Su House, Mei Kai Courtyard, Su You Pavilion Inner Room.

"Uncle Cousin, I want this sister to show my father, she is also a doctor." Su Cardamom pulled Yun Sang, "As long as she cures my father, I promise to give her a lot of honorarium." ”

Su Youchuan sighed helplessly: "Coo'er, this is not child's play. Human life is at stake, don't come nonsense! Let your father take care of it, and the doctor will cure him. ”

Su Cardamom refused: "Who is going to kill my father?" Uncle Cousin, you have to make the decision for me, what about Ye Ziheng? I'm going to look for him, I'm going to ask him what he eats to my face, so that my dad hurts like this! - What about Ye Ziheng? ”

Su Youchuan sneered in his heart.

The Su family owes me, and I will take it back step by step.

Su Youting's wife Li Silan has a heart, and she is ruthless enough, but after all, she is just a scheming woman, and she is not a climate; Most of his children were grown up under the watchful eye of Su Youchuan, and he also knew a few catties and a few taels, so he didn't have to worry about it.

This Su Cardamom is even more stunned, a cannon battle at one point, and before he can do it, this one is angry and sparks.

Even if he relies on his father and thinks he is a phoenix, he can't help her at this time.

I've been planning for a long time, and now it's time to reap the benefits.

Thinking of this, Su Youchuan felt a surge of happiness in his heart!

Ha ha.

He hates it! I hate God for being unfair, and I hate the Su family's wolf heart and dog's lungs to hold high and low. At the age of sixteen, he contracted a menacing case of typhoid fever, and lost all his sense of taste and smell. Although his father called for famous doctors for him, he still did not save his lost sense of smell.

For a person who loves to make incense, taking away his sense of smell overnight is equivalent to taking his life.

Everywhere he went, he could hear people laughing at him, and all that appeared in front of him was the Su family's pointing at him.

His elder sister Su Qinlan actually made four stacks of incense after he lost his sense of smell, and their father was overjoyed and gave all his attention to his sister.

His cousin Su Youting was obsessed with making incense, and not only improved several traditional incense products to make their fragrance purer and longer-lasting, but also diluted the civet incense, using blue grass as a catalyst to further sublimate the effect of civet incense.

At the same time, the praise for Su Youting in the eyes of the Su family, the envy of Su Youting in the eyes of the peers, and the undisguised admiration for Su Youting in the eyes of the juniors...... He hated and was extremely angry, if he was healthy, all this should have been his Su Youchuan!

Su Youchuan watched Su Cardamom jump to his feet, and his heart was dripping with joy.

"Ye Ziheng is dead to protect your father." He suppressed the heartiness in his heart and said in a somewhat sad tone.

"Dead?" Su Cardamom was stunned for a moment, "Dead?!" ”

"Dead, badly wounded."

"And who found out about my dad?" Su Cardamom turned her head to look at Yunsang.

"When I found him, he was covered in blood and dying." Yun Sang said, "It's very serious. ”

Yun Sang briefly talked about the situation when he discovered Su Youting.

She didn't know if anyone had been to the scene of the assassination before her. Probably not. She found no particular footprints around the scene of the assassination - other than the jumbled marks of a fight left at the scene and an oiled paper bag wrapped in Ziyunsu.

The carriage was shattered, and the horses were nowhere to be seen.

There were two people on the ground, and their injuries were unpredictable.

She vividly remembered crouching down, probing the pulse of the man lying in a pool of blood, and then pulling out a feather on his nose. Indeed, death is assured.

The man's face was bloodied, and she didn't want to reach out.

After the examination, she stood up helplessly, looked at the other lying man, and found that this person was dressed much better than the young man who had just died, and was older. He lay there with his eyes glazed over, covered in blood, only breathing in and out. She took out a pill from her arms and fed it to him, then quickly took out a few strips of cloth to stop the bleeding.

She had just finished bandaging the wounded, and before she could stand up, she heard the sound of impatient footsteps and noisy and panicked voices from the depths of the street—

"Oh my God! The carriage is broken! What about the Pavilion Master? ”

"Quick! Fast! ”

"Surely ahead! I hope the Pavilion Master is okay! ”

When they hurriedly ran to the front, a group of people were stunned!

Because I can't believe it.

The driver and the two people in the car, one dead and one injured. The dead are gone, and the life and death of the injured are uncertain!

Yun Sang only had one thought left in his heart: Isn't the injured man's family here? Alas, I haven't figured out where I'm going to stay tonight. Now it's okay, you don't have to bother looking for a place to treat this person.

The group of people who rushed to the scene were shocked by the misery in front of them, but fortunately, the person at the head looked calmer and more amiable, and he still commanded despite the critical situation.

"Steward, who is she?" Someone asked.

"Dare to ask who the girl is?" The man at the head said, "Why are you here?" ”

"In the next surname Yun, there is no malice in the path here." She pointed to the man lying on the ground, "This man is seriously injured, I have bandaged him." ”

The leader waved his hand to those behind him, and those behind him began to move the dead and wounded quickly and carefully.

"So, thank you, girl. The injured person was in the next cousin, and later he asked the girl to sit in Su's house. Seeing that the group had finished dealing with the scene, he arched his hand, "Please, girl." ”

Yun Sang looked around, and the twilight was shrouded all around. She hesitated for a moment, then followed.

The seriously injured person was "reverted to the light for a moment", she was not at ease, as a doctor, her conscience did not allow her to leave immediately.

What's more, that poison belongs to their Yun family.

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"It was Ahsan who found out that something happened to your father." Su Youchuan added to Su Cardamom, "Ah Shan went to the shop to buy 'Ziyun Crisp', walked to the intersection, first recognized the carriage, then recognized your father, and ran back to report the letter. ”

Ah Shan, Su Youting's servant. Su Youting loves Ziyunlou's pastry "Ziyun Crisp", and he will send Ah Shan to buy it the next day, and use it as a supper when he is busy.

Yun Sang knew it in his heart, no wonder he saw a pastry oil paper bag at the scene.

"Since Sister Yun helped my father at the beginning and kindly bandaged him, what a fate! Sister Yun came to see my father's injuries. Su Cardamom took the opportunity to pull Yunsang forward.

"Wait!" Su Youchuan stopped Su Cardamom and looked at Yun Sang's eyes, "Ask Miss Yun, who are you?" ”

"Uncle Cousin, what does this mean?" Su Cardamom pretended to be anxious, "She bandaged my father's wounds!" ”

"Humph!" Su Youchuan sneered, "Really? Are you sure that it was a wound bandage or a bad attempt? ”

Su Cardamom was stunned.

Su Youchuan continued: "Miss Yun's intentions remain to be investigated, and I am afraid that it will be inseparable from the assassination of her cousin. If Miss Yun is an innocent person, just wait for the government to clear your suspicion! ”

From the moment he saw Yun Sang at the scene of Su Youting's assassination, he didn't think about letting her go.

It just so happened that the real murderer had fallen.

At the very least, it can divert attention.

Although he knew that his plan was seamless, and Su Youting would definitely die, wouldn't it be better to catch a scapegoat?

Su Youting was assassinated, and the Su family has already reported to the official.

The assassination of the dignified Agarwood Pavilion Lord is not a trivial matter, and it cannot be resolved privately.

……

At the same time, the basement of the Tailai Gambling House in Guliu Lane.

Jiang Bantu's fingers twisted a small wax pill a little harder, unfolded the note sealed inside, and wrote two words: Completed.

Jiang Bantu laughed silently, and he rubbed his thumb and forefinger to play with the small note.

Soon, the handwriting on the note disappeared without a trace.

"Sure enough, it's not poisonous, not husband." The smile on his face increased, "Master Su, it's up to you next." ”