He disguised himself as a woman and mixed into the palace, obviously it was arranged by the master, and he didn't deliberately deceive people.

Qinghe, this little girl, why can't it make sense.

It's been a few days, and I haven't paid attention to him.

Xiao Yu rubbed his brows, looking at the two goods with a little headache.

———I'm the dividing line———

Inn.

Cui Yan and the others, who had been busy all afternoon, also had dinner in the private room. The shopkeeper cleaned up the table and boiled another pot of tea and put it on the table.

After Cui Yan took a sip, she was ready to leave.

Seeing that she was leaving, Ding Chunqiu hurriedly pulled Cui Yan's sleeve, "Little doll, I see that your face is not very good, but you have a chronic illness?" ”

Cui Yan sat down.

"Senior Ding wants to show me?" Cui Yan asked.

Ding Chunqiu said, "Yes, but the old man's consultation fee is not low." ”

"Married to my husband, I am Xiao Yu's person, my predecessor wants to receive money, so I should ask my husband if he wants to go."

Ding Chunqiu is a poison doctor, Cui Yan thinks that he left himself, it should be related to the poison in his body.

"You little doll, you're really not cute at all. Still married to a husband? The old man didn't believe it, and you said the same in front of Xiao Yu. ”

Cui Yan pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Saying this in front of Xiao Yu, is she waiting to be eaten and wiped clean by Xiao Yu's house?

"Hands."

Cui Yan didn't quarrel with him anymore, and obediently stretched out her hand.

Ding Chunqiu first took out six silver needles of different thicknesses and a white cloth from the medicine box, stabbed them one by one on Cui Yan's index finger, dipped a little blood on the needle, and then placed them neatly on the cloth.

With her index finger connected to her heart, Cui Yan lowered her eyebrows slightly.

Ding Chunqiu glanced at Cui Yan, reached out and took Cui Yan's pulse, carefully checked her pulse, and spent half an hour, nodding and shaking her head from time to time. Cui Yan couldn't understand it, so she simply recited the theory of typhoid fever in her heart. When she finished reciting it for the second time, Ding Chunqiu finally withdrew her hand.

"Senior brother, come and see." Ding Chunqiu said.

Cui Yan raised her eyebrows, Ding Chunqiu is good at poison, Chu Jiangnan is good at acupuncture, the problem on her body, in addition to her weak physique, is the poison of devouring the heart, but Ding Chunqiu let Chu Jiangnan come to see.

"Seniors might as well say it directly." Cui Yan asked.

Ding Chunqiu looked at the tips of the six silver needles carefully, except for the thinnest one, which was a little blackened, the rest did not change.

And so it was.

"The pulse is weak but steady, not like a sign of poisoning for a long time. The poison in your body is at least ten years old, and it should have been in the mother's womb, but it spreads very slowly, just like being poisoned for five or six years. Ding Chunqiu frowned, "It should be that someone who has performed a control technique on you, sealing the toxicity in your body, as well as the eight veins of the Qi Sutra."

Although it cannot completely prevent the accumulation of toxicity in the body, it can greatly delay the time of poisoning. ”

Cui Yan said lightly, "I had a poison attack before, and after the poison, the poison in my body spread rapidly all of a sudden, and the meridians were injured. However, it didn't take long for it to go into hiding again. ”

Cui Yan was sure that in this process, she did nothing except simple recuperation.

"I've always been puzzled, that's why."

The result of her examination was what Ding Chunqiu said, only poisoning for five or six years. Her mother, a little longer.

Jiang Nan also looked pale, because he found ......

"What seals your meridians seems to be the old man's method of nine turns of golden needles."