Fortunately, he met her, otherwise he would really be in danger, the poisoning is not very deep at the moment, the toxin has not spread to the internal organs, and he will not be able to die for a while. Qing Huan walked to Boss Liu and said, "I can cure this disease." ”

Boss Liu's hand drinking tea paused slightly, and looked up at her, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man, white and pure, but his face was childish, it is estimated that it is the son of the family, who came to have fun and was bored, and ignored her, and lowered his head and continued to drink tea.

Qing Huan is neither anxious nor annoyed. Repeating patiently: "Boss, I can really cure this disease, but I still need to find a medicinal herb to detoxify." Hearing this, Boss Liu raised his head, with inquiry and scrutiny in his eyes, and said suspiciously: "You said he was poisoned, but is there any evidence?"

"You come with me", he took Boss Liu to the bedside while speaking, pulled the man's clothes, and showed the tiny little red dot to Boss Liu, Boss Liu snorted lightly after seeing it, "Ignorant child, such a small red dot will be poisonous, since you said it is poison, why hasn't the color of the skin in the poisoned place changed, are you a fool when you are an old man?" Qing Huan saw that he didn't believe in himself, and sighed lightly in his heart, but he really needed such an opportunity to make a name for himself, so he had to tell him one by one: "The poison in this man is a mandala that has been improved by people, and the improved mandala is a kind of invisible mandala that kills people invisibly*, the poisoned person will not die soon, it will slowly erode its internal organs, and the appearance of ordinary people cannot be seen, and the person who poisoned it has clever means, and when it is discovered, the internal organs have been hollowed out, and by then it is already a medicine stone without a soul." ”

Boss Liu saw that he was convincing, but he was also skeptical, thought for a moment, and finally chose to believe him once, and said, "What medicinal materials do you need, I will let people prepare."

"A set of three hundred years of white grass roots, a set of refined purity medical silver needles, ready within three days," Qing Huan said seriously.

"Dare to ask where the little boy's family lives, and the old man will send someone to the house to inform him when the things are ready," Boss Liu asked curiously, wanting to see what kind of family raised the child.

Qing Huan said: "I will come back in three days and start treating this son," Qing Huan left after speaking, without even telling Boss Liu's name, let alone where he lived.

Boss Chu came back to his senses, and immediately sent someone to find the two things he needed, and after explaining, he walked out of the medical hall and came outside, and saw that there were still many people gathered outside, so he called the big guys to disperse.

Qing Huan staggered back all the way, very happy, today she finally knew that the level of medicine in this ancient world was very poor, compared with the 21st century, it was not half a star, she had to make good use of this and gain a firm foothold in this foreign country.

On the way back, I met a pharmacy, bought some medicinal herbs, and prepared to go back to mix some spiritual fluid, and then make some self-defense poisons in case of emergency, and after buying the medicinal materials, I walked to the general's mansion.

When I came back, it was already dark, the front of the General's Mansion was heavily guarded, Qing Huan in order not to alarm the people inside, went around to the back of the General's Mansion, and came to his yard from the small door at the back, Xue'er saw her own young lady coming back, and ran over happily, "Miss, you are back", Qing Huan smiled: "Look at what delicious food I brought you, this is the most famous chestnut cake in Pingcheng, and the nobles and ladies love to eat it nowadays" Seeing this, Qinghuan hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped her with a handkerchief, this silly girl is so emotional, so satisfied, a small chestnut cake can also make her so moved. Qing Huan patted Xue'er on the shoulder, but didn't say anything.

Maybe Qing Huan couldn't understand the emotion that a piece of chestnut cake brought to Xue'er, but she knew that she would treat her well in the future so that she could feel the warmth here.

Xue'er prepared the meal, Qinghuan took a simple bite, then locked herself in the house, tinkering with the herbs she had bought.