Xu Pingmei did not speak, but looked at Qi Zuo.

Although most of the work is autopsy, he is generally a doctor with good medical skills.

He first looked at the uncooked herbs on the ground and the boiled medicinal residues, "Lord Hui, this herb and the medicinal residue in the decoction are indeed the same kind." ”

"What kind of disease is this decoction used to heal?"

"Back to my lord, it's a disease of wind and cold. But ......"

Then I saw two more things in my hand, one was found from the herbs that had not been boiled, and the other was turned out from the residue of the medicine.

"This thing is called Rihongsha, which itself is non-toxic and is often used to treat hot coughs. But there is only one point, this herb is a cold herb, and people with wind and cold cannot take it.

If it is taken, it will not only not cure the disease, but will also cause poisoning to the patient. If this poison accumulates over a long period of time, it will become highly poisonous, killing people, and the death will be like these four people—their faces are blue, their seven orifices are bleeding, their mouths are foaming at the mouth, and their eyes are bursting. ”

He put the things in his hand into a clean wooden plate, and the wooden plate was presented to Xu Pingmei again.

"The herbs that were originally used to treat diseases have become life-threatening poisons in the blink of an eye because they have been added with more sun-hung sand."

Xu Pingmei looked at the three things that were presented, and then looked below.

Then he saw a servant carrying an old man about fifty years old.

Xu Pingmei didn't ask a question, but the old man knelt on the ground and began to cry as soon as he doubled up, "My lord, the little old man is wronged, the little old man is wronged." Xiao Lao'er was forced by someone, and he said that if Xiao Lao'er didn't do what he said, the lives of Xiao Lao'er's family would be lost.

Xiao Lao'er has been practicing medicine for more than 30 years, treating diseases and saving countless people, and has never harmed anyone, but this time he ...... This time......" The old man cried until he could not speak completely.

"Who are you talking about?" Xu Pingmei asked.

The old man wiped his tears, choked up and shook his head, "Little old man doesn't know. The man was a young and strong man, he was dressed in black when he saw Xiao Lao'er, covering his face, and Xiao Lao'er didn't know who he was. ”

The old man cried so much that his whole face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and he wiped his tears and cried until he hiccuped, "But the little old man saw that the man had a sharp sword hanging from his waist. ”

"Sword? What kind of sword? Xu Pingmei asked again.

"When the man appeared, he put his sword directly on the old man's neck."

"What's the mark on that sword?"

The old man shook his head, "It was dark at that time, and the little old man didn't pay attention to it, and I don't know if there was one." However, the sword was very long, and because the son of the little old man also practiced martial arts, the old man knew something about swords in general.

It's just that the sword of the man in black is very long, about two or three inches longer than the ordinary sword, so the little old man is a little impressed. ”

"Do you think it's this sword?" Then he saw another servant come forward, holding in his hand something that was wrapped in cloth.

The cloth was torn apart, and inside was a sword, which happened to be two or three inches longer than a normal sword......

"Yes, it's this one." When the little old man saw the sword, his body trembled like a sieve again.

"And do you recognize the man next to you?" Xu Pingmei pointed at Mu Qingnuan and asked.

The old man shook his body and turned his head to look at Mu Qingnuan, "Little old man doesn't know." ”

"Then the official asked you, do you treat these people, do they come to the door and ask you to heal them, or do they ask you to treat these people?"

"Someone invited the little old man to go."

"Who invited it?"

"Miss Xiangfu's coachman."