Song Zhe really couldn't listen to it anymore, stood up, and pushed Song Li out.

"Alright, father, I'm going to sleep! Go back! ”

When Song Li came back to his senses, he had been shut out by Song Zhe.

He shook his head helplessly: "Stinky boy, sooner or later, it will suffer." ”

The more Song Zhe thought about it, the more angry he became, and decided to teach Su Duhuan a lesson.

He asked the little guy to get some drugs, and planned to get them to Su Duhuan's room, and stunned her, wouldn't she be slaughtered.

Thinking like this, Song Zhe was already starting to get excited.

The little guy trembled and took the medicine and blew it into Su Qianhuan's room.

The slender bamboo tube pierced through the window paper, and the smoke as thin as a cicada's wings drifted into the house.

After finishing the medicine, the little girl wanted to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw Su Qianhuan staring at him coldly.

He shuddered with fright, and the bamboo tube in his hand fell to the ground.

The little girl's lips trembled, and he took a few steps back.

Su Duanhuan bent down to pick up the bamboo tube and played with it in his hand.

"It's too bad, it's not good! Next time, you look for a more detailed one, it will not be easy to be noticed! ”

"You, you, you!"

The little guy didn't say anything for a long time, and looked at Su Duhuan blankly.

"What's wrong with me?"

The corners of Su Duhuan's mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

The little girl's face turned pale, and his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Master Su spares his life, the little one... The little ones are just doing what they are told, and they are forced to do it! ”

"I didn't say I was going to teach you a lesson!"

The little girl was stunned for a moment and looked up at her, but Su Duhuan's face was clearly gloomy, like a Shura in hell.

"Get up!" Su Duanhuan raised his hand: "Song Zhe asked you to do this!" ”

The little guy stood up and nodded.

"Who can be fascinated by such a low-level drug!"

Guy: ??? I bought it at a great price, but it's still tasteless!

Su Duhuan threw a pack of medicine to the little girl: "Let your son-in-law try this, the effect is better." ”

After speaking, Su Duhuan entered the house and closed the door.

Xiao Wu looked at the packet of medicine in his hand, was stunned for a moment, and ran back to Song Zhe's room in a panic.

When Song Zhe saw him coming back, he asked excitedly, "How is it!" Is it done? ”

The little guy shook his head: "Young master... was discovered. ”

Song Zhe's face changed, and he kicked him fiercely: "Waste! Let you do something, this can't be done! ”

"Young Master! The little ones are already very careful, really! Who knows, Lord Su found out so quickly! ”

"That medicine is so expensive, how could she find out!"

The little guy took out the packet of medicine given by Su Duanhuan and handed it over tremblingly: "Master Su also said that it is better for you to try this medicine than you bought." ”

Song Zhe took it and looked at the ordinary paper wrapping, and didn't take it seriously.

He opened it directly, and the moment he opened it, he felt dizzy and fell directly to the ground, unconscious.

The little guy didn't get much better, and then fainted, and before he passed out, he muttered: "Sure enough... Work well. ”

Su Duanhuan stood at the door, leaning on the door frame and looking at the two people who had fainted, and shook his head: "It's a dish and a fun-loving one." ”

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Following

When Song Zhe woke up, it was already the evening of the next day, and he looked at the little guy sleeping next to him like a dead pig, and he was immediately furious.

He kicked the guy hard: "Get up for me!" ”

The little guy opened his eyes in a daze, looked around, and saw the angry Song Zhe, and quickly knelt in front of him: "Young master, stop being angry!" ”

"It's all your doing!"

"Master Su is the imperial doctor... Small... I didn't know how good this medicine was! ”

"Get out!"

The little guy hurriedly got up, and was just about to leave, but was stopped by Song Zhe again.

"Come back!"

"What else does the young master command?"

"I'm hungry!"

"The little one is going to prepare food for the young master!"

The little guy ran away in a puff of smoke.

At this time, Su Duhuan was doing acupuncture on Song Weixin, and Song Li was watching from the side.

Her skillful techniques even amazed Song Li.

At a young age, the silver needle is superb.

Over the years, he had only seen one person do this.

"Master Su, I dare to ask, who taught you this silver needle?"

Song Li couldn't help but ask.

Su Duhuan's face was indifferent: "I have no comment." ”

A simple four words blocked Song Li's words.

Just as Su Duanhuan pulled out all the silver needles, the little guy beside Song Zhe hurriedly ran over, running short of breath.

"Master, it's not good! Young Master, he..."

"What's wrong with him?"

"You're still... Let's check it out! ”

Song Li's face changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at Su Qianhuan: "Master Su, let's go together!" ”

Su Duhuan nodded and followed him silently.

When the two arrived at Song Zhe's room, they found Song Zhe lying on the ground, clutching his throat, with an ugly expression, as if he was out of breath.

Song Li was shocked: "Song Zhe, what's wrong with you?" Is it poisoned! ”