It was the beginning of winter, the cold was gusting, the breeze was blowing, and the maids wrapped their clothes tightly and hurried away.

The moonlit corridor, the corners were full of oil-paper umbrellas, there were one hundred and thirty-two, Jiang Gu ordered the maids to take them back, and walked into the west chamber alone, step by step, walking carefully.

Ye Qingyun lowered his head and paced outside, with his back hand, helpless!

"Shizi, this girl doesn't know what disease she has! The old man has been a doctor for thirty or forty years, and he really can't see it, but it looks like... Poisoned by aliens, the poison is violent, and there are many changes in the body, the old man introduces you to a person, maybe he can know something. ”

Song Chiyuan sat in the room, lowered his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be covered with frost, "Who?" ”

"Lin Baiwei."

Zeng Yanqiao was lying in the room recuperating, a spoonful of hot decoction medicine into her throat, the girl frowned, this medicine is not as good as last time, and she always feels that she has heard of the name Lin Baiwei.

Headache! It's like a veil in my head, and I can't think of it!

The green basket sat on the bamboo chair next to him, scooped a spoonful of medicine and sent it over, and reminded him warmly: "Lin Baiwei is the person who sold fake medicine to the girl last time, I heard that he is a low-grade goods, but he travels the world, but there is no poison in this world that he doesn't know, if this person comes, he can really see what poison the girl has!" ”

"I don't see him!"

Zeng Yan's words fell, he lay flat and shrunk into the quilt, and the voice of the green basket came through the quilt: "The girl hasn't drunk the medicine yet!" ”

She said, "I won't drink it." ”

If she can't be cured after all, why bother to suffer more.

"This ......" Lu Luo was speechless for a while, this medicine was explained by Dr. Ye to the girl to replenish her body, although it is a medicine with three poisons, but it always depends on the person who drinks it, and the heart is at ease.

"The girl has only taken a few sips, if you don't drink a little more, you can drink half a bowl, your complexion is really bad."

"Don't drink it."

A whimper, with a bit of childish stubbornness.

After a while, Song Chiyuan entered the inner room, and his eyes fell on the small cotton stack on the bed, "Go and pour the medicine." ”

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