After rebirth, I ran wild in the heart of His Highness the Prince

Naqin was clearly aware of what he was thinking. He didn't want or want to see Qin Zhongwan die like this.

Especially when he can lend a helping hand to Qin Zhongwan.

"You... I have never heard of these. I know there are some herbs. If you take them back and decoct them in water, you may be able to suppress the symptoms."

Naqin was in a state of confusion and suppressed his uncontrollable emotions, so he wrote some medicinal materials to Qin Zhongwan.

Although Qin Zhongwan didn't have high hopes, he still took the prescription and solemnly thanked Na Qin: "Thank you for your help."

Qin Zhongwan was as strong as a bamboo tree crumbling in the strong wind.

Naqin knew that anyone who was poisoned by that poison would definitely endure the pain in his heart, but Qin Zhongwan had never told him about this pain since he entered the medical clinic.

"Why don't you say thank you? Go back first and I'll look through the medical books."

Under this heavy atmosphere, Naqin Wuxia joked with Qin Zhongwan as usual, said a few words in a hurry, and then asked Qin Zhongwan to go back.

Qin Zhongwan was also busy at the moment and could not notice anything strange about Naqin, so he left the hospital again.

Naqin sat on the wooden chair in the hospital, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his heart was filled with troubles.

Scenes of Qin Zhongwan's past smiles played in his mind like a revolving lantern.

Naqin immediately found the intermediary who communicated with Fang Zhiheng: "Go and send a message to Fang Zhiheng now, saying that I have something important to explain to him and asking him to go to the old place immediately."

Naqin's expression was calm, with a hint of frost and snow between his brows.

The color of the sky and the earth has changed, red clouds are densely covering the lights of thousands of houses, and the gloomy sky is brewing a turbulent wind and rain, waiting to be squandered.

Even though the Qin family kept a strict tone these days, Fang Zhiheng, who had always been well-informed, still learned about the poisoning of the Qin family.

How could he not clap his hands and cheer for this?Fang Zhiheng was immersed in elation when he saw the person coming.

"Come to me if you have anything to do? Okay, I understand, you can go down first." The eyebrows that were raised just now darkened again.

"Why are you so anxious?" Fang Zhiheng muttered a few words, but set off immediately.

Thousands of lights decorate the bustling capital city. At night, the streets are crowded with people and still very lively.

The most lively place is in front of a flower building with carved beams and painted pillars and bright lights.

"Uncle, come and play~" The girl in cool clothes stood at the door of the building, with a charming look and a seductive tone.

"Come to me~" Another girl waved not to be outdone. Her slender waist could not be grasped, and the gauze-like fabric hid her skin in the moment.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Fang Zhiheng held his conical hat firmly and entered the flower house as if there was no one there.

When the old bustard saw him coming, he still smiled openly: "Oh, you haven't been here for a long time, Xiaoqin!"

The old bustard said in a familiar manner, while calling over another girl who was dressed a little conservatively: "It's you and this young master tonight."

Xiaoqin responded shyly and led the way for Fang Zhiheng.

"Come this way." She looked a little shy, leading Fang Zhiheng to avoid the guests in the building, and led Fang Zhiheng to the innermost wing on the second floor.

Xiaoqin's face no longer had the awkward posture before, and her tone was calm and polite: "Young Master is already waiting for you inside."

Saying that, Xiaoqin waited obediently in front of the door to look out for the wind.

Fang Zhiheng pushed the door open and went in, with a look of contentment in his eyes.