in a hurry and paced back and forth in the house.

Those who know will only think that they have a deep friendship, and those who don't know will think that Chen Yan is worried about his wife and children.

When the decoction came, Lin Qian tasted it, because it was easy to make mistakes with a medicine.

Sure enough, Lin Qian hurriedly spit out her mouthwash and grabbed the person who served the medicine, "My recipe clearly says morning glory, but it changed me to a mandala, what is your intention?" ”

"The young valley lord atons for his sins, the villain is just a medicine deliverer, and he doesn't know anything." After the man broke free, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to apologize.

endangering human life, Lin Qian couldn't accept it, "Who fried the decoction?" Don't you want to live anymore? ”

Mu Luan hugged her and comforted her softly, "Calm down, maybe it's just a mistake." ”

"Human life is at stake, and if you make a mistake, you don't have to bear the blame? Is it a killing, just say sorry, and you can cancel it out? Lin Qian was emotional, squeezed his hand hard, and slowly regained some sense, not so excited.

"Xuan Li, what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you go and bring everyone to the yard? ”

Today, Lin Qian is bound to make a drastic reform, take the medicinal materials from others, and decoct the medicine herself.

Just had a happy event yesterday, and I almost had a funeral today, and I already knew that the background of the people in the Valley Lord's Mansion was not simple, but I didn't expect it to be so arrogant.

As soon as Lin Qian appeared in the courtyard, Mama Song knelt down and said, "Young Gu Master, it's all made by old slaves." ”

"Mama Song, what are you talking nonsense?"

Mama Song's eyes were red, she fell to the ground, and pleaded, "The young valley master, it was all done by the old slave, and it was the old slave who was obsessed with his mind, accepted bribes, and poisoned the valley master. ”

How could Lin Qian believe that she did it, maybe she was convicting others.

The old housekeeper suddenly knelt down, and hurriedly took the blame on himself, "Young Gu Master, it was made by the old slave, not Mama Song." ”

Lin Qian looked at them with deep affection, as if she was a person who had committed a heinous crime, she trembled with anger and shouted, "Enough! ”

"Mama Song, I took you like a relative, why did you want to harm my father, and the housekeeper, how did my father treat you badly, what is wrong with our father and daughter, you want to treat us like this?"

Lin Qian seemed to have thought of something, suddenly sneered, and said, "Come on, divide them up, torture them, and let them tell the reason for poisoning!" ”

Mu Luan frowned and stopped, "Does it have to be like this?" ”

Lin Qian shook off his hand and sneered, "Are you sympathetic to them?" Also, it's my father who is lying on the bed, not yours, and of course you can't understand my current mood. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? Then I'll say that. Lin Qian pointed to the people in the courtyard and said, "Everyone present has listened to me."

If anyone stretches out any more thoughts that they shouldn't have, they will not arrest you and torture you, but send you to hell! ”

Lin Qian's words were loud and clear, as if everyone's ears had different meanings.

She no longer cares about the situation in the hospital, and decoctions the medicine herself.

Chen Yan patted Mu Luan's head and said softly, "Follow me." ”

When the two of them arrived at a no-man's land, Chen Yan said, "What's the matter?" ”

Chen Yan didn't believe that they would quarrel so easily, and it was unlikely that there would even be some disagreement.

Mu Luan shook his head almost slightly, rubbed his hands in his sleeves, and said indifferently, "This is a matter between us, you don't have to worry about it." ”

After all, Chen Yan has known him for so many years, and he is almost treated as his own son, even if he hides it well, others can't see it, some of his small actions will still betray him.

Mu Luan pulled a face and left the courtyard and went out to borrow wine to drown his sorrows.

Mo Lan and the others enjoyed the flowing water banquet outside, and they still wanted to say congratulations in front of Lin Qian and Mu Luan, and they were worried about how to get in touch with him, but they didn't want him to come to the door by himself.

"Boss, congratulations!"

Mu Luan went in with a black face, asked people to close the door, beckoned, and a group of people surrounded him.

After he finished speaking, the brothers all looked incredulous, and Mo Lan hesitated, "This can't be, I've only been sick for a few days, it's too unbelievable." ”

Mu Luan signaled for silence and said, "Qian'er said that it was poisoned, and I look like it." ”

Mo Lan said softly, "Do you want us to go in and check?" ”

"No need, just do your own thing," Mu Luan put down the teacup in his hand, immediately entered the state, and said angrily, "Bring the wine!" ”

Everyone was startled, and the second child opened the door and said, "Little Er, where is the wine?" ”

Mo Lan went out to get wine, and the second child and others continued to set up stalls to sell porcelain, and after a few days, they sold two or three, still because it was cheap.

Mu Luan opened the door to drink, as if waiting for someone, and there was a silent Mo Lan standing on the side.

"Why is Chen Gongzi sitting here drinking alone?"

It's an unexpected person, with exhaustion between his eyebrows and eyes, which seems to be caused by a hangover.

Mu Luan raised his eyes and invited, "Can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have a drink?" ”